C65 (2/2)

After releasing the kite and seeing that it was already late in the morning outside, he felt a little hungry.

Just as he stepped out of the door, he heard Daoist Master Xuanqi shout like a pig being butchered in the front yard: ”This is the last pot, the last pot!” Little girl Gu has been cultivating for the past few days without producing any wine. This last jar is something I absolutely cannot give you! Bring it to this old man!

Old fellow! Do not think I do not know that you have secretly buried dozens of jars under the tree!

Then why don't you just dig up those dozens of jars and argue with me? Go on!

Spiritual Master Xuanqi was burning with anger and wanted to send him off. Bai Ze had never had a sense of respect for his elders and children before, so he was naturally unwilling to give up.

Don't think that I don't know that you brewed all those jars yourself. Except for you, I can't bear it! This wine is mine!

I'm going to rebel, the little guy from Heavenly Sovereign is going to rebel! Adept Xuanqi called out in a loud voice.

She slowly walked over, looking at the ancient Divine Beast and the Great Luo Golden Immortal. They were fighting like children just for the sake of a jar of wine.

The woman's clear voice had a hint of laziness in it as she said, ”The sunlight today is really not bad.”

Neither of them was willing to let go of the other. They answered with great tacit understanding, ”Yes, it is indeed not bad.”

It was a good weather for making wine.

The two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at Gu Changge fawningly.

Gu girl, are you going to brew wine today?

I've been drinking sparingly recently, so if I want to brew more today, I'll make more!

Gu Changge shrugged her shoulders and looked at the two of them: A normal person would not be able to drink as much water as the two of you, what use is there if I brew more like this?

The two sunk into silence, as if they were communicating using their eyes.

Chang Ge wasn't in a hurry. He stood on his tiptoes and waited for the two to give her an answer.

Neither of them were stupid. Since they had a grandson, one of them was too lazy to brew the wine. The other one was refusing to drink the wine once he found out that there was some unknown flavor in the old man's wine.

Right now, the two of them practically lived off the wine brewed by Longsong Stronghold. One of them usually slept soundly for three days while the other was usually sober for a thousand cups.

If Chang Ge really stopped maturing, then it would be a fate worse than death. At present, it was best to curry favor with her.

The duo nodded their heads solemnly. In this way, they could be considered to have reached an agreement.

Good! ”Little girl Gu, you can go ahead and brew. This old man will promise you that you won't get drunk anymore!”

Chang Ge stood with his hands on his hips and criticized ferociously: Grandpa! [I can't do it without getting drunk. I can only drink half a jar a day!]

The old man lowered his head in shame. Hearing Zhang Ge's criticism, the other man immediately sneered, ”I'm not an alcoholic, I promise you, I'll only drink half a jar every day.”

Hmph, I believe what this drunkard said!

Longsong glanced at him coldly and said, Then from today onwards, I will only drink half a jar.