The Age of Rebirth: The Veteran Rough Man Carried His Hot Wife Home

Chapter 858

At the dinner that followed, Zhou Xing found that she couldn't lose weight anymore, because every time she took a bite of the food on the dinner table, her mouth was attracted by them, the kind that she couldn't stop.

Especially the wine on the dinner table, her stomach, which had a bit of a stomachache before, seemed to be getting better after drinking.

Yang Huai drank with Jian Haotian and Zhou Xiong, and he didn't know how many glasses he drank, but apart from his blushing face, his thoughts were quite clear.

"Comrade Jian, Meimei is really good at acting. If your family wants to let her develop in the entertainment industry, I know a few directors here. I can introduce them to you. You can take this child to try it out." Mirror, it's also a good training."

As a father, Jian Haotian naturally knew that his daughter really liked this performance. Now that Yang Huaiken gave his daughter some opportunities, he must be very grateful.

"Thank you, drink." The way to express gratitude between men is to drink.

As soon as Yang Huai heard this, he couldn't wait to pick up the glass of wine in front of him, carefully drank half of the glass, and he was a bit reluctant to drink up the remaining half glass at once.

After Jian Haotian finished drinking a glass of fruit wine, he immediately noticed his little trick, so he pursed his lips and smiled, and told him, "If Comrade Yang likes to drink this fruit wine, when you go back later, take a bottle back and slowly drink it." drink."

"Is it okay?" Yang Huai didn't think that he could take a bottle back with him when he left, and asked flattered.

Seeing his surprise, Jian Haotian, who drank this wine every day, said with a smile, "There's nothing wrong with it, you can drink as much homemade fruit wine as you want."

Yang Huai looked at the half glass of fruit wine in front of him in surprise, with a look of disbelief, "Comrade Jian, you just said that you made this fruit wine yourself, and didn't you buy it at a high price?"

When Jian Haotian heard his question, he laughed out loud, as if he heard some funny joke.

But it’s not easy to laugh too much. After he stopped laughing, he quickly answered Yang Huai’s question, “The food we eat at home is all produced by ourselves, it has nothing to do with the outside world, and this fruit wine has an exclusive taste. Although we also sell fruit wine in this city, the taste is still a bit different from ours."

Yang Huai showed an expression of sudden realization, and at the same time looked at him a little enviously and said, "Comrade Jian, your family is really nice, not only delicious mutton, delicious vegetables, but now even the wine is so delicious, I had a meal at your house , I don’t even want to go back to the city, I just want to live in your house and eat your food.”

At the same time, on the other end, Zhou Xing, who had eaten and drank these things on the dinner table, was finally slapped in the face.

Because now she is not only obsessed with the food on other people's dinner tables, but also with other people's wine.

"Miss Li, where did you buy this wine from your family? Can you tell me the address? I will ask my agent to buy some and bring it back to me. I found that after drinking your fruit wine, I seemed to feel those dark spots on my body before. It’s as if the problems are alleviating.”

When Li Qiaomu heard her words, the corners of his mouth curled down, and he thought to himself, their fruit wine was mixed with Lingquan, so the effect is naturally good.

"There is a fruit wine in our provincial capital, which sells the fruit wine made from our fruits, but what we drink now is my own homemade wine. If you want, I can give you two bottles."

(End of this chapter)