Chapter 332 Wine

"Sister, be careful what you say, your brother and I are smart!"

Sun Shuqi groaned angrily, and Meng Yao handed him another piece of red bean cake.

With food, Sun Shuqi looks like a large dog whose head has been petted.

He sighed with satisfaction, "The food made by my sister is really delicious. I wish I could eat the food made by my sister every day!"

He had a good idea!
"You went to someone's restaurant, didn't you make trouble?"

While Meng Yao was busy, she asked another casual question.

Because Sun Shuqi was eating, she said vaguely: "I'm going to eat, shouldn't I be picky? Besides, although the food in her restaurant is good, it's not really good. If the cook in that house is really like my sister, you It’s so delicious, I’m sure I can’t pick a thorn!”

Meng Yao felt a little embarrassed when Sun Shuqi kept praising her, but she knew that her brother was picky and had eaten a lot of good things, so she couldn't say a good word easily.

To get his good compliment, the cook in the restaurant Qiao Xiyan opened could only be really good.

Meng Yao raised her eyebrows and asked, "Have you seen the cook in that restaurant?"

The pancake seller and steamed stuffed bun seller that Qiao Xiyan hired before, honestly speaking, their cooking skills are average, especially the people in the villages and towns. !

Qiao Xi asked for a new cook?

"No!"

Sun Shuqi shook her head while she was eating, "It's always been that Joe who entertained me. I didn't see the cook come out. Except for one female waiter in the restaurant, that's Joe..."

When Sun Shuqi mentioned the surname Qiao, she suddenly paused.

"That's not right, that Qiao Xin is also surnamed Qiao, and this Qiao is also surnamed Qiao. The two of them are not related?"

Meng Yao immediately gave Sun Shuqi a thumbs up, "Brother is so smart, the two of them really have a relationship."

He took down the Zhengxiang pastry that Sun Shuqi was eating, and Baba looked at Meng Yao, "Don't tell me they are sisters, they don't look alike at all!"

I don't know where Sun Shuqi can tell that they don't look like each other, but the two of them are quite alike.

"Although they are not biological sisters, they are cousins."

After Sun Shuqi heard this, he felt stuffy and uncomfortable, but he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable!
"Obviously the two of them are not alike at all, and they can be related, but there is no way to do it, the blood relationship cannot be erased, although they are cousins, they are just different, that Qiao Xin must not be as bad as that Qiao Face……"

Balabala was trying to excuse Qiao Xin from the beginning to the end.

Meng Yao couldn't help pressing her forehead lightly, and opened her mouth to change the subject, "Brother, I heard you're leaving?"

"Yes!"

Sun Shuqi thought that she hadn't been here for long, and her face instantly collapsed, "I'm being urged by the crew, my mother doesn't seem to be in any serious condition, and I should be leaving soon, sister, once I leave, I won't be here anymore. I can't eat the delicious food you made, I feel sad when I think about it!"

Sun Shuqi is really a child's heart, any emotion comes and goes as soon as it is said.

Meng Yao suppressed her worries about Sun Shuqi and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, don't worry, I will be with you after you leave. I will take care of my godmother. If you are far away, I will make some durable things and send them to you, okay?"

"it is good!"

Sun Shuqi clapped her hands happily, "Sister, why am I so happy to have such a good sister like you, come and hug me!"

"Get up! Do you dare to hug?"

Meng Yao pretended to be disgusted and pushed her away, but Sun Shuqi was still smiling, with an incomparably bright smile on her face.

The simpler the mind, the happier the life.

Meng Yao hoped that Sun Shuqi could live such a happy life forever.

The wine made by Meng Yao is ready to drink.

She made only one can of wine made from grapes grown by Uncle Hu.

When she was brewing, Uncle Hu and Sun Shuqi were guarding her. When she was in Kaifeng, the two of them were still guarding. One was closer to the other, and the other was longer than the other.

"The taste of this wine is here!"

Uncle Hu squeezed his beard, his eyes sparkled, "I can't drink white wine, but I can always drink some of this wine, right?"

Just as Meng Yao wanted to ask Uncle Hu if he had any taboos on alcohol, Sun Shuqi already burst out laughing.

"Uncle, you'd better stop drinking, in case you get dizzy after drinking wine..."

"Shut up for me, kid!"

Uncle Hu immediately blew his beard and glared at Sun Shuqi angrily, "Old man, I can drink well, why do I get dizzy, I just drink a jar of white wine, and it will make me dizzy."

Sun Shuqi shrank her neck and stopped talking.

He just winked at Meng Yao when she looked over curiously.

Sister, don't listen to my uncle's nonsense, he just pours from a glass, and he is the kind who pours it immediately after drinking.

When he was young, he didn't know it, and was frightened by his fainted uncle and cried loudly.

Don't be fooled, sister.

Meng Yao couldn't understand the look in Sun Shuqi's eyes, but she also knew that Uncle Hu didn't seem to be able to drink alcohol.

When Uncle Hu took out the spoon and wanted to taste the wine, he immediately grabbed it for him.

"Uncle Hu, you can't drink this wine!"

"Why can't I drink?"

Uncle Hu blew his beard and stared when he heard it, he was very dissatisfied.

"The grapes are the grapes I planted, and I also helped when the wine was brewed!"

Yes, Uncle Hu helped pick the fruit stems, indeed he helped.

"Besides, let's talk...Yao girl, have you forgotten what you promised me? You promised to give me a jar of wine."

"Yes, this jug of wine is mine, I can drink whatever I want!"

Uncle Hu pretended to pick up the wine jar, but Meng Yao raised his hand and slapped Uncle Hu's hand off.

"Don't touch!"

Uncle Hu was sad, and stared at his eyes, "You little girl, you don't believe what you say, I planted these grapes!"

"I know you planted it!"

Meng Yao was so helpless, "I didn't say I wouldn't let you drink it, but I just want to make sure whether you can drink it or not. What if Uncle Hu turns out to be good or bad?"

"Of course I can drink it!"

Uncle Hu waved his hand, and he raised his beard, "I'm the invincible player who drinks all over the world, don't listen to this brat talking nonsense, he deliberately ruined my reputation!"

Meng Yao didn't believe Uncle Hu's words and turned to Sun Shuqi.

Under Uncle Hu's gaze, Sun Shuqi nodded weakly.

"If you can drink it, you can drink it, but...you have to drink less, just a little bit!"

Sun Shuqi stretched out her hand and gestured for that little bit, which was not even the size of a fingernail.

As soon as he made the gesture, Uncle Hu grabbed Sun Shuqi's ear.

"You brat, are you deliberately against me, aren't you? When will I only be able to drink a little bit, old man, I am invincible in drinking all over the world, drink... Uh, this is, for me?"

Meng Yao scooped up some wine and handed it to Uncle Hu. Uncle Hu calmed down instantly, and a bright smile appeared on his old face.

"It's better to be Yao girl!"

(End of this chapter)

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