"Wow, this girl is really beautiful! I thought you were just messing with us, but she's even prettier than in the photos and videos!"
"Yes, yes, look at that little face, that little mouth, those big eyes and that little nose, I think she's just as good-looking as the third son of the Fu family!"
"It's not that she's not bad, she looks even better than Fu San'er in my opinion. Come here, Sheng Sheng, right? Come over here and let Grandma see her. Oh my, how can she be so beautiful!"
"..."
One sentence after another was full of praise for Qin Sheng's beauty, almost making her feel like she was on cloud nine.
Qin Sheng's brow twitched involuntarily.
On the other side, Wang Shujun was laughing so hard her eyes were almost closed, and she kept waving to Qin Sheng: "Nannan, come here quickly, let Grandma take a good look at you."
Then he looked at Qin Zhao and said, "Zhao'er, come here quickly. I've been so worried about your grandmother."
The siblings exchanged a glance, and then finally walked over.
Only then did the old people notice the silent boy following behind Qin Sheng. Upon seeing him, their hearts ached with envy and jealousy.
Although this child is still young, just by looking at his facial features and temperament, one can imagine how handsome and refined he will be when he grows up.
The younger generation of the Qin family are truly outstanding!
Another round of unsolicited praise ensued, making Qin Sheng and her brother sound like they were living in heaven. One of the elderly men, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, even excitedly introduced Qin Zhao to a young girl in his family who was about the same age as him, wanting to arrange a marriage for her as soon as possible.
That means Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng are already engaged; otherwise, things would be even more outrageous right now.
Of course, it's outrageous enough.
Don't be fooled by Qin Zhao's admission to Tiandu No.1 Middle School; remember, he skipped directly from the first year of junior high to the third year. In fact, he just celebrated his fourteenth birthday.
They're still a long way from adulthood.
Without Qin Sheng having to lift a finger, the old man and woman, fearing that these old folks would harm their grandson, had already pulled Qin Zhao back from either side, stopping the old man's outrageous behavior.
It was almost dinnertime, so I immediately notified the servants to serve the food.
There were four elderly people who came, plus the eight members of the Qin family, making a total of twelve people who filled a round table. Qin Sheng and Qin Zhao were pulled to sit among the elderly.
The two: "..."
The old folks just wanted to look at the two men's faces, to have something to eat with their drinks, and they didn't care about them at all; they were already chatting away on their own.
As they were chatting, one of the elderly men, the one who looked like Maitreya Buddha, Mr. Zhai, suddenly remembered something. He got up and jogged over to the pile of gifts they had brought for the Qin family, and began rummaging through them.
Seeing this, another old man, Mr. Shao, with a goatee, couldn't help but peek out and shout, "Old Zhai, what are you doing? What are you looking for?!"
Before even finding the item, Old Master Zhai, without looking up, said, "The wine from last time, the one I gave you a cup of, I brought it with me today!"
Grandpa Shao's eyes widened instantly: "You actually brought this?!"
He was so angry that his beard bristled: "Last time I begged and pleaded until my saliva was dry, but you still wouldn't pour me another cup. Now that we're at the Qin family's house, you're willing to bring one. What, is our relationship not close enough or what?!"
Old Master Zhai snorted coldly, "With your drinking capacity, even if I brought out two more jars, it wouldn't be enough for you. If I brought them out, what would be left for me? Let alone bring them over for the old buddies to enjoy together today!"
"Alright, enough nonsense. This was brought here for you too, so just drink it all, okay?!"
His eyes lit up, and he grabbed a small jar that had been placed in the corner, laughing loudly, "Found it!"
He immediately wobbled back.
Grandpa Zhai carefully placed the small jar on the table, just about to open it, when a loud shout rang out like a thunderclap from a clear sky. The sound was so loud that it almost startled Grandpa Zhai into knocking over the wine jar.
It was only thanks to the timely assistance of Grandpa Shao, who was standing nearby, that the object was stabilized.
The two men glared at Old Master Qin, who was shouting, and said irritably, "What are you yelling about? Are you going to pay for the spilled wine?!"
I'll pay!
His family has ten jars of wine in this style!
Old Master Qin instinctively wanted to retort, but when he thought about the origins of the wine in his house and recalled the nervous expressions of the two men earlier, he wasn't quite sure and didn't dare to speak up for a moment.
He looked at the jar of wine with suspicion and tentatively asked, "Is this wine very precious? Where did it come from?"
When this was mentioned, Old Master Zhai temporarily put aside his anger and revealed a smug look: "Of course it's precious, a bottle of wine worth tens of millions, do you think it's precious or not?"
"Money is one thing, but the key issue is that it's in demand but priceless. Even if you have the money and are willing to spend tens of millions more, you still can't find this wine!"
Old Master Qin raised an eyebrow: "Oh? What do you mean?"
Grandpa Zhai raised his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth even higher. He patted the wine jar and said with deep emotion, "This jar of wine was auctioned off by my unfilial son from a special trading place. It is said to come from some QS base. So far, only twelve jars have been released, released over five years."
"But those five years were from 2014 to 2018. Starting from the second half of 2018, the QS base stopped selling this kind of wine to outsiders."
"Think about it, it's been more than two years since the last batch of wine. Even those who managed to buy it before, nine out of ten have probably finished it by now." He patted the wine jar under his hand again, his pride undisguised. "It's very likely the last jar in the world."
If it weren't for his unfilial son, who forgot about the wine after taking a picture of it, and only brought it over last month, he wouldn't even have been able to keep this jar.
This is a good deal for the old folks.
Alright, alright, the wine is important, but nothing is more important than these old friends I've known all my life. Let them all have a taste!
I see. So it must just look alike; they're probably not the same thing.
Grandpa Qin nodded, whether out of regret or relief, and was about to say, "Then I'll have to try it properly," when he looked up and saw that Grandpa Zhai and the others were all stunned.
He was also taken aback and followed their gaze.
Then I was completely stunned.
Not far from the restaurant entrance, an elderly man with graying temples was carrying two jars of wine, one in his left hand and one in his right. When he met everyone's gaze, he was startled and stopped in his tracks.
It was Lu Yanqing.
He didn't know when he left his seat, and now he was standing at the door holding two of the ten jars of wine that Qin Sheng had sent over.
Qin Yu looked at it and couldn't help but cover his face with his hand.
Oh no, I'm going to lose face in front of my old friends!
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