Chapter 259: Seventy Years Old, osmanthus blossom Brew

Chapter 259

Just as she had suspected.

After years of eating various things that Zhi Xia had sent him, he didn't notice anything at first. He could attribute it to coincidence and his own carelessness. But after such a long time without discovering anything, he could only say that he was too clueless.

It was evident that An ZhiAng wasn't that clueless.

He had thought about asking Zhi Xia directly, but then he thought that since she hadn't mentioned it herself, asking would only burden her psychologically. It was better not to ask.

Recalling their few interactions, it wasn't difficult to guess that there were things Zhi Xia didn't want him to know, and she simply hoped that he would silently accept them.

Since it was what she wished for, An ZhiAng naturally wouldn't make things difficult for her.

As soon as he received the package, he rushed back to his dormitory. As he entered, he warned his comrades first, "My sister sent me this package, don't even think about it." ViiSiit novelbi/n(.)c/(o)m for latest novels

Others would usually receive things sent from home, and there were some food and drinks that everyone would share.

An ZhiAng wasn't stingy, but after spending these few years together, everyone knew about his peculiarities.

When others sent things, whether it was for consumption or use, he wouldn't hesitate to share, even if he gave it all away. Only when his sister sent something, no one could even have a taste. He would keep it all for himself, like a devoted brother.

Although everyone would jokingly call him stingy, deep down they understood and envied the bond between him and his sister.

They themselves had siblings, but to have a relationship that reached this level, with continuous shipments over the years, from small things like food and drinks to larger items, and not being stingy at all, it was truly rare.

Upon opening the package, he, as usual, first looked at the letter.

After reading it, he started searching through the contents of the package.

When he found the item mentioned in the letter, he secretly clenched it in his hand, then stuffed everything else back into the cupboard before entering the restroom alone.

Without any hesitation, he drank the item down.

He smacked his lips but didn't notice anything different.

However, the next day during training, he realized a significant change.

Both his speed and endurance had greatly improved, and as he continued training, within just half a month, his physical abilities had doubled compared to before. And this improvement didn't stop; instead, it kept increasing.

Later on, An ZhiAng became afraid of attracting too much attention, so he had to quietly hide a portion of his strength and only show that he was slightly stronger than others.

The military had issued a notice last month that within two months, they would conduct a selection process, and those selected would join the Special Forces. This was the best affirmation of their abilities and the fastest path to promotion.

Because every ordinary member of the Special Forces held a rank equivalent to an officer outside.

In theory, it should make him even happier on Grandfather's 70th birthday to hear the news.

But she wasn't certain yet, and she was afraid it would disappoint the elderly.

After all, An Zhiren was indeed not young. Before getting married, her mother had told her that if she married him, she might face pressure to have children and she was worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it.

Fortunately, her mother-in-law treated her well and never mentioned the matter of having children in front of her.

Of course, it could also be because she had just recently gotten married, so she hadn't been pressured to conceive.

During the meal, both tables were filled to the brim.

The old master took out the wine brought by Zhi Xia and filled Mr. Pei's cup, saying, "Zhi Xia brought this. Let's taste it today and have a good drink."

Mr. Pei wanted to say something, but the bottle cap had already been opened, and the fragrant aroma of the wine instantly wafted over. He immediately closed his mouth and looked expectantly at the wine.

After Mr. Pei poured himself a cup, he couldn't wait to pick it up and take a sip, his eyes instantly brightening.

The two old men exchanged glances, neither of them saying a word. After pouring themselves drinks, the old master calmly covered the bottle and placed it aside.

No one thought much of it when one table had two types of wine.

It wasn't until Mr. Pei's wine bottle was empty and they saw the two old masters chatting away without finishing their cups that he quietly took the wine bottle in front of the old master and secretly poured himself a cup.

After tasting it, his eyes widened. "Uncle An, this isn't fair. We've been treating guests to good food and wine for a long time, and you're secretly keeping this good wine and food for yourself and my dad, without letting us taste it?"

The old master only realized that his wine had been stolen, but he didn't blush and said, "Your dad and I are getting old. We can't handle the strong taste of this liquor. We can only have a little of this mild one to satisfy our craving. Besides, what kind of guest are you in my house?"

It would have been fine if he had secretly drunk it, but now he was making a fuss about it.

There were only these two bottles of wine, and they weren't enough for him to drink.

Sure enough, after being provoked by Pei Sheng's words, An JingZhi also noticed that the wine the old master was drinking was out of the ordinary. He immediately asked for a taste, and the others also clamored to try it. Even Pei JianGuo, the younger generation, became less polite.

One bottle of wine was finished with just a little for each person, and they all complained that the old master was being unfair, making the old master fume with anger.

This lively scene at the table was not just about fighting over the wine, but also a joyous scene of children and grandchildren surrounding their elders.

Zhi Xia and Liu Ling listened to the conversation on the side and giggled. They also asked Zhi Xia what kind of wine she had brought for the old master. It seemed so precious.

She said it was osmanthus wine sent by a friend from the north to Pei Jing. Since he wasn't there, she took the opportunity to share it.

Without Gao Meiyun this time, the old master's 70th birthday was unusually cheerful, without a hint of disturbance.

It was just that when half of the wine had been consumed, Pei Jing finally arrived, slowly and leisurely.