Chapter 95 There Are No Princes in the World

"Come on!" Ah Xiang held up the bottle.

"What are you doing, you are only allowed to drink one bottle of this cup. "Thai beer is in small bottles, but Sophie knows how much Ah Xiang has.

Ah Xiang shrugged his nose: "I'll drink slowly, you feel free, I'll send you home when you're drunk." ”

Sophie retorted his eyes: "Don't be old-fashioned, okay? Who said that you must buy drunk when you are out of love." ”

After the words were over, the waiter came to serve the food.

Sophie looked at the exquisite dishes that were well presented and said leisurely, "Wouldn't it be better to eat a big meal?"

Ah Xiang picked up the chopsticks: "Okay!

Sophie drank after two meals, and before she knew it, she drank a little too much and talked a lot: "This Thai food is not as authentic as what I have eaten in Singapore, and the tom yum soup there is simply a must." ”

Ah Xiang grinned: "Why don't you take me to eat during annual leave?"

"Okay!" Sophie frowned lightly after speaking, "No, I'm not going!

"If you go to Singapore, you can visit your family and kill two birds with one stone, so why don't you go?" Ah Xiang said with two fingers pricked up and her tongue wide.

"They will come to Lincheng next week, why don't they use me to investigate. Sophie's brows tightened, seeing her father once every three or two years is the limit, isn't it as noisy as before when she sees too much?

Since Sophie was sensible, the family has quarreled endlessly, when Dad is not at home, Mom yells at her that Dad is not, until Dad comes back, the two quarrel for three days and a small quarrel for two days, and the rest of the day is not quarreled because the two ignore each other.

When the two divorced, Sophie thought that her ears would finally be quiet, and who thought that her mother's resentment would be even worse and even more endless. Sophie believes that her mother's liver disease is due to a grudge against her, and she eventually lost her life.

After her mother died, she seemed to inherit her mother's resentment and went to quarrel with her father. It wasn't him who emigrated to Singapore, Sophie was sure she was the one who had the grievances to come in.

"It's a good thing! They came to see you! Like if I begged my parents to come, they wouldn't. Ah Xiang flattened her mouth.

"Your brother is still taking possession of your parents?" asked Sophie, putting down her spoon.

Ah Xiang nodded and shook her head, folding her hands and counting: "My brother, my sister-in-law, two nephews, two nieces, and the little nephew who was born last month, five people dominate." ”

Ah Xiang's family is very patriarchal, and her parents have always revolved around her brother, until her brother gets married and has children, her parents devote themselves to taking care of their grandchildren.

"Seven, I guess," Sophie reminded meowly.

Ah Xiang snapped her fingers and counted her impatient hands: "It doesn't matter how many there are, anyway, I don't have my share." They love to be a babysitter but they don't care about me. ”

"Forget it, no one cares how free you are, look at me?"

"Tsk! pretend to be free and easy! The ghost believes that you are not lonely. Ah Xiang burped.

Sophie choked on beer and coughed a few times before she recovered, she swept her chest and said: "My good partner is work, I Sophie became a producer of a big TV station at the age of twenty-six, how many people envy me!"

"Yes, my job is not bad, at least better than my brother being a restaurant manager, enough to give them a long face, why don't they just refuse to come and see my life?" Ah Xiang said to herself.

"You just have to live yourself, everyone else is a supporting role, you are the protagonist of your life. Sophie called for another beer.

"What about my male protagonist's feet?" Ah Xiang slurred his teeth and looked confused.

"The male lead?" Sophie thought to herself, "Not every play has a male lead, right?"

"Huh, I don't want lesbian movies, I want to play a fairy tale of a princess and prince, hehe!" Ah Xiang smirked.

"Fairy tales are all lies, princesses and princes will quarrel, they will divorce, have you been told in the story?" sneered Sophie.

Ah Xiang was slow to react, and only answered after a while: "Oh! It turns out that the prince will end up also... If you become a scumbag, you will be noisy all the same... racks and divorces. ”

Sophie touched the cool wine bottle, Dad must have been her mother's prince before, otherwise her mother would not marry him, I can't imagine that the mother and daughter are connected, and even the fate is the same, they all meet the prince who eventually becomes a scumbag, or, there is no prince in the world, only a scumbag who pretends to be a prince. If I no longer delusional about any prince, will I be safe?

At this time, the waiter brought a beer, interrupting Sophie's thoughts.

