The old man opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his teeth.

The tree saw that the old man had a red nose and ragged clothes. Although he was like a beggar, he had a very good mental outlook and was amused.

Nodding his head, he motioned to all the people to pour the chrysanthemum wine into the old man's bowl.

The old man smiled happily, grinned at her for a while, squatted down to drink with the sea bowl.

They shook their heads helplessly and turned to look at the trees.

When the tree pulled out the cover of the jade gourd, a strong aroma of fruit wine floated out of the gourd.

The old man who squatted aside and gulped the wine as the water, suddenly moved his nose, got up from the ground and looked at the direction of the tree.

In front of the flower shelf, there was an old man who was not young and grew up. At this time, he smelled the fragrance of wine and put his eyes on the tree.

"Wow!" Qi Xuanxuan and others exclaimed in surprise, "Joe, you still have such a good wine!"

"You can hide deep enough!"

Trees are helpless.

In fact, this winter fruit wine is still made by little tree. She naturally has no leisure.

The reason is that there are too many winter fruits!

Even if you have given Prince Mo a lot of winter fruits, you still have a lot of them in stock.

The little trees thought that they were occupying the place, but it was a pity to lose them, so they took all of them to make wine.

"Come, have a drink." Mata laughs and raises his glass to all the people.

Nine cups gently touch, a mouthful of winter fruit wine, only feel sweet and pleasant, fruit wine in the stomach slightly send out a trace of heat.

"It's delicious, too." Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help praising.

Even she, who doesn't drink often, thinks the fruit wine is very good, a little sweet, but not too sweet. After drinking it, she feels that all her muscles and veins are very pressed, which is really a good thing.

The old beggar on one side, already drooling at the sight, stood at the table of arbor and others, scratching his ears and cheeks, with a strange expression of eager to speak.

"Little girl, do you really use winter fruit to brew this wine?" Asked the old man curiously.

He didn't drink the winter fruit wine, but it's not so strong!

"It's winter wine." The tree nodded affirmatively.

But These winter fruits have been soaked in holy water for a while.

At that time, the arbor originally wanted to be a frozen winter fruit, but it stayed there for a long time. When she thought about it, all the impatient little trees had dealt with it.

So, what can she say?

The old man ran to the tree and said with a smile, "little girl, how about you give me a drink?"

When arbor saw his shining eyes, he stared at the jade gourd in her hand. He could not swallow his saliva when he spoke, which was obviously like a good drinker.

"Well, give you a break." The tree nods grudgingly, "for you are an old grandfather."

Everyone:

The tree takes the wine gourd and pours the wine for the old man. The old man looks around and urges, "more, more, you little girl, don't dig! Your wine gourd is obviously packed with dozens of barrels of wine. It's nothing to lose a big bowl for me. "

The tree's eyes glistened, and when he poured half a bowl, he closed his hand. "Tell me who you are, and I'll fill you up again."

There are so many people present. No one has noticed that her jade gourd is eccentric. But this old man has great eyesight?