, and the guests also felt honored. With the “childlike” Wang Bo, the atmosphere at night was more lively, more free and unrestrained than at noon.
The result of his unrestrained behavior was that Wang Jichang rarely got drunk and became extremely drunk. As for the culprit that made him drunk, at least one third of it came from Jiang Mei’s toast.
Naturally, the drunk Wang Jichang could no longer go back to the city and be his city dweller. Fortunately, Zhang Jing’s house and Wang Bo’s house are not far apart, and it only takes three to five minutes to walk. With the support of Wang Bo and Zeng Fanyu, Wang Jichang was sent back to his home in the countryside. I haven’t stayed here for several days.
Wang Bo, who is used to the lights in the city and wants nothing from the countryside, is not used to it. After helping Wang Jichang home, he said goodbye to Zeng Fanyu and said that he would go back to the city to live. Zeng Fanyu only thought that he wanted to go back to read, and did not insist on staying. He just told him to be careful along the way and let him go. Wang Bo needed to attend evening self-study in high school, and it was already nine o’clock in the evening when he finished the evening self-study. Every day he rides back home from the city alone, so Zeng Fanyu is not worried about any accidents to his own son.
In the evening, after all their relatives and friends left, Li Guilan and Zhang Jifa could finally take a breath. Li Guilan first called her daughter over and asked:
“Jingjing, I heard that your brother Bo gave you a birthday gift. What was it?”
“It’s a pen, Hero brand, it’s beautiful. Mom, you Wait a minute, I’ll show it to you.” Zhang Jingle happily returned to the dormitory, picked up the pen Wang Bo bought for her, and held it in front of Li Guilan like a treasure.
“It looks a bit high-end.” Li Guilan took the red wooden box from her daughter’s hand. She didn’t take it seriously at first. After looking at the number on the invoice in the pen box, she was a little surprised, “68? From Dahua Mall. Invoice, Jingjing, it seems that your brother Bo is very good to you!”
“Of course! There’s a gold-filled pen nib!” Zhang Jing said proudly, and saw Li Guilan clumsily buttoning the velvet padding in the wooden box. He grabbed it, fearing that she would damage the box, so he snatched the pen and the pen case from Li Guilan’s hand, “You’re just grabbing whatever you want, Mom, they’ve all been smashed!” Zhang Jing said displeasedly.
“I just took a look at what was on the headrest in this box, and gently broke it off, and it broke for you? It’s not made of tofu and farts, it’s so easy to break!” Li Guilan defended with a look on her face. But with a smile.
“What do you know? You know nothing? You don’t know anything! I won’t tell you anymore. I need to wash the ink bag with clean water first, and then inhale the carbon ink to see if it can be written well. But Brother Bo said that he picked several The pen tip must be very easy to write! I will use this pen for homework and exams in the fu