Chapter 379 Responsibilities

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Buqi drove by himself and went to Wu Yu's house with his sister to pay New Year's greetings to the elders. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Buqi came to the door alone to give gifts to Wen Zhixia's parents.

In the end, she was surprised to find that her second aunt's family was no longer there.

After asking, I found out that they all left on New Year's Eve.

Zhou Buqi felt that the pressure on his body was relieved at once.

Without outsiders, getting along is much smoother.

Everyone made dumplings stuffed with leeks and eggs, and made a few new dishes, as well as the big fish and meat left over from New Year's Eve that seemed to last forever...

A table is packed together, which is very rich.

Papa Wen took out a bottle of Moutai from the gift box and looked around, as if trying to discern the authenticity.

Wen Minghui was a little funny, "You don't need to look at it, my brother-in-law can still send you fake wine?"

Zhou Buqi heard it, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you can drink by yourself, I drove here, so I can't drink."

This is a very common sentence.

But the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze instantly.

Wen's father and Wen's mother suddenly looked up and looked at him in astonishment.

"Xiao Zhou, can you drive?" Mother Wen couldn't help asking.

"Ah, it will... it will open."

Zhou Buqi was a little embarrassed.

Wen Zhixia didn't want to reveal his identity, otherwise more relatives who couldn't reach him would come over, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong with being able to drive? Isn't it like this for young people nowadays?"

However, in this era, there is no mandatory requirement not to drink and drive.

During the Spring Festival again, it is impossible not to drink alcohol.

After several times of persuasion, Zhou Buqi had a drink with the old man. Uncle Wen is older, just a few years younger than his grandfather.

He went to the countryside to work as an educated youth, but he failed to complete the formalities for returning to the city, so he stayed in the countryside. They were both 32 years old when they got married. Because of their self-cultivation, culture, and formal teaching job, they were very popular with the elder girls and daughters-in-law in the village. In the end, they picked a 17-year-old girl with yellow flowers and gave birth to a daughter two years later. , that is, Wen Zhixia.

When I get older, I like to talk about the past.

At the wine table, Zhou Buqi just went to listen to the story.

Confused, I drank two more glasses.

I have to say that Uncle Wen has a high level of education, and his speech is clear and logical. More importantly, because of his own experience, he hopes that his children can make life choices according to their own preferences, instead of being bound by the times or their parents. .

So even if Zhou Buqi and Wen Zhixia were "teacher-student love", the old man responded with a supportive attitude.

One lunch, until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhou Buqi found some free time and whispered to Wen Zhixia, "Come with me later."

"Not good?" Wen Zhixia hesitated.

Zhou Buqi said: "It's hard to sleep alone."

"Stop it!"

Wen Zhixia pushed him and snorted, "Go and play two games of chess with my dad."

Then she got up and went to the kitchen to help her mother tidy the room.

"Mom, Xiao Zhou drank a little too much."

"Is it okay? I didn't see it."

"He can't drive anymore, it's too dangerous."

Mother Wen was washing the dishes and said casually, "Let's take a taxi back later."

Wen Zhixia bit her lip, leaned closer, and lowered her voice: "Mom, I'll drive him off later. I haven't paid New Year's greetings to his parents yet."

"Have you met his parents?"

"Um."

"Um?"

Mother Wen paused while washing the dishes, and turned to look at her meaningfully.

Wen Zhixia blushed and said, "Mom, I'll send him back, and he won't be back at night."

Mother Wen was taken aback, "Where do you live then?"

"Stay at his house."

"what is this?"

"Mom~~"

"You two...you two..."

Mother Wen's voice trembled, she thought of something, but she couldn't say it, she couldn't say it.

Wen Zhixia sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said in a low voice: "Mom, when I was still a teacher, I belonged to him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to resign from the school."

"Why are you so unloving!"

Mother Wen's tone was very severe, she scolded with her eyes wide open, and slammed the bowl hard.

Wen Zhixia's face turned pale, and with tears in his eyes, he said: "Mom, this is the capital, a big city, and it's different from home. We're in a relationship, isn't it... isn't it normal."

"You can do it now, I can't control you anymore!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands away, ignored his daughter, and went back to the room directly.

Wen Zhixia was in a trance, feeling lost.

Half an hour later, she still went downstairs with Zhou Buqi.

After getting into the car, Zhou Buqi hurriedly asked, "You're not in the right mood, what's going on?"

Wen Zhixia's eyes turned red and she shut up.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Buqi was a little anxious, and reached out to hold her in his arms.

Wen Zhixia said: "My mother has taught me that I don't love myself."

"Nonsense...I mean, Auntie, this is nonsense. I chased you for half a year and finally succeeded. Is this not self-love? Do you know how long it took me to take down Shi Jinglin? From my statement If you are willing to accept her, it will only take three or four days to take her blood in the end. Wu Yu has only used it for a month. You don’t love yourself, what do they say?"

