Every weekend, Li Chao often accompanied his master's wife and godmother back to his old house in the countryside for a day or two to visit his master's grave and express his condolences.

On that day, Wanru and Zhao Xian finished their work and rushed to join in the fun during dinner. Knowing that Li Chao and the others were back, Pang Zhonghua always asked them to come to their house for dinner and drinks, and this time was no exception.

Pang Min digs out a jar of old wine in her backyard, which was prepared for him when her husband was alive. She said to everyone: "There are still a few jars, so I'll drink them slowly, otherwise I'll have something to do in my heart. After drinking, I'll finish it all, and cut down the tree to avoid the old man's yelling."

Wanru joked with her and said, "Mom Pang, are you willing to bear it? Don't you leave it for the day of super happy drink?"

Pang Min said: "Drink big wine on the day of the big happy days. Just leave a jar of wine here to make seeds. Then let his master know that Chaochao has a happy event and be happy on it."

Wanru was afraid that she would have aroused her sadness again, so she hurriedly pulled the topic aside. When talking about wine, Pang Min remembered something and turned her head to Gan Rong and said, "Rongrong, take some time, let's take a look at famous mountains together, and then go to the winery in the village to buy some local winery, bury it in the ground, and store it for Chaochao. Only the spring water in the mountains and there can produce excellent wine. When the pine nuts are there, they only like to drink the wine there. Every year we have to go back to see the fellow villagers, buy a few jars of wine to bring it back, and bury it in the ground and drink it slowly."

Wanru knew that the famous mountains were where Pang’s mother and her parents went to the countryside. Although it was remote, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the springs were sweet, and the wine was fragrant and the aroma was strong. The taste was unforgettable. Even if you were drunk, you would not get over it. Moreover, there was also a lot of camellia tea, which was pleasant and fragrant, and the tea soup was thick and mellow. When you drank it, you could not express the ease and comfort in your mouth! The poems of a great man were evidenced by: "The water in the Yangtze River, Meng

Tea on the top of the mountain, the poem describes the camellia here. At that time, the reason why his father Li Yuanchao wanted to do the tea business was because when he and his mother went to the countryside, the local villagers took good care of them and helped them. They gave them some sweet potatoes and potatoes when they were hungry, and they spent a period of difficult and difficult years. My father did this business at that time to repay his kindness and help those simple and honest fellow villagers open up the sales of tea so that they can get rid of poverty and become rich.

Speaking of the past, I remembered the deceased husband who died early, and the deceased Ru Ru, Gan Rong and Pang Min looked bleak and sad. Wan Ru saw it, afraid that they would arouse their sad things, so I hurriedly said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I want to go and see what your place looks like when you went to the countryside. At that time, Chaochao and Zhao Xian will go together, drive more cars and bring more camellias and local wine there."

Gan Rong joked with his daughter and said, "You might as well buy the winery in the town and drive more cars!"

Kasaki said with a funny look: "Why can't it be? Our restaurant now has an oil pressing workshop, a brewery and a pig slaughtering farm, and it's just a winery. Really, sister, let's find some time for us to accompany our godmother and our master's wife to inspect. It's done well, we really took over that winery."

Wanru took it seriously and said, "Don't talk about the wind and rain. My sister is so poor now. OK, now you want to turn me into Zhuo Wenjun again!"

Zhao Xian laughed loudly after hearing this. Wanru covered his mouth and said angrily: "Why are you laughing at? You are not Sima Xiangru!"...

It is rare that people gathered so much, and there was another jar of old wine. Pang Zhonghua was very excited and became happier the more he drank. He fought with several juniors and fought again.

At first, the warlords fought each other and were in charge of their own affairs. Later, at some point, at some point, it was a few old and young men who joined forces to deal with Wanru alone.

At the critical moment, Fang Ru showed her true nature. She was not afraid of anything. She rolled up her sleeves, pulled her posture, and started to fuck her face with a few big men.

Li Chao was not good at alcohol and soon revealed his true form. He lay on the table with a red face and said that he couldn't do it anymore, he was dizzy and wanted to sleep. Wanru Lian regretted his younger brother, asked him to rest his head on his shoulder, and gently patted his cheek and said, "I'll get drunk as soon as I drink it. Little Kelianer has been like this since I was a child. She has been so big and has not made any progress."

Zhao Xian, who was already a little drunk, looked at him and squeezed over and said, "I'll just lean on you for a while, my head is so dizzy."

Wanru pushed him away and said, "Go aside, you are still young. Are you embarrassed to compete with my brother? Get up and drink well. Today we will stay in my uncle's house without getting drunk."

In the end, all the men drank down...
Chapter completed!