Chapter Seventy-Three: Buying Wine
"That, uh, I guess that fugitive has probably fled to Ukraine, I'm afraid I can't catch it." Officer Ilya's eyes flashed with guilt and pity.
Yao Jingjing lowered her eyes, she didn't have any surprise, this was the result she expected, more than half a month has passed since that incident, if she could have caught it, she would have been caught a long time ago, besides, they are a border town here, according to normal logic, the fugitive should also have fled to Ukraine.
"I guess that's going to happen."
"Mrs. Sergei, eh, don't worry, once there are any clues, our police will not ignore them, and as long as there is an opportunity, we will definitely bring that fugitive to justice."
Yao Jingjing nodded and said, "I know, I don't blame you." ”
"Well, that, how is Mr. Sergei's feet?" Ilya felt a little embarrassed on the topic.
"It's recovering well, it's time to remove the cast by the end of the month."
"Oh, that, I'll go first, and I'll come back later."
"Okay, officer, you go slowly."
Seeing Ilya turn to leave, Yao Jingjing sighed dejectedly, that incident had already passed, and she was so busy these days, so she didn't have time to think about those humiliations anymore, but as soon as the police officer mentioned the fugitive, Yao Jingjing's heart began to feel melancholy again. It may take some time to digest those bad memories.
On the way back to the village, passing by a supermarket, Yao Jingjing bought a bottle of vodka in the supermarket, which was bought for Sergei, Sergei has not slept well these days, Yao Jingjing thought that letting Sergei drink some wine before going to bed may help him sleep.
For dinner, Yao Jingjing stewed pork ribs, and the couple drank pork rib soup, full of warmth.
"Sergey, I bought you a bottle of vodka in the supermarket today."
"What are you buying alcohol for?"
"You don't always have insomnia, I think you drink a glass of vodka every day before bed, it may help you sleep."
"Alright then, I'll try." Sergei usually has no habit of drinking, and has always drunk tea and coffee, but since attending the wedding of Artyom's eldest son, he was drunk by the villagers at the wedding and unconscious, he is not as reluctant to drink as before.
"By the way, Jingjing, did anything happen when you went to the market today?"
"Well, no, as usual, what could happen!" Yao Jingjing was bored to eat, she didn't tell Sergei about meeting Officer Ilya in the town today, after all, that incident was a knot in the hearts of the couple, and if you can, don't touch it.
In the evening, Sergei listened to Yao Jingjing's words, drank a glass of vodka, and went to bed.
After drinking the wine and feeling a little hot all over his body, Sergei turned over and pressed Yao Jingjing under him, kissed Yao Jingjing's cheek gently, and his big hand moved up on his body、、、、、、
"Phew, phew, I'm sorry, I, I'm still not good." Sergei rolled over and lay aside, panting gloomily and looking annoyed.
Yao Jingjing also sighed a little disappointed and comforted: "It's okay, you just haven't slept well lately, and you'll be fine after a while." ”
"Jingjing, I, should I take some medicine?"
"What medicine?"
"Like Viagra or something."
"Taking medicine is not good for the body, and the side effects are great. Sergey, you don't have too much pressure, there is no need to take medicine. Yao Jingjing turned over and gently hugged Sergei's waist, she knew that Sergei was anxious.