General, cut off your sleeves!

Zou Jinyuan sent him to the General's Mansion, turned around and left without going in, Mo Wanqing didn't tell him to go in and sit down, after all, he was also a guest.

In the evening, a servant came to ask Mo Wanqing if he wanted to have dinner in the hall, but he didn't go, he just asked someone to bring him a meal.For things like eating, the wife and children must be together. Now he can avoid the general's wife if he can, so as not to be choked again.

After eating, I took the knife and went to the yard to practice for a while, and when it was completely dark, I went back to the house to review what I learned today, and review tomorrow's by the way.The opportunity to learn is rare and he never wastes it.

However, as soon as the book was opened, there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I was not surprised to see Zou Jinchu.

"You didn't go to the hall to eat, I brought you some food."

Mo Wanqing looked at the food box in his hand, and actually wanted to tell him that he didn't have to run over by himself, like a servant.But seeing that he smelt of alcohol, I thought maybe I should talk to him about something, so I let him in.

The general put the food box on the table, feeling that the room was dark, so he ran to light two more candles, and muttered: "There is no shortage of money for this candle."

Seeing that he was chattering like an old lady, Mo Wanqing knew that he was drinking too much, so he ignored him, and opened the food box to see, yes, the food is not bad.A plate of stir-fried pork slices, a small bowl of chicken soup and a cold side dish.

The biggest surprise was the small bottle of wine placed at the bottom of the food box. I uncorked the bottle and sniffed it. I only thought it smelled good, but I didn't drink it right away.

Over there, Zou Jinchu swayed back to the table after babbling, and looked at Mo Wanqing with his head tilted.

"I heard that you went out today? With the second brother?"

Mo Wanqing nodded, found two pairs of chopsticks and two wine cups, handed him a pair, and watched him take it in a dazed way.

"Why do you drink so much?"

"Well...I can't drink enough by myself, so I came here to ask you to drink."

Mo Wanqing saw that the child was really drunk, just now he was standing upright outside, but unexpectedly he was crooked when he entered the room.Thinking of this, no matter how greedy the wine worm is, he would not dare to drink too much, because he drank a lot during the day.

The last time he got drunk was still fresh in his memory, no matter how much he liked to drink, he didn't dare to mess around, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable.

But Zou Jinchu picked up the wine cup and started to drink. Seeing that the wine in the bottle was getting less and less, he looked at a certain drunkard confusedly, wondering if it was really for him.

After drinking for a while, Zou Jinchu hiccupped. Alcohol made his reaction a little slow. It seemed funny to be slow, but Mo Wanqing knew that he must have something on his mind, otherwise he wouldn't get drunk easily with his self-discipline.

When a friend has something on his mind, there is no need to force him to speak out. He will naturally say it when he wants to. He just needs to be with him.

The atmosphere of silence was a bit stagnant, Mo Wanqing ate some food, drank a small glass of wine and ignored him, looking for a book and squatting under the light to read.He is still very interested in the culture here, and he likes to read even some interesting stories.

"Wanqing is so hardworking. I think back when I was studying, I was almost exposed to the roof tiles, but was... picked up by my father and beat me up."

Glancing at him, he said lightly, "That's you, I worked really hard when I was studying."

"Hahaha, you've only been reading for a few days and you're talking about reading time?"

Mo Wanqing was noncommittal, her eyes were fixed on the page without raising her head.He knew he had slipped his tongue, but a drunk would never take his words seriously.Sure enough, after making a fuss over there for a while, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

After a while, he had read almost all his books, and when he looked up, he was still asleep.Walked over and patted it suddenly, "Get up! Go back to sleep!"

His bed is not big, so it is just right for him to sleep alone, but it must be very crowded for two grown men to sleep.Besides, how troublesome drunk people are, he can count them.

It took two or three shots in a row before he got up in a daze. His child-like innocent expression made it hard to get angry with him, and he was very obedient, telling him to get up and walk when he went back. Before leaving, he even said goodbye to Mo Wanqing.

After the wooden door was closed again, Mo Wanqing wanted to sigh inexplicably, this is really an inexplicable visit...

Not long after Zou Jinchuhuang returned to the study and lay down, he heard someone report, saying, "Madam is here."

He let people in with a wave of his hand. Every year at this time, his wife would come to see him, and he was used to it.

"Master drank too much again, I brought you hangover soup, drink it while it's hot, so as not to wake up tomorrow with a headache." Her response was a soft hum with no clear meaning, and she was a little surprised.Although the master would drink alcohol in previous years, he would not drink so much.

A pair of well-maintained hands caressed his sore forehead, Zou Jinchu sighed softly, and said vaguely "Thank you".Those hands stopped, and then said in a slightly bitter voice: "You are still so polite."

Even when her husband was unconscious, she would still be courteous to her, so I can only say that she really failed.Nearly ten years of caring for each other can't be exchanged for a word of intimacy, so how can she not feel sad.

"Husband...what is wrong with me to make you... so alienated?"

