"Brother Zhao, you seem quite taken with this wine. Do you have some... unspeakable issue? Go on, tell me. I have plenty of this infused wine; it might just be able to help you." Yuan Si looked up, her eyes sparkling at Zhao Yangwu.
Xiao Furen tapped his wife's head in exasperation. "Alright, stop being cheeky. Just eat your food. Check on Mom in a little while and see how much she's had. If it looks like she's had enough, don't let her drink anymore. It's getting chaotic in here, so you can help her over to our room to rest for a bit."
Yuan Si glanced over at her mother, who was still chatting animatedly with the commissar. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes looked a bit hazy. 'She must be happy today,' Yuan Si thought. 'She's had a bit too much to drink.'
"Yep, she's obviously had too much. And she's always lecturing me about it. She's just the same, with no self-control at all," Yuan Si muttered under her breath.
