"Didn't we hear a while ago that your sister-in-law grew a lot of vegetables? By now, they should be almost ready! We could bring some good wine and make a few dishes, doesn't that sound great?"
With pleasure, I thought about how difficult it must be to grow your own vegetables in this big city. I started to ponder what kind of wine would be best to buy when the time comes.
"Rui, how about we get some bottles of red wine by then? Your sister-in-law's cooking is really good, and we could set up a table of dishes, so we don't have to go to those noisy bars with crowded places..."
After chirping on for a long time without a response, Beichen Rui suddenly looked up and stared at me before speaking casually, "Xinluo doesn't drink anymore."
Thinking about the time she came home drunk after going out with Lan Shan, I felt a bit displeased. Even at home, drinking should be kept in check — after all, alcohol isn't a good thing.
