Fisherman

Hu San'er really brought a jug of wine.

The three of them sat around a small table. There were no elders in the family, and they didn't care much about it. They started eating as soon as they sat down.With wine, people talk more.

"Don't tell me, Zhao Qian, your skills are really good." Hu San'er stretched out his chopsticks frequently.

Zhao Qian took a sip of wine, the drink was not strong enough to get drunk, and it was just right to order: "It's okay."

The two were clinking glasses, while Brother Zhou was eating fish with his head buried.

Zhao Qian took out another cup and put it in front of Brother Zhou: "Do you want to drink?"

Brother Zhou looked at him blankly: "I don't need it."

"It's okay, it's okay to drink less." Zhao Qian still poured him a glass.

Hu San'er's face was stained with a thin layer of red, and he smiled: "When spring comes next year, I will also ask a matchmaker to tell me about the marriage."

Brother Zhou was very thoughtful, he heard that it was Hu Saner who was teasing the two of them, he was a little embarrassed, took a couple of sips from his wine glass to cover up his bewilderment.

Zhao Qian laughed: "Look, isn't this drinkable!"

Hu San'er also laughed, and the two of them were happier after eating, and they took Zhou Ge'er to drink a few more glasses on the way.

After dinner, Hu San'er was ready to go back, Zhao Qian packed a basket of seafood and brought it to him: "Take it home and eat."

"Where can I eat and bring it!" Hu San'er blushed from drinking, but he was not drunk.

Zhao Qian shoved the basket into his hand: "You are welcome, just take it if you want, some kelp is not worth much."

After several evasions, Hu San'er accepted it.

Only then did Zhao Qian have a smile on his face. After sending people away, he went into the room, where Brother Zhou was burying his head on the table.

"Shaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

Brother Zhou muttered, his voice was a bit sticky: "I want to sleep."

"If you want to sleep, go to sleep in the house." Zhao Qian walked over, trying to wake him up, but Brother Zhou raised his head suddenly.

He raised his eyebrows, in order not to let his eyelids droop, and looked at Zhao Qian in a daze: "But I haven't washed the dishes or washed up yet."

Zhao Qian touched his forehead, and looked at his face carefully with his arms around his waist. There was a faint layer of red on the wheat-colored skin. Just now and Hu San'er were eating and drinking without paying attention, and then he suddenly realized: " Are you drunk?"

"No." Zhou Ge'er's eyes were unclear.

Zhao Qian sighed, and picked him up from the table, he was not drunk or something, he was limply leaning against his body like a boneless sea fish: "You can get drunk with three glasses of water and wine. It’s too young, haven’t you ever drank alcohol before?”

"No."

"Okay, you sit here first, I'll scoop up water and wash your face." Zhao Qian let him sit on the chair helplessly, and then went to the stove to fetch water. The water, due to the sparks in the stove, is already scalding people at this time.

He scooped up two ladles of water and brought them over. Brother Zhou sat obediently on the chair, but he wasn't drunk or crazy, so he twisted the veil and wiped his face.

When wiping his hands, he was about to roll up his sleeves, and just turned them up, Zhou Geer retracted his hands like an electric shock, and put his back behind him.

"Don't wash it?" Zhao Qian didn't know what kind of temper he was having, and looked at the drunk young man with a handkerchief.

Brother Zhou shook his head.

"If you don't wash, you can't sleep!" Zhao Qian pointed at his face with fake anger: "Be good, take out your hand."

Brother Zhou looked at him, and after a while he passed his hand slowly, Zhao Qian raised the corner of his mouth: "That's right."

He rolled up his sleeves again, but his brows were tightened. There were many blue and gray marks on Brother Zhou's arms, large and small, all over the area below the wrists. Some were relatively old, and some looked very young. shocking.

"What's going on?" He tightly grabbed Brother Zhou's hand that was habitually trying to retract.

Brother Zhou blinked his confused eyes: "It's okay."

Zhao Qianxin seemed to have been pulled. If it hadn't been for the severe beating, how could he have so many injuries on his body?

Silently, he gently wiped his arms, and those hands covered with calluses, not at all like what he should have at this age,

Pour the rest of the lukewarm water into the bucket, take off his shoe, let him put the good foot in, and check the wounded foot for further bleeding.

I always ran around carelessly, but fortunately I paid attention to walking, and the wound did not open again.

After tossing and tossing for a while, the washing was finally finished, and the boy had already planted his head on his shoulder.He hugged the person by the waist, but he didn't expect that the person was much lighter than he imagined.

He put the person on the bed in the back room, and then spread the quilt on the floor. Unexpectedly, Brother Zhou woke up as soon as he touched the bed. He sat up straight, and his voice was not as cold as usual, but soft and coquettish: "Zhao Brother, can I sleep with you?"

Zhao Qian lay on the ground and lifted the quilt, his movements froze. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but look up at Brother Zhou. This was the first time he heard Brother Zhou make a request. No matter how you say it, she always hides herself, but she is much cuter when she is drunk.

"You want to sleep with me?"

"Ah."

He had some troubles: "But the bed is too small to fit two people, so let's all sleep on the floor."

Brother Zhou kept his voice muffled, his eyes darkened, Zhao Qian thought he agreed and went to hug the quilt on the bed, but he didn't expect that after a while he said aggrievedly: "I haven't slept on the bed yet."

Zhao Qian patted the young man's head distressedly. Before letting him sleep on the floor, he hadn't considered carefully. Now he couldn't help but feel guilty: "Success! Tonight you will sleep on the bed, and I will sleep on the floor!"

"But I want to sleep in bed with you."

Brother Zhao scratched his hair, he didn't know what to do with the boy who looked at him pitifully.After a fierce ideological struggle, he still compromised: "Okay, you sleep inside, so as not to fall at night."

Hearing what he said, the drunk young man laughed, hugged his waist, and muttered: "Brother Zhao, you are so kind."

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, he found that Brother Zhou still had two dimples when he laughed, which was completely different from his usual appearance!

"Then you go to bed quickly!"

"Oh." Brother Zhou responded, let him go, and fell on the bed.

He stood on the edge of the bed with his hips thrust forward and pestered for a while before going out of the room to clean up the mess on the table.

After washing the dishes, he felt tired all over his body. Brother Zhou did all these trivial housework before. It looked easy, but he didn't expect it to take so much effort. After closing the doors and windows, he returned to the back room.

Brother Zhou had already fallen asleep, he huddled in the corner of the wall, the quilt was not covered, he straightened the corner of the quilt, covered him lightly, and then lay down on the bed himself.

It was indeed a bit crowded for two people to sleep, but fortunately Brother Zhou slept honestly and didn't kick back and forth.But he still couldn't sleep, not to mention that he had never slept in the same bed with others, and he had to be cautious, afraid that he would turn over and bump into Brother Zhou's injured foot.

He was lying on his back looking at the dark room, not knowing how to fall asleep, and was trying to close his eyes to force him to fall asleep, when Geer Zhou suddenly turned over, the boy's face was facing his neck, and the two were separated It was too close, and the smooth and warm breath was blowing on his neck.

The young man's thin body, when the pretended indifference was removed, he relied on him trustingly... He always felt a strange feeling in his heart, which he couldn't explain clearly, which made him feel uncomfortable. After a long time, he actually There is an urge to hug Brother Zhou!

In the quiet night, a crisp applause suddenly sounded... It was agreed that he would only treat him like a younger brother!