Chapter 1061

There was a man flying and falling in front of him.

With broken sawdust and tea stains.

Lin Ziyi looked down and looked at the painful man in front of him. He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Isn't this uncle the cold and modest man who was thrown out of the pub last time?

Why was it thrown out again today?

"Cold and modest, I've told you many times. Without gold coins, you don't come to my tavern. I also do business, not a place for charity." the tavern owner stood by the window and looked at the ground with a painful cold and modest look, swearing and a philistine face.

Lin Zichen looked cold and modest, frowned and asked, "Yi'er, are you okay?"

Lin Ziyi shook his head quickly: "brother, it's all right!"

Lin Ziyi's small mouth chirped for a while. His clear big eyes still looked cold and modest. What can he do?

Something is lying on the ground.

"Uncle, are you all right?" Lin Ziyi inexplicably felt that this man was very poor. There was always a thick pain between his eyebrows and eyes.

Hearing the familiar voice again, he opened his eyes and looked at Lin Ziyi.

His eyes were sharp and opened suddenly, but it gave people a shivering feeling. Lin Ziyi instantly felt the coolness of his back.

"Is it you?" he is cold and modest, has a good memory, and always remembers the people he has met.

The difference is that last time the two young gentlemen wore one black and one white, but today they actually wore clothes of the same color.

If you want to distinguish between their brothers, it's very easy to distinguish.

The one in front of me should be my brother. His eyes are clear and naughty. His big eyes are deep and stable. The two brothers have very different personalities.

Lin Ziyi nodded with a smile and said with a smile, "Uncle still remembers us?"

"Hmm!" cold and modest, dark and cold, got up, ignored their brothers, and walked forward like drunk or not.

"Uncle, do you want to drink?" Lin Ziyi suddenly asked, looking straight at the shaky back, as if shrouded in a thick sadness.

Lin Zichen frowned and looked at his brother. He was a man with a story. There was deep pain in his cold eyes.

Cold and modest suddenly stopped, just turned back, narrowed his sharp eyes, looked coldly at Lin Ziyi, "do you have wine?"

"Yes!" Lin Ziyi nodded hurriedly.

He seems to want to drink. Here, he obviously didn't ask for wine!

Cold and modest, he turned around and walked to Lin Ziyi and looked at Lin Ziyi. He stared at Lin Ziyi from the bottom of his eyes. He wouldn't give up until he got the wine.

The crowd immediately gathered around to watch the excitement and talked to Lin Zichen and Lin Ziyi.

Lin Zichen didn't like many people very much. He frowned all the time and stood quietly beside his brother.

Suddenly, an uncle on one side of the stall pointed to his indifference and humility, and suddenly opened his mouth, "where's the little boy? This is a scoundrel, an alcoholic and a poor man. He never pays gold coins when eating. Little boy, you can't be cheated by him."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the people began to talk.

"Hum! I can't get away now. How can I even cheat the children?"

"Yes! Such a person is a rat shit in Weiye city."

The more you talk about it, the more you go too far.

Indifferent and modest, he looked at Lin Ziyi without expression, waiting for wine.

Lin Ziyi didn't care about the discussion around him. He took out a jar of peach blossom wine stolen from his grandfather from the space and handed it to Leng Qian. He smiled and said, "here, uncle, old peach blossom wine. I don't know how many years it has been."

Cold, modest and impolite, he took over the wine pot in Lin Ziyi's hand, looked lazy, smiled and said, "old peach blossom wine, interesting!"

The corners of the mouth evoked a faint smile, vaguely showing the helplessness of the vicissitudes of life.

Lin Ziyi only felt that his ordinary smile was mixed with too much helplessness and pain, but a sense of indifference was natural to him, as if he was born with it.

Indifference and modesty opened the cork, quickly looked up and took a sip. The fragrance filled the whole mouth, which made him extremely eager for wine and get great satisfaction in an instant.

"Hmm! Good wine, good wine!" the cold, modest and excited voice was heroic and liked.

The eyes gradually floated up like sadness, drowning his whole body.

Lin Zichen suddenly became very interested in the indifference and humility in front of him.

He is not old enough to shave. He feels like a middle-aged uncle, but his outline is very strong. If he is not sloppy, his temperament is extraordinary.

Lin Ziyi said with a smile, "just like my uncle. My mother likes peach blossom wine best, but my mother's wine and wine are not very good. In the past, she only had two drinks."

Indifference and modesty took another sip of wine and then glanced at Lin Ziyi. He couldn't help but marvel at the bottom of his heart. The talent of the two children is simply going against the sky. Once the potential in their brothers broke out, it would shock the existence of the world.

Cold and modest suddenly asked, "is there any wine left?"

Lin Ziyi's big clear eyes narrowed slightly. Is this uncle addicted to drinking?

Grandpa's wine is basically buried in three jars one by one. He also found it inadvertently. He, his mother and Uncle Ye all steal grandpa's wine.

Of course, it takes a good nose to smell the aroma and find the wine.

Both my mother and Uncle Ye can find it. Their noses are very sensitive.

But facing the cold and eager eyes, he couldn't help nodding and said, "not much, there are two more."

"Then give it to me!" he was cold and modest, his tone was relaxed and smooth, his expression was natural and unrestrained, as if he wanted to be at home.

The first time he drank such delicious peach blossom wine, he became addicted instantly!

Don't say, Lin Ziyi hesitated. There were only two jars. He wanted to keep one for his mother, who would like to drink occasionally.

He sipped his pink lips, looked cold and modest, smiled, and said in a deliberative tone, "uncle, can I give you a jar first? There is another jar, which I still keep for my mother. My mother is in a bad mood occasionally, and needs a glass of peach blossom wine to relieve her mood!"

"He is a good filial child. OK, then save a jar for your mother!" he agreed coldly, humbly and readily. He knew it was unkind to do so, but he hasn't drunk such mellow and strong peach blossom wine for a long time.

Lin Ziyi nodded with satisfaction, took out a jar of wine from the space and carefully handed it to Leng Qian.

Indifference and humility took it and disappeared in the palm of his hand.

Lin Zichen looked and his eyes narrowed slightly. He was really a master. His hands were too fast.

People with eleven levels of cultivation come here at an extraordinary speed!

"Thank you!" he smiled coldly and modestly, took the wine bottle, and staggered away.

"Alas... You say it's shameless to be cold and modest. He also wants a child's things."

"Yes! The child, who obviously didn't look stupid, was fooled by indifference and humility into two bottles of good wine for no reason?"