Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Chapter 239 The Drunkard is No Longer Acceptable

"Wow, Xiao Zhou got the first one! He's sure to have great luck next year!"

Yu Jing, who was on the other side, clapped and cheered as soon as Zhou Yang spat out the first coin.

Zhou Yang was still suffering from a toothache and couldn't speak, so she could only continue to cover half of her face and smile sheepishly.

Seeing Zhou Yang still covering her mouth, Shen Zechuan immediately put down his chopsticks and looked over: "Is it still very painful? Let me see."

After saying that, he reached out and touched the spot Zhou Yang was covering, and even made Zhou Yang open his mouth to show him the tooth that had been hit by the coin.

"Thank goodness, there was no bleeding. It must be because you bit too hard. Don't rush when you eat dumplings later, what if you bite into a coin again?"

"Hmm, if you eat one and that's it, how can you keep eating?" Zhou Yang rubbed his cheek, feeling a bit better before speaking.

Shen Zechuan pinched Zhou Yang's other cheek and laughed, "That's not necessarily true. Anyway, eat slowly and don't bite too fast."

"Okay, go eat your own!"

Seeing that everyone at the table was watching them flirt, Zhou Yang blushed and nudged Shen Zechuan, telling him to go eat.

Once everyone had looked away, Zhou Yang lowered his head and started eating his dumplings again.

Although he said it was impossible for him to eat another coin, Zhou Yang slowed down his mouth movements considerably.

Thankfully, the bite was safe; I didn't bite into anything hard, and I immediately felt relieved.

However, he obviously relaxed too soon. After swallowing the second dumpling, he picked up the third dumpling and took a bite, but Zhou Yang was stunned.

He managed to bite a coin again!

The second coin of the day!

Isn't the odds of winning too high?

Why didn't he have this luck before? Every time he scratched a lottery ticket, it was always "Thank you for your patronage!"

Did the apocalypse bring him good fortune?

Zhou Yang looked at the two coins on the plate and began to question his life.

Seeing the second coin Zhou Yang spat into the plate, everyone else felt that the dumplings they had eaten before were fake, so they ate the dumplings even more vigorously.

Of the three remaining coins, one was eaten by Gu Yaoyao, one by Lu Xingye, and the last one ended up in Wandou's mouth.

When the coin that the pea spit out landed with a clear sound, it then spun around happily in place, leaving everyone else covering their faces, both amused and exasperated.

Has eating dumplings really come down to the point where humans are treated worse than dogs?

Everyone enjoyed the New Year's Eve dinner immensely.

By the time we finished, it was almost midnight, and almost all the food on the table had been eaten.

Of the few who were drinking, apart from Zhou Yang, Uncle Li, and Ni Fan who drank relatively little, the others all got quite drunk. Lu Xingye and Chai Jin, who had low alcohol tolerance, even passed out on the table.

It took Zhou Yang and Uncle Li a lot of effort to carry all of them back.

As for Gu Tianqi, since he didn't bring any guards today, Zhou Yang had no choice but to let him stay overnight.

Fortunately, both the second bedroom and the customer service room were empty, so Zhou Yang arranged for the person to stay in the second bedroom.

When they returned after settling all the drunkards in, Yu Jing and Xu Qingtang had already cleaned up the kitchen and dining table.

So Zhou Yang suggested that they go back and rest first: "Aunt, you, Qing Tang, and Sister Shan Shan should all go back and rest first. I can take care of the rest."

Yu Jing waved her hand: "It's okay, it's just a matter of washing the dishes. We'll wash them for you. It will take you a long time to clean them all by yourself."

After saying that, they continued washing the dishes quickly, while Xu Qingtang and He Shanshan were responsible for the final cleaning.

"OK then."

Seeing that the three of them showed no sign of stopping, Zhou Yang had no choice but to shrug and leave the kitchen.

However, he didn't go back to rest immediately. Instead, he went to the living room to check on Gu Yaoyao, who had fallen asleep on the sofa a long time ago.

After making sure the little girl's hands and feet were warm, I wrapped her in the blanket again and went back to the dining room. After spraying the table with detergent, I wiped it with a hot towel and then cleaned the floors of the dining room and living room.

After Zhou Yang finished tidying up, Yu Jing and the others also finished washing up.

After Yu Jing and the other two carried Gu Yaoyao away, Zhou Yang went to check on Gu Tianqi in the guest room to make sure the heating was sufficient before returning to the master bedroom.

Shen Zechuan was already fast asleep in the room.

Zhou Yang quickly washed up and went straight to bed, snuggling into Shen Zechuan's arms, yawning, and closing her eyes to fall asleep.

In his sleep, Zhou Yang vaguely felt something tickling his back, and he instinctively slapped it away.

He then turned over and fell asleep again.

But after sleeping for a short while, I felt that thing start to stir in my stomach again, so I slapped it again.

However, this time it seemed that slapping didn't work, and that thing became even more unruly. Zhou Yang was so angry that he grabbed the culprit who was preventing him from sleeping peacefully.

Only when he grabbed it did he vaguely realize that something was wrong; it looked like a hand.

With that thought, Zhou Yang's consciousness returned somewhat.

When he looked down with his eyes half-closed, he found that he had indeed grabbed a hand through his clothes. Looking back in the direction the arm was reaching, he saw a pair of gleaming eyes staring at him in the darkness, which scared Zhou Yang away from his drowsiness.

I almost slapped him, then I remembered I was sleeping and the person lying next to me should be Shen Zechuan.

"Damn it! What are you doing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?!"

"Wife..." Shen Zechuan didn't answer, calling out "wife" as he pressed himself against her, his hand that had been on Zhou Yang's stomach beginning to grope upwards. "Wife, I feel unwell..."

"..."

Well, this drunkard hasn't sobered up at all!

The strong smell of alcohol sprayed on his face made Zhou Yang feel a headache coming on.

You can't reason with a drunkard.

"Sweetie, you won't feel uncomfortable if we fall asleep. Come on, lie down, close your eyes, and you'll feel better after a nap."

Zhou Yang took Shen Zechuan's hand out of his clothes, then turned around, pressed Shen Zechuan back down, and coaxed him.

Although Shen Zechuan was still drunk, he was obedient enough to lie down.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to lie back down, Shen Zechuan pulled her into his arms and put his hands inside her pajamas again, showing no intention of sleeping at all.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, and considering that Pea and Big Yellow's family were still in the room, and Gu Tianqi was still in the second bedroom outside, Zhou Yang had no choice but to pull the person directly into the space.

That night, Zhou Yang experienced another night of intense suffering.

After getting drunk, Shen Zechuan lost his temper and was repeatedly tortured countless times. Zhou Yang eventually became a lazy bum who didn't want to move at all.

Before falling into a deep sleep, Zhou Yang had only one thought in his mind: Is Shen Zechuan, this drunkard, no longer a good option?

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