65. Vast Capacity
Su Yan expressed his displeasure: “You’re a girl, of course you’re not nervous.”
Jiang Zhi: …
Can you not always bring up irrelevant topics? Su Yan’s words hit her right where it hurt.
Yet she couldn’t retort back.
“What are you and Mom talking about?”
Qian Qian listened to her parents’ conversation, confused. What did it mean when they first met Qian Qian… wasn’t Qian Qian brought back home from the trash bin by Mom and Dad?
“It’s nothing.” They both said in unison.
Su Yan felt quite uncomfortable, mainly because he wasn’t used to having such close interactions with Qian Qian: “Can you come down, daughter?”
“No, no!”
The little girl shook her head vigorously, unwilling to comply: “Does Dad not want to cuddle with Qian Qian?”
In her memory, Dad used to always beg her to cuddle with him.
Before, when Dad would rub against her for too long, she would refuse, and now that she actively wanted to hug Dad, why didn’t he want her anymore?
Qian Qian wasn’t that kind of easy-going girl!
Miss this village and there’s no store left!
“Alright, stop torturing your dad.” Jiang Zhi, relishing Su Yan’s plight, didn’t forget to come to his rescue.
“No way!”
Qian Qian got anxious, puffing her cheeks like a little pufferfish: “I got it, Mom, are you trying to steal Dad from Qian Qian?”
Jiang Zhi’s lips twitched: “You’re giving him away.”
Not even worth a penny, and if it weren’t for you, your mom wouldn’t even be speaking more than three words to your dad now!
Su Yan also got caught in the crossfire: …
Fortunately, in the end, Qian Qian still agreed to come down because she finally expressed her wish to eat shoe skin.
Under Jiang Zhi’s death glare, Su Yan reluctantly agreed.
“Occasionally having a meal is fine.”
“Can you not spoil Qian Qian by agreeing to whatever she says? It’s going to ruin her, okay!”
Jiang Zhi was not fond of Su Yan’s blind obedience to Qian Qian.
Everyone knows excessive pampering will spoil a child. Jiang Zhi never thought of raising Qian Qian to be excessively capable but also didn’t want her to form a wrong understanding.
Many things aren’t something you can just have because you want them.
“Wrong, sister, wrong, wrong.”
Su Yan rarely didn’t retort, rubbed his nose and said: “So, how about you take her out for a meal of shoe skin in a couple of days?”
He didn’t have time to take Qian Qian out.
“No need.”
Jiang Zhi finished her sesame paste and thought that Su Yan’s perspective really was small; this was something she had ample experience with: “If you don’t bring it up, and I don’t bring it up, she’ll forget about it in a few days.”
“… Why do I feel like you’re more naive than me?”
More than ten minutes later, a dinner passed in this mutual bickering.
Jiang Zhi leaned back in her chair, picking her teeth, and let out a loud burp. Don’t judge her eating habits; her appetite wasn’t large.
Most of the dishes were cleared by Su Yan alone.
The two sat at the dining table, exchanged a glance. Jiang Zhi raised an eyebrow at Su Yan, then tilted her chin towards the kitchen:
“What are you waiting for?”
Su Yan’s expression was utterly incredulous: “What do you mean? I cooked the food, and now you want me to wash the dishes???”
Jiang Zhi clicked her tongue: “Did I ask you to cook?”
“Hey, big brother, just go do it~”
Suddenly, her tone softened, and she whimsically started to act cute, winking at Su Yan.
Still the same saying—if acting cute could earn her some benefits, she wouldn’t mind selling a bit of her dignity.
But clearly, she couldn’t wink.
Su Yan hadn’t seen such a genuine squinty-eyed expression in a long time.
Jiang Zhi didn’t care so much; she just didn’t want to wash the dishes!
She didn’t want to do anything!
Truth be told, she usually did the dishes, and today, an opportunity for free labor had finally come along, so she wasn’t going to let it go to waste!
Su Yan didn’t know what to say.
This acting cute was too awkward; it sparked no inner turmoil, but instead made him want to laugh… mockingly.
In the end, he resigned to his fate.
Jiang Zhi also walked into the kitchen: “Don’t make it look like I’m abusing you. I’ll help you set out the plates, alright?”
Su Yan wiped the plates without saying a word.
What a huge workload, don’t wear yourself out.
Jiang Zhi arranged the plates one by one, suddenly noticing a beer can by the stove: “Did you drink?”
“A bit while cooking.”
“What?”
“Is it not okay for me to have a little drink while cooking?”
Su Yan looked like he might cry: “You have a whole box of beer in the corner, it’s hot cooking, I only had a bottle to cool off.”
Jiang Zhi instantly put on a mask of agony.
“I never said you couldn’t drink; who are you trying to disgust here?!”
So disgusting, seriously disgusting!
She picked up the beer can and shook it, noticing there was still more than half a bottle left: “If you opened it, you should finish it; it’s such a waste.”
“Don’t want it.”
Su Yan didn’t even lift his head, casually said: “If you’re worried about wasting it, why don’t you drink it?”
“Absolutely not, you drink it.”
“No, I really don’t want it. It’s not even cold anymore, just finish the half bottle and be done with it.” Su Yan still refused.
It’s really just a couple of sips.
“…”
Jiang Zhi fell silent.
This box of beer was a promotion gift from the supermarket she used to work at; if Su Yan hadn’t opened it, she planned to sell it online.
She wouldn’t drink it herself.
Forget not drinking it; she had never had alcohol. On graduation night, while all her classmates happily drank in front of the teachers, she was in the corner sipping juice.
She didn’t like drinking.
It wouldn’t be accurate to say she disliked it; it felt more like an escape because she knew that bad things could happen when drinking.
No one knew better than her…
But it felt wasteful to not drink this beer in front of her; she heard that opened beer goes bad quickly.
How about…
Just a sip?
What if she actually had a strong tolerance? The kind that’s vast capacity? But then again, just half a bottle would be impossible to get drunk, right?
It’s just beer!
Would anyone really get drunk from half a glass of beer?
“Here, the plate.”
“…”
“The plate.”
“… Are you not going to take it or what?!”
Su Yan waited for ages holding the plate, his arm getting sore, but no one came. When he finally looked up, he was shocked.
Jiang Zhi was standing there like a wooden board, holding a cup, with her cheeks flushed unnaturally.
The cup held the beer she had poured.
She slightly lowered her head, her pink tongue cautiously peeking out, delicately licking the golden beer in the cup, like a kitten stealing milk, afraid of being discovered.
“Are you tipsy?”
Su Yan still hadn’t realized the severity of the problem.
“Ah? Ah…”
Jiang Zhi seemed to just wake from a dream; she slowly raised her head, looking at Su Yan with a somewhat dazed expression: “What did you say?”
“… I said the plate.”
“Oh, the plate.”
Jiang Zhi nodded thoughtfully, then carried the cup and walked out of the kitchen, treating Su Yan’s words as if they were just background noise.
Su Yan: ???
What does this mean?
Didn’t she say she’d come to help him in the kitchen? Why did she act like she was tipsy now?
Damn!
Is she a deserter now? Trying to be lazy, huh?!
Is she pretending to be drunk just to get out of work? Does she really think that half a bottle of beer would get her drunk? Seriously, does she think I’m an idiot?!
