The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

"Wow, so much wine? Are these all red wine?" Qiao Mingyong saw Zhou Xing carrying such a large box of red wine over.They usually buy a bottle of beer to drink at most, and they have never really drank red wine.

For them, they think that red wine is something rich people drink, and they are really reluctant to spend money to buy such expensive wine.

"They were all sent home by someone else. I'll bring you some to drink by the way. If the car wasn't too small to fit, I would have brought more boxes." Zhou Xing was familiar with several of Qiao Minglang's cousins. A few women talk, he prefers to be with a few cousins.

"No, no, there are too many in this box. Hehe, good brother!" Qiao Mingyong reached out and patted Zhou Xing's shoulder, thinking that his cousin's classmate was really interesting.

Zhou Xing smiled and was talking with the eldest brother.

"Auntie, we have to serve two tables with wine tonight." Qiao Minglang took out a bottle of red wine, but he couldn't understand the English on it, as long as he knew it was wine.Aunt Qiao found it funny again when she heard the boy's words, and replied: "All right, all right, you can do whatever you want, the chickens are caught outside by yourself."

Just after breakfast, a group of people are discussing what to eat for dinner.

It took such a long time for dinner, so everyone discussed to move the meal to noon, so that it would be no problem to eat until evening.

Anyway, there is nothing else to do during the Chinese New Year, and I eat and drink every day.

There are many people in the family, and there are many people eating, but there are also many people working at the same time.In the past, all the boys in the family could eat and eat but could not work. Now after going out for more than a year, they can do all kinds of work.

Aunt Qiao directed several boys in the family to work by herself, those who caught chickens caught chickens, and those who killed chickens killed chickens.There is still mutton at home during the Chinese New Year. How to fry or stew this mutton is not a problem.

There are also a few hardworking women in the family, let alone cooking two tables, it is no problem to cook two more tables.

It took them less than two hours from the beginning to the time when they were ready to eat, and the dishes for the two tables were ready.Several families sat down around the table to have lunch, and their lunch was earlier than usual today.

"I've never tasted red wine in half my life, and today I'm thanks to my little classmate Minglang." Uncle Qiao poured a glass of red wine for the old father, and then poured the wine into his own glass, "Father Drink it and see if it tastes good."

"Okay, let me try it."

Looking at the red wine in the bowl, Grandpa Qiao picked it up and took a look. He took a closer look at the wine, took a sip, and smacked his mouth.

"Abba, what does it taste like?" Uncle Qiao asked his old father what he thought before he drank his own wine.Grandpa Qiao glanced at his son and said, "Try it yourself."

Uncle Qiao took a sip, smacked his mouth, and took another sip.

"I think the taste of this wine is not bad." Qiao Wubo took a sip and thought the taste was quite good, but the old father and big brother didn't seem to like it very much?

After tasting it, the old fathers stopped drinking and drank their Erguotou instead.

Young people are more receptive to new things, and my cousins ​​are more receptive to drinking red wine.Zhou Xing poured a glass of red wine for the young man and said, "Drink and see, the alcohol is not very strong."

Looking at the red grape juice in the glass, it was the first time Qiao Minglang had seen this kind of wine, so he got closer to smell it, and asked Zhou Xingdao, "Is this wine made from fruit?"

"Well, yes." Zhou Xing picked up the wine glass and clinked it with the young man, encouraging him to take a sip and have a look.

Qiao Minglang took a sip cautiously. At first he felt that the taste was not familiar, but after taking two more sips slowly, he felt that the taste of the wine seemed to be good.

A group of people killed half a case of red wine. The alcohol content of the red wine was not high, but it couldn't withstand the stamina, so in the end, the group of cousins ​​were all knocked down one by one.

Only Zhou Xing was used to drinking red wine, and he didn't drink that much. He was the only one in the group who wasn't drunk.He looked at the boy who was sitting blankly, he looked a bit drunk?He called out, "Qingming?"

"Huh?" Hearing someone calling him, Qiao Minglang looked up at that person.

The drunk young man was very obedient, so he sat in his seat honestly. If it wasn't for the dull eyes in his eyes, Zhou Xing wouldn't even know that he was drunk.

But a drunk daughter-in-law is cute, right?

After a few cousins ​​got drunk, they all went to find a place to sleep. The sofa in the living room was occupied, and those who couldn't find a place on the sofa went back to the house to find a bed.

The adults and children in the family had already finished eating, drinking tea and eating melon seeds in the inner room, only the children in the family were still drinking outside.

Hearing the sudden silence outside, Mrs. Qiao felt a little strange. She often went outside to take a look. She saw several people lying in the living room in disorder. So..."

"Ma'am, Minglang is drunk, I'll take Minglang home first." Zhou Xing dragged the young man onto his back and lifted him up.

