The two stupid sons finally drank beer, but each was limited to two glasses.
In the words of Song's father, those who have never drunk drink first.
Song An nodded, very obediently.
Song Zhe lowered his head. In fact, he had already drank at Zhao's house. Although he was not yet 18, he still had necessary social activities. He took a sip of the beer in the glass. It was very strong, and the concentrated carbon dioxide exploded in his mouth. It squirted all the way down the throat, and the slightly cold liquid boiled in the stomach, but a puff of air came out of the nose.
Compared with those expensive brandy and red wines, the taste was really not that good, but his heart was extremely stable and slightly sweet.
"Boy, drink slowly. This is what you and I got in exchange for two slaps on the soles of my shoes. You must cherish it." Song Shi reminded him when he saw that the cheap son's cheeks were slightly red after he had just found him.
kindness.
His parents immediately gave him a blank look.
Father Song stretched out his chopsticks for the braised pork and glanced at him lightly, "Boy, if you don't know how to speak, stop talking. What's wrong with the soles of your shoes? How many people at your age can receive care from an old father? Yeah, you have to cherish it." He turned around and looked at Song Zhe with a loving look on his face, "Although beer is not intoxicating, don't drink too much, you are still young."
"I see."
Song Shi curled his lips and changed his face so quickly, so is this the legendary intergenerational marriage? It is obvious that the original dregs of his body are his biological son, but looking at the entire growth process, no, until now, what he got is still the sole of his shoe .
The difference is so obvious.
He was so angry that he drank a glass of beer as soon as he raised his head.
Cool!
After the meal, Song's mother and Wang Min cleared the table.
The four men in the family moved to the living room to continue the conversation between men.
Song Shi asked about Song An's situation at school, and sipped the grapes one after another with satisfaction. Song's father looked at him several times and moved his fingers a few times. Considering that he also wanted to save some face for his son and grandson, he still restrained himself. He held his itchy palms and turned his face away.
Come out of sight.
It’s too bad to have a son like this!
"The classmates are very nice, and the teacher takes good care of me. After class, I go to the library besides the cafeteria."
"Very good." He took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, "I will personally send you to school in two days."
Song An just wanted to refuse, but thought of something and subconsciously looked to the side.
Song Zhe lowered his eyes.
It was the first time he came to this home today. Not only the environment, but also these blood relatives were so strange to him.
He didn't know what to say.
Just silence.
It happened that Song Shi did not need his opinion. As the backbone of the family, the majesty of the head of the family was not compromised. He would do whatever he said.
"It's getting late, let's go wash up and go to bed." Having said all that needed to be said, Father Song returned to the room with his hands behind his back.
"Grandpa, please rest early." Song An said.
"kindness."
Everyone goes back to his own house.
Soon, Father Song came out of the room again. He walked to the guest bedroom door, knocked twice, and said, "Open the door."
The two people who were relatively speechless and preparing to sleep:.
It's actually quite embarrassing.
The room was very small, with only room for one bed, and two tall and long-legged young men over 18 years old were pitifully squeezed together.
The key is, we are not very familiar with each other yet, it is the first time we meet each other.
Nothing to talk about.
Song An heard the knock on the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly got up, "I'll open the door."
"coming."
He rushed to the door and opened it, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"
Song's father stomped in slowly and walked in. Song An had no choice but to follow him with a look of helplessness on his face.
"I'll just come in and take a look."
Father Song walked around the house and said to Song Zhe, "Get used to it. If there is anything missing, tell grandpa and I will go find your parents and ask them to prepare it for you."
Song Zhe shook his head, "There's nothing missing, it's pretty good."
"I know you just came back and are not very familiar with the family, but we are a family. Don't see anyone outside, or tell your brother the same thing."
"OK."
Seeing his nervous look, Song's father didn't say anything more. He took out two red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to them, "Take them both. You have been admitted to a good university. Grandpa doesn't have any rewards. What do you want to buy?" Just buy something.”
At the end, he added: "Hide it well, don't let your mother confiscate it."
After that, he went out.
The two people holding red envelopes: "."
Song An blinked, pinched it with his fingers, and quickly opened the red envelope.
There was a wad of money inside.
How much does this cost?
He quickly counted it, good guy, it was a full five thousand yuan.
He took a sharp breath, his fingers were trembling, and his face was extremely tangled, "With so much money, how many vegetables will my grandparents have to sell? No, I can't take this money, I have to pay it back."
After saying that, he glanced at Song Zhe again, his expression even more complicated, "You"
"I'll come too." Although Song Zhe grew up in the Zhao family and was not short of money, he was not a fool who didn't know anything. Five thousand yuan was really not much, but for an old man who didn't have a job and lived in It is not easy for old people in the countryside to save money.
"OK."
The two went to pay back the money.
How could Father Song take it back? He said with a straight face, "This is what we want as grandparents. If you don't want it, maybe you think it's too little money. Then tell me how much you want."
Make Song An and Song Zhe so embarrassed
The two hurriedly explained.
But he couldn't defeat Song's father, so he had to be kicked out with a red envelope.
They looked at each other and returned to the room silently.
Lying on the bed, turning off the lights, there was only the faint light coming from the street lights outside.
Both of them are used to sleeping alone, but when someone else is around them, neither of them can fall asleep.
But I don’t know what to say.
Although Song An worked as a summer worker in the store for two months and his personality improved, he was still essentially the same silent, reserved and slightly socially fearful person.
If he didn't say anything, Song Zhe would not take the initiative to stir up the topic.
The two of them each picked up their mobile phones in silence.
After a long time, "Hey, brother, do you play games?"
".beat."
In the master bedroom, the atmosphere was not so good.
Wang Min stood at the end of the bed with an angry look on her face, glaring at the man leaning against the bed with a frown on his face and an expression of "Why are you like this?" She unconsciously screamed, "What did you say? You How many tables have been booked? How much does it cost per table?”
"There is a table at 6888. Thirty tables have been reserved. The hotel will deliver drinks, but I decided to bring my own drinks. By the way, there are also cigarettes. My son found them. I am happy. I must bring some good products to entertain the guests. ——”
Speaking of this, Song Shi was quite regretful.
He originally wanted to book a table of 8888. After all, as a businessman, the meaning is really important.
But 6, it’s okay to stay.
My son finally returned home, so of course he wanted to keep him.
He struggled for several days and pulled out a lot of hair before making the final decision.
"That's what I'm talking about!" Wang Min was so angry that her eyes were red and she was trembling all over. "Old Song, that's two hundred thousand. Including drinks and other extras, have you ever thought about how much it costs? . Yes, Song Zhe has returned home. Both children have been admitted to good universities, which is worthy of celebration. But we have to find such an expensive one, the Lake Center Hotel. Who can afford it? Can't we just find a hotel next door? The three-star hotel down the street is pretty good, it’s close, and it’s convenient for everyone to eat there. Also, thirty tables, do we have that many relatives and friends in our family?”
A pure waste of money.
What a waste of money!
