Chapter 293 There is a problem with the wine glass
Wang Wenfang immediately scolded Fang Zhuoyue and said, "You kid, how come you disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
Fang Zhuoyue rolled his eyes and said: "You all hate me, I must come out for some air!"
Wang Wenfang said angrily: "Who hates you? That's nonsense!"
His eyes fell on Fang Zhuoran, and he asked with a smile: "Zhuoran, have you had breakfast? If not, I will make you a bowl of chicken noodle soup."
Wang Rong immediately answered: "Brother Zhuo Ran liked chicken noodle soup the most when he was a child.
Grandma simmered chicken soup early in the morning because she wanted aunt to cook chicken soup noodles for Zhuo Ran."
Fang Zhuoran watched her aunt and nephew chatting with him like no one else, and secretly admired their strong psychology, or in other words, their super thick skin.
He said calmly: "No, I came here after having breakfast at Maizi's snack bar. Besides, I don't like chicken noodle soup now, it's too greasy."
Wang Wenfang felt a little embarrassed on her face, but she held it back.
Wang Rong felt pity in her heart.
She originally wanted to put the medicine given by Lu Zaoxing into the chicken noodle soup and give it to Fang Zhuoran without anyone noticing, but he refused to eat the chicken noodle soup.
Then we can only look for another opportunity.
Fang Zhuoyue said dissatisfied to Fang Zhuoran: "If I had known you were going to Maizi's snack bar for breakfast, I would have asked you to bring me some soup dumplings or steamed dumplings. Her breakfast is so delicious!"
After saying that, he licked his lips, as if he was recalling the taste of the snacks in Linmai Snack Shop, which made his mother so angry that green smoke curled up from her head.
The group entered the living room, and Fang Zhuoyue suddenly asked: "Grandma, why do you suddenly think of visiting grandpa's grave?"
Mrs. Wang's eyes immediately turned red: "I have been dreaming about your grandpa these days, saying that he missed us and asked us to go see him.
That’s why I called you here, so we can all visit his grave together and talk to him.”
Fang Zhuoyue pointed at Lu Zaoxing's family and said, "Has grandpa even thought about them?"
Mrs. Wang's expression froze.
Mother Lu smiled calmly: "Your grandpa will never think of us relatives who can't be beaten with eight poles.
We came to your house just to ask your grandma to introduce a partner to my Yanzi.
I didn’t expect that it’s the anniversary of your grandpa’s death, so I’d rather pay a visit to his grave.”
Fang Zhuohuo sarcastically said: "I have grown up, and this is the first time I heard that you can visit graves as a way to stop by, instead of going to the mall!"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ma Lu's face.
Wang Wenfang quickly brought the topic back and said to Lu's mother: "There are several young men of the right age in our unit who are suitable for your Yanzi. I will help you connect them later."
Mother Lu became happy: "That's a good relationship!"
Mrs. Wang wanted to take advantage of the cool morning to visit the grave, so everyone went out together.
Along the way, Zhuo Ran was either eating fruit here or offering him a drink of water. Everyone was very enthusiastic towards him.
Fang Zhuoran had secretly told Fang Zhuoran everything he had seen on Wang Rong's roof.
Fang Zhuoran was careful at all times and only drank the water given to him by Fang Zhuoran. He declined anything offered by anyone else.
Fang Weiguo was very dissatisfied when he saw it: "Is it poisonous apples or pears? You won't eat them at all!"
When Fang Zhuoran heard this, his face darkened and he turned around and left without arguing.
Mrs. Wang is anxious.
If Fang Zhuoran leaves now, all his previous efforts will be wasted.
She hurriedly blamed Fang Weiguo and said: "Zhuoran has not liked snacks and fruits since he was a child, so don't force him."
Wang Wenfang also scolded Fang Weiguo.
Others urged Fang Zhuoran not to leave, otherwise Mr. Wang would be sad underground, so Fang Zhuoran reluctantly stayed.
Mrs. Wang secretly sighed.
When we arrived at the cemetery, although it was not yet noon, the sun was already very strong, making us sweat profusely and make us dizzy.
Everyone paid homage to the deceased hastily and stood under the shade of the tree, waiting for Mrs. Wang to leave after paying homage.
Under the scorching sun, Mrs. Wang murmured to her husband's tombstone for a long time, asking her husband to bless today's plan to go smoothly. Then she got up and returned to the courtyard with everyone.
Wang Wenfang and Rong's mother prepared a sumptuous lunch soon.
Mrs. Wang looked at the room full of people and was in a good mood. She smiled and asked Wang Rong to get some wine for everyone to drink.
Fang Zhuoyue objected: "My brother is a surgeon, so he is not suitable for drinking. What if he has a major surgery today?"
Mrs. Wang waved her hand and said, "It's just red wine, it's okay."
Many guests also echoed: "A table full of delicacies would not be complete without good wine!"