"Okay, you send him back first." Mrs. Qiao replied.

Qiao Xiaohui took her younger siblings to play in the house. When she heard that her brother was drunk, she came out.

Seeing the little girl, Zhou Xing said: "Your brother is drunk, I'll take him back first, you guys play here for a while."

"Oh, good." Qiao Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, but she still hadn't reacted.

Seeing her brother being carried away, the little girl realized belatedly, is her brother drunk?

"It's okay, your brother is just drunk, just go back to sleep. You take your younger brothers and sisters to play here for a while before you go back, and go back after dinner." Aunt Qiao thought that the little niece was worried Brother, I also comforted me.

Qiao Xiaohui replied "Okay", thinking that taking a group of younger siblings back would cause trouble for the eldest brother, so she decided to stay at the aunt's house to play for a while, and help the aunt clean up the tables outside before going home.

"Come here, two people to help carry people, the people outside are all drunk." Aunt Qiao went into the house and called the men at home to come out to help, and carried the drunk boys into the house Sleep, so as not to fall asleep outside and catch a cold.

Uncle Qiao thought the women at home were joking, but when he came out to take a look, he saw a few people lying in disorder outside, and laughed.

Fortunately, these boys were drunk, not so drunk that they were completely unconscious. The brothers helped and got a group of boys into the house to sleep.

***

Pushing open the door and entering the room, Zhou Xing put the boy on his back on the bed.

As soon as the boy was put on the bed, he turned over and buried his face in the quilt. The clothes on his body were pulled away by him, revealing a small half of his white and tender waist.Zhou Xing's eyes fell on the young man's exposed waist, and his eyes deepened.

Turning his head and glanced at the door that was still open, he turned around and closed the door.

"Mingming?" Seeing the young man lying down in the same position as before, Zhou Xing sat on the bed, leaned into the young man's ear and called his name. I touched it.

As soon as his hand touched it, the boy's body trembled slightly, and he knew that this was where the boy was sensitive.

The two of them have been in the same bed together for so long, it must be impossible to say nothing.But the two of them never made it to the last step. Zhou Xing was reluctant to part with his boy, and had been patient and kept the promise between them.

But keeping the promise doesn't mean it's impossible to get some sweetness first, doesn't it?

"Huh?" Qiao Minglang wasn't completely drunk. In his previous life, he had a pretty good capacity for alcohol. Not to mention that he wouldn't get drunk after a thousand drinks, but he would definitely be fine if he drank a catty and a half catty of wine.It's just that this body is still too immature, so he rarely touches alcohol.

If it wasn't for everyone drinking together today, I drank a little more wine when I was happy, but I didn't expect to get myself drunk.

Didn't this person say that this wine has no alcohol?

"Don't touch it, it's itchy..." He stretched out his hand to grab the hand behind him that was groping, turned his head, and looked at this person with accusing eyes.

"Bright, baby." Facing the boy's misty eyes, it was the first time the boy spoke to him with such eyes and tone. The drunk boy looked like a drunk kitten. , withdrew his claws, so well-behaved that people... want to bully him severely.

Seeing the young man drunk, Zhou Xing felt that his heart was completely soft, so he leaned over and kissed the young man on the mouth.

When the lips of the two touched, Qiao Minglang subconsciously refused, "No..." He didn't forget where they were now.

"Don't be afraid, I've closed the door." Zhou Xing knew what the boy was worried about, and grabbed the back of the boy's head with one hand, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up a little, he rubbed his lips against the boy's lips, feeling the boy's suppleness, he slowly deepened the warmth.

It was cold and windy outside, but it was warm inside, and the temperature continued to rise.

"Bang bang bang—brother—"

Until a knock on the door outside woke up the two people in the room.

Qiao Mingcheng ran back from his aunt's house, stood outside and patted on the door, shouting "Brother..."

Feeling the body trembling in his arms, Zhou Xing touched the boy's back, comforted him, and said to the boy, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. You sleep with your eyes closed, and I'll tell him you're asleep."

Zhou Xing stood up from the bed, pulled the quilt to cover the boy's body, tidied his clothes, and walked to the door to open it after seeing nothing wrong.

"Keep your voice down, your brother is asleep."

"Oh, is my brother asleep?"

"Fell asleep……"

"Let's go out and talk if we have anything to say."

"..."

Lying on the bed, Qiao Minglang heard voices, and then heard the sound of closing the door and the sound of footsteps leaving. His tense nerves slowly relaxed, and the drowsiness that had disappeared just now returned, and he closed his eyes. Eye.

When Zhou Xing coaxed the child away, when he came back, he saw that the boy on the bed was already asleep.

Stretching out his hand to touch the boy's face, and tucking him in the quilt, Zhou Xing stopped staying in the house and went outside...