When Pang Yuejing tried to wink and watched again, he could no longer see the emotions in his eyes, only calmness remained.

Xiao Hou continued, "My mother has been drinking Renpo's wine since she was a child. Renpo was mainly used to make wine for my mother-in-law."

"At that time, your mother suffered so much suffering and would be happy to meet her own grandmother again." Pang Yuejing said softly.

"Yeah," Xiao Hou's voice suddenly suddenly lowered. "Unfortunately, my mother was too low, and wine was rarely delivered to her. At that time, fruit wine became the only pastime for my mother-in-law. Just drink, and sometimes just take out and smell the wine. "

Pang Yue was still and stunned. If Luo Guiren's life was so difficult then, one can imagine what his childhood days would be like, and he would be blessed to grow up.

Suddenly she could understand why he became what he is now, because of the circumstances.

After Xiao Hou finished speaking, he was shocked that he had unknowingly told the words buried in his heart. For the first time in many years, he told others about his mother's past.

Since the death of his mother, everything about her has become a taboo in his memory and is no longer easily mentioned.

Maybe he is here today, smelling the familiar aroma of wine in the air.

He looked up, just to meet her pair of deep distressed heartaches, his heart was a little bit surprised, seems a bit surprised.

However, he suddenly laughed, "What kind of look do you have? Are you sympathizing with me?"

"I didn't." Pang Yuejing immediately shook her head, wondering if her performance was too obvious to hurt his self-esteem. Generally, children who grew up in that kind of environment are very sensitive.

At this moment, the door creaked, as if someone was pushing from outside, Pang Yuejing was startled, and immediately moved to his side, "Someone came in?"

Xiao Hou was very calm. "Maybe Uncle Wang is back."

"Several sugar men were sold today, and the business is much better than the previous few days ..." An old voice went from far to near, and you could hear heavy footsteps, as if they were heavy and laborious, but couldn't hide the joy The tone, and the tune of that humming song.

Something was replayed, and the footsteps were near.

"Wife, tonight ..." Before the words were over, the old man saw Xiao Hou as soon as he entered the door, and he immediately rejoiced, "His Royal Highness, you are here!"

Xiao Hou suddenly gave a cold face, "Uncle Wang, you are back so late? Didn't tell you, I will give you the silver money of life, so you don't have to go out and suffer."

For the first time, Pang Yuejing saw Xiao Hou's caring for others, but it was not at all inconsistent, but it made people feel cute and real.

Uncle Wang grinned and shrugged his shoulders. "How much money do we need to live, and we can exercise with a small business, you haven't seen it, my old man has a lot of healthy bones."

Xiao Hou had no choice but to stop him.

Uncle Wang glanced at the table, and then turned into another house. "You wait, the old man brought you wine. It's a rare trip today, let's not get drunk!"

After hearing her voice, Wang Po said to the crowd, "Wait a while, the dishes will come up soon, and the old man will have a drink with you."

Wang Po went in immediately after speaking.

Uncle Wang took the jug out and laid it on the table. As soon as he wanted to say something, when he looked up, he saw Pang Jingjing, who was sitting quietly beside Xiao Hou, and narrowed his eyes to look closer, "Where is the girl?"

Pang Yuejing immediately shrank to Xiao Hou. Where is this old grandpa?

Xiao Hou patted the back of her hand, soothing, "Don't be afraid, this is Wang's husband, who used to be in charge of my mother's house."

After speaking, he said to Uncle Wang, "This is Pang Yuejing, you can just call her quiet."

"Hello Uncle Wang." There are not many people here who are not relatives who are better than relatives. Pang Yuejing swept away the fear, and said hello sweetly.

"Okay, this girl is so handsome, Your Highness is so blessed, come and taste the daughter's red made by the wife." Uncle Wang poured wine for the two.

Xiao Hou took her cup and said, "Uncle Wang, get her a fruit bar!"

Uncle Wang patted his head, "Yes, forgot, fruit wine is more suitable for their women, and the old man will take it for you."

At this time Wang Po had come out with vegetables.

Pang Yuejing looked at the simple dishes on the table, either fried vegetables or tofu, without any oil or water. She didn't picky eaters, but she didn't know if Xiao Hou could get used to it.

However, it turned out that she thought too much.

Xiao Hou naturally grabbed it and ate it, without hesitation.

Between the talk, the house was very lively, with a sense of fireworks.

At the dinner table, Uncle Wang and Wang Po have been picking vegetables for him, and he is a clean-skinned man who has not disliked him at all.

Pang Yuejing felt very strange, but at this time she had to put these questions in her stomach and wait for an opportunity before asking him to understand.

But fruit wine was really good, and her attention was drawn to it.

"This fruit wine is sour and bitter. I didn't expect the girl like Jingjing to like this taste." It may be familiar, but Wang Po didn't have the restraint at the beginning and was a little more kind.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Pang Yuejing let go of the whole person. She smiled and said, "I like to eat some sweet and sour things when I was young, so this wine is very appetizing for me."

"His Royal Highness also said that he was bringing you wine, and when he was leaving, my wife picked you a few cans for you to take away." Wang Po said with a smile.

"I'll trouble you then," Pang Yuejing thanked quickly.

The king waved her hand, not minding at all, "You're welcome, this wife is also brewing her own drink, His Highness does not like to drink."

"Really?" Pang Yuejing subconsciously looked at the person who was drinking with Uncle Wang beside him, and it was clear that the **** also saw him drinking a lot before the grave.

At this time, Wang Po justified her confusion, "His Royal Highness doesn't like the taste, but when the lady dies, he will accompany the lady for a few drinks, and the rest of the time, he will not touch.

Pang Yuejing was surprised, so it turned out.

And at this moment, the wind was raging outside, as if it was going to rain again.

"Old man, don't drink anymore, go out with me and collect those pickles, and today I forgot to bring them in." Wang Po immediately called Uncle Wang out.

Uncle Wang immediately set down his glass and went out with her.

There were only two people left in the room.

Pang Yuejing was holding the fruit wine and drinking contentedly, Xiao Huo's light voice sounded in her ear.

"Do you know who Nan Cang sent to congratulate this time?"

Pang Yuejing blinked, how could she know?

Xiao Hou didn't want to wait for her to answer, and said directly, "You Qingxi."

The name seems familiar.

Xiao Hou has explained incidentally, "Your uncle's only son who failed to fall in love"