Text Volume II_Chapter 354: Have a drink

Dusk is thick, sprinkled on the sea level in the distance, a few seagulls flying, becoming a scene at the junction of sea and sky, the waves gently lapping on the beach, the silence in the depths of the end of the season.

In a villa in a prime corner of the seaside villa area, there is a joyful atmosphere at this time, and the large table in the restaurant is full of meals, each dish is very simple, and it is according to the standard of home-cooked food.

Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao came back, the happiest thing was in addition to Chu Xiangguo, and then Chengcheng, the little guy was lying in Chu Jingyao's arms at this time, and Lin Kun next to him kept telling about what he had done in the kindergarten in the past few days, Lin Kun listened lovingly, raised his hand from time to time to touch his son's little head, Chu Jingyao had a happy and sweet smile on her face, chatting with Chu Xiangguo, and sometimes looking at the two of them.

Qin Xue's heart is happy, but at the same time, she is also sour, happy because Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao have come back safely, in the past few days, Chu Xiangguo has been anxious about the safety of Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao, Qin Xue is also silently anxious, she likes Lin Kun in her heart, even if she doesn't want to admit it, this is already a fact, and it is a fact that she can't escape, and her heart is sour because of this.

Youth is a fantasy journey full of disasters, love is the most beautiful rainbow on this journey, and liking someone who shouldn't be liked is the most unspeakable pain that blooms under this rainbow.

Suddenly felt inexplicably sad in her heart, at the happy dinner table, Qin Xue suddenly felt so isolated and helpless, poured a glass of red wine, raised her head and drank it all in one go, saying that red wine symbolizes nobility and taste, but these are all nonsense in Qin Xue's eyes at this time, and what she drank was bitter.

"Sister Xue, what's wrong?" Chu Jingyao is a delicate woman at all times, and when she saw Qin Xue drinking a glass of red wine alone, she obviously looked like she had something on her mind, and immediately asked with concern.

"It's okay. Qin Xue's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes looked a little hazy, and she said with a smile, but it looked like she had a hint of forced laughter.

Chu Jingyao seemed to faintly feel something, she looked at Lin Kun, and then at Qin Xue, who was drunk and misty, and couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart, poured herself a glass of red wine, took a shallow sip, and said to Qin Xue with a smile: "Sister Xue, this wine is really bitter, don't drink it like that in the future." ”

Qin Xue smiled and nodded, "Well, it's really bitter. After speaking, the two of them looked at Lin Kun in unison, looked at Lin Kun for a moment, and said with a very innocent expression: "Why are you looking at me so resentfully, I am not the bottle of wine." ”

Chu Jingyao's chin tilted slightly, and she deliberately sneered: "You might as well be that bottle of wine." ”

Lin Kun looked at Chu Xiangguo innocently and said, "Uncle Chu, your daughter is obviously attacking me with words." ”

Chu Xiangguo laughed and said, "Come, Xiaolin, let's drink, don't meet like their women." This is my 82-year-old Moutai, which is said to be the purest batch, and I have never been willing to drink it......"

Lin Kun is not a greedy person, in his eyes, there is no distinction between high and low wine, the so-called good wine is just a little stronger aroma and softer taste, but in his eyes, what can really be called wine must be like the spirits of Mobei...... And those so-called good wines, which have a good taste, do not hurt their heads, and have a strong aroma, always feel too hypocritical to drink.

Lin Kun and Chu Xiangguo clinked glasses, the full glass of wine was dried up by the two of them in one gulp, Chu Xiangguo put down the wine glass, his expression was not drunk at all, and said with a smile: " In the past, when I was a soldier, I went to fight a counterattack on the border, the border was stuffy and hot, and the humidity was unimaginably serious, and the army gave each of us two bottles of spirits, which were reserved for driving away the moisture, and the amount of alcohol must be mastered, and the tide had to be driven away, but not drunk, when I first drank that wine, I felt that there was no more unpleasant wine in the world than that wine, drinking it in my mouth was like a knife, drinking it into my stomach like a fire was burning, and I only drank a small sip, and my whole body was hot...... It's been so many years, and now that I look back, it's still the wine I drank back then, and now these good wines are more refined, but it always seems that something is missing. ”

Lin Kun smiled and said, "It's a story." ”

Chu Xiangguo understood a little, nodded approvingly, and said, "Yes, it's a story." His eyes suddenly flashed with light, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the past, the era of wearing camouflage military uniforms and carrying guns and blood, brotherhood, spilling blood, charging for the motherland in the rain of bullets, how many times did he die in life......

This meal always said, the meal was enjoyable, Lin Kun and Chu Jingyao were able to come back safely, it was the biggest luck, it was not dark after eating, Chu Xiangguo left a few children to live here, Chu Jingyao and Chengcheng both agreed, for Chu Jingyao, this is home after all, although she has not lived here once before, but as long as there is a place where her father is there, it is home, Qin Xue said that there is still something to go back first, Chu Jingyao asked Lin Kun to drive her, Qin Xue said that she just drove by herself, but Chu Jingyao still insisted.

Lin Kun couldn't figure out what was going on between their women, no matter what his wife said, he just did it, and drove Li Chunsheng's Toyota to send Qin Xue home domineeringly.

After Lin Kun and Qin Xue left, Chu Xiangguo called Chu Jingyao to the study alone, and Chengcheng stayed outside alone to be curious about the little gray wolf that Lin Kun brought back, the little gray wolf was sleeping in the cage at this time, just now when the whole family was eating, the little guy began to sleep, and he didn't wake up until now.

