Chapter 132
Good Wine
Chapter 132 Good Wine
Song Ci looked at the two bottles of wine in his hand and remained silent.
It was given to him by Luo Sinan. He left, but his words seemed to still echo in his ears.
"Mr. Song, my son is very good. He eats and drinks. He also said that he will go home after the New Year. Thank you for helping me a lot. My son is reluctant to drink these two bottles of wine. He respects me. Unfortunately, I drink now. I can't, I'll give it to you..."
Seeing Song Ci looking at the wine in his hand and not speaking, Tang Zhou who was driving suddenly said: "I have food there, and Aunt Sun's craftsmanship is pretty good."
Hearing this, Song Ci glanced at him, then at the two bottles of wine on his lap, and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I have wine."
"Then...have a drink or two?"
"Drink two glasses."
When Tang Zhou heard the words, he immediately stepped on the gas pedal and headed towards home.
As for why Tang Zhoucong is here, we have to start from this morning. As soon as Song Ci went out with Nuannuan, Tang Zhoucong came to greet him.
"When you left last night, you said you had to do something today. I'm afraid you'll need a car..."
So I have to say that Tang Zhou has never been worthy of being a businessman, he just knows how to behave.
Not only did he think so thoroughly, he didn't even ask the driver to come and wait here in person.
That's why there is this scene in front of you.
"dad……"
Seeing Song Ci coming back, Nuan Nuan immediately pedaled a small tricycle to meet him.
This is Little Butterfly's small tricycle in the past. It has not been ridden for a long time, until the arrival of Nuan Nuan. Tang Zhoucong's house is very big, which is very suitable for riding such a small car.
"What are you carrying?"
The little guy took care of things very well, and he noticed what Song Ci was holding in his hand at a glance.
"It's wine, would you like a drink?" Song Ci asked with a smile.
"I don't want it. The wine is so spicy and unpalatable." Nuan Nuan frowned, still remembering the taste of the wine.
She is a child who has drunk, because once before, she saw Song Shouren drinking and it smelled very good, so she clamored to drink.
Song Ci couldn't resist her, and he also wanted to give her something to suffer, so he dipped some wine with the tip of his chopsticks and tapped her tongue. The sour taste made her frown.
From then on, she never yelled such silly things as drinking too much.
"You are back."
Ye Weilan greeted her with the child in her arms. She looked a little haggard, but she was still in good spirits.
Tang Zhoucong nodded, and then said to Ye Weilan: "What about Aunt Sun, let her make some simple dishes, and Mr. Song and I will have a drink tonight."
Ye Weilan glanced at the wine in Song Ci's hand, although she felt a little strange, she still carried the child and let Aunt Sun make dinner.
"You adults are really strange, the wine is so bad, why do you still drink it?"
Nuan Nuan rode a small three-wheeler, chatting non-stop with Song Ci.
"Are you tired after three rounds?" Song Ci lowered his head and asked.
"tired."
As Nuannuan said, she also took a few big breaths, expressing that she was really tired and working hard.
"Then why are you still riding?"
"Because it's fun."
"That's right, adults drink alcohol, maybe they don't drink it because it tastes good."
"Why is that?" Nuan Nuan raised her neck and asked curiously.
"It might be fun."
Although Song Ci gave her the answer, Nuan Nuan still felt that the adults were very strange.
"How are you, are you obedient?" Song Ci asked.
While going to see Luo Sinan, Song Ci left her at Tang Zhoucong's house, and Ye Weilan took care of her.
Because Ye Weilan is the mother of Little Butterfly, Nuan Nuan herself has no resistance, but is more willing.
As for the safety of Nuannuan, Song Ci is actually not worried. At this time, Tang Zhoucong and his wife have [-]% trust in him. Unless they are stupid, after seeing his supernatural powers, they dare to have any bad thoughts. , but obviously, the couple are not stupid.
"I'm very obedient. I draw with my aunt, and I also help my aunt take care of the baby. The baby is so cute, but it really stinks when he stinky..." Nuan Nuan looked disgusted.
"You stink if you pull it." Song Ci said casually.
But Nuan Nuan was unhappy when she heard the words, and said that she was a little fairy, and her papa didn't stink at all, so she pedaled the small three-wheeled wheel, trying to hit Song Ci's ass with her head.
Tang Zhoucong watched Song Ci playing with the children, and couldn't help but feel very emotional in his heart, and he respected him even more.
Especially when seeing Song Ci, turning a dead person into a living person and walking around at will, this kind of respect reached its peak.
What kind of lay Taoist is this? This is an expert with great supernatural powers and abilities. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a fairy.
But it is such a person, who is so low-key, playing with children, which shows that the other party's heart has reached the state of returning to nature, and this is the real master.
An expert is not a person who is superior, but a person whose heart is like a child, who is kind and pure, can be called an expert.
