Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 101 Is this amount of alcohol also called powerful?

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and the street lights on both sides of the street had already been turned on.

Many food stalls and grocery stalls have been set up by stall owners.

On the street, there are more passers-by coming and going than during the day.

The noise, the shouting, the crying of children, and the conversation of people rang out.

Fragrance, oily smoke, inferior perfume, and even a vague foot odor filled the nasal cavity...

Zhang Fan frowned, and left the busy street at an extremely fast speed.

After walking for another ten minutes, Zhang Fan finally arrived at the driving school, and he couldn't help but let out a heavy breath.

I have to say that there are times when the five senses are sensitive.

Just like the complicated smell just now, a few more times can make people collapse.

Climbing up to the third floor, Zhang Fan was about to open the door, but he heard a voice coming from inside, which stunned him for a moment.

The TV is on, is there anyone in it?
The room was very spacious, and Zhang Yao was afraid that he would be bored at night, so she specially equipped him with a TV.

But he usually watched the news, and would turn it off immediately after watching the news. Now that the TV is on, who would it be?

In the evening, could it be Zhang Yao?

Regardless, Zhang Fan took out the key and gently opened the door.

Zhang Yao curled up on the seat, propped her chin in one hand, and held the remote control in the other, frantically clicking on the TV, but she couldn't find a program that satisfied her.

Bored, she suddenly heard a voice, turned her head quickly, and sure enough, she saw Zhang Fan open the door and come in.

"Xiaofan, you are finally back."

Zhang Yao regained her spirits immediately and stood up immediately.

"It's really you, Yaoyao, I thought it was a thief?"

Zhang Fan looked puzzled: "It's so late at night, why are you here?"

Zhang Fan put the keys on the table, pulled up a chair and sat down, smiling at her.

Zhang Yao wore a pink pleated skirt today, a pair of sandals and slippers, and a ball head. She looked fresh and pretty.

"I reckoned that you were coming back soon, as expected." Zhang Yao was as happy as a little sparrow.

She ran to the tea table and brought two big bags over. Zhang Fan could already smell the meat before opening them.

Zhang Yao continued: "Today is my dad's birthday, and he wants to invite you to attend. I came to look for you but I didn't see you. Coach Hu said you went out."

"I searched for a while but couldn't find it, so I had to go back alone. At the dinner table, my dad and the others had a lively chat, but I felt so bored."

"I saw a lot of food, so I thought of you, so I packed it up and ate it with you, how about it? I treat you well, right?"

"Not bad, really good." Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he had to say that all the dishes Zhang Yao packed were good.

He ate a little in the school cafeteria at night, but he really didn't eat well.

Suddenly seeing so many delicious dishes made him unable to hold back his tongue.

Seeing that Zhang Fan liked it, Zhang Yao became happier. While opening the lunch box, she asked, "Xiao Fan, where have you been? I haven't found it after searching for a long time."

"what?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't it boring to practice all day long? I haven't done much shopping in the past few days. I went shopping just now."

He just found an excuse to fool the past.

"Then you can go shopping quite well, but you didn't buy anything." Zhang Yao glanced at Zhang Fan, although she was puzzled, she didn't ask any further questions.

At this time, Zhang Yao had already opened all the lunch boxes, she clapped her hands and said, "Xiaofan, how about we have a drink or two?"

"You don't need to drink, do you?"

Zhang Fan said with a smile: "It's so late at night, how will you go back after drinking?"

"How dare you underestimate me."

Zhang Yao put her hands on her hips, pursed her lips and said, "Yesterday, I was so mixed up by my dad that I couldn't have a good drink with you. Today I will let you see how powerful I am."

"This... okay." Zhang Fan looked at the dishes on the table, and was also a little moved.

"Hee hee, wait for me."

Zhang Yao went straight out the door, and a voice came: "I remember there is a bottle of good wine below, I'll go get it."

Zhang Fan nodded, it's a pity not to drink two cups of such a good dish.

In less than a minute, Zhang Yao came back with big strides, with an extra packing box in her hand.

"I'll go, good wine!" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, because what Zhang Yao brought up was actually a bottle of Wuliangye.

"Hey, open it." Zhang Yao handed the wine to Zhang Fan.

"I don't know who brought it up. My dad probably forgot to bring it back, but it's cheaper for us."

"Well, it's not bad." Zhang Fan opened the wine, and the aroma of the wine wafted out immediately, which made people tremble all over.

"As long as you like it." Seeing that Zhang Fan was satisfied, Zhang Yao smiled happily.

Zhang Fan poured wine for the two of them, and Zhang Yao had already picked up the glass: "Come on, Zhang Fan, let's go."

"Do it!" Zhang Fan picked up his wine glass and touched her, took a sip, feeling refreshed.

"Oh, it's so spicy." Zhang Yao frowned and slapped it with her hand, and quickly took another two bites of the dish.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but joked: "Just like you, you still want me to know how powerful you are?"

"Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Yao gritted her teeth: "You underestimated me again, come again."

Zhang Fan waved his hands again and again: "Okay, this drink is very strong, let's drink slowly, don't worry, eat vegetables."

"Hmph, I'm afraid." Zhang Yao raised her head triumphantly.

The two were eating and chatting, and the time soon reached ten o'clock in the evening.

