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Chapter 792 Where Is My Hometown (3)

After receiving this compliment, Gui Sheng felt that everything today was worth it!

Seeing his father showing him a loving smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help but want to act like a spoiled child: "Father, my hand..."

Before he finished speaking, his father had already rushed into the house holding a waiver card.

"Damn it! It's done, it's done! Our baby is out of danger! He's safe!"

Gui Sheng stood alone in the yard, looking at his limp hand, and only then did he have the opportunity to finish what he just said.

"Father, my hands hurt so much...my face hurts too..."

Now, my heart hurts a little...

The third son of the Gui family was spared the fate of making an offering, but the joy did not last long. After a few days, they found that the way other people in the village looked at them had changed. Gui Sheng's father couldn't help asking , but they talked about him.

Until the day of the next tasting, and the next time.

The head of the door didn't know if he was used to Gui Sheng, or there were other reasons, but he asked him to taste the wine every time. How long he had been there, and how long the Gui family's exemption card had been hanging, unconsciously, That little doll has grown to three or four years old, and began to call mother and father in a childish voice.

"The children of other families have already been sent for blood donation, but fortunately our family doesn't need it!"

Gui's mother is a young woman, she looks much better than Gui's dead mother, no wonder Gui's father, who is five big and three rough, is so protective after the reunion.

The hulking man carefully picked up Yao'er, and teased him to call him father a few more times. The laughter and laughter in the courtyard spread out, making the faces of the neighbors who heard it even more ugly.

All the children in their family have been there, why not this one?

Some of their children have not come back so far, why can this family smile with nothing to do with themselves?

The children of their family have to make offerings every year, and have to endure pain and separation. Why is this family the only one doing well!

Why!Why!This is not fair at all!
This time, in addition to Gui Sheng, there were a few more fresh faces in the wine tasting.

Gui Sheng stood outside the exquisite courtyard brought by the people from the Dayyang Gate, looking at the fellow villagers who had volunteered to recommend themselves.

"Then Guisheng is just a kid, what does he know! He hasn't learned how to make wine at all! Let us go! Our Da Zhuang grew up in a wine cellar since he was a child! His nose and tongue are amazing !"

"That's right, how old is Guisheng! The rest of our family is about to be fifteen years old. Compared with the big and strong Guisheng, they have drank more wine than they have eaten! Let our family come here !"

The temptation to waive the confession was too great, and no one could avoid it. Seeing that the noise outside the gate was getting louder and louder, the disciples of the Day Yang Sect guarding the gate had already started to get irritable, and someone inside sent a new order.

"Take them all in."

Everyone who took the risk to get involved in this act all showed joy, holding the hands of their children one by one, and exhorting them in every possible way.

"Remember to be smart for a while! Speak well!"

"Don't make the adults inside angry!"

"Complete the task of wine tasting well, and mother will prepare delicious food for you at home!"

Gui Sheng listened to the nagging that didn't belong to him, looked down at the open space in front of his shoes, and suddenly felt envious.

It would be great if his parents could also come to see him off, then he would no longer be timid because he was about to step into hell.

He will have courage in his heart, because he wants to go home.

The few newcomers quickly overtook Gui Sheng and came to the front.

He walked slowly and nonchalantly, trying to retain as much energy as possible.

It turned out that everyone thought tasting wine was a good job...

(End of this chapter)