my little sir

Chapter 39 Mr. Drunk

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very relaxed, and the two simply chatted about some interesting things about their previous school.

"I remember that you were good at painting in the past, and I thought you would develop in this area in the future." Zhou Changyuan used serving chopsticks to pick up some dishes for Fang Yimin, and sighed with a smile, "I never thought you would open a dessert shop."

Fang Yimin said, "I never thought that you would become a policeman."

Zhou Changyuan laughed again: "Didn't I study physical education before? I used to have good physical fitness. When I was a child, I wanted to join the army and serve my motherland. It happened at that time that I saw the news that the police academy was recruiting students, and then I resolutely applied for the exam." .”

Halfway through dinner, Fang Yimin's phone rang.He glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone silently.

"Hey."

"Yimin, are you off work?"

Fang Yimin glanced at Zhou Changyuan who was opposite, and replied: "I'm off work, I'm having dinner with my friends."

There was a pause for a few seconds, and he asked, "Do you need me to pick you up?"

Fang Yimin refused, "No need, I drove here today."

"Okay." There was no emotional ups and downs over there, and he hung up the phone with a "beep".

Fang Yimin put the phone back into his pocket with a flustered expression, and continued to eat.Instead, Zhou Changyuan asked, "Are you still busy? I didn't waste your time, did I?"

"It's okay, it's just an irrelevant phone call." Fang Yimin smiled, and changed the subject again, "Actually, we haven't seen each other for nine years, right?"

"Not nine years, eight and a half years." Zhou Changyuan almost blurted out, as if he realized that his answer was too firm and precise, and said, "I also followed you later, after all, you are so good, even if you don't deliberately pay attention, you will still see About some of your interviews and reports."

"Oh, yes."

"I remember seeing one of your works once, which was sold for a high price. I didn't understand those paintings of abstract art or other schools, but your painting, I think it is very beautiful. "

But Fang Yimin didn't remember much, he just said with an official polite smile: "Maybe I painted a lot before, so I can't remember which painting you are talking about."

Zhou Changyuan recalled: "Although I don't understand, I remember that it was a tree, a tree standing in the deep sea. It was covered with thick dark clouds, covering the sun, but there was a ray of light piercing through the clouds. on that tree."

Fang Yimin really didn't remember it, but it sounded very ordinary.

"There are many professional terms put together in the article on appreciating beautiful pictures, but I still have a deep understanding of some of them. I said that the light and shadow of your painting are beautifully handled, and the colors are amazing. So after so long, I I still remember that painting clearly."

Fang Yimin felt that he was really good enough to draw such artistically attractive works, although he still had no impression.

"I remember now." Zhou Changyuan patted his thigh and said, "I just said why your store name is so familiar, and the name of your painting is also called 'First Encounter'."

Fang Yimin was a little surprised, did he have any obsession with "first encounter"?But he couldn't remember the painting, so he smiled and took the topic away.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we got home. Fang Yimin originally thought that Wen Qiling had already rested, but he didn't expect that the other party hadn't come back yet, so he must have been caught by something temporarily.

Just after taking a shower, before I could get into the warm bed, I heard a loud noise from below.

"Boss Wen drank some wine today, go get a cup of hot water first, and then get some water." The voice was very familiar, it was Liu Sina.

The person who looks like a mistress has stepped into the room.

Fang Yimin folded his arms and sighed, he was a little tired and really didn't want to go down to defend his sovereignty.

He didn't want to, but someone had already actively helped him defend his sovereignty, and that person was Uncle Zhao.

"Assistant Liu, just leave it to me, Mr. Xiao will take care of it. It's been a hard day today, so go back first."

Liu Sina did not regard herself as an outsider: "Mr. Fang should be resting, I'll be fine, Uncle Zhao, please go get some hot water."

Uncle Zhao was silent for a few seconds, as if it was not easy to refuse, he compromised: "I'll ask the people below to fetch water."

Fang Yimin thought, should he pretend to be asleep first, so that he can catch a traitor and divorce later.But there was a knock on the door, and he lay on the bed for a while, when Uncle Zhao's voice came from outside.

"Mr. Xiao, you haven't slept yet. Mr. is back. Mr. Xiao? Mr. Xiao?"

"I'm asleep." Fang Yimin pretended to be woken up, and said in a warm voice, "He will be back when he comes back."

But Uncle Zhao insisted: "Little Mister, you'd better get up and have a look, Mister is too drunk."

Uncle Zhao is really like Yang Suhua who woke him up when he was a child. His voice is not high, but he will keep ringing in his ears persistently.

Fang Yimin let out a heavy breath, gritted his teeth, got up and opened the door.

Uncle Zhao showed a reassuring look on his face, but the look was fleeting, and he immediately hid it, and stretched out his hand to guide Fang Yimin downstairs.

Wen Qiling did drink a lot, but he was still conscious. He felt that someone wiped his face with a warm towel, and grabbed that person's wrist.

When she opened her eyes and saw that it was Liu Sina, she let go of her hand again and said vaguely, "You...why are you here?"

"Mr. Wen, you drank too much, so I sent you back. It's so late, and I'm afraid you won't be taken care of, so I'll scrub your face first." Liu Sina spoke softly, her eyes full of affection.

