Li Xiang said hesitantly, "Dad told us to prepare the meal."
Wang Huilian waved her hand: "You go first, I'll be right there."
After Li Xiang left, Wang Huilian pushed Shen Hongmei with her hand: "Don't cry, what's the use of crying? You just stay in the room obediently for a while, and you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you hear me?"
"If you dare to go out again, I will let your father cook your skin. Do you hear me?"
After pushing several times, Shen Hongmei finally heard a muffled response from under her arm.
Leaving her troublesome daughter behind, Wang Huilian went to the outer room in a distracted mood to cook with Li Xiang.
It was winter and there were not many dishes that could be cooked in the countryside, let alone meat, so the meal was the same as last time.
This time, Old Man Shen said to the third son, Shen Qiushu, "Go, get the wine I saved. I'm happy today, so I have to have a couple of drinks!"
"Okay, okay!" After Chen Qiushu agreed, he quickly went downstairs to find his sister-in-law to get the key.
When Zhao Changgui heard that there was still wine, his eyes lit up: "I still have some wine hidden. It's been a long time since I last drank it. Today I'm finally in for a treat."
"Not much, just a little bit. I wanted to save it for the New Year to offer to my ancestors, but today I'm happy, so I just drink it. If my ancestors knew about this happy event, they would definitely be happy too."
These days, there’s not enough food to eat, so where would we get extra grain to make wine?
The wine that Old Man Shen hid was brewed from wild fruits that his family had picked in the mountains. It had a slight taste of alcohol and was sour and astringent.
But even so, it was only a small bottle, and Old Man Shen usually kept it like a treasure, and even he himself was reluctant to drink a sip.
It can be seen that I am really happy today.
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