Xu Ziming immediately speeded up the two steps exaggeratedly: "Fu Bo, you are an elder, I respect you, but you are familiar with you. You maliciously slandered my kind-hearted child and caused my weak soul to be greatly harmed. You If you don't converge, I will go back to the yamen to beat the drums and complain."
Fubo glanced at him jokingly, both of them showed a close smile at the same time, and then laughed heartily.
Uncle Fu’s house is really not small. It can be seen that the winemaking business is indeed very rich. He lives in a quiet yard and the house is not small. There are five or six rooms in front and back, and the yard is full of plants. The flowers and plants, the rich and noble romantic roses, the scent of peony, there was a big pear tree where it fell, and there were some peach blossoms on the side, and the aroma was striking. Xu Ziming immediately smiled and said strangely: "Fu Bo, you are a brewer. And the craftsmanship of this gardener."
As soon as Uncle Fu heard this, he changed his face and said seriously: "The way of making wine is not trivial. If you want to make a good wine, you need not only the brilliance of the sun and the moon, the essence of rain and dew, but also other aromas. Pure and moving, why do you think the wine made from the same millet is so different?"
Although Xu Ziming has had a lot of good wines with celebrities, he always thought it was a problem of craftsmanship, such as distillation and purification. He couldn’t think of these tricks, but after a little thought he understood what he meant, showing a serious look. The child said: "What Uncle Fu said is, but the kid is superficial."
Uncle Fu looked at him strangely. It's rare to hear secretly. This kid is usually carefree and full of big talk. He is also serious when he has gained knowledge, and he is more joyful in his heart, and walks forward first.
Beyond the tangy fragrance, a quiet small courtyard suddenly fell in Xu Ziming's eyes. Next to it was a large courtyard, but in front of this small courtyard stood a figure of Ping Ting. That was the place that attracted Xu Ziming's eyes. The little girl in the jacket stood there quietly, her eyes deep, she didn't know what she was thinking, she was a slender figure, and she seemed to have matured, ********, so that Xu Ziming, the sex ghost, immediately became passionate. Upper brain, hurriedly chanted: "The jade person stands before the flower, with deep eyebrows. Hehe, good girl.
The woman slowly turned around, revealing her little face that was ashamed and joyful. Although she is not beautiful, she is a little beauty, especially when combined with her good figure, she also has a charm. The woman is very happy. Uncle smiled slightly and said softly: "Father, you are back."
Although she was talking to Uncle Fu, her eyes turned to Xu Ziming, and she saw that there was not much hair on the head of this man, and he looked very handsome, especially the corners of his mouth, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It had a smell, especially when he remembered his words. , My heart moved slightly, could this person also be a talent
Xu Ziming didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, but when she saw her looking at herself, he smiled at her, and said, "Miss is Fu Bo's heart, right? I have long heard Fu Bo praised flowers. I saw her today. It's really beautiful like a jade, and it makes people feel good."
The woman's face blushed, and she walked into the room without answering his words. Xu Ziming thought that when her charm was declining, the woman brought out two cups of tea from the room and said softly: "The tea just made, The room is a bit dim, so let's take a drink on this beautiful view."