"Okay, in order to remember the days of military life in the past, we brothers will have a bowl."
"Hiccup~"
Zhou Baoyu burped softly, put down the wine bowl, reached out and grabbed a handful of braised peanuts and placed them on the table eucalyptus on Song Qing's body.
"Brother Song, the smell of braised peanuts at Dashuai's house is unique in the world.
You eat first, and my little brother will pour you wine."
Song Qing pushed his wine bowl forward with his fingers, peeled off a peanut with a smile and put it in his mouth.
"Brother Baoyu."
"Brother Song, tell me."
Song Qing bent down and picked up a jar of wine from under the stone table, and skillfully and neatly patted off the sealing mud on the wine jar.
"Brother Baoyu, after you finish drinking the peach blossom wine in your hand, we brothers will replace it with the good wine that my brother brought from home.
The two jars of Bamboo Leaf Green I brought to my brother are aged wines that have been stored in the cellar for more than 40 years.
Third brother is so stingy that he hides good wine and is reluctant to share it.
Brother Wei is not as stingy as him. No matter how good the vintage wine is, Brother Wei is willing to share it with his brothers.
Brother Baoyu, just drink it. If it’s not enough, I’ll send someone to fetch a few jars from home.
Don't worry, I will make sure you drink this drink today.
I, Song Qing, still don’t believe it. The old wines that have been stored in the cellar for decades are displayed here.
Is this wine any better?"
Zhou Baoyu had just poured a bowl of wine for Song Qing. After hearing his words, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
Oh my god, Song Qing, Song Qing.
Chapter completed!