Rural Shennong

It is said that there are three women in one drama, but there are more than three in the room.

Lei Feng's husband looked at his nose and his heart, pretending he couldn't hear anything.

The Lei family's family style is that the yin prospers and the yang declines. The women of the Lei family, including his wife and children, are not easy-going lamps.

He didn't dare to participate in this kind of battle.

Lei Luan's expression was calm, and he didn't say a word, but the aura that strangers should not enter has already dissipated.

Both Lei Feng and Lei Qiaoxi were smiling, but the mother and daughter also had the will to confront Lei Luan tit for tat.

Lei Feng narrowed his eyes, as if he was sitting firmly on the high platform and watching the situation with a smile.

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Everyone knew that Lei Jialan had already been placed on the stage.

Today, she is so ugly, she will lose it, it depends on how she can save a little bit of face.

Lei Jialan took a deep breath and stood up slowly: "I don't need people from our winery to deliver wine!"

Lei Qiaoxi chuckled lightly and said: "Eldest sister is able to bend and stretch. With jewels like Tangpu Zhenjiu in front of you, your wine is also a disappointment."

Lei Jialan said indifferently: "I don't want people to bring wine over because you have already drunk the wine from our winery!"

Hearing this, everyone raised their heads, looking at her with doubts or contempt.

Even the calm old lady Lei was surprised: "Jialan, what do you mean by that?"

Lei Jialan pointed to the wine bottle on the table and said, "Because this Tangpu Zhenjiu is the wine produced by our factory."

"Grandma, didn't you just say that the words Tangpu Zhenniang are very similar to my handwriting?"

"Actually, I wrote these four words myself."

In fact, Chen Ping's handwriting is not bad, especially after accepting Nuwa's inheritance, his handwriting is strong and strong, which makes people feel domineering when they look at it.

But Tangpu Zhen brewed this wine, which has a gentle temperament, which is somewhat inconsistent with Chen Ping's temperament.

Moreover, this wine is produced by Lei Jialan's winery, and she also has the right to write the inscription. After reading her writing, Chen Ping decided to use her writing.

Lei Qiaoxi didn't know the inside story.

Hearing this, she chuckled: "Eldest sister, I didn't expect you to be flexible, and even learn to crawl along poles!"

"But do you treat grandma and the elders in our family as fools?"

"Just because the words Tangpu Zhenniang resembles your handwriting, and there is no address and phone number of the manufacturer, do you dare to speak nonsense?"

Lei Luan was also very angry.

Even if Lei Jialan admitted in public that her wine was far inferior to Tangpu Zhenniang, everyone would be disappointed at most.

After all, the Yang family couldn't make such a good wine.

But she could lie.

"Jialan, shut up, how did I educate you since childhood? How could you tell such a boring lie?"

Lei Jialan looked around and found that her family looked at her with disappointment and contempt.

She laughed suddenly, but no one could understand the bitterness and sadness in that smile. Everyone thought she was smiling awkwardly after being exposed a lie.

Lei Jialan's character is very rigid, since her family doubts her and doesn't believe her.

She also absolutely refused to take out the prepared wine.

But at this moment, someone outside suddenly reported that the old director of the winery had come to pay homage to Lei Feng's birthday.

Before Lei Feng gave the small winery to Lei Jialan to earn some pocket money, she managed the winery herself.

This factory manager can be regarded as an old man whom she personally supported. Of course, she still remembers her birthday, and she has not forgotten her support.

When the old factory manager entered the room, he didn't realize that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room.

He respectfully delivered two boxes of old wild ginseng to the old lady, and said with a slight smile, "Old lady, I wish you good health and all the best!"

The old lady asked someone to take the old mountain ginseng, nodded and said: "You still remember the old man's birthday, I did not train you in vain."

"But you have to help Jialan well in the future. Even if she can't achieve anything, you should teach her the principles of life!"

The factory manager waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare! You are serious!"

"Missy manages the factory so well, and also..." He pointed to Tangpu Zhenjiu on the table: "And also brewed such a peerless wine, I am not qualified to teach her anything."

Mrs. Lei was stunned, and Lei's family was also stunned.

Seeing the strange expressions of Lei's family, the factory manager said very anxiously: "I, what did I say wrong?"

Mrs. Lei grabbed him: "You said this wine is made by your winery?"

The factory manager was taken aback: "Of course it is. Isn't the Tangpu Zhenjiu on the table from the two boxes that the young lady brought from the warehouse of the factory today?"

He just explained it casually, never thought it would be right in one sentence.

Lei Jialan said coldly: "This is my sister. I bought it from a scalper for 2000 yuan. Where can I give it to me?"

Hearing this, the factory manager only felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head in an instant.

He is not able to participate in the internal struggles of the big family.

The factory manager wanted to play dead, but Mrs. Lei didn't want to let him go.

"Tell me, what's going on with this wine, you must tell me the truth!"

The factory manager dared not hide it, he lowered his head and said: "This is the wine brewed from the ingredients and formula provided by the eldest lady's friend."

"The words Tangpu Zhenniang on the bottle were mentioned by her herself."

"Originally, this good wine was brewed, and I wanted to announce the good news to you in advance."

"But the eldest lady said that I will give you a surprise on your birthday, so I kept it secret."

Lei Qiaoxi stood up blushing: "It's impossible, just because of your little dilapidated factory, how can you make such good wine in such a short period of time?"

The factory manager was anxious: "Second Miss, if you don't believe me, you can visit our winery."

"If I tell half a lie, I'll be struck by lightning and die!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of something, raised his hand and slapped himself: "Old Madam, today is your birthday, I said something that shouldn't be said, please don't mind."

Mrs. Lei was shocked for a long time before she slowly sat back on the stool and waved her hands: "It's okay, I believe you."

She looked at Lei Jialan with a complicated expression: "Jialan, why didn't you..."

Lei Jialan said calmly: "Grandma, I explained it, does anyone believe it?"

Mrs. Lei was speechless when she asked.

Lei Jialan continued: "I originally wanted to take two boxes of wine as a birthday present for you and let your family members taste it."

"But I didn't expect that you don't even have the slightest trust in me. Why should I continue to humiliate myself?"

Her words were like a resounding slap across the face, and everyone's faces were red when they were slapped.

After all, they are all her family members, and Lei Jialan has no intention of slapping anyone in the face.

She was extremely disappointed with her family and didn't want to say anything more, so she got up and left the dining room.

Walking to the door, Lei Jialan turned half of her face, and said coldly: "The two boxes of wine I brought are in my room."

"You guys take it and drink it."

"If you still don't believe that this is the wine produced in my factory, you can come to visit my winery at any time, I warmly welcome you!"