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The old man is between seventy and seventy-five years old. Years of hard work have made him a little hunchbacked. The smell of an old farmer exuding from his whole body is a one-sided account of his not-so-well-off life.

When facing Wang Ruilin, the old man had a stubborn and irritable temper, but after hearing the girl's voice in the room, the angry look on the old man's face disappeared like a sunny day after rain.

His tone was very gentle, which was completely inversely proportional to the irritability before. There was a kind smile on his old face, and he responded softly: "Xiaowei, grandpa is fine, you rest first, wait for grandpa to send him away, I'll go buy you some medicine."

"Human? Is there a guest here?" The girl in the house asked, "Grandpa, why don't you invite someone to come in and sit down?"

"Guest? This is really an unexpected visitor." The old man glanced at Wang Ruilin coldly, but his tone was strangely gentle, "Stop talking, you are weak, and rest for a while."

"..." Wang Ruilin showed a naive smile in front of the low door. He lowered his voice and said to the old man, "Master, is your granddaughter sick?"

"You are the only one who is sick!" Gently closing the wooden door full of wormholes, the old man's fiery temper flared up again when he turned his head. He picked up the pole and widened his eyes, "Should we go or not? I really have to do it!"

"Don't mind... the old man is easy to hurt his body when he gets angry, especially you. You have more than a dozen diseases, and frequent anger is not good for your health." Wang Ruilin did not turn around and leave, but said to the old man solemnly: "Master, In recent years, when you go to bed at night, especially at two to three in the morning, do you feel cold and stiff in your right calf, accompanied by spasms, and you often wake up in the middle of the night with pain?"

"...You investigate me?!" Wang Ruilin's original intention was to obtain those rare old cellars through medical treatment, but who would have thought that once he said this, the old man would immediately feel like a black man whose tail had been stepped on. Like a cat, he stared at Wang Ruilin fiercely, and asked word by word: "Boy, who sent you here?!"

"Who sent it?" The old man's words stunned Wang Ruilin for a while, and then he laughed and said, "Master, you think too much, I am not sent by anyone, really, I just want to buy a jar of liquor with you, really no other meaning."

The old man's vigilant eyes wandered over Wang Ruilin's body for a while, and then he slowly let go of his hands holding the shoulder pole, and said to himself: "Those guys really wouldn't send you, a brat, to make trouble... ...Hey, kid."

"Master." Wang Ruilin was overjoyed and stepped forward quickly.

"If you want to buy my wine, you'd better tell me who told you the news?" The old man restrained his temper slightly.

"No one told me." Wang Ruilin looked at the old man's wrinkled face, and said truthfully: "When I was in the general market, you walked past me, and I smelled a long smell on you. And the strong bouquet, this pure and peaceful taste, can only be possessed by liquor that has been cellared for more than 30 years."

After a slight pause, Wang Ruilin continued: "At the same time, the smell of alcohol on your body is not strong, sir, but a flat, very natural smell of alcohol... This shows that you didn't get the smell of alcohol because of drinking. , then the only remaining explanation is that you went down to the cellar around six o'clock this morning and stayed in the cellar for at least half an hour!"

Wang Ruilin's tone was very firm, as if what he said was not his own guess, but a story that he saw with his own eyes. The firm and confident tone gave people a feeling of no doubt.

Listening to what Wang Ruilin said, and looking at his appearance of only eighteen or nineteen years old, the old man almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, because Wang Ruilin's judgment was completely correct!  …

The batch of baijiu stored in his own cellar was brewed by the old man 33 years ago. It is absolutely the real vintage wine, and it is by no means comparable to the bottled, so-called vintage wines on the market.

To the old man, this batch of baijiu not only means the value of hundreds of thousands or even millions, because when the batch of baijiu was brewed and sealed for storage, his wife passed away that night.

For the old man, the fifty altars of aged baijiu are not an extremely huge wealth for ordinary people, but more importantly, he entrusts his longing for his wife...a habit developed over the years, Every day he didn't go down to the cellar for half an hour, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Originally, the old man planned to donate this batch of baijiu to charity organizations for free after a hundred years, but who would have thought that the lively, cheerful, smart and capable granddaughter would suddenly fall ill when she said she was sick?

The granddaughter's serious illness, almost within a week of examination, has already drained the family that was not rich in the first place.Today, the cause of the granddaughter's illness has not been confirmed, but the money has been spent like running water, and there is not even a small splash.

The old man is a son and daughter, and the only granddaughter was picked up from the hospital 28 years ago. After so many years of being dependent on each other, the granddaughter has almost become the only driving force for the old man to continue to live.

But for an old man who is over [-] years old and still depends on government subsidies to live, how can he bear the hundreds of thousands of inspection fees every time?What's more, the cause of the disease has not been confirmed yet. When the cause of the disease is confirmed in the future, the cost of this treatment may be an astronomical figure!

The old man had no choice but to cast his hopeful eyes on the fifty altars of aged liquor in the cellar, hoping to raise the cost of his granddaughter's treatment by selling these liquors.

But what the old man never expected was that the Chenguang Winery, which he had placed high hopes on, would actually have the idea of ​​taking it by force!The old man originally wanted to sell these baijiu to the winery that he had worked for all his life. After all, it was more than 30 years old baijiu. Even if he bought it back and blended it, he could sell it at an astonishing price.

In addition, the old man himself is a laid-off worker of Chenguang Winery, and his feelings for the winery have not been diminished because of being laid off... He also knows that the life of Chenguang Winery is getting worse and worse, and he may die in a few years. Will face the choice of reorganization or bankruptcy.

The loyal old man hoped that Chenguang Distillery could rely on this batch of baijiu to bring it back to life, at least to pay out the wages owed for several months.But who would have thought that the director of the distillery, who had just taken office the year before last, turned his face on the spot when he heard the old man say that he still had a batch of old baijiu that he wanted to transfer to the distillery.

The other party accused the old man of stealing a batch of liquor produced by the winery 33 years ago. Now, as long as the old man is willing to return the batch of liquor, they can let the past go.

The honest old man almost fainted from the anger of these words and this kind of face, he slapped the table and left the winery on the spot.

In the few days after that day, there were always some young people from the society walking back and forth in front of his house, and many of them made threats from time to time to intimidate the old man, hoping that the old man would obey obediently.

This led to the old man's stubborn and even violent attitude towards Wang Ruilin.

He thought that Wang Ruilin was the thug sent by Chenguang Winery to find out the location of the cellar under the pretext of 'buying wine', and then either rob it or steal it!

May I ask, under such circumstances, how could he still give Wang Ruilin a little bit of a good face?