Reborn 1980 has become a lucky bag for brothers

Chapter 267 The Grandpa Under the Control of His Grandson

It took a whole week of busy work on the fish pond before it was completely done.

The fruit trees were planted, and the vegetable seedlings also went to the ground.

Now it's just a matter of going elsewhere to buy fry and returning them to the fish pond.

Tired for so many days, everyone finished work in the morning, and He Xiangyun was busy in the kitchen in the afternoon. He cooked two tables of delicious dishes and asked the helpers to come over for dinner. By the way, he also invited Mr. Jin to liven up the excitement.

Jin Lao was also very happy, and wanted to have a drink with An Qingzhu for a rare occasion.

But Jin Yi ruthlessly took the wine glass away.

"Grandpa, the doctor said you can't drink alcohol."

The mellow fragrance that was about to reach his mouth was interrupted by his grandson. Mr. Jin was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes. It's a pity that he doesn't have a beard, otherwise the picture would be exactly the same.

"Damn boy, it's not that you can't drink it. The doctor just said to drink less. I'm happy today. How about a small cup?"

For the first time, Mr. Jin felt that his grandson accompanying him to the countryside to recuperate was simply in the way.

"You can drink it!" Jin Yi put the cup back.

Mr. Jin is happy, look, his grandson can't beat him.

Available in the next second.

"However, the grapes in the yard will be ripe in two months. When the time comes, I will have to keep an eye on Grandpa's wine making. I can't let Grandpa drink it anymore."

When Mr. Jin heard this, he was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, his grandson would do this to him.

You know what he likes most is the wine he makes himself.

Bought from outside, no matter how high-end it is, I feel that it lacks a little taste.

That's why he took care of those grapes with his grandson, in order to brew some for himself to drink when they are ripe.

The doctor also said that he can still drink wine.

But what this kid means: After drinking this white wine, don't even think about drinking wine.

This is tantamount to letting him smell the wine he brewed by himself, but he can't drink a glass. That kind of taste is more uncomfortable than killing him.

An Qingzhu also understood Jin Yi's operation, and raised the wine jug in a timely manner as if he was about to pour wine for Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin also figured it out this time, so he could only reluctantly cover the wine glass, "No, you can drink the green bamboo by yourself, old man, I'd better drink the fish soup. The fish soup made by your family is a must."

Look carefully, the old man said this with gnashing of teeth.

Seeing this scene, everyone at the table couldn't help but laugh.

Who would have thought that such a hero of the country would be deflated in front of his grandson.

However, they also agree with Jin Xiaozi's approach, the old and the young, the old are sometimes like children, and the younger generation should always remind them.

The next day, An Qingzhu found out that a family in a village had fish fry for sale.

An Qingzhu called his eldest son to come with him, and brought the fry back in the afternoon.

They came back with fish fry with water plants on their heads. A villager met them on the road and said hello. They knew that An Qingzhu had bought fish fry back, but the fish fry were covered by water plants, and they couldn't see how big the fish fry was.

But the story of An Qingzhu putting fish fry in the fish pond quickly spread in the village.

He Xiangyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait another three months, or even half a year, when the first wave of fish is fished out for the villagers to buy or exchange, it will be considered that the way is really clear.

Xiaotuanzi will be safer then, but they still have to be more careful now.

When Mr. Jin heard that there were fish in the fishpond, he immediately became interested and asked He Xiangyun if he could let him go fishing.

Of course, He Xiangyun agreed without hesitation. For Mr. Jin, she was worried that she would have nowhere to repay him!
The next day, Mr. Jin asked Uncle Zhao to prepare the fishing tackle, and then the villagers saw Mr. Jin carrying a fishing rod into the fish pond of An Qingzhu's house.

(End of this chapter)