Chapter 1185 (1/2)

”Nonsense, the wine here is absolutely the best in Beijing!” Zhu said and walked towards the tavern, but just walked into the door, he suddenly found out, ”wait, what did you just call me?”

”Pig head!” Summer said lazily.

”How can I become a pig?” said Zhu

”Oh, I wanted to call you old Zhu, but I think the three word address is too troublesome, so it's called pig head for short.” Summer is a good reason.

Zhu Yi almost collapsed: ”I said, you can call me old Zhu, or even call me bad old man. Can you not call me pig head?”

”No, I think the term” pig head ”is very good. If you don't take heart, just fight with me. If you can beat me, I won't call you” pig head ” Summer said lazily.

Zhu Yi has the impulse to hit the wall this time. How could he meet such a unreasonable little guy?

”Mr. Zhu, here you are Huh? Mr Zhu, you, your legs... ” A voice came, but half of it turned into a scream.

”Old Du, my legs are ready. I come here specially to drink and celebrate. It's OK to give red to my best daughter.” Zhu then said.

”No problem, absolutely no problem, Mr. Zhu, please take a seat first. I'll come right away!” This is a man in his fifties. He is of medium height. He looks ordinary, but he is very excited at the moment. After he said something, he ran into the room.

”Come on, girl, sit down, sit down, good wine will be here soon.” Zhu Yi greets Meier. As for summer, Zhu Yi decides not to deal with this boy, so as not to be angry with him.

”How can there be no signboards in this place?” After Meier sat down, she asked curiously.

”Good wine doesn't need signs.” Zhu replied, ”girl, I tell you, there is the most authentic daughter Hong here. I promise you have never drunk it before.”

Just then, the old Du came over with a jar of wine: ”Mr. Zhu, this is my oldest daughter Hong here. It's really 30 years old. You and your friends drink slowly. I'll get some wine and vegetables.”

”OK, old Du, please!” As soon as Zhu took over the jar, he opened it, and the wine immediately overflowed.

”Eh, this wine smells really good!” In summer, he grabbed the wine jar, poured himself a bowl, and then poured Meier a bowl. Then, he took up the bowl and gulped it down, ”it's really good to drink, Meier's wife, you can drink a little too!”

”Pour me some, pour me some, I'll try!” Zhu Yi urged.

In summer, he poured a little for Zhu Yi, then continued to pour himself another bowl, and drank it all again.

”Why do you pour me so little?” Zhu Yi was so depressed that he didn't even fill the bottom of the bowl

”If you ask me to pour some for you, of course I will pour only a little for you.” Summer plausible said, and then poured himself a bowl, at the same time said to Meier: ”Meier wife, you drink to try, see if you like it.”

Meier really took up the bowl, took a sip, and then suddenly spit out: ”well, I don't think it's good to drink.”

”Oh, then I'll rest assured.” In summer, he drank up the wine in his bowl, then lifted the wine jar, opened his mouth, and poured the wine directly into his mouth.

Meier and Zhu are stunned.

After a minute, the two reacted.

”Hey, slow down and don't get drunk!” Meier still cares about summer, for fear that he will drink too much.

”In summer, you can save some for me. I haven't drunk yet!” Zhu Yi is naturally concerned about wine.

”Well, I'll leave some for you.” In summer, he finally put down the wine jar and put it on Zhu's hand. At the same time, he belched, ”well, it's good to drink...”

As soon as Zhu picked up the wine jar, he poured the wine into his bowl. Then, he poured out a little bit, probably dozens of drops. In summer, he just kept a little bit for him.

For a while, Zhu Yi felt like crying without tears. His beloved daughter of 30 years, Hong, was gone!

He took up the bowl, poured the less than one mouthful of wine into his mouth, and then he wanted to cry more. This wine is really good. It's more mellow and fragrant than what he used to drink, but he can't drink it.

”Girl, shall we discuss something?” Zhu Yi suddenly saw the bowl of wine in front of Meier, and immediately felt a little excited.

However, he just said this sentence, but in summer he suddenly reached out and robbed the bowl of wine in front of Meier, and drank it up again.

At this time, Meier asked: ”Uncle Zhu, what's the matter?”