Lu Aiguo, with a mouth full of alcohol, said, "Brother, where do you think our eldest brother might be?"
Lu Zhanguo had long noticed Wen Xiuqing standing outside the kitchen door. Now hearing Lu Aiguo ask this, he stood up, tugged on Lu Aiguo's arm and said, "You've had too much to drink, I'll take you back to your room."
"I didn't drink too much, I'm known for being able to hold my liquor. This amount won't knock me down." Lu Aiguo stated and stood up with Lu Zhanguo's help.
After the two of them left the kitchen, Wen Xiuqing had already returned to her bedroom. Lu Zhanguo sighed as he looked at Wen Xiuqing's closed bedroom door, then dragged Lu Aiguo upstairs to rest.
Early the next morning, Lu Zhanguo dragged Lu Aiguo outside. After a heavy hangover, Lu Aiguo's head ached and he grumbled discontentedly, "Where are we going so early?"
