I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 463 Fruit Wine_1

Chapter 463: Chapter 463 Fruit Wine_1

"Brother-in-law, you’re here!"

No sooner had Yuhang parked the car than Xian Qianzhong, already grinning, popped his face up to the window.

The engine was still running when he took the initiative to open Yuhang’s door, leaned in, glanced around, and said with a smile, "I heard from my little sister that you brought wine?"

"Yeah."

Yuhang nodded, casually handing the jar of wine that was on the passenger seat over to Xian Qianzhong.

Upon seeing the jar’s appearance, Xian Qianzhong couldn’t help but frown and said to Yuhang, "Brother-in-law, you didn’t just buy this wine at a random market, did you?"

Not bothering to explain further, Yuhang said with a smile, "Take good care of it, there are only these two jars of wine in the whole world, and if it breaks, that’s it."

At Yuhang’s words, Xian Qianzhong’s hands trembled, the jar nearly slipping from his grasp.

"Brother-in-law, what... what exactly is inside this jar?"

Raising an eyebrow, Yuhang said with a smile, "Naturally, it’s fine wine."

"Fine wine?" Xian Qianzhong looked down at the crudely made jar in his arms with a disgusted face and asked doubtfully again, "Are you sure you didn’t buy it from some roadside stand?"

Yuhang got out of the car, locked the door, walked briskly to Xian Qianzhong’s side, snatched the jar from his arms with his left hand, and with a sideways glance chided, "You’d better not even think about drinking this wine."

Yuhang, holding two jars of wine, walked straight toward the villa.

The front door was wide open, and the sounds of conversation and laughter could be heard from inside.

As Yuhang had just stepped over the threshold, a deep bark echoed, "Woof."

Hmm?

This bark sounded somewhat familiar.

Soon, a dog as majestic as a lion came trotting over to him, vigorously wagging its broom-like tail.

"Woof."

"Little Hei? What are you doing here?" Yuhang was surprised, not expecting to see Little Hei here.

Speaking of which, since Little Hei’s return, Yuhang hadn’t spent much time with it, and now it seemed to be constantly glued to Lin Panxia, as if it had become her dog.

"You’ve arrived just in time, help me carry a jar of wine."

With that, Yuhang placed one of the jars on top of Little Hei’s head as he went along.

Little Hei, seeing you treated the jar with such care, looked up and crouched on its hind legs, allowing the jar to slide from its head to its back, where Little Hei’s bushy tail wrapped around it, securing the jar in place.

"Oh? Not a bad idea, who taught you this?"

"Woof."

Pleased with the praise from his owner, Little Hei looked rather smug.

"Wow, Little Hei, you’re so clever, who taught you that!"

At this moment, Lin Panxia came bouncing over, her large pomelos bobbing in front of her, wearing cute bear slippers.

"Brother Mu Yun, Little Hei still needs to borrow me for a few more days, you can’t take him away just yet. I’ve already talked this over with my little aunt," she said.

"Little aunt? Who’s your little aunt?"

"She’s talking about your mother."

Xian Qianling also walked out from the house; the indoor temperature was warmer than outside. She wasn’t dressed heavily, but unlike before, she wasn’t wearing tight clothing, instead opting for a simple casual tracksuit.

You nodded slightly and said with a smile to Lin Panxia, "Don’t worry, you can borrow Little Hei for as long as you need."

"Mu Yun has arrived, come on in."

Xian Qianling’s mother, Gongsun Duxiu, came out with a smile on her face. She looked you up and down and a natural smile appeared on her face.

Once in the living room, three elderly men were sitting on a wooden sofa, looking at you with different expressions; in addition, Xian Qianling’s father, Xian Yanbai, and a serious-faced, stern middle-aged man were sitting together.

Of course, they all wore smiles, but their gazes at you were somewhat different.

You didn’t pay much attention to distinguishing their looks and cheerfully placed the wine jar in your hand on the coffee table in the living room. Then, you took another wine jar from Little Hei’s tail and placed the two seemingly ordinary wine jars side by side.

"Mu Yun, what’s in this jar?"

Raising your eyes and arching an eyebrow, you said with a smile, "Wine."

"Wine? What kind of wine?" The centenarian Grandfather immediately stood up at the mention of wine, walked over to you, grabbed a wine jar, brought his nose close to sniff it, and frowned, "There’s no scent of wine, eh?"

"Grandfather, I’ve sealed the wine jar tightly. Naturally, you can’t smell anything with your nose."

"Then open it."

"Hey, hey, Comrade Lian, don’t rush to open it!" Xian Runze quickly called out to stop him, laughing, "Since everyone has arrived, let’s all take our seats at the table."

Soon, everyone in the room took their seats at the table.

With Xian Runze’s introduction, you learned that the other elderly man in his sixties was another comrade-in-arms of your grandfather, and the stern man sitting like a block of wood was the elder’s son, also the father of Lin Panxia and the current official of Yuhang City, Lin Qingsong.

In terms of being respectful and treating others, you always follow the saying, "If someone respects you a foot, you return a yard; if they’re cold, just play it cool." Given that Lin Qingsong was maintaining an indifferent face, you weren’t bothered to pay him any attention.

However, Xian Qianling’s mother kept looking at you with the warmth of a mother seeing her son, which made you feel somewhat overwhelmed, as even your own mother rarely looked at you like that.

"Mu Yun, just help yourself to whatever you like, don’t be shy."

Her demeanor left you feeling unexpectedly flattered, and you couldn’t say much in return, so you just kept nodding.

And the centenarian Grandfather, whose worms of wine had long been stirring, placed a wine jar on the table and said to you sitting by his side, "Little Yun, now you can tell me, what kind of wine is this?"

With a smile, you replied to the old man, "Grandfather, this is fruit wine that I brewed myself. Please give it a try."

Taking the wine jar from Grandfather’s hands, you waved your hand lightly over the mouth of the jar in front of everyone, and they were all taken aback, because they realized the sealing mud on the wine jar had vanished into thin air!

And in its place was a house full of the scent of wine!

In that moment, not only the men who liked to drink, but also Gongsun Duxiu and Lin Panxia, who never touched alcohol, were enticed by the enchanting fragrance of the fruit.

"What... what kind of wine is this?" Xian Runze asked in surprise, looking at the wine jar in your hands, "Mu Yun, did you really brew this wine yourself?"

With a nod and a smile, you took the bowl from Grandfather’s side and poured the aromatic fruit wine into the bowl.

"Wow, that smells amazing!"

Xian Qianzhong was swallowing his saliva over and over again.

"Here, Grandfather, this is for you," you said as you handed a whole bowl of fruit wine to the centenarian Grandfather. Then you also served Xian Runze and another comrade-in-arms of your grandfather, Brother Lin Si, who was also Lin Panxia’s grandfather.

"Come, Brother Lian, let’s toast to you!"

The three elders stood up, holding bowls filled with fruit wine, gently clinked them together, and the fragrance of the wine overflowed in the room again.

"Cheers!"

The three of them drank with great enthusiasm, emptying their bowls in one gulp!