C137 chicken ribs

Therefore, in Zhao Chuanqi's heart, Guan Xin was like a chicken ribs that could not be eaten. Of course, the 'weak point' here didn't mean that Guan Xin's conditions were not up to Zhao Chuanqi's standards. On the contrary, it was precisely because her conditions were too high that Zhao Chuanqi felt unwilling to give up and to give up to others. However, under the background of China's one-wife policy, he had no choice but to abandon any of his fantasies towards Guan Xin, and only wished to be together with his beloved Gong Mengran in the future.

Just as he was thinking, the official Deputy Director said to Guan Xin: "You think it's fun? Let me tell you, do you know how many people are harmed by this feudal practice? How many couples of childhood and love have been brutally separated by this vile habit. And when you think about it, at that time, the older generation was betrothed to a marriage, and didn't even know what the other person looked like, so they made a happy occasion. It was only on the day of the wedding that they found out what the other person looked like, how they talked about it, and how their conditions were. Do you think it's acceptable to put that kind of thing on you? "

Guan Xin held her cheeks and thought for a moment, then said: "Why not? That would be more mysterious. And, and you see now, a lot of guys and girls were like that before they got married... Living together, getting tired of living together before they even get married. They were everywhere. I might as well marry on my own like how I was in the past, choosing the other half from the start of my life and slowly cultivating my feelings. The divorce rate will definitely be lower than it is now! "

"What logic!" The official Deputy Director could not help but scold Zhao Chuanqi with a smile. Then, he raised his cup and clinked it with Zhao Chuanqi's.

Being circled around by the official Deputy Director, Guan Xin seemed to have forgotten the initial question.

After repeating this for three times, twenty minutes later, the official Deputy Director's face was flushed red from drinking too. However, he was a veteran who had been in the winery for a long time. To him, this half a kilogram of Maotai was just a warm-up. Zhao Chuanqi's alcohol tolerance was not bad, although he was thinking a bit, but on the surface, he still appeared to be relaxed.

The Official asked the Madam Minister to bring another bottle of wine over. Zhao Chuanqi gave way and said that he could not drink anymore.

Guan Xin urged her, and her mother came over with a bottle of red wine.

Madam Minister continued to ask, "Xin Xin, do you still want to drink more?"

Guan Xin laughed: "This thing is like grape juice, and not intoxicating at all."

The Madam Minister emphasized, "That also contains alcohol. The aftereffects of the red wine are even stronger than white wine. Stop drinking and stop drinking.

Guan Xin stood up in displeasure, she raised his head and said: "Even if you don't take my hand, it doesn't matter. I want to be democratic, I want to be free, I want to be the one in charge!" Guan Xin waved her arms and shouted out, stepping with big steps, she walked towards the wine shelves.

The official Deputy Director could not help but smile bitterly: "This daughter of mine is really spoiled. Look at this, it seems to be a complete hegemon! "

Zhao Chuanqi laughed: "You have quite the ambition. Back then, Mr. Sun Yat-sen wanted democracy and freedom. He wanted a new national government. "The same goes for the Communists. They are repressing the country and making changes. The people are in charge, shouting and shouting. Isn't this the same as taking control of the rivers and mountains?"

Deputy Director pointed at Zhao Chuanqi and said: "It's over, it's over. You've said it all. Sun Yat-sen, the Chairman of Mao, was a great man! People shout this slogan for the common people of all China, my daughter shout this slogan for her own illegal interests. "Can it be the same?"

Zhao Chuanqi said: "For example, just for example."

In a short while, Guan Xin actually took out another bottle of red wine, spinning her body in an exaggerated manner and stuffing the starter into the oak stopper. With a bang, she opened it and poured half a cup into her goblet, holding it in her hand, she started to shake.

The color of the red wine was very positive, matching with Guan Xin's rosy red face, it looked extremely beautiful.

Guan Xin licked her lips as she tasted the red wine, as if she had suddenly realized something, and said: "I always thought that red wine was hard to drink, it was just a little bitter. Why did she suddenly get a sense of culture after drinking and drinking so much today? This thing has to be carefully tasted. That sweet and astringent smell contains a rich philosophy of life! "

F * ck me! Zhao Chuanqi was startled, he looked at Guan Xin in a different light.

When did her words become so philosophical?

~ Could Guan Xin be the new Li Hei? Of course she doesn't look black. When Li Bai fought over a hundred times, she was full of poems. But now, with Guan Xin's series of pleasantries, she was able to comprehend the essence of life.

But in reality, Guan Xin had only said this one sentence that could be considered to have some character, and that sentence was followed by a flurry of nonsense. It seemed that she had really drunk too much, her tongue was a little too big, and she had treated the plate of beef like human meat, and the plate of wooden ears like the ears of a black man. All sorts of funny things happened all of a sudden.

Seeing that, the official Deputy Director said to the Madam Minister: Hurry and bring Guan Xin in to rest. Look at her alcohol tolerance, she looks so useless.

Madam Minister went forward to advise Guan Xin, but Guan Xin shook her arms and said, "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I'm still awake." Then, he held up a plate of Flammulina Grass to study it for a while. She held up a stalk and placed it in front of Zhao Chuanqi, asking, "Hey, little piglet, whose white hair is this, it's so thick?"

Zhao Chuanqi blushed with shame. He thought to himself, so now he didn't even call her "swineherd" and directly levelled up to "little piglet"?