Of course, these are all Tang Zhoucong's imagination.
Song Ci just wants to say that he is just an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires.
Dinner is not a big meal, just a simple family meal.
Six dishes and one soup, three meat and three vegetables, the portions are very generous.
Auntie Sun cooks authentic local dishes in Shencheng. Shencheng dishes are a bit sweet. To be honest, they don’t suit the taste of Song Ci, but they are not unpalatable.
Nuan Nuan especially liked one plate of braised pork, which was bright in color, sweet but not greasy. She cooked two bowls of rice in a row, then leaned back on the chair with a satisfied face.
Song Ci also had two drinks with Tang Zhoucong as promised.
This "good wine" is a bit spicy, a bit throaty, and the taste is not very good, but it is very good.
This may be life.
"Mr. Song, I wrote...I wrote a letter to Little Butterfly, can you bring it to her for me?" Ye Weilan asked cautiously during the meal.
"Of course." Song Ci nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Ye Weilan and Tang Zhou both showed joy when they heard the words.
Ye Weilan got up directly and brought that "letter" or a painting.
Because Little Butterfly doesn't know many characters, they also wrote a letter to their daughter by drawing.
As expected of a professional, they draw very well and convey what they want to say very well.
In fact, it's not that Song Ci didn't want to use the phone or video to let Little Butterfly and Xiaomi Mili meet their parents, but later he dismissed this idea, because the precepts of Taoyuan Village are obviously on the level of rules.
Therefore, even if Taoyuan Village leaves the owner, it can still operate as usual.
Because of this, Song Ci didn't dare to try it lightly. If phone calls and video calls can be regarded as meeting parents and relatives, wouldn't it harm the two little guys, and the gains outweigh the losses.
Moreover, Song Ci also believes that, relying on himself, the day when they can truly meet their relatives is not too far away, so don't do this risky thing.
Song Ci didn't stay overnight at Tang Zhoucong's house. After dinner, he went out with Nuannuan and even refused Tang Zhoucong to see him off by car.
I didn't rush to take a taxi, but took Nuan Nuan and strolled along the road to digest food. Nuan Nuan ate a bit too much at night.
He put his hands behind his back, and Nuan Nuan also put his hands behind his back, imitating his appearance.
The street lamps stretched out the shadows of the two of them.
PS: There is another chapter that is a little late. The main reason is that Chapter 127 was not satisfied after it was written, so it was overthrown and rewritten, which delayed a lot of time.
(End of this chapter)
Song Ci looked at the two bottles of wine in his hand and remained silent.
It was given to him by Luo Sinan. He left, but his words seemed to still echo in his ears.
"Mr. Song, my son is very good. He eats and drinks. He also said that he will go home after the New Year. Thank you for helping me a lot. My son is reluctant to drink these two bottles of wine. He respects me. Unfortunately, I drink now. I can't, I'll give it to you..."
Seeing Song Ci looking at the wine in his hand and not speaking, Tang Zhou who was driving suddenly said: "I have food there, and Aunt Sun's craftsmanship is pretty good."
Hearing this, Song Ci glanced at him, then at the two bottles of wine on his lap, and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I have wine."
"Then...have a drink or two?"
"Drink two glasses."
When Tang Zhou heard the words, he immediately stepped on the gas pedal and headed towards home.
As for why Tang Zhoucong is here, we have to start from this morning. As soon as Song Ci went out with Nuannuan, Tang Zhoucong came to greet him.
"When you left last night, you said you had to do something today. I'm afraid you'll need a car..."
So I have to say that Tang Zhou has never been worthy of being a businessman, he just knows how to behave.
Not only did he think so thoroughly, he didn't even ask the driver to come and wait here in person.
That's why there is this scene in front of you.
"dad……"
Seeing Song Ci coming back, Nuan Nuan immediately pedaled a small tricycle to meet him.
This is Little Butterfly's small tricycle in the past. It has not been ridden for a long time, until the arrival of Nuan Nuan. Tang Zhoucong's house is very big, which is very suitable for riding such a small car.
"What are you carrying?"
The little guy took care of things very well, and he noticed what Song Ci was holding in his hand at a glance.
"It's wine, would you like a drink?" Song Ci asked with a smile.
"I don't want it. The wine is so spicy and unpalatable." Nuan Nuan frowned, still remembering the taste of the wine.
She is a child who has drunk, because once before, she saw Song Shouren drinking and it smelled very good, so she clamored to drink.
Song Ci couldn't resist her, and he also wanted to give her something to suffer, so he dipped some wine with the tip of his chopsticks and tapped her tongue. The sour taste made her frown.
From then on, she never yelled such silly things as drinking too much.
"You are back."
Ye Weilan greeted her with the child in her arms. She looked a little haggard, but she was still in good spirits.
