Chapter 360

However, the first drop of backward liquor is Baiguo liquor, which is called baiguoniang. It can be called monkey wine or monkey wine only when there is no juice drop and there is wine taste after collecting all fermented juice.

There were only five bottles of monkey wine in Li Xianzhe's place, which he found with the help of the teacher of the kindergarten school there. There were only five bottles, and one bottle was given to Li Xiuman. At the beginning, the aroma of the wine directly let Yu Yongzhen, who slept in the studio, find his office along with the taste, and the two fought for it.

The second bottle he gave to Liu Zaishi, and the third bottle is now taken out and given to Jiang Fu, but Li Xianzhe said it was the last bottle.

After a burst of exaggerated boasting and an appropriate sentence "this wine won't hurt the body", father Jiang couldn't wait to take off the wine stopper. In an instant, a strong aroma wandered in the hall, and even mother Jiang's eyes shone. In China, the proportion of women drinking is naturally lower than that of men, but in South Korea, men and women drink half and half.

"Stay overnight. It's just a gesture of thanks."

"You have a heart. Your parents are really happy to have children like you."

Like an old friend, father Jiang added a cup to Li Xianzhe and carefully added a cup to himself. If it wasn't for the morning, he wanted to drink all the wine, but because of its rarity, he drank the small half of the cup bit by bit.

"Oh, Komeda..."

Referring to his parents, Li Xianzhe's smiling face suddenly stiffened. He glanced at Jiang Shiqi's bowl with only vegetables and no rice, so he directly got up and said, "I'll help Shiqi Sheng eat."

Jiang Shiqi looked at Li Xianzhe, who was in a low mood for a moment. She felt a little distressed. At the moment he entered the kitchen, she directly gathered in front of her mother. "Oh, mom, try not to presuppose her parents' affairs in ouba's face. Her mother has passed away, because ouba once couldn't stand the blow, went to the army, and her relationship with teacher Li Xiuman eased after she came back."

Jiang's mother covered her mouth, "Oh? Jinjia yo? Oh, oh, I said, "why did the child suddenly make such an expression?"

In fact, it took less than ten seconds to hold a bowl of rice back and forth, but Li Xianzhe stubbornly stayed in the kitchen for more than a minute. No one knew what he was doing in the kitchen for more than a minute. However, because of Jiang Shiqi's words, the second old man gave birth to a sense of guilt. After all, he had no intention to expose other people's scars.

He picked up a pork chop and put it in Li Xianzhe's bowl. Father Jiang changed the topic somewhat stiffly.

"Will it delay your work?"

"I won't. recently, I've been on the crew. I have plenty of time. It's Shiqi. On the one hand, I have to study the role and shoot with me. On the other hand, I have to prepare for the next variety show."

"Well, Junxi will ask you in the company ~"

"Where my uncle says, I will take care of chongshiqi. What's more, brother Junxi is really talented. It's their loss that others don't know people clearly."

Glancing at Jiang Shiqi, who secretly pricked up his ears, Li Xianzhe held up his glass and touched Jiang's father. "After the shooting of please answer 2007, the next work of the company will be adapted from brother Junxi's cartoon and put on the big screen."

After dinner, Li Xianzhe habitually got up and picked up the dishes and chopsticks. Looking at his busy appearance, father Jiang sighed, "why should God treat him like this, Shiqi? If you like it, let go and chase it. It's a pity that such a good boy missed it."

“......”

Jiang Shiqi opened her mouth and thought that since her parents knew that Li Xianzhe was not single, they could still say such words. For a time, she didn't know how to answer.

"You men shouldn't be allowed to do dishes. Go out and chat with your uncle." In the kitchen, Jiang's mother looked at Li Xianzhe, who was busy and flexible. Her eyes were incomparably soft. Like her mother looking at her son, Li Xianzhe was washing the dishes rigidly. He was too familiar with such eyes, but he was afraid to look at each other.

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

A plain sentence made Jiang mother's heart tingle, but she still drove Li Xianzhe out of the kitchen, and still used the orders of her elders. It's very rare for a man with a career to cook. What kind of words would it be like to brush the dishes with these hands.

Jiang Junxi returned to his room and began to sort out the death notebook. Because Li Xianzhe said that this work would be discussed openly at the company's meeting in the near future, he had to pay attention to it.

Jiang Shiqi collected her clothes on the balcony with a basin and poured flowers and plants with a watering pot. Now it's only seven o'clock after dinner. Many people may have just got up at this time.

When he came to the living room, father Jiang was looking at the empty teacup with a bottle of kettle next to him. When he saw Li Xianzhe, he pointed to the seat next to him.

When men are together, they chat more than a few words, which is to watch the scene, but in general, it is far lower than the degree of chattering and noise of a group of women.

After a long silence, father Jiang held the cup. Li Xianzhe immediately picked up the kettle and poured water into it. People who have drunk wine will become sentimental. It is precisely because Jiang Shiqi's words recalled the memories of their parents.

Normally, people with black hair send people with white hair, but it is rare for young people to experience such a thing at such a young age as Li Xianzhe.

After drinking a glass of water, father Jiang hesitated to look at Li Xianzhe and said, "Xianzhe, I heard that your mother died. Sorry, your aunt doesn't know this. It shouldn't be mentioned at the dinner table."

"What else is this? It's sad." Li Xianzhe sighed. "Yes, I passed away, but I am better alive. What I miss most is my mother."

Jiang's father just looked at him quietly and sighed, "it's the law of nature to grow old and die. Wuli sage, when do you miss your mother most?"

when? Li Xianzhe gradually stopped his hand and stared at the cup on his hand. The corner of his mouth trembled. "When? Every day... "Li Xianzhe looked back at father Jiang and said calmly," every day, I want to... From the day I left, I think about it all the time... "

I think every day that this is very simple. For ordinary people, it can be achieved by just a phone call or a ticket to go home. For Li Xianzhe, it is separated by heaven and man.

On the balcony, Jiang Shiqi covered her mouth and tears fell down, just like the one in the kitchen.

Just talking about this breakfast, in fact, I had a good time. At least the two old people on the table praised Li Xianzhe's cooking like Jiang Shiqi's dream.

"Auntie, there are too many." When he left, Li Xianzhe put on his shoes. Jiang's mother suddenly took him to the refrigerator. There were not too many small dishes to pack for him. Her mother's heart was overflowing at this moment.