Chapter 121
In the hot French summer, the village of Pauillac is still crowded with tourists.
Under the blue sky, the retro buildings of the winery are faintly visible in the distance.
A self-driving off-road vehicle was driving steadily on the red brick and tile road, raising clouds of dust. The plane trees and cypresses on both sides of the road covered the roof of the vehicle and blocked the glaring sunlight.
Little You Mian, who was seven years old at the time, was sleeping soundly on You Daijun's lap. The cool air-conditioning kept the temperature in the car very comfortable. When You Daijun lowered his head, he could see You Mian's extremely long and thick eyelashes fluttering, and her chestnut brown curly hair felt soft to the touch.
Wagner, who was in the driver's seat, raised his charming green eyes, glanced sideways at little You Mian lying on You Daijun's knees, and said with a handsome smile, "We'll be there soon, sweetie, wake up quickly."
After the car stopped, You Daijun gently pinched little You Mian's face.
"Sweetie?"
Little Youmian sat up drowsily, first hugged You Daijun and called her mother, then kissed her cheek before grasping the edge of the car window with both hands and leaning out.
"Where is this?" Little Youmian asked puzzledly.
His round amber eyes were filled with cute questions. Before You Daijun could answer him, Wagner, who had walked around the front of the car, had already walked to the passenger seat. He let out a childish "wow" and scared little You Mian.
Little Youmian opened his eyes wide and screamed in fear, then he started to giggle, "Dad."
Although there were few tourists around, there were still three or four cars parked in front of the winery gate.
Among them is an extremely luxurious extended Lincoln.
Wagner took little Youmian down from Youdaijun's lap, held his hand and said, "This is the most famous winery in France."
They came here to collect folk songs.
Little Youmian looked around a few times. Her jade-like appearance, chestnut curly hair and amber eyes were so sweet that they made people feel sweet at first sight.
When others saw Wagner's appearance, they immediately realized that little Youmian was a mixed-race child.
You Daijun also got out of the car. Wagner took her bag and put it on his left shoulder. The three of them walked into the winery for a visit.
Little Youmian raised his hands high, holding Wagner and Youdaijun, and skipped forward, while the adults also accommodated him by walking in small steps.
Once he saw the expensive wine sealed in the glass display case, Xiao Youmian asked in a mixture of Chinese and German: "Is this wine sweet?"
You Daijun corrected him and told him not to confuse the two languages while thinking: "This kind of red wine should be more bitter, right?"
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