Chapter 39: Confessions of a Drunken
Because Zhuang Sheng lost some blood in the previous days, he felt that he was no longer able to endure the cold as before, and for two days in a row, he only felt cold, and finally fell ill.
On this day, Yun Yun's future husbands, Yan Weiwen and Yuan Chongwen, came. Yuan Chongwen asked someone to carry the returned box of things, and said: "The things I sent out, if they are not returned, I will still carry them over, if you don't want them, you can burn them and bury them, don't send them back to my house." β
Although Zhuang Sheng was angry, because he was sick, he didn't have the strength and energy to argue with him, so he asked Luo'er to carry him to the firewood room and burn it. Luo'er was reluctant, seeing that Zhuang Sheng was angry, he answered, got the firewood room, opened the box and looked, although he didn't understand the calligraphy and paintings, carved books, books and other things, but he knew that it was sent by Yuan Chongwen, not a treasure, but also extremely valuable, and it was really a tyrannical thing to burn, so he dug a pit and buried it, and if he needed it, he could also take it out.
Since Yunyun and Yan Weiwen's family affairs were settled, the families of the two sides had only eaten together, and Yan Weiwen rarely came here to shop, this time he came alone, I don't know if it was on his father's order, or if he wanted to meet Zhuang Yunyun, he went to greet Mr. Zhuang first, and Mr. Zhuang instructed Mr. Zhuang to entertain him well.
Yan Weiwen and Yuan Chongwen didn't know each other, but now that they met together, Zhuang Sheng thought that he could just cut off Yuan Chongwen's thoughts. told Yuan Chongwen about his marriage with his family, Yuan Chongwen was shocked that his face was blue and purple, although he was romantic, but at least he was a literati, knew moral etiquette, and thought that he had molested Miss Zhuang, who had been married, and he was also ashamed.
"So- won't you take that box back?" Zhuang Sheng asked.
Yuan Chongwen smiled dryly: "If you want to take it back, you want ......"
Zhuang Sheng is now worried that Luo'er really shouldn't burn, that's the words of anger, and because he was sick and confused, he said it, called Luo'er, and was relieved to know that he didn't burn.
Yuan Chongwen didn't want to stay any longer, so he asked someone to carry his things and go home in disgrace.
At noon, Yan Weiwen ate here, sharing a table with Zhuang Sheng and Yunyun, no matter how you look at it, he is also a humble gentleman, but he was born in a military family, and his modesty and gentleness reveal some determination and strength.
Yun Yun got off the table after eating, Zhuang Sheng took a fancy to Yan Weiwen, he was only more than a month younger than himself, so he treated him as close as a brother-in-law, and as unrestrained as a friend, and proposed to drink when he was happy.
Yan Weiwen didn't refuse, he also drank.
"Brother Zhuang, Yun Yun only eats so little, am I here for her to restrain you?" Yan Weiwen asked.
"How much can she eat? That's it," Zhuang Sheng asked with a smile, "Did you want to come by yourself, or did you want to come by your father?" β
Yan Weiwen lowered his head and smiled, and said, "It's true that my mother urged me to come, I often want to come, but I'm embarrassed." β
"What's the excuse, she's your fiancΓ©e."
Yan Weiwen pursed his lips and smiled down.
Zhuang Sheng asked in a low voice, "Have you ever been abroad?" β
"Nope."
"Then you have to pay attention, Yun Yun has been abroad, she is not an ordinary lady, and she can have some strange concepts in her head."
Yan Weiwen smiled and said nothing, in his eyes, Yun Yun was indeed a little special, but in those eyes, he saw a lot of unusual content.
In winter, it was cold, and the dishes were very cold, so Zhuang Sheng ordered people to remove all the other dishes, leaving only a fish and a chicken, which were served hot in turn. He had already drunk some wine, Yan Weiwen was fine, Zhuang Sheng was a little dizzy, and he was also uncomfortable when he saw that he was about to entrust his sister who had taken care of him for more than ten years to the person in front of him, but he was still sober and did not talk nonsense.
"Weiwen, Yunyun is really special, she is six years younger than me, but she seems to be six years older than me, I don't go with her heart, I don't do it well, at the least, she ignores me, let me think for myself, and at worst, she preaches and even scolds me," Zhuang Sheng smiled, "She won't beat me, but she can twist, I have always had a cyan mark on my arm, I don't know if I think it's a birthmark, but it's actually something she screwed out since she was a child, I can't remember, it seems that since I was a teenager, she began to screw me, and it's always been this place, So the scar won't heal for a while. β
As he said that, he lifted his sleeves, and Yan Weiwen really saw a thumb-sized bruise a few inches away from his elbow, and Yan Weiwen didn't know how to feel.
"When I say this, I don't mean to say bad things about her, but to you, this may be bad news," Zhuang Sheng's cheeks were red and his eyes were a little confused, "As an elder brother, I can tolerate it, and I am willing to let her vent, after all, this scar is also a wake-up call for me; But it's different for you, when you see this scar, maybe it's scared, disgusted, afraid that she will do the same to you, to dislike such a rough boudoir lady, but I tell you, she won't, she only does this to me. She is a person who is knowledgeable, but not informal, she understands etiquette, righteousness and shame, but she can quarrel with her father just to go out to play, and reprimand me for a mistake...... I think it's only here that she can live as she pleases, and when she gets married, there will be no place where she can live freely. β
Yan Weiwen stared at him, he was thinking, if marriage was just the words of his parents, then it was necessary for him to like her, even if he hated her? As for Yun Yun, he had to go with the flow, because he had really never seen such a lady.
After drinking a few more times, Yan Weiwen also felt that it was enough, so he was about to get up and go home, Zhuang Sheng felt bloated in his heart, dizzy, and he didn't keep it, so he supported his body to send him out, and when he came back, he turned the verandah against the wall, and he already felt that he had no strength, so he propped himself up on the wall.
Yan Weiwen was in a trance, Luo'er helped him call a rickshaw, and only came back, but he didn't see Zhuang Sheng, and he didn't know where he went.
Yun Yun was worried about them, so she came over to look, turned the door, and saw him leaning against the wall, his eyes closed, his face crimson, and the smell of alcohol.
"Why do you still drink when you're sick? This is the tuyere, the cold wind is blowing, come into the house! Allowed to pull him away, Zhuang Sheng's legs and feet were weak, he couldn't take a step, Yun Yun couldn't help him, and hurriedly shouted a few times Luo'er, Luo'er ran over and helped him to the bed with Yunyun to lie down.
"Why is it getting hotter and hotter?" Luo'er touched his forehead, thought, and said, "I may have a fever, and I have no strength in my body." β
"Call the doctor."
Soon after, the doctor came, and when he took his pulse, he saw a white gauze wrapped around his wrist and asked, "What kind of injury is this?" β
No one knew, they all shook their heads, the doctor didn't care, and after a long day of diagnosis, he said: "Qi and blood are deficient, and cold disease is added, and the wine is bloody, but because of the deficiency of qi and blood, drinking too much alcohol has damaged the body, which is a deficiency and fever." β
"I don't understand, doctor, you can just prescribe medicine after you have been diagnosed." Yun Yun said.
The doctor then picked up a pen and wrote down the prescription, and Luo'er went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
Yun Yun didn't care about his illness, but the wound on his wrist didn't know what was going on.