Chapter 521: Good wine for relaxing muscles and strengthening bones! Strong wine for family reunions!

Dangdangdang!

Ye Wutan first knocked on the gate of the mansion.

It was quiet inside for a while.

Then there was a frivolous sound of footsteps.

Creak!

As the gate was opened from the inside, a middle-aged man with stubble and a face full of alcohol came into Ye Wutan's sight.

Ye Wutan looked carefully at his facial features and found that he was indeed somewhat similar to his father Ye Futu.

This middle-aged man was Ye Fuling.

Ye Wutan's eighth uncle.

At this moment, Ye Fuling was naturally looking Ye Wutan up and down. Seeing Ye Wutan dressed like an outsider in the city, he was slightly startled, but the surprise in his eyes was fleeting, and he asked drunkenly.

"Who are you looking for?"

Ye Wutan said softly.

"Stay overnight."

Ye Fuling looked at Ye Wutan drunkenly for a while before making way.

Ye Wutan was not polite and walked into the courtyard.

The layout of the courtyard was very ordinary.

Stone mill.

Old well.

Roof.

There was a dung basket at the gate with some horse dung in it.

Ye Wutan turned and looked at Ye Fuling again. He

saw

him staring at him intently at the gate.

But he saw that he turned around and looked back.

His expression returned to a drunken look again.

Ye Wutan set his eyes on the linen clothes on him again, and saw two words embroidered on his chest.

Dugu!

Ye Wutan guessed secretly.

He should be cleaning horse dung for the Dugu Mansion on weekdays.

At this time, Ye Fuling walked towards the yard, pointed to the woodshed, and said something drunkenly.

"I usually live alone. I don't have a guest room. If you want to stay overnight, you can only stay in the woodshed."

Ye Wutan said nothing and turned to walk towards the main room.

The layout inside was extremely simple.

A shabby eight-immortal table.

On it was a pot of strong liquor and a plate of fried peanuts.

In addition, there was a broken bed against the right wall.

Apart from that,

there was no other furniture in the main room.

There was a shabby box on the window sill at the head of the broken bed.

Ye Wutan felt

that the box was a little special.

He raised his hand and waved it.

The box fell into Ye Wutan's palm.

But at this moment, Ye Fuling's extremely cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Don't be so diligent!"

Ye Wutan turned his head and glanced at Ye Fuling.

Although there was no true energy in his body, his eyes, how could there be any sign of drunkenness?

It was clearly...

murderous intent!

Ye Wutan ignored Ye Fuling and opened the box. There was a small glass bottle inside.

There were a few long hairs and a few fetal hairs.

Ye Wutan only took a glance.

He understood.

These long hairs should be Mu Shuangqin's hair.

These fetal hairs are Ye Jiujun's fetal hair.

At this time, Ye Fuling spoke again coldly.

"Put it down!"

Ye Wutan still didn't say anything, but sat down next to the Eight Immortals Table without courtesy. First, he put the glass bottle aside, then took the wine pot and another wine bowl, and poured himself a bowl.

Tasted it.

Bitter and spicy.

Probably the head of the wine.

After taking a sip, Ye Wutian looked at Ye Fuling and said,

"Sit down."

Ye Fuling gritted his teeth, and the first thing he did when he came over was to grab the glass bottle and put it in his arms like a treasure.

Ye Wutian asked.

"Mu Shuangqin and Ye Jiujun's hair?"

Ye Fuling was struck by lightning, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

Ye Wutian said lightly.

"Ye Jiujun is fine, she is in Emei."

Ye Fuling hesitated, stared at Ye Wutian with wide eyes, and said with a trembling voice.

"Who are you?"

Ye Wutian did not answer, stretched out his hand to pinch a peanut, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Ye Fuling stared at Ye Wutian's face and asked again.

"Who are you?"

Ye Wutian asked back.

"Who are you then? What's your real name?"

Ye Fuling said.

"My name is ugly. People outside call me Shiba. I pick up shit for Dugu Mansion."

Ye Wutian asked again.

"Then, do you feel wronged?"

Ye Fuling sneered.

"I can get the monthly salary every month. What's wrong with that!"

Ye Wutian looked at Ye Fuling deeply, took another sip of wine, and said lightly.

"Although I have never met you, it's good to be alive. Moreover, people cry as soon as they are born, which shows that this world is not a good place. Everyone has been wronged! For example, after I was born, my biological mother threw me to my aunt! I lived in someone else's home! I have suffered all kinds of grievances! But now it seems like a passing cloud!"

After hearing these words, Ye Fuling stood by the table, his face as black as charcoal. Tears were overflowing

from his eye sockets. The first time Ye Fuling saw Ye Wutan, he felt that he looked like him, very much like him! He looked like his brother and his sister-in-law! Now after listening to what Ye Wutan said, he knew who this uninvited guest tonight was! Ye Fuling stood by the table for a long time, suddenly wiped away his tears, and said in a deep voice. "There are several jars of fine wine buried in the yard. I'll go get them!" Ye Wutan said. "By the way, bring me the linen clothes you hung in the yard. I'll change into them. I have something to do tomorrow." Ye Fuling said nothing. A few minutes later, Ye Fuling returned to the room with four jars of fine wine and closed the door. He also had a linen dress draped over his arm . Then. Ye Fuling took the seat and squatted on the eight-immortal table with four jars of fine wine. The uncle and nephew were speechless and began to drink. One bowl for you. One bowl for me. What kind of wine were they drinking? The ancient Ye family. Good wine that relaxes muscles and strengthens bones! Strong liquor for family reunions! They drank until the next morning! Ye Wutan just walked out of the virtual house in a linen dress. And at this time, Dugu Yan was waiting outside the door. As Ye Wutian opened the gate of the courtyard, Dugu Yan saw Ye Wutian and heard thunderous snoring coming from the hall! Dugu Yan widened his eyes, stared at the hall where the snoring came from, and said. "He has never had a good sleep in these years!" Ye Wutian, who was dressed in linen, smiled. "Isn't this where I come from?" Dugu Yan retracted his gaze and said to Ye Wutian. "I have done everything you asked." Ye Wutian said lightly. "I have drunk a lot of wine. Let's go have breakfast first, and then take me to the imperial city!" Dugu Yan saluted with his fists. "Yes!" Then, Dugu Yan took Ye Wutian into the inner palace of Dugu Mansion. The female servants inside were all a little surprised to see Dugu Yan actually bringing a young man in linen clothes into the inner palace. At the same time, in the courtyard of the inner palace, a young woman with a ponytail and a white training gown was doing boxing! Ye Wutian looked her up and down and shook his head inadvertently. The young woman noticed Ye Wutian's behavior with her peripheral vision, frowned slightly, and shouted. "Where did you come from, you dog slave who picked up shit? Why are you shaking your head?!"