The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 328: Surprise or Joy

Wang Zhaodi saw that he had finally sobered up and only pursed her lips at his attempts to please, saying indifferently, "Alright, go wash your face and enjoy the banquet properly. We’ll need to go to the new room later..."

Zhu Zicheng nodded repeatedly, also feeling he should wash his face. Although his mind was somewhat clearer, he had indeed drunk quite a bit, and the smell of alcohol on him was strong.

"Yes, I’ll go right now." As he spoke, he stood up abruptly, but whether it was because of the sudden movement or not, his dizzy head made him stagger, and if he hadn’t quickly supported himself on the table, he might have fallen.

Wang Zhaodi couldn’t help but purse her lips and frown, saying helplessly, "Be careful. I’ll call Zeng Er to come and accompany you."

Zhu Zheng didn’t sit at the same table as the couple; instead, he went to sit with Wang Zhaodi, looking to chat with Yang Qingwen.

The relationship between the two siblings has always been good. Since Zhu Zheng moved to Beijing with his parents, the one he missed the most was his younger sister, Yang Qingwen.

They hadn’t seen each other for almost a year and seemed to have endless things to talk about. Zhu Zheng talked incessantly about life in Beijing and interesting things at school... Yang Qingwen listened with her eyes shining, thoroughly engaged.

Just as Wang Zhaodi suggested letting Zhu Zheng come over, Liu Jian Country, beside Zhu Zicheng, stood up and volunteered, "I’ll help my brother go, no need to call the kids. Besides, I wanted to go to the restroom too..."

The expressionless look from Zhu Zicheng just now made him feel something was wrong. Although he was cursing Zhu Zicheng inwardly for not recognizing the situation and being henpecked, he shamelessly continued to flatter him.

The reason for clinging onto Zhu Zicheng was because he knew that Jiang Yan, whom he truly wanted to please, wouldn’t pay him any mind, so he had to take a roundabout way to achieve his goal.

As for Yang Zhigang, although he was closer to Jiang Yan, that person had a stubborn temperament, and he wasn’t confident about winning him over either.

In comparison, Zhu Zicheng was much easier to talk to. Moreover, since coming to Beijing, he had already established himself with Jiang Yan’s help, much more successful than Yang Zhigang.

However, neither Zhu Zicheng nor Wang Zhaodi paid him any attention.

Wang Zhaodi directly ignored him and got up, walking to the next table, "Zeng Er, help your dad to the restroom, he’s had too much to drink."

It was only a few steps away, and as soon as Zhu Zheng heard his mom’s words, he immediately agreed, stood up, and ran over to Zhu Zicheng.

Zhu Zicheng had already taken several steps in their direction, but a bothersome fly was clinging to his side, really... totally lacking awareness.

Zhu Zicheng originally thought they were similar people, wanting to build a connection since more connections meant more opportunities... but now he realized, he must have been blinded just now.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t offend such a person too much, to avoid him causing trouble behind his back. Alas... he really drank too much...

"Son, quickly support your dad... Daddy feels like throwing up."

Liu Jian Country, who was holding his arm with one hand, paused slightly, his facial expression stiff.

"Dad, Dad, you have to hold it in, don’t throw up here, let’s go quickly..." Zhu Zheng hurried over, supporting him on the other side, clearly not the first time seeing him drunk, looking very experienced.

"Good boy, son."

Whether Zhu Zicheng did it on purpose or not, Liu Jian Country already let go, feeling a rift inside, not wanting to support him anymore.

Zhu Zicheng easily ditched the clingy fly, his mood greatly improved as he casually draped his arm over his son’s small shoulders to head towards the restroom.

Zhu Zheng was already eleven years old, at the age where he’s growing fast, with good nutrition making him shoot up quickly, already at 1.5 meters tall. His small shoulders seemed capable of bearing some responsibility, being mature in a way that made one feel tender-hearted.

Wang Zhaodi watched the father and son duo’s backs, her heart filled with mixed emotions and feelings.

"Sigh, why does Xiao Zhu drink so much? Zhaodi, you really need to manage him well; many men who drink heavily end up hitting their wives and children..."

It was Zhao Qinfen speaking, the wife of Wang Baoan, and Wang Zhaodi’s second aunt.

The schadenfreude in her tone was all too apparent.

"Auntie seems very experienced in this..." Wang Zhaodi used to not give her a good face even before getting married, let alone now.

"Hehe..." Zhao Qinfen chuckled awkwardly. She did indeed have experience; both she and Wang Baoan had not-so-good tempers. When he drank too much, he would hit people, but she wasn’t one to let things go, so it usually turned into them battling each other.

However, the strength disparity between men and women is definite. Often unable to beat him, she gradually picked up skills, using tools and preemptive strikes. After a while, even drinking wouldn’t make him dare to lay hands on her.

But these words couldn’t be spoken; outside, one must still preserve face for the man.

"Enough, say no more; don’t interfere in others’ affairs." Wang Baoan naturally heard his wife’s words, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He glared at her and spoke softly, not saying more.

Zhao Qinfen got the hint, knowing she was being rash and talkative, so she smiled placidly at Wang Baoan without retorting, obediently returning to eating her meal. Just as a bowl of fish was brought in, she quickly invited Wang Pandi to have some.

Wang Baoan’s temperament had improved nowadays, mainly because their two sons, with Yang Zhigang’s help, had good jobs with iron rice bowls.

Now he was the object of envy in the village, his sons successful and life going well.

And Yang Zhigang, who had been so good to his family, was sitting right beside him, so naturally, he wouldn’t want him to see a joke. Now, he too was a person of dignity...

Zhao Qinfen invited Wang Pandi to use her chopsticks for the fish, and smiling, Wang Pandi complied.

But just as a piece of fish reached her mouth, a wave of nausea hit her. She put down her chopsticks, suppressing her discomfort, and hurriedly ran to the restroom covering her mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Zhigang and Yang Qingwen, one on the left and the other on the right, quickly followed.

Reaching the restroom, Wang Pandi couldn’t hold back any longer, vomiting out everything she ate just now, followed by several dry heaves.

This made Yang Qingwen, who followed her into the ladies’ room, cry in a panic. Yang Zhigang, stuck outside the women’s restroom, was also pacing back and forth anxiously.

"What happened, what happened, Gangzi, let me in to see..." Zhao Qinfen and Wang Zhaodi followed over too.

Yang Zhigang gave way, and the two went in to see Wang Pandi’s condition. Zhao Qinfen speculated uncertainly, "Pandi, are you possibly... pregnant?"

With one weak hand supporting the washbasin, the other turning on the tap to wash away the filth, Wang Pandi froze at her words.

"You’re not, are you? That would be wonderful." Seeing her reaction, Zhao Qinfen was even more sure and genuinely happy for her.

But Wang Pandi turned pale, saying, "Stop saying that, Auntie. Gangzi and I haven’t been able to have another child over the years. There’s no way we’d be so lucky now. I just ate too much cold food and my stomach’s upset."

"No? Are you sure?" Zhao Qinfen was still relentless, but seeing Wang Pandi nod, she quickly comforted her, "Ah, what a pity. But don’t be disheartened; you’re both still young, and there will surely be more chances."