Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 88 In front of Fangyuan
"I informed Fangyuan that he took his children to buy learning materials. He will come later." Qiao Weidong said as he placed the food and wine he bought on the kitchen table.

Zhao Hao responded and said with a smile:

"When I just came back, I happened to see him driving out. I thought he was taking his children to take extra art classes."

While he was talking, he deliberately moved the food and wine on the small table to the dining table next to the kitchen.

After the two of them prepared everything, they sat on the sofa chatting and waiting for Fangyuan.

"After leaving your house today, I called Song Qian, hoping to ease the relationship between us and at least stop quarreling.

But who knew that she still had a bad attitude toward me, and even said that she was dating a handsome guy, which was clearly to make me angry. Qiao Weidong said angrily.

He still refused to believe it, and he still refused to believe the fact that Song Qian was dating a handsome guy.

As the person who held Song Qian at that time, Zhao Hao could only admit silently in his heart that he was the handsome guy Song Qian said.

"Xiao Zhao, when you let Song Qian hang out, did you find out that she was connected with any handsome guy?" Qiao Weidong asked worriedly.

"Sister Song and I have no contact except when we pay the rent or when there are problems with the house that need to be solved. At other times, we have no contact.

Private matters like having a boyfriend are something a tenant like me can know about. "Zhao Hao looked at Qiao Weidong very seriously and replied.

"Yes, it was me who was abrupt." Qiao Weidong leaned weakly on the sofa and called Fangyuan anxiously, urging him to come over as soon as possible, otherwise he would not wait for him.

About 10 minutes later, Fangyuan came back with a roast duck in his hand.

But when he saw the delicious food and wine on the table, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Qiao Weidong, can't you make it?"

"Oh, these are what I got, and the rest are for Xiao Zhao himself. He just wants to drink today." Qiao Weidong sat down and said.

"Sit down quickly, let's have a drink." Zhao Hao smiled and asked Fang Yuan to sit down, and the three of them raised glasses and drank together.

With the anger in place, the three of them also started a competition at the wine table. The two were in their forties, while Zhao Hao was a poor drinker but good at persuading people to drink.

Under his words of persuasion, Fangyuan and Qiao Weidong were drunk with all kinds of evil.

After drinking, Qiao Weidong began to complain, complaining about his difficulties over the years and complaining that Song Qian refused to give him a chance to start over.

Fangyuan is optimistic. Although he no longer has a stable job, his family is still harmonious and he is not divorced and lonely like Qiao Weidong.

As for Zhao Hao, he watched the two middle-aged men complaining in front of him the whole time, talking about how difficult life was.

Unknowingly, it was already ten o'clock, and the three of them also drank two bottles of wine. However, several overlapping side dishes on the table were put away in advance, and the roast duck on the square belt was also put away without moving.

After having enough wine and food, and talking a lot, Fangyuan was a little concerned about his family, so he took the lead in asking for a breakup.

The three of them stood up and walked out the door. Qiao Weidong was far away from home. Zhao Hao and Fangyuan supported him and took him home personally.

After sending away a burden, Zhao Hao and Fangyuan began to return to their homes.

As soon as the autumn wind blew in front of me, Fang Yuan, who was still talking and laughing like a normal person, suddenly bent over and ran to a green tree and started vomiting wildly.

Zhao Hao frowned and walked forward, patted him on the back, and then handed him some tissues to wipe his mouth.

However, after vomiting, Fang Yuan could no longer stand and walk on his own. He closed his eyes in discomfort, waved his hands and tried to sleep against the tree.

Looking at the nearly 180 kilograms of Fang Yuan, Zhao Haodao refused in his heart.But who asked him to do such a thing now? He could only forcefully pick up Fang Yuan and carry him to his home.

When they arrived at his house, Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er had just fallen asleep. Tong Wenjie opened the door for him in a black nightgown and welcomed her husband in.

"Why are you so drunk?" Tong Wenjie took Fangyuan from Zhao Hao and walked back to the bedroom with him.Zhao Hao explained breathlessly:
"The two of us went to Qiao Weidong, but he started to get sick when he blew the wind. He lay under a tree and vomited for more than ten minutes. He is probably getting better now."

Seeing him panting, Tong Wenjie couldn't bear to say anything more.

At this time, Fang Yifan walked out and saw Zhao Hao sending his drunken father home, so he walked up and said:

"Can you help me?"

"No need. You go back and sleep well. Going to school tomorrow will be the greatest help to your father and me." Tong Wenjie sent him back to the room with a stern face.

At this time, Zhao Hao sat on the corner of the bed to catch his breath, while Tong Wenjie beside him took off his husband's coat and wiped his face with a wet towel.

After working for more than ten minutes, snoring came from the surrounding area, which made Tong Wenjie very tired.

She sat on the desk beside her, looked at Zhao Hao and complained helplessly:

"Don't hang out with my Fangyuan and Qiao Weidong in the future. These two people drink every time they get together. They always come back smelling of alcohol. They're so annoying."

"No wonder you are so skilled at cleaning up." Zhao Hao teased with a smile.

"I hate it, you still make fun of me?" Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes at him angrily and said.

Zhao Hao stood up with a smile. He was so tipsy that he almost lost his balance. Fortunately, Tong Wenjie had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him up, otherwise he would definitely fall down.

"Are you okay? How about I take you back?" Tong Wenjie looked at him and asked with some concern.

"I'm fine. It's only two steps in total. I can go home directly." Zhao Hao patted her little hand and said.

When he spoke, he carefully looked at Fang Yuan lying on the bed.

Tong Wenjie noticed his cautiousness and couldn't help but lie down in front of him with a red face and joked:
"You little rascal, are you afraid of being discovered when you touch my hand?"

"Can you see this?" Zhao Hao smiled awkwardly and admitted readily.

"It's okay. When he's drunk, he can't hear anything at all, and he won't be woken up unless he wakes up by himself the next morning." Tong Wenjie looked at him angrily and said.

"So good, then you will save a lot of trouble." Zhao Hao became more courageous after hearing this, put his arms around her waist, and looked at her with a smirk on his face.

Tong Wenjie obediently did not struggle, but looked at the door that she had closed. She was not worried about Fangyuan waking up, but she was a little worried about the child breaking in.

"It's getting late now. Sister Tong, you should go to bed early. You have to clean up for Fangyuan after a busy day today. It's really heartbreaking to see you blushing and heartbeating from exhaustion." Zhao Hao reached out and stroked the bangs on her forehead. His eyes were full of doting.

"Little rascal, you can make me happy with your mouth." Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes at him and took the initiative to hold him in her arms.

"I'm leaving, you go to bed early." Zhao Hao patted Yuanyuan behind her, then released her waist and prepared to leave.

However, Tong Wenjie grabbed Clinker's arm, and the latter took his hand to the wall.He reached out to turn off the light, and in an instant he couldn't see anything in the house.

"It's not that easy if you just want to pat your butt and leave." Tong Wenjie said with a slight snort.

"What do you want?" In the dark night, Zhao Hao took her into his arms again, as if he had released his instinct.

"Take me downstairs, how about we continue chatting?" Tong Wenjie reached out and held his face.

As she said this, she was about to pull Zhao Hao out of the door. When she reached the door, she found that she couldn't pull him anymore.

"It's pretty good here, what do you think, Sister Tong?" Zhao Hao whispered with a smile.

(End of this chapter)