Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 333: Getting Drunk After Drinking

Chapter 333: Getting Drunk After Drinking

Wu Youkui patted his chest and assured: "Of course I can cook.

I used to live alone and was too lazy to light the fire.

But it’s different now that you’re here. Let me tell you, I’m proficient in frying, stir-frying, and deep-frying!”

He is like a kid in kindergarten who is eager to show off when the teacher asks questions.

I said, waving my hand and heading to the kitchen.

Yang Cuicui looked at Wu Youkui's eagerness to show off, and felt inexplicably sweet in her heart.

Although the man is clumsy, he is very real.

He was really good to her. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, it was a pity for such a foolish man.

Unfortunately, her target was the book "On the Plague".

Originally, her plan only involved Wu Youkui, but now there is one more person.

She was thinking about how to deal with this extra person.

Ye Changqing was already dumbfounded.

The house is now brand new, and it is like two different rooms compared to before Yang Cuicui came.

The floor and the table were as clean as if they had been licked.

What shocked him even more was that the woman in front of him did not mind Wu Youkui's slovenliness.

Seeing Ye Changqing silent, Yang Cuicui coughed, then smiled and asked, "Excuse me, are you Wu Youkui's friend?"

"friend."

Ye Changqing answered very straightforwardly that no matter whether Wu Youkui recognized him as a friend or not, as a fellow doctor, he had to recognize Wu Youkui as a friend.

He even has to protect Wu Youkui.

Yang Cuicui's attitude immediately warmed up. She chatted with Ye Changqing for a few words and suddenly changed the subject: "Wu Youkui is quite a drinker. You two are friends. How can you drink?"

capacity for liquor?

Ye Changqing didn't know why she asked this, so he smiled and said, "I can't drink much. I get drunk as soon as I touch it."

In fact, he can drink a lot, which he practiced when he was doing business.

But with this woman, there was no need to drink.

The smile on Yang Cuicui's face became even brighter: "I don't believe that I can get drunk just by drinking.

You are a man, you can at least drink half a catty."

Ye Changqing hurriedly shook his head: "I really can't drink. My face turns red when I drink."

The two of them chatted awkwardly for thirty minutes, and then Wu Youkui started serving the dishes.

Unexpectedly, the food was exceptionally sumptuous.

Three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, and one soup.

Yang Qingqing was a little surprised, her eyes widened: "You went to buy groceries?"

Wu Youkui smiled and said, "I went to the vegetable store in town and made a quick trip. The food isn't well prepared, so let's just make do with it."

Yang Cuicui picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and slowly put it into her mouth.

I took a light bite, and there was a crisp sound as the broken surface touched my teeth.

Continue to bite, the subsequent taste is tender and soft.

Then a sweet and sour aroma explodes in your mouth.

Yang Cuicui felt a kind of happiness she had never felt before. This was the first time in her life that a man cooked for her.

It feels very different.

In front of Aoki, she is the cook and always makes sushi.

The key point is that the rice used to make sushi is a bit hard, and there are all kinds of seasonings added in it, such as seaweed, dried fish, salad dressing...

This kind of thing is okay to eat once.

I eat it every day and feel so sick that I want to vomit.

There is also sashimi, which is soft and greasy, with a slightly cold taste of raw meat. Even if it is dipped in sauce, it is not easy to eat.

He was even less accustomed to other things, such as natto, which looked rotten and would string together when he picked it up with chopsticks.

It makes me want to vomit just looking at it.

Eating with Aoki was torture. Now, eating the hot meal, a feeling of happiness lingered in my heart.

An idea popped up in her mind: if she could spend her whole life with this man and eat some delicious meals.

Seems pretty good too.

Unfortunately... she is not here to live.

I continued eating with a slight regret.

Wu Youkui was like a tomcat in spring, overly enthusiastic. He kept putting food into Yang Cuicui's bowl and was very active.

Yang Cuicui had something to eat in her stomach, so she no longer felt so hungry. Then she started to plan: "Today, my blind date is considered a success.

A day worth remembering.

How about having a drink?

Let’s celebrate.”

Wu Youkui nodded repeatedly: "You are right, I will go get some wine and have a few drinks."

He entered the room, rummaged through the drawers, and took out a bottle of Maozi.

The bottle is old and the lid is made of iron.

**Rarely seen.

Yang Cuicui was a little surprised: "How long has it been?"

Wu Youkui smiled and said, “Thirty years ago, a patient thanked my father for curing his illness.

My dad doesn't drink the wine that was given to him, so he kept it.

Authentic iron-covered maize tea, serving as a wedding drink today."

Yang Cuicui waved her hands hurriedly: "No, this wine is too expensive.

I estimate it to be at least tens of thousands.”

Together we took a bottle of wine that my grandfather bought specially for someone to give as a gift. It was for my eldest brother's work. The bottle of wine was exactly the same as this one.

So she knew how precious this bottle of wine was. Wu Youkui smiled and said, "I'm happy today, so I'll drink it."

As he spoke, he took out three cups and filled them all.

Ye Changqing hurriedly shook his head: "I don't drink, I fall asleep as soon as I touch alcohol.

I really can’t drink it.”

Before Wu Youkui could speak, Yang Cuicui spoke first: "We must drink today, this is the wedding wine for our blind date.

Come on, pick up your wine and let's clink glasses."

Ye Changqing had no choice but to pick up the wine, clink it with the two of them, and then drink it all in one gulp.

As soon as he drank the wine, Ye Changqing covered his head and said, "It feels bad, my face is burning.

I can’t drink anymore.”

Yang Cuicui smiled and said, "Good things come in pairs. That cup you just had was with me.

You have to clink glasses with Wu Youkui as well." Ye Changqing had no choice but to pick up his glass, clink a glass with Wu Youkui, and then tilt his head back and drink it all.

