Lin Xian'er advised, "Since that's the case, let's take Xiaoyun with you. If you leave him alone, it might be even more dangerous. What if someone breaks in for the secrets of magical skills and skills.

Zhuang, that's not good."

Lin Shiyin also felt it was reasonable and agreed.

The three of them left the city in a carriage.

Li Xunhuan came here again at the Sun's Restaurant behind Xingyun Village.

Although Li Xunhuan is full of sorrow, he doesn't even dare to get drunk. Because he knows that there are more important things waiting for him to go to the appointment soon.

As soon as Li Xunhuan arrived here, she was pulled to the backyard by Sun Xiaohong.

Sun Xiaohong said with a complaint in her tone: "I thought you were not here anymore. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Xunhuan looked at the sun and said, "Isn't it just noon, is it still early?"

Sun Xiaohong said: "Forget it, you don't understand even after you say it. Come in first."

Li Xunhuan followed him to the cottage behind and found that several side dishes had been placed on the table in the room and a pot of good wine was warmed on the stove.

Li Xunhuan asked, "Are you treating me to drink?"

Sun Xiaohong said: "I know you are not in the mood to eat and drink today. However, what you are going to do is not able to do without the strength. These are a few side dishes I cooked in my own kitchen. You can try how it tastes. Wait until you have enough

After drinking it, do what you want to do.”

Li Xunhuan smiled. This was indeed an unexpected thing, but it was also an undeniable gift.

Li Xunhuan said, "Since that's the case, I'm ashamed of taking it."

Li Xunhuan picked up the dish, tasted it, and said, "Well, it's not bad, it's very delicious. This is the best meal I've eaten in the past ten years."

This is not his perfunctory, but his thoughts that he has felt.

Hearing Li Xunhuan's praise, the smile on Sun Xiaohong's face became brighter. She quickly put the warm wine on Li Xunhuan and said, "How about you try this wine again?"

Li Xunhuan took a sip and said, "Hong, a daughter who has been stored in the cellar for 18 years, is really good."

"It's fine if you're satisfied."

But Sun Xiaohong from the opposite side lowered her head and continued, "I am eighteen years old this year."

The voice is undetectable, but it is absolutely impossible to hide it from Li Xunhuan's ears.

The so-called daughter Hong means that when the daughter is born, she brews a jar of wine and buried it underground. When the daughter gets married, she will start it as a gift for the dowry and serves as a wine for the wedding banquet.

Sun Xiaohong's words mean that this is the daughter Hong that she buried when she was born?

With such deep affection and friendship, Li Xunhuan couldn't help feeling heavy in his heart, but he couldn't drink the glass of wine in his hand.

Li Xunhuan, Li Xunhuan, you are really harmful!
Chapter completed!