Before, she always sent roast goose to Uncle Ming, but now it’s the other way around and Uncle Ming sends her roast goose.
She gave half one and Uncle Ming gave one.
"Brother Zongtang, to tell the truth, this wine was buried together under the peach tree when your great-grandfather was still alive. There are three bottles in total. I gave two bottles to your great-grandfather, and I have never been willing to drink this bottle!" Uncle Ming told Fang Zongtang the origin of the wine.
She felt that the bottle was not so important anymore.
“My great-grandfather makes the best wine.”
Uncle Ming nodded, took the bottle and unsealed it.
"Your great grandfather told me that you have a better talent for antiques than he does. You learn everything quickly and very hard. But there is one thing you didn't learn from him."
This is another attempt to dig up her dark history.
Uncle Ming continued, "Every time you brew wine, it tastes like pot washing water. Your great grandfather taught you for a while, but then gave up. He said that you were doing well this way, and that you shouldn't have all the talent to yourself!"
Fang Zongtang picked up the white jade cup and took a sip.
“It tastes good!”
Uncle Ming immediately smiled and said, "You don't have the skills, yet you're still picky."
Fang Zongtang put down the cup with a smile: "It's enough if there is one person in our family who can do it."
Uncle Ming glanced at Song Yi who was serving the dishes to the table. After he left, he lowered his voice and said to Fang Zongtang: "I was wrong before. Your great grandfather has a good eye!"
She likes to hear people praising her great-grandfather.
Li Ming also tasted the Bamboo Leaf Green Tea. It was brewed by the old man himself and it was so good!
Uncle Ming took a few bites of the food and then got down to business.
"I heard your parents are back!"
She immediately guessed why Uncle Ming came.
The New Year is coming soon and sacrificial items are very popular. He has no time to repair calligraphy and paintings. Suddenly he comes over with wine, and he knows what's going on without having to think.
"Did Song Yi tell you?" No wonder I spoke for him just now.
Uncle Ming chuckled, didn't say anything, and didn't explain, just accepted it.
"Your father must have taken after your grandmother. Your grandfather was in poor health, so he was not very picky when it came to marrying a wife. Your great-grandfather also regretted it in his later years."
She knows about it.
"It can't be helped. My grandfather already has one foot in the coffin. If my grandmother's family hadn't been attracted by my great grandfather's craftsmanship and offered a large dowry, they definitely wouldn't have married my grandmother to our family. No one wants to marry off their daughter and then have a son-in-law come to their door and cry about him."
Uncle Ming knew that Brother Zongtang saw through everything, but he didn't expect him to be so clear-sighted.
She told him so calmly about something that he, at his age, couldn't understand.
"Your great grandfather also had difficulties. He didn't want to have a successor to his skills!"
Fang Zongtang: "I understand what you mean, but it's impossible for me to recognize them!"
Uncle Ming quickly explained: "I didn't ask you to recognize them."
Fang Zongtang said very calmly: "In fact, if they didn't come to my house, I would definitely treat them as if they didn't exist. It was they who insisted on coming to my house to cause trouble. Do you think I would be lenient towards people who came to my house to cause trouble?"
Uncle Ming said nothing, he couldn't persuade anyone.
"I came here because I don't want to see you angry. You think it's so clear, I'm just worrying too much."
She picked up the wine glass, poured half a glass for Uncle Ming, and waved to Song Yi to take the rest.
"Put it away. I'll keep it and drink it slowly!"
Uncle Ming was so angry that he laughed.
Just know to put things in your hands!
"Okay, I won't say anything. Thanks to you, I'll try the food made by the richest man!"