Then he stood up, holding his head and said, "I can't do it anymore. I feel dizzy. I want to sleep."

As he spoke, he staggered to the sofa and fell onto it with a thud.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

It was the first time that Yang Cuicui had seen someone get drunk so quickly. She felt that the pressure was not right and asked Wu Youkui, "Is your friend's alcohol tolerance so low?"

Wu Youkui was also a little surprised, but it was okay since Ye Changqing was drunk.

A big light bulb is too much of a bother.

He smiled and said, "He gets drunk as soon as he touches the wine."

When Yang Cuicui heard Wu Youkui say the same thing, she finally believed it: "Then let's have a drink together."

Wu Youkui drank two cups and felt dizzy: "Two cups is not enough, drink a few more."

Yang Cuicui smiled and said, "Okay, have a few more drinks.

I know your house is such a mess, you can't be very rich.

But I'm not after your money.

I just want to live a good life.

There is a custom in my hometown that women must manage the finances. What do you think about this?

Wu Youkui shook his head: "No."

Yang Cuicui raised her wine glass with her small hand: "Then cheers, I can't drink much, so I'll just take a sip. You must drink a glass."

Wu Youkui picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word.

Wu Yougui pointed his finger and said, "I made 400,000 yuan from raising chickens. This is all my money. I want to leave 100,000 yuan for my parents to take care of in their old age.

Bring the remaining 300,000 here.

What do you think?" Wu Youkui grabbed Yang Cuicui's hand and said, "Cuicui, you are the best woman I have ever seen.

When I met you, I was truly overjoyed."

Not only did this woman want to marry him, she also brought money.

It felt like winning the lottery.

Yang Cuicui took a bite of the dish and put down her chopsticks: "I also have two gold bracelets and a gold ring.

The bracelet was left to me by my grandma, and the ring was bought by myself.

I have told you all my belongings.

Now it’s your turn.”

Wu Youkui didn't react: "What do you mean it's my turn?"

Yang Cuicui smiled and said, “It’s your turn to talk about your property.

I know you definitely don't have much money. Actually, I don't care how much you have. I hope you don't hide it.

From now on, if we have any problems, we will not lie to each other and live together forever."

Wu Youkui had heard this all his life, and his heart was even happier: “Then I will tell you in detail.

I haven’t made much money in the past few years, maybe half a million.”

Half a million?

Yang Cuicui was surprised. She didn't expect that this guy, who was dressed inconspicuously and rode an electric donkey, had saved so much money: "That's a lot of money.

How do you save so much?"

Wu Youkui smiled and said, “I don’t actually make much money, I mainly don’t spend money.

I earn five or six thousand a month, and I only spend five hundred."

The two people chatted and drank.

Yang Cuicui's pretty face flushed from drinking. When she heard Wu Youkui say this, she sat down in front of Wu Youkui and looked at him with her watery eyes. She said with some heartache: "You are too harsh on yourself. It's hard for you.

After we get married, I will make sure you live a happy life."

Wu Youkui felt warm in his heart when he heard this, and he grabbed Yang Cuicui's hand and said, "I am so lucky to have met a good woman like you.

I swear, I will treat you well in my life."

Yang Cuicui smiled and said, "Thank you. By the way, do you have any other valuables at home?

My grandma left me a bracelet, what is left in your family?"

Wu Youkui, half drunk, counted on his fingers, "There are still two ginseng roots, one a hundred years old, and one fifty or sixty years old.

There are also two pieces of gold, about ten grams, and more than ninety silver dollars.

The more Yang Cuicui listened, the more shocked she became. These were all valuable items. Forget about anything else, that one hundred-year-old ginseng root was definitely worth a fortune. Yet, up to now, there was still no news about the "Plague Theory."

She was a little anxious, so she asked Wu Youkui to drink a few more cups. The two of them sat together, their bodies pressed tightly together. She said in a sweet voice, "My grandfather likes practicing calligraphy the most.

There are many calligraphy copies handed down in my family, two of which are authentic works by famous people from the late Qing Dynasty.

Last time you said your family was a doctor. Do you have any medical books passed down in your family?"

Wu Youkui was already drunk and his speech was slurred. He said with some pride, "Yes, my ancestor Wu Youxing was a famous doctor who founded a school of medicine.

He wrote a book called "On Plague", which was lost during the turmoil.

Later someone returned the medical book.

This is the most valuable thing in my house."

Yang Cuicui's eyes lit up immediately: "Is this true? You're not lying to me, are you? Can you show it to me?"

Wu Youkui stood up shakily and said, "I hid it very secretly, no one could find it.

Come, come, I'll take you here to find it."

Yang Cuicui supported Wu Youkui and walked out of the room: "Where are you hiding?

Is it at a friend's house?"

Wu Youkui was a little proud: "It's at my house, come, come here."

When he reached the door, he stopped.

He fiddled with the old iron door for a few times and lifted up a piece of iron sheet.

Yang Cuicui was surprised to find that the iron door was double-layered, and "Theory of Plague" was hidden in the mezzanine.

Wrap tightly with plastic wrap.

No wonder I searched the house more than ten times but couldn't find it. It was actually on the door.

It’s dark under the lamp!

Yang Cuicui held the medical book wrapped in plastic film in one hand and supported Wu Youkui with the other hand as they walked into the room, slowly placing Wu Youkui on the bed.

She looked at Wu Youkui and murmured, “I’m sorry, I know you… you are a good person.

But I have no choice... I had originally thought that on our wedding night, I would serve you once and then trick you into giving me the medical book.

I didn't expect you to be so unprepared.

It’s so easy to give me medical books.

You are so unlucky. I feel sorry for you because I have such a good figure.

I am sorry.

I am leaving! "