The family had a reunion dinner together. Ye Dayong and Aunt Ye were very happy today. They had a rare drink with their sons-in-law. Everyone got drunk even if they were not drunk. It didn't take long for them to be helped by servants to rest.
After having enough wine and food, it’s time to return.
Ye Pengpeng is now very sick, and the Ye Mansion also has a yard for the sisters, so at everyone's suggestion, she and Wei Jinyu stayed one night and went back tomorrow.
However, Cui Weizhen's family of three could not stay. After all, Aunt Cui was still waiting for them to return at the house.
Ye Dailin was young, and when the mood of separation was at its strongest, he had just had a feast, and then waved goodbye in the blink of an eye. Although they were both in the capital, they became two families after all, which always made people sad.
He repeatedly asked to stay: "Sister, brother-in-law, don't you really want to stay one night with Wangzi?"
"No, you can tell me and my parents tomorrow. We have to go back now."
After all, Aunt Cui was still waiting in the house. Ye Zhenzhen patted her brother's thin shoulder and stuffed him with a red envelope: "Take it, you need money to socialize with your classmates during the Chinese New Year, so don't be too restrained."
Ye Dailin took the red seal with red eyes and hummed lowly.
There is not much sadness in the adult world. After saying goodbye to his sister and brother-in-law, Cui Weizhen's family of three set off back home.
Just like when they arrived, Ye Zhenzhen and her son were riding in a carriage, and Cui Weizhen was riding a horse. Ye Zhenzhen was worried and would lift the car curtain from time to time to look out. Cui Weizhen was looked at many times, and finally slowed down and talked to her through the car window.
comminicate.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Just now, Ye Zhenzhen drank some wine at the banquet, and the carriage was inevitably bumpy while walking, fearing that she would feel sick and faint.
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head: "I'm fine, but you just drank a lot, so why don't you come in."
Although Cui Weizhen looks no different from usual now, the problem is that without careful observation, it is difficult to tell whether he is drunk or not...
Nowadays, if a man can't ride in a carriage, he will definitely not ride, because only the old and weak will be unable to ride a horse, so most women ride in carriages and men ride horses, as was the case with Cui Weizhen.
Therefore, he refused without hesitation: "I'm fine, I don't need to take the car."
Taking a closer look, Ye Zhenzhen found that his eyes were a little straight, and she felt even more uneasy, and then advised: "But according to the traffic law, driving a vehicle after drinking alcohol is considered drunk driving, which is against the law.
Behavior."
"Breaking the law?"
Cui Weizhen captured this key word very sensitively, and his beautiful brows furrowed deeply: "When did Dazhou have a traffic law? Why didn't I know?"
He was indeed drunk.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and coaxed in a low voice: "Have you forgotten? A while ago, Duke Chengen went to the palace for a banquet. He drank a lot of wine at the banquet and rode back home drunk. As a result, he accidentally fell down. Now he is still here.
I was lying on the hospital bed. Later, you told me that drunk driving is a big hidden danger that harms others and yourself. You want His Majesty to promulgate traffic laws. How could you forget such an important thing? Strange... Could it be that you were drunk?
"
At the end, she murmured in pretense of confusion, as if it was a very incredible thing that he didn't remember this law.
"No, I'm not drunk! I remember this law!"
Sure enough, Cui Weizhen denied it instinctively, but his face inevitably showed some confusion and confusion - he really had no impression at all.
Such an expression is really rare to see in a hundred years.
Ye Zhenzhen snickered and soon turned serious: "If you haven't dismounted yet, do you want to take the lead in breaking the law?"
Cui Weizhen: "...Okay, I'll take the car."
For some reason, Ye Zhenzhen sensed a sense of grievance in it.
She couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing.
"Are you laughing at me?"
Cui Weizhen, who was about to dismount, looked over sensitively, his handsome brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with accusations and reproaches.
Ye Zhenzhen's face changed instantly and she said nonsense seriously: "It's okay, you misunderstood. I'm glad you obey the traffic rules."
The drunk Cui Weizhen was very easy to deceive, and he immediately believed her lies. He showed the majesty of the head of the family quite sternly and admonished his wife and son: "Whether you are an official or an official's family member, you must set an example.
Otherwise, if you know the law and break the law, your crime will be increased by one level."
Ye Zhenzhen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and kept poking her son next to her, asking him to quickly cooperate with the performance.
Cui Zhiduan: "...Yes, dad, my son will definitely remember your teachings."
I don’t know if it’s his imagination, but I always feel that my parents are acting weird. Also, are there really any traffic rules? I’ll have to ask my parents later when I have a chance.
No one knew what Cui Zhiduan was thinking. Of course, because the child was forgetful, he didn't remember the matter again until school started. He directly asked Master Zhou for advice, which made a lot of jokes.
Besides, at this time, the car stopped with the handlebar, and Cui Weizhen got on the carriage with all the air-conditioning. Cui Zhiduan couldn't help sneezing, Cui Weizhen immediately stopped and sat down far away from the mother and son.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at her son first and was relieved when she saw that he didn't sneeze again, but she still put a cloak on him: "Drink a bowl of ginger soup when you get back. Don't catch a cold."
Cui Zhiduan, like his father, disliked the taste of ginger soup very much. Hearing this, he pouted and said, "I don't have a cold, so I don't need to drink it."
"Be obedient, you must drink." Ye Zhenzhen looked at him majestically, and Cui Zhengduan had no choice but to agree humbly.
Ye Zhenzhen felt soft again, touched his head and said: "It's okay, your dad will drink with you."
Cui Weizhen, who was shrinking in the corner:???
"I won't drink!" he said loudly and resolutely.
He was such a big man, sitting on the servant's crotch humiliatedly, with his long legs and long hands curled up in one place, unable to stretch. However, he took it calmly, and there was no trace of drunkenness on his handsome face.
The same stubbornness and resistance as his son revealed his abnormality.
Normally, he wouldn't be so emotional.
Ye Zhenzhen had no choice but to coax him as if he were a child: "If you don't drink, Wangzi won't drink either. You are now a father, so you have to set an example."
Cui Zhiduan nodded crazily: "Dad, you have to set a good example."
Leading by example, these four words are like golden rules. Cui Weizhen immediately shrank and said in frustration: "Okay, then I will give you face."
Ye Zhenzhen covered her mouth and laughed.
Cui Zhiduan immediately flattered him: "Dad, you are the best dad in the world."
Cui Weizhen's eyes brightened, and he straightened his back unconsciously. His elegant and calm demeanor made it seem as if he was sitting on a throne given by the emperor instead of a small stool.
As expected, he is a sinister boss who likes to listen to nice things. His true colors are revealed when he gets drunk.
