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Shu Changyu's voice was a little hoarse, and he said lazily: "Do you think I look drunk?"

Song Yan stared at his face and looked back and forth. He looked quite sober and didn't look like he was drunk.

However, the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows became increasingly red.

Song Zhengdu, who was standing next to him, suddenly said, "Brother Shu drank up all the wine in the jug."

Song Yan gasped. He drank up half a pot of liquor?!

"Shu Changyu, if you are drunk, just say it directly. Don't force yourself." Song Yan said hurriedly.

Shu Changyu emphasized again: "I'm not drunk."

"Okay, okay," Song Yan didn't bother with the drunkard and turned to ask the twins, "Do you have any more lemon tea? Give him a cup."

"Yes." Song Wanzhou picked up the teapot and added lemon tea to Shu Changyu's cup.

Song Yan advised him, "Drink some lemon tea to sober up."

Shu Changyu didn't move, he just said: "Where's the fish?"

Even though he was drunk, he was still thinking about his fish. Song Yan couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, I'll grill it for you right away."

One stove was roasting fish, and the other stove was empty.

I've almost finished all the meat dishes and my mouth is a bit tired of them. It's time to eat some vegetarian dishes.

Song Yan cut an eggplant with a knife, spread it flat on the iron grid, and brushed it with oil and sauce.

It was dark at this time, so Shi Tou and others packed up their tools and went to Aunt Niu's house for dinner.

When passing by the Song family’s gate, the yard door was not closed tightly, and the aroma of barbecue with cumin wafted out.

Everyone deliberately slowed down their pace. Even if they couldn't taste it, breathing in the aroma of the meat could satisfy their cravings.

Scarface peeked into the yard through the crack in the door, and saw a young man in white clothes who looked like an immortal sitting facing the gate.

Scar-Eye hissed softly, and before he could see clearly, he was dragged away by the stone.

"Zhang Erzi, what do you want to do with your shifty eyes?"

Scar-Eye said with a twinkling look, "I didn't want to go in. I just wanted to see who was in Xiao Song's family."

When I walked into the Niu family’s yard, I saw Aniu coming out with a large pot of stewed brown rice.

These days, Aniu did not follow Shitou to build a house. One reason was that he had never built a house before and had no experience, so he would only be a hindrance if he went.

Secondly, he wanted to stay at home and help his father with work.

The Song family is building a new house, so the doors and windows need to be customized, and they also want to add two large beds.

Rather than letting others make the money, it would be better for Uncle Niu to make it. Besides, Uncle Niu has superb skills, so Song Yan can rest assured.

But Uncle Niu was alone and the work was slow. In order to speed up the project, Uncle Niu asked Ah Niu to help.

During the meal, everyone squatted at the door with their bowls in hand. Scar looked at the yard opposite, his eyes turned, and he gossiped, "Is Xiao Song about to get married?"

Others followed suit and made faces: "The girl has come to our house, so it will probably be soon..."

What they didn't finish was: "We can't let a girl come in with a big belly."

Scar-Eye said, "I just saw a pretty girl in his house. Is she really hers?"

In fact, Scar-Eyes didn't see clearly whether the person was a man or a woman, he just went along with what the other person said.

"That's great, maybe after the housewarming dinner, I can drink Xiao Song's wedding wine right away."

"But I heard that girl is not from a good family..."

Ah Niu was busy eating and didn't take part in their discussion.

Until they went too far, he couldn't help but say, "Brother Song has already said that she is a girl from an honest family. If you keep talking nonsense, I will tell Brother Song!"

Everyone fell silent instantly.

The more Scar-Eye smelled the aroma of meat, the more he felt the food in his mouth tasted tasteless.

They thought Song Yan would come out to share some meat with them, but after they finished a big bowl of rice, the door opposite was not even opened.

Scar-Eyes grumbled in his heart that Xiao Song was too stingy. He ate meat secretly at home and didn't even let them have a taste.

Opposite the Song family.

Song Yan's nose suddenly felt itchy and she almost sneezed, but luckily she held it back.

Fortunately, he didn't know what Scar-Eye was thinking at the moment, otherwise he would have lost his job.

You are so arrogant and you want to eat meat, but I won’t give you anything to eat!

At this time, Song Yan pinched minced garlic and chili and sprinkled them on the eggplant.

The river fish on the stove over there was also cooked. She picked it up and put it on the plate in front of Shu Changyu. Song Yan warned him, "Be careful of the heat."

Before he finished speaking, Shu Changyu had already picked up a piece of fish. As soon as it touched his lips, he raised his eyes, his dark and beautiful eyes looked at Song Yan, and said softly: "It's hot, blow on it."

Dusk was falling, but the faint light was still enough to illuminate his delicate outline.

Especially the touch of red between his eyebrows, which seemed to be the finishing touch, contrasting with his fair and clear skin and making his eyebrows and eyes more distinct.

The heart in Song Yan's chest beat violently for no reason.

It was a rare occasion to see Shu Changyu being so well-behaved, and Song Yan agreed for some reason.

When he was about to say "OK", he quickly changed his words: "You blow it yourself."

Shu Changyu lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and looked a little pitiful.

Song Yan lowered her head and ate the roasted eggplant, ignoring him.

The twins were full, and Yaya was sleepy, so Song Zhengdu carried her back to the house and coaxed her to sleep.

Song Wanzhou was also boiling water in the kitchen, preparing to wash up. At this time, Song Yan and Shu Changyu were the only ones left in the yard.

Song Yan was also a little full from eating so he picked up the teacup, took a sip of lemon tea, and glanced at Shu Changyu out of the corner of his eye.

I saw that he had already eaten a whole river fish. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was like a cat that had just had a full meal, satisfied and lazy.

The corners of Song Yan's mouth rose unconsciously, and her heart softened instantly.

But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Shu Changyu's eyes were blurry and it was obvious that he was drunk.

"It's over!" Song Yan slapped his forehead suddenly. Shu Changyu was already drunk. How could he send him back?

Song Yan stood up, walked to Shu Changyu, stretched out a stick, and poked Shu Changyu's shoulder: "Shu Changyu, can you go back by yourself?"

As his fingers just touched Shu Changyu's clothes, suddenly, a strong hand grabbed his wrist and pressed him firmly on the table.

Song Yan looked up and saw that the young man in front of her had stood up. He was much taller than Song Yan. When he lowered his eyes and looked down at Song Yan, the sense of oppression made Song Yan's breathing stop.

Shu Changyu opened his eyes slightly, as if trying to recognize the person in front of him. Then, he raised his hand and slowly stroked Song Yan's right cheek.

The warm touch made Song Yan's eyes widen instantly. He said anxiously: "Hey, Shu Changyu, wake up!"

Shu Changyu came closer, rested his chin on Song Yan's shoulder, and his lips almost touched Song Yan's ear.

The exhaled air brushed across Song Yan's skin. Although it was light and faint, it was mixed with the smell of alcohol, so even the air had a sweet and slightly fragrant scent.

Song Yan was extremely embarrassed and was about to push him away when suddenly his whole body stiffened.

A damp heat came from the earlobe where the earring was worn.