"No matter what the reason is, I don't want any medicinal wine anyway." Ren Hong lowered his head, not wanting to see his mother: "That thing is very precious. Only a few bottles a month. Now it is allocated. Even for the Tian family, only Tian Futong can drink it. Others have no shares."

She dared not say that Tian Shuanghong also had it, otherwise her parents would have to climb another stumbling block.

Sure enough, it is said that Tian Futong is the only one in the Tian family. Aunt Ren has difficulty speaking.

But she doesn't believe it.

"This medicinal wine is Chen Shuhui. Will she throw it out? Will her man throw it out? Can she ignore her grandfather and mother? The Tian family lied to you! You believe it!"

Ren Hong was angry again: "What should they do if they lied to me? You know that the medicinal wine was produced by Chen Shuhui. People drink it for themselves. People give it to their men, their grandparents and mothers. What is my business? Her parents-in-law didn't. What am I? Can I get it from her?"

Now that my father is fine, she doesn't want to ask Chen Shuhui for help.

Aunt Ren did not give up: "What are you? You are a family, sister-in-law. If you don't try, how do you know if she will give it to you? Moreover, the Tian family may not tell you the truth. If they stole it, maybe they won't give it to you!"

That's what Aunt Ren thinks. This daughter is getting less and less useful. She can't have children. It's really bad. Men don't take her seriously.

The mother's words and expressions stimulated Ren Hong. She shouted: "I'm useless! I just won't come! You want to go by yourself! Don't come to me again! For your ten-month pregnancy, you can save me some face!"

Ren Hong threw away her sleeves. Seeing that she was really angry, Aunt Ren had to go back first.

Wen Ping knew that she had failed again when she saw her expression.

"This is useless! If you don't come and buy a few bottles of medicinal wine, the Tian family really won't take her seriously!"

Today is not a weekend, but it is also noon, but the few children of the Ren family rarely come back except quiet.

"Dad, is the Tian family's medicinal wine really so magical?" asked the boss Ren Chenxing.

"This is very good." Ren Hong was not at home, and Ren Yuandao did not pretend to be sick. He sat upright on the chair and asked Aunt Ren to cook soon. He was hungry.

"Unfortunately, I didn't drink at that time!" The second son Ren Chenshu regretted it.

At this time, Ren Hong took out the medicinal wine. It was green, like wine? It looked like insecticide! He dared not drink. He still liked Moutai.

"Dad, is there really nothing in the bottle?" Take it out and give us a try?" Ren Chenping said: "I heard that medicinal wine cannot be drunk directly. It should be mixed with water! A drop can be mixed with a cup. Drinking too much is a waste!"

"Is this still the case?" Ren Yuandao really didn't know.

He took out the empty bottle left at the beginning, and there was a very shallow layer of stuff at the bottom of the bottle. There must be a few drops.

Ren Chenping quickly grabbed it and exchanged five cups carefully.

Wen's family drank glass after cup, but the old lady Wen who was cooking in the kitchen did not catch it.

"It's really delicious! I feel refreshed! I feel warm all over."

"My head doesn't hurt anymore."

"I don't think the frostbite on my hands is itchy." Ren Jiabao said.

I don't know if it's psychological reasons. No matter what, everyone feels good and very efficient.

"Dad, you have to find a way to get my sister back with a few more bottles of wine. Do you know how much it will cost to get it out now?" Wen whispered.

"Is there anyone else outside? How much?" someone asked.

Ren Chenping stretched out a finger, lowered his voice and said hard: "One thousand dollars!"

"Shh!" Ren Yuandao took a breath.

One thousand yuan is also a huge sum of money for others from ordinary families.
Chapter completed!