"Anyway, my mother is not happy, and I see her eyes are red with anger."

"hiss!"

Zhou Buqi gritted his teeth and hugged her tightly, "Don't worry, I'll deal with it, I won't let you be wronged."

Then, he opened the door and got out of the car.

"Where are you going?"

Wen Zhixia was startled.

Zhou Buqi smiled, "Don't worry, that's my mother-in-law, I can't beat her up, can I?"

"Fuck you, it's not right!"

"Get in the car and sit down. I'll go upstairs and say a few words, and I'll come down right away."

Zhou Buqi climbed up to the fourth floor with a "thump thump" and knocked on the door.

"Xiao Zhou, did you drop something?"

It was Papa Wen who opened the door.

Zhou Buqi smiled and said: "No, just say a few words to Xiaohui. Xiaohui! Come here!"

Then, Wen Minghui ran over strangely, "Brother-in-law, what's the matter?"

Zhou Buqi said seriously: "Two things. First, the second aunt and the others came yesterday, and I was too busy with work here, so I didn't entertain them well. Then what, that cousin Liu... Liu..."

"Liu Wei."

"Yes, Liu Wei, isn't she looking for a job? Go back and tell Second Aunt to let her come over and report directly to the milk tea factory. Then ask her what she means, marketing department, design department, administration department, or It’s the workshop, let her choose. They’re all relatives, so they have to help.”

"Ah, oh... good."

Wen Minghui was a little dumbfounded, his heart was beating wildly.

Isn't this revealing?

Sure enough, he turned his head and glanced at Dad, his expression was astonished.

Zhou Buqi continued: "Second thing, I heard that you have done a good job in the factory, with performance and reputation. When you go to work after a year, you should be the deputy manager of the purchasing department."

"Huh? Really?"

Wen Minghui was very pleasantly surprised, and immediately put other distracting thoughts out of his mind.

Zhou Buqi said with a smile: "Departments like the Purchasing Department, of course, have to be managed by one of our own people. You are my brother-in-law, so I don't worry. After you go to the Purchasing Department, don't quarrel with Manager Zhang. You will listen to him on major matters, and you will be fine if you have any disagreements." Put it on hold. Do a good job of supervision and report back to Director Fang and Director Wu. By the way, my dad will also go to the milk tea factory after the next year."

"Uncle going too?"

"Well, I will step down as the chairman and let my dad become the chairman. At that time, you should report to him more."

"Oh, I see."

Wen Minghui scratched his head, a little confused.

Zhou Buqi smiled casually: "Okay, just write it down, and tell Second Aunt later that I'm too busy, so tell him not to take it to heart. Then you'll be like this, Uncle, then I'll be leaving." .”

"Ah! Oh! Slow... slow walk..."

Father Wen suddenly felt a little at a loss and stuttered.

When Zhou Buqi turned around and went downstairs, Mother Wen also ran out of the bedroom suddenly.

As if they were interrogating a prisoner, the two said in unison: "Obviously, what's going on?"

"Well……"

Wen Minghui was stunned, thinking that this is over, and he really revealed his secrets.

...

There are more people in the family, and the taste of the new year will be more.

After dinner, Zhou Buqi, Wen Zhixia and Zhou Nan were still sitting together playing cards, and when they lost, they put white stripes on their faces. As a result, as he was playing, Zhou Buqi's face became more and more stuck.

Zhou Nan laughed like a goose and clapped his hands in applause; Wen Zhixia was relatively reserved and smiled like a flower.

Later, Zhou Buqi discovered that it was his father who was sitting behind him peeking at the cards, and then sending signals to them from time to time.

"Fuck! I thought I was playing Fight the Landlords, but it turned out to be three-on-one! Stop playing!"

Zhou Buqi lost another game, tossed his cards and ran upstairs.

After a while, Wen Zhixia blushed and quietly came to his bedroom.

"Why are you blushing?"

"Nan Nan was just snickering."

"That girl, you're so clever." Zhou Buqi smiled, Nan Nan is already a freshman in high school, and she understands basically everything, "Tomorrow, find a time to talk to her, to establish a correct view of love, and don't be fooled by some bastard." Lied to."

"What is the correct view of love?"

"Well……"

Zhou Buqi was at a loss for words, but he didn't know where to start.

Wen Zhi Xia Bai glanced at him, then locked the door, blushing, "I'm going to take a shower."

Zhou Buqi laughed, picked her up by the waist, and went to the small bathroom.

It's been an hour since I took a shower.

Both of them were exhausted, lying lazily on the bed, panting heavily.

Wen Zhixia lay in his arms and said softly, "Thank you."

"It's okay, the state is average..."

"Fuck you, I'm talking about my mother."

"oh?"

"My mother called me."