Should I call the doctor to get ready now?"

Bai Shao smiled and felt quite relaxed.

Shaking his head, "Ms. Lin, you are thinking too much.

I can assure you that this wine is drinkable.

Thirty-five years is nothing, sixty years is not much. Not long ago, I was lucky enough to drink a glass of wine that had been stored for sixty years, and it tasted like that."

Bai Shao's face was filled with endless aftertaste, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Lin Jiuniang breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he curiously asked why they brewed their own wine and stored it at the age of eight.

The smile on Bai Shao's face faded, and he picked up a glass of wine to cover up the disappointment on his face:

"It's just my family's tradition.

The younger members of the family can make wine by themselves at the age of eight.

The brewed wine will be stored in the cellar and cannot be taken away unless it is special."

"Special?" Lin Jiuniang was a little curious, "When does it count as special?"

"Rebirth, or death," Bai Shao smiled.

He drank the wine in his hand and said, "When you are born, take one of the jars of the brewed wine, and when you die, take all of it."

For future generations to taste the last thing he left in the world."

"Do you know?" Bai Shao gestured to the wine jar:

“A jar full of wine, after being stored for sixty years, only has less than half left.

That wine, no matter how bad it is, becomes a fine wine over time."

Bai Shao sighed with nostalgia on his face.

Lin Jiuniang was moved.

Well, if you don't touch a jar of wine for sixty years, you are a cruel person.

She probably can't do it.

Lin Jiuniang didn't say anything, picked up the wine bottle, poured him a glass, and then refilled herself:

"This wine is so precious. One jar is less than one jar, so we can't waste it.

Come on, do one!"

Lin Jiuniang raised her wine glass and was about to clink it with him.

Bai Shao was stunned for a moment, raised his glass, and clinked it with her.

After one drink, the two of them completely let go this time. You drank one glass and I drank another, and then chatted all over the place.

They drank until they were tipsy, with alcohol surging on their faces.

"A thousand cups is too little to drink with a close friend, drink!"

Lin Jiuniang's face was stained with scarlet color, she looked at Bai Shao drunkenly, and said with a smile:

"You are a nice person, but it's a pity that we are destined not to be friends!

Pity!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine and drank one glass.

Bai Shao's face was also a little red, and he bit the wine glass with his lips:

"Well, it is indeed a pity.

I also think you are a good person, I have never admired any woman in my life, you are the only one."

"You are very special, so special that people want to treat you as a friend."

Lin Jiuniang smiled and shook her head:

"That's because you didn't take a serious look at the woman around you before.

Let me tell you, every woman is special and unique.

Open your eyes wide and take a good look at this world, and you will find that this world is different!"

Bai Shao was stunned and said nothing.

Fill up the last glass of wine:

"I respect you!"
Chapter completed!