Tang Zhoucong nodded, and then said to Ye Weilan: "What about Aunt Sun, let her make some simple dishes, and Mr. Song and I will have a drink tonight."
Ye Weilan glanced at the wine in Song Ci's hand, although she felt a little strange, she still carried the child and let Aunt Sun make dinner.
"You adults are really strange, the wine is so bad, why do you still drink it?"
Nuan Nuan rode a small three-wheeler, chatting non-stop with Song Ci.
"Are you tired after three rounds?" Song Ci lowered his head and asked.
"tired."
As Nuannuan said, she also took a few big breaths, expressing that she was really tired and working hard.
"Then why are you still riding?"
"Because it's fun."
"That's right, adults drink alcohol, maybe they don't drink it because it tastes good."
"Why is that?" Nuan Nuan raised her neck and asked curiously.
"It might be fun."
Although Song Ci gave her the answer, Nuan Nuan still felt that the adults were very strange.
"How are you, are you obedient?" Song Ci asked.
While going to see Luo Sinan, Song Ci left her at Tang Zhoucong's house, and Ye Weilan took care of her.
Because Ye Weilan is the mother of Little Butterfly, Nuan Nuan herself has no resistance, but is more willing.
As for the safety of Nuannuan, Song Ci is actually not worried. At this time, Tang Zhoucong and his wife have [-]% trust in him. Unless they are stupid, after seeing his supernatural powers, they dare to have any bad thoughts. , but obviously, the couple are not stupid.
"I'm very obedient. I draw with my aunt, and I also help my aunt take care of the baby. The baby is so cute, but it really stinks when he stinky..." Nuan Nuan looked disgusted.
"You stink if you pull it." Song Ci said casually.
But Nuan Nuan was unhappy when she heard the words, and said that she was a little fairy, and her papa didn't stink at all, so she pedaled the small three-wheeled wheel, trying to hit Song Ci's ass with her head.
Tang Zhoucong watched Song Ci playing with the children, and couldn't help but feel very emotional in his heart, and he respected him even more.
Especially when seeing Song Ci, turning a dead person into a living person and walking around at will, this kind of respect reached its peak.
What kind of lay Taoist is this? This is an expert with great supernatural powers and abilities. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a fairy.
But it is such a person, who is so low-key, playing with children, which shows that the other party's heart has reached the state of returning to nature, and this is the real master.
An expert is not a person who is superior, but a person whose heart is like a child, who is kind and pure, can be called an expert.
Of course, these are all Tang Zhoucong's imagination.
Song Ci just wants to say that he is just an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires.
Dinner is not a big meal, just a simple family meal.
Six dishes and one soup, three meat and three vegetables, the portions are very generous.
Auntie Sun cooks authentic local dishes in Shencheng. Shencheng dishes are a bit sweet. To be honest, they don’t suit the taste of Song Ci, but they are not unpalatable.
Nuan Nuan especially liked one plate of braised pork, which was bright in color, sweet but not greasy. She cooked two bowls of rice in a row, then leaned back on the chair with a satisfied face.
Song Ci also had two drinks with Tang Zhoucong as promised.
This "good wine" is a bit spicy, a bit throaty, and the taste is not very good, but it is very good.
This may be life.
"Mr. Song, I wrote...I wrote a letter to Little Butterfly, can you bring it to her for me?" Ye Weilan asked cautiously during the meal.
"Of course." Song Ci nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Ye Weilan and Tang Zhou both showed joy when they heard the words.
Ye Weilan got up directly and brought that "letter" or a painting.
Because Little Butterfly doesn't know many characters, they also wrote a letter to their daughter by drawing.
As expected of a professional, they draw very well and convey what they want to say very well.
In fact, it's not that Song Ci didn't want to use the phone or video to let Little Butterfly and Xiaomi Mili meet their parents, but later he dismissed this idea, because the precepts of Taoyuan Village are obviously on the level of rules.
Therefore, even if Taoyuan Village leaves the owner, it can still operate as usual.
Because of this, Song Ci didn't dare to try it lightly. If phone calls and video calls can be regarded as meeting parents and relatives, wouldn't it harm the two little guys, and the gains outweigh the losses.
Moreover, Song Ci also believes that, relying on himself, the day when they can truly meet their relatives is not too far away, so don't do this risky thing.
Song Ci didn't stay overnight at Tang Zhoucong's house. After dinner, he went out with Nuannuan and even refused Tang Zhoucong to see him off by car.
I didn't rush to take a taxi, but took Nuan Nuan and strolled along the road to digest food. Nuan Nuan ate a bit too much at night.
He put his hands behind his back, and Nuan Nuan also put his hands behind his back, imitating his appearance.
The street lamps stretched out the shadows of the two of them.
PS: There is another chapter that is a little late. The main reason is that Chapter 127 was not satisfied after it was written, so it was overthrown and rewritten, which delayed a lot of time.
(End of this chapter)