Wang Rong took out the goblet for drinking red wine and placed one in front of everyone.
Fang Zhuoran glanced at his own wine glass calmly, then looked at other people's wine glasses.
There is a layer of colorless, odorless, watery liquid in my wine glass. You can't tell it unless you look carefully.
But other people's wine glasses were very dry, without any water-like liquid.
He was wary, remembering what Fang Zhuoyue secretly told him: Lu Zaoxing gave Wang Rong a bottle of colorless and odorless potion.
The watery liquid in his wine glass is most likely that kind of potion.
Wang Rong is quite scheming. Who would notice if she puts the potion in the wine glass?
Even if they noticed it, who would suspect it was a potion or think it was a water stain left by washing the wine glass.
If Zhizhiang hadn't told him in advance, he wouldn't necessarily have thought about it.
Mrs. Wang and others did everything they could to plot against him!
Fang Zhuoran secretly gave Fang Zhuoran a wink.
Fang Zhuoyue understood. Just when Wang Rong had handed out the wine glasses to the guests and was about to pour the wine, he suddenly screamed: "What crawled across my instep just now?"
Everyone lowered their heads and looked at the bottom of the table where he was sitting. Little flower snakes were snaking away from Fang Zhuoyue's feet.
Someone immediately shouted: "There is a snake!"
All the women were so frightened that they fled far away, and Wang Rong even avoided it.
In this moment of confusion, Brother Fang Zhuoran had taken advantage of others and exchanged their wine glasses.
After Wang Rong calmed down, she immediately looked at Fang Zhuoran.
He was standing casually watching a group of men named Wang chasing the little flower snake, and the wine glass in front of his seat seemed to be untouched.
Wang Rong patted her chest, everything was still under control.
After a while, the little flower snake was beaten to death, picked up with a wooden stick by a distant cousin of Wang Rong, and thrown out.
Mother Rong fearfully said to Mrs. Wang: "Mom, although living in this courtyard is comfortable, it is too humid.
You always love to plant flowers and plants, it would be strange if there are no snakes. Look back, you have always taken care of all these flowers and plants."
Mrs. Wang nodded perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, everyone, hurry up and serve, otherwise the food will be cold."
Fang Zhuoyue snorted: "It's a hot day, how can the food get cold so easily? Grandma is getting older, but her temper has become irritable."
Fang Zhuoran gave Mrs. Wang an unclear look.
Mrs. Wang defended herself somewhat guiltily: "No way!"
Everyone returned to their seats one after another.
Only the Fang Zhuoran brothers exchanged places.
Wang Rong's expression changed.
Fang Zhuoyue took his brother's seat and used the wine glass she specially prepared for him. Wasn't that a bad thing?
She looked at Mrs. Wang for help.
Mrs. Wang also noticed this.
With a straight face, Fang Zhuoyue said: "Zhuo Zhuo, why are you sitting in your brother's seat?
Didn’t you see that I specifically asked Rongrong to place a few plates of his favorite dishes in front of your brother’s seat? Change them back quickly!"
Fang Zhuoyue remained unmoved: "What's wrong with me sitting in my brother's seat? My brother is next to me, and it's not like he can't reach these dishes."
The two Fang Zhuoran brothers exchanged seats just to test whether there was anything wrong with the wine glass Wang Rong gave to Fang Zhuoran.
Judging from their reactions, 100% yes.
The goal was achieved, Fang Zhuoran pretended to be a good guy.
He pulled Fang Zhuoyue up and exchanged seats with him: "We'd better sit in our own seats. It wouldn't be good to make your grandma so angry over such a trivial matter."
Mrs. Wang was immediately elated.
After all, the child he raised by himself still has some affection for him. According to this situation, today's plan will definitely be completed smoothly.
She smiled and said: "Zhuoran is still filial to me."
Fang Zhuoran said seriously: "Mrs. Wang, you and I are no longer related as grandson and grandson. I don't need to be filial to you. Don't overthink it.
I did this just because I didn’t want to give you a reason to discredit me.”
The smile froze on Mrs. Wang's face.
Fang Weiguo clapped his chopsticks angrily, glared at his eldest son and said, "Why are you talking to your grandma!"
Fang Zhuoyue said with a downcast face: "Dad, when my grandma forced me to ask for money, why didn't I see you say something for me?
Now the eldest brother is just telling the truth and you won't give in. You, the son-in-law of the Wang family, are really qualified!"
Fang Weiguo was so angry that his youngest son turned red and his neck was thick.
Mrs. Wang tried to smooth things over with a smile: "Okay, please stop saying a few words, Rongrong, and pour the wine for the guests."
Wang Rong poured a full glass of red wine for everyone.
The red wine tasted good, and Fang Zhuoran drank it down in one gulp.
Wang Rong immediately poured him another glass.
In less than five minutes, Fang Zhuoran drank more than half a bottle of red wine.