Arbor dye Acacia

Chapter 65

That night, both Fang Wu and Tong Ali were taken to the hospital. Tong Ali was mainly weak and frightened by the rain, but when he relaxed, he really couldn't resist and fell ill.Fang Wu was startled when she found out that she was here as her aunt, and then she made many detours in her heart. In short, her attitude towards Tong Ali has changed 180 degrees since then.

There was nothing wrong with Fang Wu's body, except that she was drenched in the rain, received an injection, rested for a while, and then returned to Team B.

At night, after she returned to the dormitory, she ignored Tong Qingyuan who came over to express her concern. After tidying up, she left the barracks and went to the front dormitory building to knock on Jiang Haibo's door.

Jiang Haibo looked a little casual when he opened the door. The front of his military uniform shirt was unbuttoned and the cuffs were loose.Seeing that it was Fang Wu, Jiang Haibo was somewhat surprised. The man raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, then he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, leaning against the door while playing with the lighter in his hand, while looking at her casually and asking: "Is something wrong?"

Fang Wu came here after taking a bath. At this time, she was very energetic. The girl had a military uniform shirt and dark green military trousers, and a simple belt on the trousers pinched her waist. She looked really chic and capable.She smiled lightly and raised her hand to raise the clay pot in her hand, and said politely: "Thank you for sending me back by the way. Nuo, this is old wine sweat that has been stored for 30 years. I brought it here and want to taste it with you." .”

"Oh?" Jiang Haibo took the pot with squinted eyes, opened the sealing paper and smiled, although his tone was alienated, he stepped aside and opened the door to let Fang Wu in, saying: "It's just a coincidence, you come in Bar."

Laojiuhan is a famous specialty wine in Ruian. It is well-known both at home and abroad for its high-quality rice wine by steaming, and it was even listed as a tribute in the late Qing Dynasty.The alcohol content of Laojiuhan is 64%, the ester content is about 0.3%, and the alcohol yield is only 1%, that is, 100 kilograms of high-quality rice wine can only distill about 1 kilogram of wine sweat.Its quality is clear and mellow, and after drinking, it leaves a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks.The Laojiuhan produced by Ruian Winery won the silver medal at the National Food Expo in 1989. Its original ecological brewing skills are enough to provide living materials for the study of ancient winemaking history.

And the 30-year-old Jiuhan can be regarded as a rare top grade.How is it not a coincidence?After a busy day, Jiang Haibo was really tired, he needed a good rest, and he also needed to fill his stomach.At this time, Fang Wu followed him into the room, and saw several cold dishes on Jiang Haibo's table, including boiled peanuts, jelly skin, dried five-spice tofu, three belts, and a bottle of Erguotou on the side. Open it, but the wine glass is already on the table.It turned out that Jiang Haibo was planning to drink!
Seeing this, Fang Wu smiled extraordinarily delicately, she raised her eyebrows and said, "What a coincidence."

Jiang Haibo shrugged, took a set of wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks, walked over and handed them to her, motioning for her to sit down, and he also pulled out the chair and sat down.The man's military shirt had already been unbuttoned, and the sleeves were still on his wrists. He lowered his eyes and poured two glasses of wine from the clay pot, and pushed a glass of wine in front of Fang Wu, smiling and not saying a word. , just wring out the cigarette at the tip of his hand and throw it on an empty plate, and then took a sip of wine.

Fang Wu didn't drink it, because only she knew that the wine was not clean, and she had already taken the medicine before coming.

Fang Wu saw him take a sip of the wine and smiled calmly with downcast eyes. The girl twisted a few peanuts and ate them directly. Confused, she suddenly said: "The year I was born, Aunt Jing specially brewed a few jars of wine for me, sealed the mouth of the jar with mud, and buried it under the poplar tree in front of my house." Jiang Haibo's deceased mother.Burying wine is a common practice of rich and noble families in the south of the Yangtze River. When a family has a daughter, it will bury a few jars of good wine under the old tree in front of the door. When the daughter grows up and gets married, digging out the wine will be auspicious and call Make "daughter red".This also shows how much Jing Lan liked Xiao Fang Wu back then.

Hearing this, Jiang Haibo's movement of holding the cup was also paused, the corner of the man's lips curled coldly, he looked at Fang Wu indifferently, and said nothing with a sullen face.

Jiang Haibo is really beautiful, a man who grows up like this can be charmed for life, and his beauty is dazzling with toughness and aggression.Just one glance, clear and indifferent, but Fang Wu was frightened by him, but also really fascinated.

How could she dare to mention these things in front of Jiang Haibo on weekdays? In fact, seeing him drink several cups of Lao Baigan in succession, Fang Wu had already made up her mind. He was getting older, and blatantly tapped his fingers on the table, laughed, and read out all his little thoughts: "Jiang Haibo, let me see how you are still so majestic in front of me today!"

(End of this chapter)