Looking at the little gray wolf sleeping peacefully, Cheng Cheng couldn't say what he liked, his little face was filled with bursts of joy, the little guy suddenly thought of something, picked up his mobile phone and called Lin Kun, and said, "Dad, the red leaves are still at home, you remember to go home and bring it later, let it meet new friends!"

Chu Xiangguo joined the army in his early years, and after he retired from the army, he fell in love with the quintessence of culture, the study has always been the most important part of his house, the study is very large, antique, the four treasures of the study are placed on the table, and several large characters that have just been written are stacked on the side, Chu Jingyao curiously walked over and spread it out to see, each one has a word written on it - Jing, and the last one is written on one - She, Chu Jingyao knows a little about literary thinking, through the analysis of the lines on the font and the physiognomy, these words represent Chu Xiangguo's state of mind, it can be imagined that when Chu Xiangguo spread out the rice paper and wrote the first word 'quiet', his heart was not quiet at all, and the chaotic mood was vividly displayed. After the word 'quiet', the mood revealed is more stable, and it is as stable as a lake after autumn, and there is no ripple at all.

Chu Jingyao turned around, Chu Xiangguo lit a cigar, and said with a loving smile: "For you, my father is willing to give up everything, fame and fortune, and patriotic feelings are not comparable to my daughter's status in my heart." ”

Chu Jingyao was moved for a while, a layer of tears appeared in her eyes, she took a deep breath and walked over, snatched the cigar from Chu Xiangguo's mouth, and directly threw this cigar of thousands of yuan into the trash, and said to Chu Xiangguo in a resolute tone: "Smoking is not good, you are not allowed to smoke in the future!"

Chu Xiangguo looked embarrassed, he has been addicted to smoking for decades, how can he say that if he doesn't smoke, he won't smoke, and all of a sudden, this majestic and untouchable man in the eyes of others suddenly became like a poor child, looking at his daughter with a begging face and saying, "Jing Yao, you also know, Dad's addiction to smoking ......"

Chu Jingyao's tone was still resolute: "Old Chu, you must quit smoking, so that you can live a few more years in good health, you didn't care about me at all in the past years, and you have to make up for it all in the future." ”

Although there was still an embarrassed expression on his face, but at the same time, there was a burst of happiness, Chu Xiangguo said with a smile: "Girl, let's do this, Dad can smoke less in the future, and quit slowly." ”

Chu Jingyao also knew that Chu Xiangguo was addicted to smoking, although she didn't smoke, she could also understand the pain of those old smoking guns, and it was definitely impossible to quit smoking all at once, she pondered for a while, stretched out three fingers, Chu Xiangguo immediately asked with a sad face: "Only let you smoke three cigarettes a day?" For an old smoking gun like him, he can smoke three boxes a day at most, and it is suddenly reduced to three......

Chu Jingyao shook her head and said in a clear tone: "Smoke one in three days." ”

"Ah!?" Chu Xiangguo's face was full of incredulity, it was unacceptable to smoke three cigarettes a day, smoking one in the past three days was not the same as killing him, did he really suspect that this girl was born to him, why was he so cruel to himself? Well, in this world, others may not be able to control him, but there are two people who will definitely be able to obey him, one is a daughter and the other is a grandson.

Looking at his father's wilted and drooping appearance, Chu Jingyao only felt that it was fun for a while, and she had the impression that her father was a man who was neither humble nor arrogant, especially after the experience of the battlefield, he had never succumbed to the rain of bullets, but he was subdued by himself at this time, and the status of the child in the hearts of his parents will always be so transcendent.

"Old Chu, you can ...... like this" Chu Jingyao smiled and took out a cigar from Chu Xiangguo's pocket, each of these cigars is thousands of excellent Cuban cigars, the price is expensive can only explain the taste, the smoke tar content in it is not low at all, Chu Jingyao went to the side and picked up the scissors, facing this cigar of about ten centimeters, the Titicaca is three scissors, and immediately a long cigar became three small cigars, she held it in her hand and spread it forward, and said with a smile: "So you can smoke one a day." ”

Chu Xiangguo looked at the cigar that was cut into three pieces by his daughter, and he didn't know whether he was moved or sad for himself, and his eyes flashed with crystal tears, his daughter's method was too ...... All right.

Chu Xiangguo called Chu Jingyao to the study, of course, it was not for the purpose of quitting smoking, he coughed lightly, and changed the topic: "Jingyao, I called you here to tell you about Lin Kun." ”

"Lin Kun?" Chu Jingyao sat on the sofa.

"I can see that you and Qin Xue both like him, and I can see that sometimes you deliberately create opportunities for the two of them, you tell your father the truth, what do you think in your heart?" Chu Xiangguo sat opposite Chu Jingyao, and he couldn't smoke, rubbing his hands back and forth on his trouser pockets.

"Who said I liked him anymore, he was like a little gangster, how could I possibly like him. Chu Jingyao didn't admit it.

"Huh. Chu Xiangguo said with a scheming smile: "Girl, your father and I are sitting in this position today, and the eyesight of people is accurate, which of my subordinates is loyal, which one is flattering, and even including the head thoughts in their hearts, I can see that there is no difference between eight or nine, no matter how calm your temperament is, you can't withstand those old guys, not to mention that you are still my daughter, what do you think in your heart, how can you hide it from me, you still talk to your father about what is in your heart." ”