Ah Xiang reached out and took the beer, but Sophie snatched it away.

Sophie hugged the beer to her chest and said fiercely: "You have drunk more than one bottle, and if you exceed the limit, you won't give it!"

Ah Xiang squeezed out a grimace at her.

Sophie crossed her fingers and threatened.

Ah Xiang stared at the two fingers, and suddenly smirked.

Sophie couldn't scare Ah Xiang, pouted her lips without a sense of accomplishment, and poured her beer with her head held high.

After the meal, Sophie called the substitute driver, first sent Ah Xiang home, and then the substitute driver sent her back.

Sophie pushed open the door unsteadily, and when she saw Uncle Fu in the bag, she glanced at it and swung into the bedroom.

Uncle Fu must have torn the bag with his hand, huh, he even forgot to take off his shoes today, and he took his bag and jacket in?

Soon the bedroom door opened, two high heels flew out, Fu Shubao shook his head and continued to wrap the package.

Sophie washed her face and sobered up a lot, sat on the toilet lid and slowed down for a while, vomiting a few breaths of gas. Her stomach was suddenly empty, she hadn't eaten much just now, only half a bowl of soup and a few dishes.

"Uncle Fu, do you have any leftovers?" asked Sophie as she opened the bedroom door.

"The fridge had soup and stew. After Fu Shubao finished speaking, he looked at the wall clock, and it was already ten o'clock.

Sophie walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to see that it was diced pork rice with shiitake mushrooms and spinach and pork liver soup. She turned over the hot soup and drank half a bowl, then sat in a daze.

Fu Shubao deliberately patted the package vigorously and said to himself: "I bought some winter clothes for my mother, and I have to send them as soon as possible." Squinting his eyes, he failed to attract Sophie's attention, he slid the package in his hand, raised his voice and said, "I don't know how much it weighs, how much will it cost?"

Sophie still didn't respond.

Fu Shubao squatted at the dining table and fiddled with the wood on the ground, and then went to the dining table to open the storage box and rummage around. The Sufis are as calm as they are, and they don't lift their eyelids. He went to the kitchen and took a bowl, put it on the shelf, and said in a loud voice, "I'm hungry and want to drink a bowl of soup." ”

Sophie woke up at this time, she pushed the soup pot, stood up and tried to clean up.

Uncle Fu stopped her: "I'll take it after drinking!"

Sophie whispered and shuffled back to the bedroom.

Uncle Fu sniffed, a smell of wine. He turned around his head in annoyance, it's been two days, she doesn't say that I'm not good to ask, so I don't communicate, I sulk, what can I do?

He poured down the soup, burped and cleaned up the dishes.

Sophie entered the toilet only to find that she still had a soup bowl in her hand, so she reluctantly turned it out.

"It turns out that you took the bowl in, and I wonder why it was gone. Fu Shubao said.

"I didn't drink enough. Sophie scooped up half a bowl of soup after speaking, and her stomach was hungry, but after drinking two mouthfuls, her chest became more and more uncomfortable.

She dropped her spoon and walked to the balcony to ventilate and blow the air.

Fu Shubao was also uncomfortable, he was uncomfortable, and when he was full, he was forced to pour himself a bowl of soup, and his throat seemed to be a little backwater.

When I came out after washing the dishes, I saw Sophie leaning over the balcony railing, her back slightly hunched as if she was carrying some burden. Fu Shubao's steps were ahead of his consciousness, and he suddenly woke up when he walked to the balcony door, and he turned back to the utility room after picking up his face.

Sophie stared at the neighborhood and occasionally one or two night returnees rushed home, they walked so fast, there must be important people waiting at home. It's like no matter how much time I work overtime, all that awaits me is four walls.

She rubbed her stomach, which was a little throbbing, and vomited a lot of gas, but before her stomach could recover, her stomach rumbled and complained.

Fu Shubao went to the balcony to dry his clothes after taking a bath, and saw that Sophie had sat back at the dining table, he said deliberately and lightly: "The soup is cold, turn it over and drink it!"

Sophie didn't want to open the house, but only followed Uncle Fu away, and he would shake vigorously every time he dried a piece of clothing, and the sound of "swish" filled the house in an instant. It turns out that it is not bad to have a living person at home, at least the surroundings are not so dead.

When Uncle Fu finished drying the clothes, Sophie retracted her gaze, she scooped up a spoonful of soup and sent it in, and suddenly heard Uncle Fu shout, "Don't move!"