"Good morning." Ying Tongchen replied, his eyes widened suddenly, and he pointed at his back with trembling, suspecting that he was hallucinating, "Isn't the teacher abroad? Why is he here?!"

Zhuo Shu continued to touch his head distressedly: "It seems that the child is really stupid."

"Tongchen woke up? Come down and have some breakfast." Seeing the two of them standing at the door, Mu Qing hurriedly asked her aunt to prepare some breakfast.

Ying Tongchen went downstairs in a trance, and saw that the old man and Zhuo Fu had already called themselves brothers and played backgammon, and the whole person was numb.

"When did the teacher come?" Ying Tongchen sat down and asked another insider, Ms. Mu Qing.

"It seems that you really drank too much. Come and drink a glass of water first." Mu Qing laughed, "Don't you remember? You and Zhuo Shu picked him up at the airport."

"Really?" Ying Tongchen looked at Zhuo Shu, and Zhuo Shu nodded.

He rubbed his eyebrows, and in a trance, it seemed that a few messy pictures ran into his mind——

As dinner was almost over, he was so dizzy that his phone kept ringing.

After Zhuo Shu answered the call for him, he said, "The teacher has returned to China. Shall I pick him up?"

But Mu Qing said, "You've all been drinking. If you want to pick up someone, let the driver go."

"Alright." Although Zhuo Shu wasn't too drunk, he still smelled of alcohol. Thinking that he still had to pick up the teacher himself, he sat in the back seat and told the driver to go to the airport.

Just as he was about to lie down, the car door next to him opened, and Ying Tongchen also sat in, his face was flushed, and he said inarticulately, "Go pick up, pick up the teacher, teacher..."

The next picture is of two drunks standing at the pick-up port, saluting at the passengers who came out, shouting the name of Laus in unison, and the red scarves on their chests seem to be more colorful...

Ying Tongchen covered his face, the picture was too drunk to recall.

Laosi dropped a piece and won the game, laughed loudly, turned back to Ying Tongchen and said, "I saw you two last night and wanted to pretend that I didn't know each other, but you ran faster than anyone else, Tongchen. While chasing me, they shouted 'stop'. At that time, the people who didn't know the truth thought they were catching a thief, and all of them came after me. My dear, that scene was a degenerate version of Train to Busan."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

The Zhuo brothers and sisters fell on the sofa laughing.

Ying Tongchen touched Zhuo Shu quietly and asked quietly, "Then why did the teacher come here instead of going home?"

Zhuo Shu smiled and replied: "You have to force others to come, and ask him to support you. Say what our Zhuo family bullies you, you can't beat the three of us adults, let alone drink coke to you. Zhuo Zi, so he hugged the teacher and was not allowed to leave."

"..." Ying Tongchen's face twitched, "No way?"

"Why not." As soon as Zhuo Shu said this, he laughed out loud, "Then you threw up the teacher, and he was embarrassed to take a taxi, so he had to follow."

Ying Tongchen was taken aback, and immediately turned to look at Laosi, murmured, "I'm sorry."

"Small things." Laus waved his hand. "If you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have had a chance to meet them, Big Brother Zhuo and Big Sister Zhuo, hahaha! Ha... Big Brother, I saw you steal your son."

Zhuo Fu put the pieces back embarrassingly, trying to change the subject: "But the drunk Tongchen is so cute."

OK, cute?

Ying Tongchen looked at him in disbelief and said, "Uncle, you may have identified the wrong person. I'm...not cute."

Hmm, not cute at all.

"No no, it's cute." Mu Qing and Lao Si said at the same time.

Zhuo Fu suddenly and keenly glanced at Laosi, was shocked by their tacit understanding, and then stole another son while the other party was not paying attention.

Ying Tongchen had a bad intuition and asked, "After I got drunk...what happened?"

"I know this question!" Zhuo Zi, who had not spoken for a long time, stood up, held up the invisible microphone, and told it vividly, "Master, after you bring back Shizu, you must respect him with a glass of wine, Shizu. You say no, no, drinking hurts your body. Master, you said it's no harm, it's just a kidney."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

"Did I really say that?" Ying Tongchen whispered in Zhuo Shu's ear.

At this moment, he simply wanted to learn the great spirit of Xiang Yu's suicide!

Zhuo Zi continued: "After the master respected the master, his eyes fell on the mistress, and I saw the master looked at the mistress with affection, and his slender five fingers slowly slid across the mistress's cheek, and then pinched him. Neck, gently ask Mistress, have you done it?"

Ying Tongchen: "..."

which gan?

One or four?

Zhuo Zi: "My wife immediately said, I'm done, and then I turned the glass upside down to show him, it was a slap in the face! Then, the teacher was pressed by the master and drank three glasses of wine, the little apprentice. I would like to call it 'Three bowls are not a post, but a good bridal chamber'."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Zhuo Shu: "...What are you shouting about! Who is your wife!"

"A little bit." Zhuo Zi grimaced, slapped the table with a shocked hand, and continued, "I don't know where the conversation was at the dinner party later. My parents suddenly talked about my brother's embarrassing things before, saying that he had a low EQ."

Hearing this, Ying Tongchen nodded: "That's right."

"Really?" Zhuo Shu smiled meaningfully, turned his head to look at him, and looked like he was sitting and watching the show.

Zhuo Zi said: "As soon as these words come out, our sister-in-law will be very angry!"

"Cough, pay attention to the name." Ying Tongchen reminded.

"Good master." Zhuo Zi immediately changed his tune, "Master was not happy at that time, and he stood up and said loudly that you misunderstood Zhuo! He is not low in emotional intelligence! He is just heartless and thick-skinned!"

Ying Tongchen looked at Zhuo Shu in confusion: "Isn't there anything wrong with that?"

Zhuo Shu is hard, his fist is hard.

He gave Zhuo Zi a cold look: "No private goods are allowed."

"Okay." Zhuo Zi pouted, "Actually, what Master said at the time was that Zhuo Shu was the best person he met. You are not allowed to bully him."