PFC Chapter 1241 Palace Wine
Chapter 1241 Palace Wine
"Here." Qi Yao said with a smile.
"Thank you."
The dinner ended happily, and Qi Yao was still reluctant to leave, so Shi Qi just sat with him.
"Why did you suddenly become unhappy at that time?" Qi Yao asked with a smile.
Seventeen spread his hands and said, "Of course I won't be happy about something that makes me irritated." Seventeen turned and looked at Qi Yao, "Don't ask me. I won't tell you even if you ask me."
"Okay, then I'll go first. It's so late and it might not be nice if others come back and see me here." Qi Yao said.
Seventeen held her head up and said nothing, because she felt that Qi Yao's words made her feel inexplicably familiar.
Thinking of her brother, are all gentlemen like this? They are afraid of causing inconvenience to the other party.
Perhaps, she allowed Qi Yao to get so close because of the inexplicable familiarity he gave her. She wanted to explore what it was that made her feel so familiar at times, and the closer she got, the more she discovered that he was different from what she had expected, a pleasant surprise.
"Let's go." Qi Yao didn't wait for Shiqi's response and got up and left. He paused at the door. Her eyes happened to be looking at him. Qi Yao smiled, closed the door and left.
The next day I went to the hospital and returned home. I asked a question as soon as I entered the door.
"Mom, is Dad home today?"
"Yes, miss." The housekeeper responded immediately. After the housekeeper finished speaking, my mother came out of the room.
Seventeen turned her head and looked. Oh, what is Auntie doing here? She rarely saw Auntie since Grandpa was admitted to the nursing home.
"Aunt." Seventeen called out and stood by the stairwell.
Huo Yan looked at his daughter and asked, "Do you need help from your father?"
"Well, something happened. I'll go upstairs first, Mom." Seventeen responded, smiled at his aunt, and then hurried upstairs.
The eldest wife looked at Seventeen going upstairs and felt in her heart that it would be great if she had a daughter.
"It's better to have a daughter. Look how much Kiki sticks with you and the third child." The eldest wife sighed.
Even if the son is at home, they are two families, so why would he want to confide in the old lady? As people get older, they really want to be surrounded by their children. It would be so nice to live together.
"It's good to have a granddaughter. Hanhan is very beautiful." Huo Yan smiled politely.
"That's true," the eldest wife whispered, "but my granddaughter still has a biological mother. Of course, her words are more effective than those of a grandmother like me. Huo Yan, you also know that my daughter-in-law is not an easy person to deal with. She doesn't allow Hanhan to be close to anyone, and the child won't be close to anyone. I'm so sad..."
What is the eldest wife doing here?
I came here to complain. The kids were in school, my husband was out with his comrades, and my son and daughter-in-law were both at work. The eldest wife's place was truly deserted. This didn't sit well with Zhuang Jinyuan, so of course Huo Yan was the only person I could turn to.
Nothing, just talking.
Seventeen asked her father on the third floor, "I remember Uncle San gave Dad two bottles of red wine. Dad, do you still have that wine?"
"Uncle San sent a lot of wine. Which time are you talking about?" Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyes, his thick eyebrows slightly overlapped.
"Uh...I think it was the Dragon Boat Festival when I graduated from high school." Seventeen whispered.
It's really a relief that I can still remember the taste of it. However, good wine, after you drink it once, there will be no other smooth and delicious one. No matter how much you drink, you will always remember the best taste in your heart.
So the wine that Qi Yao brought last night brought back her memories.
"Ask your Third Uncle." Zhuang Zhoucheng pressed his brow. Was his daughter trying to embarrass him? Six years ago, on the Dragon Boat Festival, he had so many things to remember. How could he bother remembering such trivial matters?
Seventeen hugged his father's arm and said, "Dad, I have something else to ask you."
"Speak." Zhuang Zhoucheng put down what he was doing, leaned back in his chair, and glanced at Seventeen.
"Haoyu and I originally registered in France and came back two years later to notarize it. Is our wedding date actually two years later?" Seventeen asked seriously.
Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded slowly, "If it is in accordance with domestic laws and regulations, yes."
For a marriage registered abroad, it must be notarized in the country in order to receive legal protection in the country. In the country, the marriage date must be calculated according to the date of domestic registration.
"Why are you asking about this?" Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at his daughter.
"Nothing, just asking." Seventeen patted his head, "I'll call Uncle San, Dad, you go ahead and do your thing."
Seventeen walked out of the study directly and called her third uncle, still thinking about other things in her heart.
Uncle Shi answered the phone quickly. Seventeen asked about the wine from six years ago, repeatedly describing it, "That time I got drunk. My dad only opened one bottle. Uncle, do you still have that wine?"
"It's gone. It's from the Spanish royal family and is used by the palace. Not many people outside can get it. I only have two bottles, and I gave them both to your father. Ask your father if he still has the other one." Uncle Shi responded. She remembered those two wines because they were indeed rare.
But in terms of taste, it's just so-so. There are definitely many wines that taste better than those two. But the reason why it's expensive is that it is the wine used by the palace, which cannot be bought even if you have money. It is even more awesome than the limited edition.
"Huh?" Seventeen's face fell, and he tapped his head. "The palace uses the wine. Does that mean it's not available for purchase?"
"It's not available." Uncle Shi confirmed.
"But my friend also has one, and he's not a very powerful person. Uncle San, could it be that they didn't have it before but are available now?" Seventeen asked suspiciously.
"Haha, how is that possible, Qiqi?"
Seventeen exchanged a few words with Uncle Shi San, then ran back to her father's office. After some gesticulating, Zhuang Zhoucheng finally remembered which wine she was talking about. After all, she had only been drunk a few times, so how could she not remember?
"Give it to your brother." Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows.
"Give it to my brother?" Seventeen was surprised, but the next moment his eyebrows drooped like caterpillars.
"So you want to drink it?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked back, and seeing his daughter's expression, he immediately laughed, "Ask your third uncle to give you another bottle."
"No, my uncle said that it was the wine used by the Spanish royal family. You can't buy it even if you have money." Seventeen spread his hands. It seemed that the wine of that year was not available yet.
Zhuang Zhoucheng stood up and pulled Seventeen towards the wine cellar.
"I have a lot of good wine at home. Pick a few to drink, but don't drink too much." Zhuang Zhou admitted the truth.
"Dad..." Seventeen was speechless and amused, "With my alcohol tolerance, isn't drinking too much like seeking death?"
"That's good to know. It's also nice to have a drink tonight." Zhuang Zhoucheng said, "This one is good. It's hard to find in the domestic market, and it tastes good. The ones here are all from your third uncle. His wines are always good. Pick some. The wines here are always as good as that one."
Seventeen sat aside and didn't move. "But, I don't like these?"
She looked up at the wines on the table. It seemed that she had tasted many of them before. The taste was just so-so. Everyone had different feelings. She still thought the one she drank last night was the best.