A great director who grew up happily

With a loud bang, the security door was closed, and the vibration was so loud that a piece of wall paint fell off.

There were two people, one tall and one short, standing in the corridor, and a Lego box thrown on the ground.

The taller person is Chen Jinnian, and the shorter person is Qiao Weidong. They looked at each other in confusion.

Qiao Weidong asked doubtfully, "It's fine if I was kicked out, but why did you kick out the toys too?"

"I wanted to smash the big glass in the interrogation room just now, but Aunt Song saw it and kicked me out," Chen Jinnian told the truth.

"My house, no, when did your Aunt Song Qian's house have an interrogation room?"

"You saw it as soon as you walked in. There was a huge hole facing the living room, and it was covered with glass. It must be an interrogation room." He didn't know how Qiao Yingzi felt in there, but he was scared, as if an eye was always watching him.

Qiao Weidong was also stunned after hearing this. It seemed that what he said was correct. He patted Chen Jinnian on the shoulder and said, "I won't take this toy back with me. I'll leave it at your house first."

"Okay, let's put it aside for now."

After cleaning up, the two found a place and started eating.

Qiao Weidong was in a depressed mood, with a worried look on his face, so he ordered a bottle of wine and drank by himself.

To be honest, Qiao Weidong may not be a good husband, but he is indeed a good father.

Seeing him drowning his sorrows in alcohol, Chen Jinnian thought it was no big deal and joined him in drinking.

"Jinnian, sure, you can drink white wine too." Qiao Weidong said in surprise.

"The flat white is just so-so. Give me some beer. I want to have a good drink with uncle today."

"Whatever. I'm a seasoned veteran, so I'll take your drink." Qiao Weidong said cheerfully, then shouted to the waiter, "Waiter, bring the wine."

As soon as the man drank, he started to talk a lot and told everything. He kept drinking until after 10 o'clock in the evening, and the table and the floor were full of empty wine bottles.

Qiao Weidong was drunk and could hardly open his eyes. He muttered, "Brother, you understand me. I feel wronged but have no place to tell you. That Song Qian is a shrew. Why doesn't she let me see Yingzi? She is my child. I have worked hard for most of my life just for her. If Yingzi is gone, I will not live either." He cried while holding the wine bottle.

"Uncle Qiao, when did Yingzi die? Stop talking nonsense." Chen Jinnian was also a little drunk. He didn't know how many bottles he had drunk, but he went to the toilet many times.

However, his body's tolerance to alcohol was a bit outrageous. He only felt a little dizzy after drinking now. It turned out that it was not like this.

It might be that the foundation-building pill improved his physical fitness a lot.

After burping, he took out his cell phone and started calling people. He called his father and then called Aunt Xiaomeng.

After more than 20 minutes, there was a crisp sound of high heels tapping on the floor, and a tall, sexy, mature beauty came over. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of all the men.

Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her tight mini dress showed off her graceful figure. Her plump, snow-white long legs were exposed in the air, making her look dizzy.

More importantly, she also possesses an elegant temperament, and her beautiful face is lightly made up, revealing a hint of elegance.

It can be said that she has the face of an angel and the body of a devil, a rare top-level succubus.

"Auntie Xiaomeng, here." Chen Jinnian waved and shouted.

Every time he saw Aunt Xiaomeng, he felt a little envious of Qiao Wendong.

To be honest, Uncle Qiao's appearance after gaining weight is not worthy of Xiao Meng. He must have been lucky in his previous life to have found a girlfriend like him.

The other party hurried over here, the heavy fruit shaking violently. When he saw the beer bottles on the ground, he opened his eyes wide and said, "Oh my God, how much did Old Joe drink?"

Then he bent down and pushed Qiao Weidong, who was lying on the table, "Old Qiao, Old Qiao, wake up, how did you become like this?"

At this time, Qiao Weidong was completely drunk.

Chen Jinnian looked at Xiaomeng's amazing hip curve, which looked like a ripe peach, fresh and juicy, worthy of being a yoga teacher.

Compared to her, my own Yidi still needs a few more years of development.

Chen Jinnian sat slightly sideways, then said softly and a little embarrassedly: "Auntie Xiaomeng, behind you."

Xiao Meng realized it later and quickly stood up, holding her buttocks, and pulled down her clothes. Her face was slightly flushed.

