Tonight, it wasn't just the grandson of Sun Fifth Uncle who was crying; kids from several neighboring households were also crying.
Not for anything else, but because the stew from the Sun Family was too fragrant, it made the kids next door cry from craving.
Crying and making noise, demanding to eat meat; after their family gave them a stir-fried bamboo shoot with meat, they cried even harder.
Sun Fifth Uncle had never drunk such delicious wine; just smelling it made him drink a few more cups.
Yu Changhe had drunk it before and knew this spirit was strong and had a serious kick, so he kept advising Sun Fengshou and Sun Fifth Uncle to drink slowly and not too quickly.
Although Yu Changhe was advising them, in the end, both Sun Fifth Uncle and Sun Fengshou drank too much, arm-in-arm, they were already calling each other brothers.
"You're skipping generations, skipping generations!" Sun Grandma sat on the kang, frowning and slapping her leg in frustration.
