Fenglan was chopping the meat, feeling emotional. Life at home was getting better and better. Living in such a luxurious house, they didn't have to worry about what to eat. Her brothers were all living well. She was really happy for her family.
The dinner was a big table full of meat. Vegetables were not on their menu. No matter whether they were expensive or cheap, they still preferred meat dishes.
The old man took out a warehouse full of Maotai as a gift to him, and today he was generous as well and took out two bottles.
"Hey, brother, you still have this stuff, and you hide it very well." Old man Guan's eyes lit up when he saw Maotai.
"Let me lend you some of my descendants' help and drink along." The old man said jokingly. Life is getting old, and everyone enjoys themselves.
"Brother, I am your biological brother. If we let them drink this wine, it will be a waste. We will both live one less day. Let's keep it for the two of us to drink slowly."
Old man... isn't it true that everyone lives one day less?
"Uncle Guan, alcohol is bad for your health. You'd better not drink it. It will delay you from holding your son." The third brother quickly took the wine from the old man's hand and opened it all. Their family usually didn't like to drink, so they would just taste it once in a while. This old man wanted to hide it and drink it himself, which was too much.
Old man Guan... he's older than me, so he brings up things that are not relevant. Fortunately, Xiaoyu and the old lady were in the inner room, otherwise it would have been very awkward.
The old man had never asked Guan about this, but when it was brought up, he asked, "You don't have any spare parts?"
"Master, he's so tired that he can do needlework now. I spent a thousand dollars and it was all in vain," the third brother laughed.
The second brother and Chen Chengping looked at Old Man Guan in shock. He was so old, and he still wanted to have a child? He spent a thousand yuan. How big must his head be? Isn't it just giving money away in vain?
Old man Guan…slapped my third son hard on the neck. Doesn’t he have any dignity? “You are the one doing needlework. I don’t want to bother with it anymore. I live one day at a time. It’s not easy to come to this world.”
The old man glanced at the old man Guan and smiled meaningfully. Explanation is a cover-up. He has the will but not the strength. Otherwise, he won't be able to stop.
The remaining few people also took a peek, lowered their heads and their faces turned red.
Old man Guan... this is nothing! There is no one in this family who is a jerk. Next time I have a secret, I will never tell them!
The family chatted and laughed as they had a late-night dinner. The old man and Old Man Guan drank a lot, and Old Man Guan began to brag about his family's glorious past.
This was the first time that Old Man Guan mentioned this. He had said before that he was from a wealthy family, but he never elaborated on how wealthy they were.
Today, I got drunk and talked nonsense. His family was the royal family during the Qing Dynasty, and he was a descendant of the royal family. When he was young, his family was very glorious, and he grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. Unfortunately, there was social unrest, and he was reported by the servants in his family, which led to his current situation.
The people of the village didn't expect that old man Guan was really of great importance. If he hadn't been liberated, this guy might have been a vassal king.
The third brother patted his chest and said, "You are a noble of a fallen country, what's that? My family is a bandit family, and my great grandfather was the leader of the bandits. If you want to be a king of the mountains, then you can live a free life..."
Mancang quickly shut up the idiot. The old man lied to Xingguo, but Xingguo didn't believe it. The third brother took it seriously. Fortunately, this guy, otherwise the whole family would be in trouble.
Old Guan's face flushed red, and he clasped his fists to the old man and said, "Brother, may I ask, our father is a bandit leader, why are you fleeing from famine?"
Old man... "I left my hometown with my wealth, hoping to seek a broader path for my descendants..."
Mancang... When he was a child, he heard others talk about how miserable his father looked when he came over. He looked like a savage, and his butt was almost exposed.
The old lady next door was listening to the old man bragging and grinning. He made up stories as if they were true. It was like they were in a den of bandits.
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