Zhou Yong glared at Hu Zi unhappily, almost scolding him for talking too much.
Hu Zi shrank his neck in fear and secretly moved his little butt to the side.
Fortunately, not long after, Xu Xiuying prepared dinner and invited them to eat.
There are three dishes in total, one is boiled pumpkin, one is smashed cucumber, and the other is fried mushrooms.
The mushrooms were brought back by Zhou Yong, and Xu Xiuying specially fried them.
But there is no meat.
No one thought there was anything wrong.
However, during the meal, Mr. Zhou insisted on drinking and no one could persuade him to stop. In the end, they could only pour him a small glass and let him taste a little of the wine. They didn't dare let him drink too much.
This is what the old lady asked for. If he makes trouble again, the old lady will quarrel with him.
Zhou Weiguo took the opportunity to pour himself a small cup. He wanted to drink more, but unfortunately Mr. Zhou refused and insisted that if he dared to drink more, he would have to drink the same amount.
So the old lady made it clear that he was not allowed to drink more.
Zhou Weiguo was very depressed, but he didn't dare to make trouble with the old lady. Some time ago, the old lady and the old man almost died, which really scared him. He still feels scared now.
Zhou Yong was in a more miserable situation. The old man and Zhou Weiguo said that they wanted to punish him for driving under the influence and he was not allowed to touch a drop of alcohol, so now he could only watch with envy.
Because there was only a small glass of wine, the father and son were reluctant to drink it all in one gulp and only took a small sip.
As soon as they took a sip of the wine, they were both stunned.
They didn't have high hopes for the bulk wine that Zhou Yong brought back, but because they were so craving for it, they didn't feel disgusted.
Who would have thought that this drink tasted so good!
Mr. Zhou couldn't help but ask Zhou Yong: "Where did you get this wine?"
Zhou Yong knew what he was thinking as soon as he saw his expression, and quickly said, "It was given by Comrade Jiang. He's quite capable. I think he probably got this good wine from a friend."
Mr. Zhou smacked his lips, savoring the taste carefully, then nodded in agreement: "It's indeed a good wine!"
After saying that, she couldn't help but look down on Zhou Yong: "Look at him, then look at you!"
Zhou Yong pursed his lips in frustration, then quickly said unconvincedly, "Grandpa, I'm your grandson! Besides, Comrade Jiang is interested in me and wants to be my brother. Doesn't that just prove that I'm pretty good too?"
When Mr. Zhou heard this, he suddenly felt that what he said made a lot of sense!
He just snorted: "You are lucky."
Comrade Jiang was able to give them such good ginseng without asking for too much. He is indeed a good comrade.
When Mr. Zhou recalled the excruciating pain he had felt before, his mood became complicated.
When he first went to the battlefield, he didn't think too much. He just wanted to drive out the enemy and defend his country. Later, he succeeded.
But those injuries are so torturous!
Especially when it hurts, it's so painful that it makes you want to die.
If he hadn't been reluctant to leave his wife and wanted to live a few more years for his fallen comrades, he probably would have given up long ago.
This time after taking the medicine, he didn't feel any pain anymore. Even his old legs had strength again. It was really... it was like he was reborn.
This is a great favor!
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou suddenly looked at the bowl of fried mushrooms on the table: "Are these the mushrooms that Comrade Jiang led the villagers to grow? Let me try them and see how they taste."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com