Dried radish, fennel beans, boiled salted bamboo shoots, and a dish of meat dishes and five-spice beef.

The legs rolled up with the trousers bent on the chair, a thin hand gently patted the belt, and the other hand held a thick porcelain wine bowl. The turbid yellow wine would be taken from time to time, and accompanied by the plays on the radio.

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The old man Zhaofeng's ear glanced at Xiang Sheng, who was holding bamboo chopsticks beans next to him, without looking back, and said to himself in a bland voice, "I can't pick it up, but I can't pick it up, so I'm still hesitant to give it up.

Good rice wine, if you feel unpleasant, it will be clear soup and watery when you eat it in your mouth...Tsk--"

"Fifth Uncle, are you drinking and drinking?" Xiang Sheng took a sip and narrowed his eyes, "Achun is buying bad wine to fool you."

"When people get old, they know how to act within their abilities. Only when they see through and don't say it out loud will they live a better life. The strong wine is mellow, but..."

The old man Zhaofenger patted his heart, "I can't stand it here. So, it's better for my rice wine, which is delicious and lasting for a long time."

"Why would I give you a few bottles of red wine?" Xiang Sheng said with a smile.

"You can afford it, but I'm afraid I won't get used to it."

Uncle Wu picked up a piece of fennel bean and threw it into his mouth, looking at Xiang Sheng intentionally or unintentionally, "Do you want to hesitate when you encounter something?"

"That's not the case, I'm just waiting for an opportunity. I just don't know if the other party gives it."

Xiang Sheng also learned to pick up a fennel bean, put it in front of his lips, smiled, and put it back on the plate, "Now, I can only watch the plate to serve."

"Woo... the dish returns to the dish, the bowl returns to the bowl, this is the best."

The fifth uncle took a sip of wine and continued to listen to his own opera, without even watching Xiang Shisan who had left.
Chapter completed!