Although he was unhappy, Zhao Chuanqi still laughed and said, "How is Guan Xin's hair white? You drank too much, Guan Xin. "

Guan Xin's eyes flashed as she retorted, "Really? Have I drank too much? "Eh, why do I see that you have four eyes and four ears?" She rubbed her eyes and actually extended her hand out to grab Zhao Chuanqi's ear, laughing out loud: "Take down the Stir-Fried Vegetables to eat, the Stir-Fried Vegetables to eat …"

It was only a bottle of red wine, yet he was already so drunk?

Zhao Chuanqi was speechless.

The official Deputy Director could not help but scold: "Disgraceful!" Then, he ordered the Madam Minister in a stern voice, "Get her into my room. What do you think she is like now?!"

The Madam Minister went over to support Guan Xin and she resisted for a bit. Then, the latter dragged Guan Xin into the bedroom.

Deputy Director raised his wine cup and laughed: "Sorry about that." My daughter, I don't know why she drank so much today. You can drink, but you can't. Look, you're drunk! Xiao Zhao, let me tell you, in the future, you better not invite such a wife, it's too much of a burden. "I was worried that my daughter wouldn't be able to get married, and …"

What?

Zhao Chuanqi was shocked.

On the surface, it might seem like the official Deputy Director was mocking him, but he was secretly complaining about his daughter. But Zhao Chuanqi knew in his heart that the official Deputy Director was borrowing the chicken to lay the eggs, pointing at the mulberry trees and scolding the locust trees, attacking from the east and west. Earlier, when he heard his daughter mention the matter of their baby's kiss, he was extremely worried that he had taken it for real. Thus, he tried his best to shirk responsibility. At this moment, he took advantage of his daughter's time while she was drunk to express his stance. On the surface, it means that my daughter isn't like she is. If you can't find a wife in the future, you better not marry her. The subtext said: So you gave up on my daughter. You're not suitable.

Zhao Chuanqi's heart was brightly lit, but he still said a few polite words, "Perhaps Guan Xin was happy today, so I drank a bit more. "Shangguan, don't blame her too much."

The official Deputy Director laughed: "As for my daughter, what can I do to her? She was spoiled, spoiled, spoiled by her mother. Xiao Zhao, looking at you, you have been doted on quite a bit, right? " The official Deputy Director laughed, taking the wine cup and putting it in his mouth, letting out a sizzling sound.

Zhao Chuanqi thought that the official Deputy Director's speech today was extremely complicated. He was obviously criticizing him, yet he said it in such a tactful manner. Wasn't he trying to say that his performance in the army was terrible, why would he need to borrow Guan Xin's chicken to lay his eggs? Zhao Chuanqi took a bite of the dish, and said while stuffing it into his mouth: "That's right, that's right. "Hahahaha!" Zhao Chuanqi used a joke to resolve the awkward situation.

The official's face changed as if he had suddenly thought of something. As he focused, he suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Aiya, aiya, I forgot. How could I have forgotten about it!"

Zhao Chuanqi asked curiously: "What is it?"

The official said: "At that time, I should have thought of a way to get you here and turn you into a Beijing hukou! If that were the case, the test would have saved Qing Hua and Bei Feng over a hundred points! "More than 100 points!" The official Deputy Director sighed and stressed as he started to blame himself, "It's all my fault. Actually, I remembered it at the time, but then there were too many things and I forgot about them. I'm sorry, your dad! I once swore before the Lord Prefect that I would repay your father for his kindness, that he would never be able to realize any more dreams in his life because of his health, and that I would help his son to continue his dreams. Alas, but I am not qualified, not competent, many oaths are not fulfilled. Although I've specially recruited you, I am unable to control your future and destiny. Do you think I, the Uncle Guan, will fail? "

Zhao Chuanqi felt that there were still some hidden meaning in these words that he had spoken. So he said: "Bureau chief, you have tried your best, but I, Zhao Chuanqi, am too disappointing, and have disappointed you!"

The official Deputy Director emphasized: "See, as I said before, you can call me Uncle Guan in private. You are different from others. We are one family. "

Zhao Chuanqi laughed, but did not dare to change his words.

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Chuanqi saw that the Shangguan Deputy Director had drank quite a bit, talking more and more, even putting on the airs of a leader, and talked to him about many things. Zhao Chuanqi's face and ears were flushed from drinking, how could he hear his chanting, feeling that it was getting late, he stood up and refused to leave.

After exchanging a few more polite words, the official Deputy Director suggested to call the driver to come and bring him back. But Zhao Chuanqi felt that there was no need to trouble the driver class anymore, hence he decided to take a taxi.

After walking out of the small district, Zhao Chuanqi raised his hand to stop a few cabs, but they were all carrying passengers, and no one stopped. No wonder, this was when most people were on their way home from restaurants or friends' homes, and there was a shortage of taxis. Zhao Chuanqi stood at the intersection and waited for 15 minutes, but he didn't get a taxi.

At this moment, a three-wheeled black sedan drove towards him. A middle-aged woman stuck her head out of the sedan and asked if he was going to take the bus.

Zhao Chuanqi felt that this was simply a timely assistance. He nodded and got into the car.

The hum of the engine, as if louder than a country tractor, wobbled along the road. The road had to avoid traffic guards and major crossroads. Twenty minutes later, they finally approached the station.

However, the middle-aged woman who was driving the carriage stopped her car a few hundred metres away from the station, allowing Zhao Chuanqi to alight. Zhao Chuanqi asked about the reason, but the middle-aged woman said that the area in front of him was a sensitive area, the traffic police would frequently patrol the area, and she told him to get off the car and return. With no other choice, Zhao Chuanqi got out of the car, paid the driver, and walked back.