No one responded, only the soft sobbing of the woman in the room.This is a puzzle that she will never be able to understand. Apart from smiling at her at the beginning, her husband became more and more alienated later on.

Respect is added, but intimacy is not.These years they say they are husband and wife, but they actually get along better than ordinary friends.How could she accept this, she admitted that she was not at fault, and she even took the initiative to step forward to break this awkward relationship.

But whenever she stepped forward, Zou Jinchu would back away until the two returned to the safest distance.

Just like today, if he didn't drink too much, he wouldn't be allowed to come forward to serve at all.They will not live together like ordinary couples, but eat separately, and only eat with the whole family during festivals.

This is undoubtedly a very embarrassing face to her, the head of the house, and it also makes the general's wife who claims to be a superior housekeeper feel sad. No matter how good the accounts are in such a mansion, it is still cold.

But all this is completely different when the monster Mo Wanqing comes, the husband will go to sit with him every day no matter whether he is busy or not, for him he will not hesitate to offend Jinshang and beat her mother's family to death!

"He must be a monster, a monster who is specially here to harm you and everyone!"

With obsession to the bone and hatred deeply rooted, the Song family completely passed on the hatred to Mo Wanqing.In fact, if it wasn't for Song Qian's misbehavior, how could there be a catastrophe?

If you don't care about what you deserve, and just put the blame on others, you can only say that people's hearts are biased, and it will be unreasonable anyway.

Mrs. Song wiped away her tears, she didn't come here just to deliver hangover soup.

"Come here, help the general to bed, it's too cold to sleep here."

Immediately, two servants came in and put Zou Jinchu on the bed, and at this time, Mrs. Song let them down again.The two servants looked at each other, and one of them was hesitant to remind his wife that the general did not allow female family members to stay in the study at night.

But I didn't want the always gentle wife to ask with a little majesty: "Can't I stay here to serve? The general is so drunk, can there be no one around to serve?"

The boy quickly shook his head, and hurriedly dragged his companion down.It's a joke, not allowing female family members to stay overnight is also aimed at the concubine in the backyard. The wife is a real wife, so it's normal to stay here to serve her husband.If they still stop them, they will definitely be scolded by the madam, and if they are unlucky, they may be thrown out.

A slave can only listen to what the master says, and cannot interfere, let alone try to stop the master. This is the principle of being a slave.After going out, he would of course explain the reasoning to his good brother. At worst, the general would say that he didn't know anything when asked, and the general would not blame him if he wanted to.

The moonlight was like a wash, shining brightly throughout the night.

In the early morning, the maid who was on guard at night was still dozing off at the door, but when there was any movement in the room over there, she woke up immediately.Just when she was about to get up, she heard that there seemed to be a quarrel inside, no matter why the general and his wife were arguing, it was not suitable for her to go in.

Out of curiosity, she raised her ears to eavesdrop...

Mrs. Song, who was only wearing a white tube top, was kneeling on the ground and sobbing, and for the first time, his husband was furious with her, and he didn't feel sorry for her kneeling on the ground in such cool clothes.

"I remember I said that women are not allowed to stay in the study room! Don't tell me you forgot!"

The study room has always been a confidential place, it would be fine if he invited someone in, but yesterday when he was unconscious, this self-assertive woman touched his bed, how angry he was!

He knew that the seemingly gentle Song's methods were a bit sinister, but seeing that she insisted on marrying him who had nothing back then, he has tolerated her until today.

So he has always been wary of the Song family, not to mention that she is still the daughter of the Song family, how can he not be alienated or even guarded against her now that the relationship between him and the Song family has dropped to freezing point.

But he didn't expect to take precautions and let him take advantage of it. What happened last night, he had to thoroughly investigate whether the secrets here had been stolen. He was angry when he thought of the cumbersome investigation process.

"Husband, I, yesterday I came to bring you hangover soup, but you kept pulling me...I just..."

"Okay! This matter is based on the fact that you are a first-time offender and you won't be punished. You won't be an example. Get up."

Zou Jinchu rubbed his temples with a headache. He couldn't completely tear himself apart from the Song family yet. If he could bear it, he had to bear it first. She would not even think about getting closer to the study in the future!

Even when her husband's temper comes and goes quickly, when Song Shi got up from the ground, she still had the aftertaste of being frightened, she didn't dare to say much, and obediently took her clothes and put them on.

She was really anxious last night, relying on years of "love", because Zou Jinchu would not do anything to herself, and although she was not punished in the end, the fire really scared her.

Zou Jinchu, who looked trembling, couldn't stand it any longer, and tried to comfort him: "The study is an important place, and there is no important thing in the future. Don't enter without permission."

He thought he wanted to comfort her, but he didn't want the words to turn into orders and warnings. He couldn't bear to see her trembling, so he didn't teach her any more.

Although Song was frightened, she still remembered that her husband was going to court, so she hurried forward to dress him up.Zou Jinchu couldn't bear to refuse her because of her red eyes, even though he used to wear them himself...