I'm the big president

Liu Dahong knew that time was running out, and the two things he couldn't let go of the most, now that Qin Yang could take over, he felt a lot more relaxed, grabbed the wine bottle and drank a few gulps, and took another piece of meat Take two dry bites.

Liu Yao reached out and pulled his sleeve, and said softly, "Drink less, the doctor told you not to drink too much, and try to eat less indigestible food."

Liu Dahong said disapprovingly: "The doctor said that if I live another day, I will earn money. Since I am still alive, I must eat and drink well. It would be more comfortable for me to die on a hospital bed than on a wine table."

Liu Yao's eyes were red, and she slowly let go of her five fingers holding her father's sleeve. If her father hadn't suffered from a terminal illness, she would definitely insist on it. Now she could only choose to let go with tears in her eyes, and looked casually at Qin Yang who was sitting beside her. He is still drinking and eating meat heartlessly...

Lihua, the little nanny, brought the food to the table one after another. The dishes were rich and delicious. Qin Yang specially asked Lihua to bring two large wine glasses, poured two glasses of willow wine, picked up a glass, got up and respected Liu Dahong: "Uncle Liu , I offer you a toast, thank you for your trust."

Liu Dahong reached out for the wine glass and stood up. The two clinked and drank it down. Qin Yang put down the wine glass, picked up the wine bottle and filled it up. After a few minutes, he toasted again, ignoring Liu Dahong who was opposite him. Yao glared at him with white eyes, still doing her own way, toasting Uncle Liu non-stop.

Just halfway through the meal, the bottles of willow wine brought by Liu Dahong were drank upside down, and Qin Yang asked the nanny to bring two bottles of aged wine from Guojiao. After the meal was over, they drank the two bottles of wine again clean.

In terms of alcohol capacity, Liu Dahong can be regarded as a master of alcohol in the wine forest, and there is no comparison with Qin Yang at all. This kid is just a wine basket, and he is still the kind who missed the bottom. After the meal, Uncle Liu has already raised his orchid finger Stumbling has become a big tongue.

As the host, Qin Yang naturally wanted to help Uncle Liu to rest in the upstairs room. If he was so drunk, he would have to sleep for at least a few hours before he sobered up.

Liu Yao sat in the living room and waited for half an hour but did not see Qin Yang coming downstairs. She was a little puzzled, so she waited patiently for another half an hour, and finally saw Qin Yang walking down the stairs slowly.

Qin Yang walked to the sofa and sat down, poured himself a cup of hot tea and took a sip leisurely, reached out to pick up the thread-bound booklet on the coffee table and opened it, completely mistaking Liu Yao for Little Transparent.

Finally Liu Yao couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, but you really shouldn't let him drink too much."

Qin Yang glanced at her, and said lightly: "Drinking some wine is nothing, the most important thing is to be happy."

Liu Yao was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I have handed in my resignation letter, and I plan to go back to my hometown after resignation, and spend the last time with my father."

Qin Yang picked up the teacup and took another sip, and said, "It's fine to go home, but I feel that Uncle Liu is in good spirits, and he doesn't look terminally ill at all. I wonder if the hospital may have misdiagnosed him?"

Liu Yao sighed softly, and said: "I also hope it was a misdiagnosis, so I took him to the largest hospital in Shenjiang for examination several times, and the result was the same. It is conservatively estimated that he can live for another three months at most."

Qin Yang smiled heartlessly, and said: "It says that winemaking needs tartar stones. When you get home, you have time to check some for me. Don't want too many. Just a few pieces. I can put them in the garden for a try." I will pay for the brewing and shipping costs.”

Liu Yao nodded and said, "Remember, I'll check it in for you when I get back to my hometown."

"Thank you!"

Qin Yang smiled, and began to read the thread-bound booklet that recorded the recipe of willow wine. He found that the booklet was not made of paper, but some kind of specially treated animal skin, and the writing on it was not written on it. Yes, it seems to have been stabbed in a way similar to a tattoo, and it feels obvious to the touch. This is conducive to preservation. No wonder it has not been damaged after thirteen generations.

Liu Yao looked at him quietly for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Can I visit your new home?"

Qin Yang replied without raising his head: "Yes, you can take a look."

Liu Yao stood up, sighed softly, and walked towards the stairs...

Qin Yang's whole mind had already been immersed in the willow wine formula, and he had no time to care about Liu Yao. If there was still a bleeding wound deep in his heart when he broke up, the scab had already healed by now, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

An hour passed... two hours passed... three hours...

Lihua, the little nanny, brought melon seeds, peanuts and several kinds of preserved fruits, and added water to the empty teapot... Just as she was about to turn around and leave, the statue-like Qin Yang suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Lihua, Are there any mountain springs with good water quality near your house?"

Lihua thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "No, we all drink well water over there, and the water quality seems to be about the same, nothing particularly good."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Got it, it seems that it is quite difficult to find a mountain spring with good water quality."

Lihua glanced at him, and asked with a surprised face: "Isn't there mountain spring water in the supermarket? If you don't need it, you can buy a few bottles. There are big bottles like that."

Qin Yang smiled, gave a thumbs up and praised: "You're so smart, I just want to buy a few bottles of mountain spring water to make wine. I don't need much at first, a few dozen catties is enough..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Liu Yao helping his father down the stairs. Liu Dahong was obviously not completely sober, and his walk was a little drifting.

"Qin Yang, can you drive us back?"

Liu Yao's voice was very soft, the father and daughter seemed to have reached a consensus, and Uncle Liu followed suit in a dazed state, his eyes half-closed, as if he hadn't woken up.

Qin Yang glanced at her and said, "Stay here and have dinner before leaving. I will drive you back."

Liu Yao frowned and asked, "Are you still drinking at night?"

Qin Yang smiled sheepishly, shook his head, and said, "I don't want to drink any more. I'll have some fruit juice for dinner. I bought fresh coconut juice to make Uncle Liu sleep more. There is a guest room on the first floor."

Liu Yao turned her head to look at her father, and nodded lightly: "Alright then, I'll listen to you!"

Qin Yang immediately got up and went forward, together with Liu Yao, he supported Liu Dahong to the guest room downstairs to rest. Just as Uncle Liu was laid down on the bed, he heard the sound of the door being opened, followed by a high-pitched barking of a dog... It was the barking puppies that had just passed the full moon.

"What?"

Qin Yang turned around and walked out the door quickly. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Du Kaixin sitting on the sofa like a big horse with a golden sword. There was a dog lying on his lap. This dog had a big head and small eyes. The small one looks like two black bean drums, with two triangle-shaped ears on the top of the head. It looks like a juvenile version of the movie star "Hong Lei Ge".