She has been wanting to have a baby recently, so she wore a tight and sexy outfit today, waiting for Qiao Weidong to come home to do her business.

But he didn't come no matter how long I waited. He didn't answer my calls and didn't reply to my text messages. I sat on the sofa watching TV in anger and fell asleep before I knew it.

I rushed over here after receiving Chen Jinnian's call just now, and even forgot to change my clothes.

Looking at Aunt Xiaomeng's actions, he actually wanted to say: Stop pulling, if you pull any further the northern hemisphere and the little strawberry will leak out.

But after thinking about it, he didn't feel comfortable saying it, so he just handed her the coat at hand. This was the coat Su Ying asked him to wear when he rode his electric bike to school early in the morning.

"Aunt Xiaomeng, have you seen my dad?" Chen Jinnian quickly changed the subject.

Xiao Meng put on the coat to cover her upper body. Although the size of the clothes was relatively large, it only covered a part of her thighs, and the rest was exposed to the air. She looked so pure and sexy.

"I just parked the car and saw your dad coming in. He should be coming up soon."

Xiao Meng said with a blushing face that a youthful and handsome guy like Chen Jinnian was very attractive to an old lady like her, not to mention that she had just been seen exposing herself.

"Son, son, Jinnian." Fortunately, Chen Ming arrived in time to break the awkwardness. Seeing Chen Jinnian waving, he walked over.

But the first thing he said when he came over was, "Wow, this old Joe has a good alcohol tolerance. He can drink so much."

The son had called earlier and said he was going to have dinner with Uncle Qiao, so the couple didn't take it seriously.

But look at it, it’s not just a simple meal, but his son’s face is also blushing.

"Son, how much have you drunk?" Chen Ming asked.

Chen Jinnian thought about it carefully and said hesitantly, "Um, I'm not sure. We've been drinking for more than four hours. At the beginning, each of us drank half a catty of white wine, and then we kept drinking beer. It's probably half and half."

Chen Ming looked at his son, then at Qiao Weidong who was lying on the ground. He couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it. Qiao Weidong really couldn't drink so much by himself, and he would die if he drank too much.

And even according to his son's statement, half of it was still a lot, so he quickly said: "Let's leave the hospital first and see how you two can drink so much."

After saying that, he wanted to help Qiao Weidong up, but he couldn't move him. He said awkwardly, "Old Qiao has gained weight again. Why is he so heavy?"

"Dad, let me help you." Chen Jinnian stood up and felt a little dizzy. He became much more awake after shaking his head.

"Don't be so stubborn. You drank a lot too." Chen Ming said with some concern.

Chen Jinnian walked over, put his arm around Qiao Weidong's shoulders, and pulled him up. Chen Ming quickly supported the other side. The father and son took a long time to carry him to the parking lot and stuff him into the back seat of the car.

"I'm so tired. Old Joe is heavier than a pig. I'm going to make fun of him when he wakes up." Chen Ming put his hands on his hips and panted.

On the other side, Chen Jinnian was also sweating profusely. It seemed that this trip of lifting had sobered him up.

The old saying goes that something is dead heavy, and this statement is definitely true. It is really difficult for others to carry an unconscious person.

Xiao Meng took Lao Qiao's cell phone and purse, paid the bill and hurried downstairs, wearing a shirt that was obviously ill-fitting.

Chen Ming, who was standing there resting, looked at her clothes. The more he looked, the more familiar they looked, as if he had seen them somewhere.

"Dad, drive quickly and take Uncle Qiao to the hospital. When you're done, go home and take a shower. You feel so sticky all over your body." Chen Jinnian kept urging him. He just wanted to sleep now.

"Okay, let's go now." Chen Ming didn't have time to think too much and quickly got in the car and rushed to the hospital.

After going to the hospital for emergency examination, the doctor said that Qiao Weidong was suffering from alcohol poisoning, but it was not very serious and he would be fine after he woke up.

However, Xiao Meng was very worried and finally decided to give Qiao Weidong an IV.

When the doctor on duty heard that Chen Jinnian had drunk almost the same amount of alcohol, he was surprised and insisted on having a blood test to see the blood alcohol concentration.

However, Chen Jinnian refused to agree and threatened that if he continued to make trouble, he would not be able to sleep tonight.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Meng, the father and son left in a hurry.