"Ahem." Zhao Shuqing coughed, interrupting this lingering and ambiguous scene.

Liu Sina stood up in a panic, glanced at Fang Yimin, showing a guilty look, and greeted with a stiff smile, "Mr. Fang."

After a pause, she explained again: "Boss Wen drank too much, and I helped take care of it."

This acting is so fake, if not for the redundant explanation later, Fang Yimin probably wouldn't be able to tell whether the other party revealed his true feelings on purpose or accidentally.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work." Fang Yimin smiled calmly, "It's getting late, leave him to me."

Liu Sina put down the towel in her hand, and said with concern: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Wen doesn't like to drink honey water when he's drunk, he only likes to drink tea, but drinking tea at night is not very good. Mr. Fang, don't let Mr. Wen too much. good."

Fang Yimin spent all his time admiring Liu Sina's performance, and didn't notice any taste or displeasure.

"Assistant Liu is worrying too much. Mr. Xiao knows your preferences better than anyone else, so there is no need to repeat them one by one." Uncle Zhao spoke first, with a polite and gentle smile on his face, "Assistant Liu is so dedicated, I I will definitely pass it on to Mr.

Uncle Zhao is indeed an old fox, he speaks more artistically than himself.

Liu Sina quickly said, "I'm just taking care of Mr. Wen and I'm used to taking care of him. It's just an occupational disease. It's really abrupt."

"It's okay." Fang Yimin waved his hand with a smile, "If Assistant Liu is worried, why not stay here today, and I will ask Uncle Zhao to clean up the guest room."

There was some surprise in Liu Sina's eyes, and she couldn't figure out what the other party was doing. Then she calmed down and refused with a smile: "No need for Mr. Fang, then I'll go back first."

During the whole process, Wen Qiling lay on the sofa, squinting her dark eyes, staring at Fang Yimin for a moment.

Uncle Zhao nodded and said to send Assistant Liu out, but he never came back.Fang Yimin and Wen Qiling were left staring wide-eyed.

Fang Yimin was only wearing a set of pure cotton plaid pajamas. He rubbed his arms and asked the person on the sofa, "Hey, are you drunk?"

"No." Wen Qiling frowned, his words were not credible at all.

"Okay, you go in and wash up and sleep, I'll go upstairs first." Fang Yimin turned around and wanted to leave, but the other party called him to stop him.

"stop."

Fang Yimin turned around displeased: "Why?"

"Help me." Wen Qiling stretched out a hand as he spoke, with a haughty expression, like a lion with its chin raised high and looking down on all living beings.

What a crime he did!

Fang Yimin really doesn't want to care about the drunk, thinking that the other party has been his mother's cash machine for so long, so he should help with this.

Fang Yimin walked over to hold Wen Qiling's hand, and pulled it hard, but the other party didn't move at all.He couldn't help complaining: "You should try harder yourself!"

Wen Qiling still looked at each other like that, with the same superior expression: "It's you...you can't..."

"Who the hell are you saying can't do it!" Fang Yimin twisted Wen Qiling's face angrily, "Quickly get up for me!"

Wen Qiling's eyes were full of surprise, it wasn't Fang Yimin's actions that surprised him, but Mr. Xiao's swearing.In the impression of his chaotic brain, Mr. Xiao is still as gentle and soft as before, always gentle, and rarely even speaks loudly.

Not only did he speak harshly to himself just now, but he also swears.

The more Wen Qiling thought about it, the more he felt wronged. Why did his little teacher change?How can you treat yourself like this?Why don't you love yourself as passionately as before?

Seeing Wen Qiling's expression of being extremely wronged suddenly, Fang Yimin was at a loss for a while, and quickly let go of the hand that was pinching his face.

"Hey, hey, I didn't pinch you, so you won't cry, right?"

"Who said... who said I was crying... I was just, just sad..."

Seeing that the other party couldn't speak well, Fang Yimin thought about his rivalry with the drunk, so he simply coaxed him: "Okay, you get up first, and I'll drag you up to rest, okay?"

Wen Qiling blinked her eyes, seeing that the other party's attitude softened, she nodded accordingly.

It took some effort, and finally got the person upstairs. Fang Yimin took a breath, and was about to get some hot water to scrub him, but Wen Qiling refused to let go.

"Boss, don't make trouble, it's all over now, I'm sleepy now, and my temper won't be too good."

After hearing this, Wen Qiling blinked again, then simply pulled the person over forcefully, and then pushed Fang Yimin into the sofa.

"I'll go, Wen Qiling, what are you drinking like crazy!" Fang Yimin's wrist was crushed above his head, and his arm was almost broken.

Wen Qiling's eyes lit up a little, and he said, "I'm not...the boss..."

"What the hell?" Fang Yimin didn't hear clearly, until the other party repeated it again, and then realized that he was caressing about what he called him just now.

"Mr. Wen, we have something to say, let go first, and then get off me."

"No." Refusing concisely, Wen Qiling fixed her eyes on Fang Yimin.

[The author has something to say: Mr. Xiao: I want to sleep, but I don't want to care about Wen Qiling!

Uncle Zhao: No, Mr. Xiao, you want to take care of it. 】

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