The Tempting Educated Youth Married to a Rough Man-Chapter 201 - 197: Drunk: Little Cabbage, Yellow in the Field

Chapter 201: Chapter 197: Drunk: Little Cabbage, Yellow in the Field

Zhang Shihua didn’t want to drink, but couldn’t resist with Zhang Chongxin present—he gave a look, and Zhang Shihua caved instantly.

"A real man can’t even handle a drink? That’s nonsense!"

Zhang Shihua looked serious, "Dad, that’s definitely nonsense. I didn’t do well just now. Let me try again this time."

Zhang Shihua took a shallow sip this time.

Even with all the mental preparation, he had to admit honestly.

It’s really hard to drink!

"Uh-huh!"

He opened his eyes wide and gave a thumbs-up, "Dad, it’s delicious!"

Before Zhang Chongxin could react, Zhang Shihua had already raised his glass and clinked it against Zhang Chongxin’s. "Dad! I’m finishing mine first! You do as you please ~"

He hadn’t learned to drink well, but drinking talk—it came naturally, no instruction needed.

He drank so fast that no one had a chance to stop him.

"Are you crazy or something!"

Weihong felt dizzy, "Just started learning to walk, staggering along, and now you want to run? You’ll see, tonight won’t be fun."

Zhang Shihua wiped his mouth and smacked his lips, "Not bad."

His mouth was a bit spicy, probably better to eat something else to suppress the spice.

Seeing him eating and drinking like nothing happened, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Ran ate while teasing, "Honghong, you gotta keep an eye on him. I think this guy seems sillier than me!"

Bao Wenxuan: "..."

She gave Wen Ran a piece of spicy stir-fried rabbit meat.

Hmm, a reward for the self-aware little girl.

The family was eating and drinking, when suddenly there was a loud bang.

A steamed bun, and Zhang Shihua only managed to eat half.

Then he completely lost consciousness, crashing headfirst onto the table.

At that moment, everyone was just glad that dinner wasn’t hot steaming sweet potato porridge.

Instead, it was a solid meal, or else with his head plunged in, there’d be no wedding a couple of days later—just a clown with a scalded mark.

Zhang Weihong had some patience for Zhang Shihua but not much.

Mrs. Zhang thought maybe it’d be nice to put Zhang Shihua in the room to rest.

But Zhang Weihong simply pulled her husband’s face out of the food and calmly placed it back on the table.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, he might wake up later, then we can continue eating."

These words were meant to placate her, but she turned out to be right.

Zhang Shihua woke up after napping on the table for a while.

Zhang Weihong didn’t pay much attention, "Awake?"

"Awake."

If Zhang Weihong cared a bit more, she would have noticed that all reason was gone from Zhang Shihua’s eyes, leaving only clear stupidity.

"Hungry? Want to eat more?"

"Not hungry."

Alright then.

Not hungry, no need to eat. If you’re hungry, you’ll eat.

Zhang Weihong picked up a piece of rabbit meat, and before she could take a bite, there was a loud noise followed by Zhang Shihua’s crying.

"Bang~"

With lightning speed, he pounced in front of Zhang Chongxin, clutching his leg and began wailing, "Dad! Dad! You don’t care about me at all now. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Boo-hoo, you don’t care about me, Zhang Weihong doesn’t care about me, none of you care about me anymore."

Everyone: "?"

What makes a grown man cry his eyes out and complain?

It’s the alcohol.

"No," Zhang Weihong watched her dad being entangled by Zhang Shihua, immediately getting anxious, "Zhang Shihua, let go of him!"

"No!" Zhang Shihua shook his head like a rattle, "I won’t let go!"

"What?" Zhang Weihong was exasperated, "Are you letting go? If you don’t let go I’ll hit you."

Zhang Shihua dramatically opened his mouth to complain, "Boo-hoo, Dad, Zhang Weihong is bullying me, you have to stand up for me!"

Zhang Chongxin was feeling overwhelmed, "Okay, okay, don’t talk to him, the more you do, the crazier he gets."

In some respects, Zhang Chongxin was correct.

After drinking, Zhang Shihua seemed to become cheerfully crazy.

If ignored, he was quiet; if engaged, he’d act out, get lively.

Zhang Weihong ignored him, so he bugged Zhang Chongxin, asking if he’d still care about him in the future.

Zhang Chongxin: "...I care."

"Do you care more for Honghong or me?"

"Care for Honghong."

Though the son-in-law mattered, the daughter was always the apple of his eye.

Zhang Shihua was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhang Chongxin, then at Zhang Weihong, starting to shed silent tears.

No sound, just big tear drops rolling down, and he wiped them off obediently.

Zhang Chongxin: "..."

He was beaten, completely beaten.

As he cried, Zhang Shihua started to play-act, clutching Zhang Chongxin’s leg, swaying his head, softly singing.

"Little cabbage~"

"Yellow in the field~~"

"Three or four years old, lost my mama~~~"

"Dad~ doesn’t care~~"

"Mama~ doesn’t love~~"

The Zhang Family felt awkward enough to wish to dig a hole and hide, Wen Ran was roaring with laughter, being held by Bao Wenxuan, slapping her thigh furiously.

Bao Wenxuan was also about to pass out.

Partly from laughter, partly from Wen Ran’s confusion over which leg belonged to who.

Wham, bam, all smacked on her thighs.

Laughter could make one breathless.

Getting hit by Wen Ran, that too could make one breathless.

Mrs. Zhang trembled as she looked at Zhang Chongxin, "Just coax him a little, what’s the harm?"

"I, I..."

Zhang Chongxin was aggrieved; although son-in-law was significant, his daughter was the most important.

"Hurry up!"

"Okay, okay," the wife’s words, also quite important.

Zhang Chongxin squeezed out a friendly smile, "Shihua, don’t cry, Dad loves you the most."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Between me and Honghong, who does Dad love the most?"

Zhang Chongxin: "...love you!"

The drama appears to halt now.

But Zhang Shihua launched like a rocket, with a flushed face and spitting, "You gotta love Honghong! Honghong is your real daughter. Why don’t you love Honghong?"

Zhang Chongxin: "..."

Zhang Shihua muttered as he ran to Zhang Weihong, "It’s okay Honghong, Dad doesn’t love you, I do, I love you the most.

From now on, we’re best buddies, did you hear? Dad just said he doesn’t love you, I’m the one who loves you the most, got it?"

Zhang Weihong: "?"

Is this sowing discord?

Roundabout talks keep coming and going, making Wen Ran laugh till her stomach hurts.

Zhang Chongxin, an old tough guy, who once fought invaders bare-handed, now tormented by his son-in-law until he had no temper left.

He lamented, "Loving this one, loving that one, who loves me?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled, looking at Zhang Shihua clinging to her leg, "Hurry up, get him into the room."

Stop embarrassing us like this outdoors!

Oh my God!!!