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150. Drink

Grandma's first anniversary was approaching, and Meng Zijun decided to go back to her hometown to pay her old man's grave. He thought, this might be the last time he went home to the grave for his parents.

Qin Haonan returned home to accompany his parents during the New Year. He heard that Meng Zijun was going to take his daughter back to his hometown. Knowing that Meng Zijun's hometown was far away, he volunteered to help Meng Zijun drive. Meng Zijun did not decline either, but said, "Hao Nan, my hometown is very backward. We plan to stay a few more days when we go back this time. You must be mentally prepared."

Qin Haonan said: "I'm very curious about what kind of backward place it is that can nurture such outstanding talents as your father and daughter."

"We father and daughter don't dare to call talents, compound talents like you are talents." Mencius laughed.

Because Qin Haonan helped to drive, Meng Zijun could sit in the back and rest. Qin Haonan's car drove fast and steady. They set off at 7 o'clock in the morning and arrived at the town where Meng Zijun and the others were at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

They decided to rest in the town for one night, and set off back to the village the next morning.

After a day of bumps, Meng Zijun was very tired. After eating in a small restaurant, he rested in the hotel, while Meng Qingqing accompanied Qin Haonan to the town.

When I was a child, every time I went to the town to go to the market, Meng Qingqing felt that there were many delicious and fun things in the town, but now it seems that this small town is just three or four grocery stores, too small. The store is still those stores, it's just that my own knowledge is different. So when I was young, I felt that the dazzling array of grocery stores now looks so simple.

The streets in the town are very small, so I walked all at once. At the end of the street is the middle school. Next to the middle school, there is a small brewery, in the twilight. The fragrance of this wine bursts, and it is intoxicating.

Meng Qingqing said: "It turns out that when I was in school here, when I went to study in the evening, there was often a refreshing smell of wine in the workshop next to me. I often thought, no wonder many people like to drink. This wine smells so fragrant. . But I don’t know what it tastes like to drink."

"Since you want to drink it. Why don't you take a sip and try what it tastes like?" Qin Hao said.

"I'm a child. I'm a student! I heard that children drinking not only affect their intelligence, but also that it is not good for a girl to drink alcohol?"

"You are such a good student, a good girl! So your father can rest assured to leave you alone in your hometown."

"I am not alone. I still have grandma, but unfortunately you haven't met her. Grandma is a very loving old man..." Mentioning her grandma, Meng Qingqing felt sad.

"What is this wine made?" Qin Haonan asked.

"Sorghum!"

"Sorghum wine is a good wine. It's also fate when I meet it. I have to go in and drink a little." Qin Haonan said and went to push the door.

The door is hidden. It opens with one push.

There was a girl squatting to wash the bottle inside. When she heard the sound, she raised her head, "Qingqing. Are you back?" She screamed in surprise, ran to Meng Qingqing, shaking the water on her hand. Wiped it randomly on the body.

It turned out to be Meng Zhaodi.

"Zhaodi. Why are you here?"

"I'm here to work, for food and housing. One hundred and five a month." Meng Zhaodi smiled contentedly.

Qin Haonan frowned, "This salary is too low!"

"It's not low, it's not easy for us to find a job here. Just this, how many people can't compete for it!"

"Qingqing, when did you come back?"

"Just arrived here today, staying in the town for one night, and going back to the village tomorrow morning."

"Really? I will go back to the village with you tomorrow morning. I have two days off here every month. I haven't taken it this month! I will take two days off tomorrow."

"Okay! Leaving tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, we are staying at the Ruyi Hotel." Meng Qingqing said.

Meng Zhaodi glanced at Qin Haonan secretly, and said excitedly: "Okay, I will go there to find you tomorrow morning."

"Oh! By the way, are you here to buy wine?"

"Is sorghum wine brewed here? If it's sorghum wine, just hit a little."

At this time a fat man came out of the house, "Of course it is sorghum wine, authentic sorghum wine, such as fake replacement."

The fat man pointed to the sorghum piled beside him, "Look, this sorghum was bought from Shandong."

"I have drunk it, and I know after a sip." Qin Hao said.

The fat man said to Meng Zhaodi: "Go, get a bowl of wine."

Meng Zhaodi went to a room, and soon brought out a small bowl of wine.

The fat man pointed to Meng Zhaodi's wine and said to Qin Haonan: "You are an expert, you can drink it!"

Qin Haonan took a sip from Meng Zhaodi's hand, and savored it carefully, "It's sorghum wine, yes, but you mixed too much water, right?"

The fat man blushed, and he could drink it. "More or less brewers will be mixed with a little water." Knowing that they can't hide from experts, he explained.

"I wanted to buy a little more, but if I mix it with water, the taste is not pure. Just hit a catty!"

Meng Zhaodi hurriedly took out a bottle of one pound of wine.

After paying, Qin Haonan and Meng Qingqing walked out of the wine shop. Back at the hotel, it was still early, but Meng Zijun was already asleep. Qin Haonan was afraid of affecting him, so he watched TV in Meng Qingqing's room. He was still carrying the bottle of wine he had just bought.

They chatted casually while watching TV, Qin Haonan took a sip directly at the wine bottle from time to time.

In this simple hotel, Qin Haonan sat there casually, although he was drinking directly at the bottle, but he still had an indescribable grace, "Brother Haonan, thank you for being able to accompany us to this remote place. , The village is even more remote, you will know when you go tomorrow."

Qin Haonan smiled, "Nothing, as long as someone can survive, I can go, I am very adaptable."

With that, he took another sip of wine.

Meng Qingqing suddenly became proud, "Is this wine really that good? I will also taste it to see how it tastes good."

Qin Haonan didn't say anything, and directly handed the wine bottle to her.

Meng Qingqing took it and took a sip. A strong, spicy taste passed through the throat and into the stomach. The wine has reached the stomach, but the strong alcohol still rushes to the nose.

"Yes, people who drink this kind of liquor for the first time are often choked by this momentum, at least you haven't been choked."

"This wine is not as good as it is described in the book.

"You just tasted a bite and haven't realized the real taste of wine. It's like eating chili. You can eat it, and you can really taste it. There is no taste without chili, and wine is like this." (to be continued) .)