After being bound by the system, Bai Yueguang and I reunited

Chapter 456: Leave the Branches Before Dawn

Zhao Wenyu frowned and looked at Zhao Zhihan who was supported by Lao Li.

He reeked of alcohol and was completely drunk. His legs were as soft as noodles and he could only stand by leaning on Lao Li.

His semi-long hair covered his eyebrows, eyes and nose, leaving only his slightly pale lips exposed, from which he was uttering drunken mutterings.

Even in this situation, he still held the pipe tightly in his hand and was unwilling to let go.

Zhao Wenyu felt furious when he saw his decadent look.

"Uncle!"

He strode forward, grabbed Zhao Zhihan's arm and pulled him up.

"Mr. Zhao, I, you are here, then I, I will leave first, my little girl is still waiting outside."

Facing Old Li, Zhao Wenyu was much more friendly. He took out a silver dollar from his pocket and stuffed it into Old Li's dry, old hand covered with wounds and calluses.

"Thank you for bringing him back."

Old Li cried out in thanks, bowed repeatedly, and then left happily.

Zhao Wenyu shook the person in his arms angrily.

"Uncle! Why are you so drunk again?"

He helped the person walk into the house with difficulty. When passing by Chaoge, he pretended to be in a hurry and didn't even dare to look at him.

Xiaoyao [He looks so guilty! ]

Chaoge snorted and laughed, "Stop."

Zhao Wenyu didn't want to stop, but for some reason, his legs had their own ideas and were nailed to the spot.

She walked forward and poured pills out of a small bottle.

The original owner had long been accustomed to his uncle's frequent drunkenness, and even carried pills with him.

She handed the medicine over and signaled Zhao Wenyu with her eyes.

Zhao Wenyu, "..."

He took the black pill, stuffed it roughly into Zhao Zhihan's mouth, and was about to run, but Chaoge grabbed his sleeve.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

He licked his dry lips.

Behind him, Chaoge continued, "You made the decision privately without asking the person involved what he thought."

The original owner and Zhao Wenyu are six years apart in age, so they can be considered childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

When her husband returned home after being away for many years, the first thing he did was to divorce her.

The original owner was confused and felt aggrieved.

It was obvious that they had often corresponded before, and Zhao Wenyu had carefully taught her all kinds of knowledge. How come he had changed after they were finally reunited?

She was unwilling, but she couldn't persuade Zhao Wenyu who had made up his mind, so they announced their divorce in the newspaper.

After the divorce, the original owner was adopted by the Zhao couple and continued to stay at home, while Zhao Wenyu, he coldly moved to the school teacher dormitory.

A year later, it was rumored that he got together with Qian Yijun, his classmate who was studying abroad, became the son-in-law of a wealthy man, and quit his job as a university teacher.

Then, the war broke out and the original owner and the Zhao couple fled for their lives.

On the way, she saw all kinds of suffering in the world and saw off the Zhao couple who treated her like their own parents. After spending several difficult years alone, she finally got news about Zhao Wenyu again.

Martyrs Zhao Wenyu, Qian Yijun, and many other heroes she didn't know died before dawn.

We can almost see the sun rising over this devastated country.

It was then that the original owner understood Zhao Wenyu.

"I'm sorry, but I won't change my decision." Zhao Wenyu didn't look back, but his voice was firm.

Chaoge followed up with, "Oh."

Zhao Wenyu: “……?”

He pretended to support Zhao Zhihan, and carefully turned back to look at Chaoge. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the corners of her lips were slightly curved, and she accurately caught his stealthy gaze.

"What do you want in exchange for a divorce?" Zhao Wenyu raised his voice slightly, as if he was getting a little impatient with Chaoge's pestering.

"Even if we get divorced, you won't be left with nowhere to go. You can stay in the Zhao family, and I will give you enough silver dollars to support yourself."

Chaoge: "I know you will arrange everything."

She walked around to Zhao Wenyu's front and asked, "Arrange a retreat for everyone, and then you can leave without any worries?"

This statement was even clearer than what he had just said. Zhao Wenyu could no longer deceive himself with coincidence.

"How did you tell?"

He smiled bitterly, "Is it so obvious?"

Zhao Wenyu sighed and lifted up Zhao Zhihan who was about to slide down.

"We'll talk later."

Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Zhihan hummed twice and opened his hazy eyes.

"Wen Yu?"

Zhao Wenyu had a blank expression on his face. "You're awake? I thought you were going to drink yourself to death."

Zhao Zhihan was still dizzy and his hands and feet were out of control. He smiled indifferently when he heard his nephew's ridicule.

"Hahaha, it hasn't reached that point yet."

He placed one hand on Zhao Wenyu's shoulder, shook his head, and tried to stand up straight. "No need to help me, I can go back by myself. I still have to go to see Hongyu's performance tonight!"

After saying that, he laughed, put the pipe in his hand into his mouth and started smoking.

"Zhao Zhihan!" Zhao Wenyu got angry and called the elder by his full name.

"Can you please stop doing this!" He snatched the pipe angrily and wanted to throw it to the ground to destroy this harmful thing.

"Don't!" Zhao Zhihan's eyes widened and he threw himself to the ground without caring about his image. Like a struggling turtle, he raised his hands to grab the pipe that he regarded as his lifeblood.

Zhao Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it fall steadily into his palm.

"It's okay, it's not broken."

He suddenly laughed, and instead of getting up, he simply turned over and lay on the dirt ground. With his eyes blurred, he started smoking again as if he was enjoying it.

The pipe was long and thin, and Zhao Zhihan held it in his hand with care. After taking a deep breath and exhaling a thin layer of smoke, he felt as refreshed as if he were a god.

Zhao Wenyu was so angry at him that his vision went dark and he felt dizzy and dazed as if he was lacking oxygen.

"How did you become like this?" Zhao Wenyu was incredulous at Zhao Zhihan's decadent appearance.

"You used to be the most talented person in the Zhao family, and you learned the most advanced medical skills in the Zhao family! You obviously have a bright future, so why did you get involved in this harmful thing?"

Zhao Zhihan's face was hidden in the smoke and could not be seen clearly.

All I could hear was him laughing intermittently while smoking.

"Wenyu, you're too long-winded. It's really annoying. Just take care of yourself."

"Uncle!" Zhao Wenyu was angry at him for not fighting back.

The two quarreled for a few words and led the Zhao couple, who were still in the house, out.

"What's wrong? Why are you arguing?"

Mrs. Zhao Shen Jingqiu came out anxiously.

She was still thinking about Chaoge, hoping that her son would not bully his daughter-in-law.

It was only when I stepped over the threshold that I saw my brother-in-law lying on the ground.

Mrs. Zhao stopped, frowned, and pushed her husband forward.

When Mr. Zhao saw his useless brother, he became furious. He walked forward a few steps with a sullen face, raised his foot, and kicked Zhao Zhihan on the shoulder.

"Did I ever tell you to quit smoking this? How dare you smoke in front of me!"

Zhao Zhihan was kicked so hard that he couldn't help but choke and cough.