Under Zhang Fan's deliberate stop, Zhang Yao didn't drink much.

But even so, she still blushed and wobbled from drinking.

"How about Zhang Fan, hiccup...do you know how good I am?" Zhang Yao picked up the wine glass again, and sat there dangling.

Zhang Fan's face is black, so how powerful is it?

If he hadn't deliberately blocked it, Zhang Yao would probably have lost track of where to go.

"Okay, it's almost done, I really can't go back after drinking again."

Zhang Fan took her cup, and now he was in trouble, what to do?
I don't know if he overestimated Zhang Yao's drinking capacity, or underestimated the stamina of this wine.

In short, Zhang Yao was pretty good before, but suddenly she became drunk.

"No, I'm fine." Zhang Yao reached for the cup, but Zhang Fan didn't give it to her.

"It's a big deal, I won't go back, I'll just sleep here."

"I..." Zhang Fan almost threw the wine glass out of his hand in shock.

You know, there is only one bed in the room, if Zhang Yao doesn't go back, how will she sleep?
As for the room next door, there are students living far away from home, but they are already full, and all of them are male students.

Just when Zhang Fan was speechless, the phone rang.

"Who is it so late?" Zhang Yao took a look at the phone from the side, and then picked it up.

"What are you doing, Dad?"

"Yaoyao, why haven't you come back so late? Where are you? Dad will pick you up."

The voice was not low, and Zhang Fan heard it clearly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The call came too timely, and he was worried about how to arrange Zhang Yao.

"I'm drinking, don't worry, I won't go back tonight."

"What? Not coming back?" The volume over there suddenly increased.

"You girl, what kind of wine do you drink at home, and you dare not come back, tell dad quickly, where are you, I will pick you up!"

"Oh, Dad, you...my side..." Zhang Yao was a little confused for a while.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao..." It could be heard from the voice that Zhang Hengtong on the other end of the phone was dying of anxiety.

Zhang Fan took the phone and said, "Uncle Zhang, it's me, Zhang Fan."

"Yaoyao and I ate and drank too much. Now I'm at the driving school. Please come and take her back."

"You are Xiaofan?" Zhang Hengtong froze for a moment, as if confirming.

"That's right, Uncle Zhang, Yaoyao drank too much, but she's fine, just a little delirious."

"Oh..." Zhang Hengtong groaned, and after two seconds of silence, he said: "That's fine, since Yaoyao is with you, I can rest assured, then what, I have something to do here, so Yaoyao will leave it to you. You took care of it, that's all."

"Hello..."

Zhang Fan fed him twice, but he could only hear a blind sound.

what's the situation?Why did Zhang Hengtong hang up the phone?
I was so anxious before, how come I heard that I don’t care about it?
It's past ten o'clock, do you have something to do with knitting?

Leave it to me to take care of, how can I take care of the lonely man and widow?

Holding the phone, Zhang Fan looked helpless.

"Hee hee..." Zhang Yao looked at Zhang Fan's silly face, and swayed with a smile: "You heard me, my dad has already left me in your care, how about we drink more?"

"Are you still drinking?" Zhang Fan was speechless, and went to pour a glass of boiled water for her: "Drinking this can relieve the pain."

"Boiled water?" Zhang Yao pouted, "But I want to drink."

Zhang Fan's face darkened: "Be obedient, put down the wine glass and drink some plain water."

"Oh, then I'll be obedient..." Zhang Yao obediently put down the wine glass, picked up the boiled water and drank it.

Zhang Fan couldn't help heaving a long sigh... It seems that Zhang Yao won't be able to go back tonight.

Another tough night!
Zhang Yao drank all the water in one go, hiccupped, and looked better.

"How do you feel? Can you still recognize me?" Zhang Fan pointed at himself and asked tentatively.

"Stop it."

Zhang Yao raised her chin and said, "My girl's capacity for alcohol is not that bad, um~ what kind of smell is this?"

She leaned to her arm and sniffed it, and immediately frowned: "It smells so bad of alcohol. I'm going to take a shower first."

Seeing Zhang Yao staggering towards the bathroom, Zhang Fan was speechless, he really didn't treat himself as an outsider!

No, Zhang Yao is really not an outsider in this place.

It's just that you don't have any precautions, is it really okay?
Anyway, I am an old man who is still sitting here, take a bath if you say take a bath, do I want to lose face?
"Hey..." Zhang Fan drank the wine in the glass in one breath, and then started to clear the table.

The two of them ate and drank just now and made a mess of the table.

Hearing the sound of 'squeaking' water coming from the bathroom, and thinking about Zhang Yao's tall figure, Zhang Fan, who was clearing the table, couldn't help feeling distracted.

I poured myself a glass of cold water and drank it, suppressed the evil fire in my heart, and continued to tidy up.

"Ah... Xiaofan!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yao's exclamation came from the bathroom.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Fan was startled, dropped the rag in his hand, and rushed in hastily.

In the bathroom, water from the shower was pouring down Zhang Yao's head, but Zhang Yao stood there trembling slightly, her eyes half-closed.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming in, Zhang Yao tremblingly said: "Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan, take a quick look, what fell from above, it seems to be on my shoulder... woo..."

(End of this chapter)