In the next few days, Jiang Hui is making the final sprint of "Happy Farm", striving to launch it immediately after New Year's Day.

In the middle, because he agreed to He Ling to perform at the New Year's Day party, Jiang Hui took a day to go to the studio of the Dream Band to rehearse the song, and by the way, he also gave them a new song for the first time at the New Year's Day party.

At present, Jiang Hui asked Zhu Zhengfeng to focus on website maintenance and data optimization, and also specially found a second-year graduate student from Beijing University of Posts and Posts to come over and work part-time on network security-related content.

Now that there are a lot of people registered in the intranet, if there is a user data breach, then the blow will be fatal, and it may be overtaken by other imitative websites.

The day before New Year's Day, He Ling invited Jiang Hui to their house for dinner in the name of his father, Dean He. Dean He has been assigned a house in the family area of the school, so it is very convenient to visit the door. It's just that Jiang Hui always feels that this meal is probably very uncomfortable to eat.

It's uncomfortable, since He Ling said that it was invited by his father, Jiang Hui couldn't go away.

"What hobbies do your parents have, I'll prepare some gifts", Jiang Hui called He Ling and said.

"You don't need a gift, you can just open it," He Ling said.

"That's not good, how can anyone go to someone's house to eat empty-handed," Jiang Hui said.

"Then you buy a bottle of bar, I usually like to drink two sips of liquor at home," He Ling said.

"Okay, I understand," Jiang Hui said.

"Come and wait for me in my dormitory when you go over, I usually live in the dormitory, I'll go back with you," He Ling said.

……

In the afternoon of the same day, Jiang Hui went to buy a bottle of Moutai and a bottle of Wuliangye, which were packed in ordinary bags. The reason why I didn't buy two bottles of Moutai or two bottles of Wuliangye was mainly because I wasn't sure whether Dean He liked sauce-flavored liquor or strong-flavored liquor, or both.

Sauce-flavored liquor, also known as grass-flavored liquor, is made by fermenting Daqu with sorghum as the raw material for liquor and at high temperature. The liquor is slightly yellow and transparent, the aroma is elegant and delicate, the entrance is mellow and sweet, soft, with obvious sourness, and a long aftertaste.

The strong aroma liquor uses sorghum as the main raw material, mixed with steaming and continuing the dregs, and is known as "a thousand-year-old cellar and a thousand-year-old dregs". The wine is colorless and transparent, aromatic, crisp and sweet, and has a long aftertaste, and the typical representatives are Wuliangye and Luzhou Laojiao.

It was almost half past five, and Jiang Hui went downstairs to He Ling's dormitory to wait for her. Within a few minutes of He Ling answering the phone, she appeared in front of Jiang Hui with a smile wearing a white down jacket, khaki pants and a small leather shoe.

"Let's go," He Ling said with a smile.

"You don't look bloated at all in a down jacket, how many girls have to be envious, jealous and hateful, and boys are obsessed with worshipping love," Jiang Hui said.

"The bag doesn't include you?", He Ling said.

As soon as this sentence came out, Jiang Hui couldn't wait to dig a pit and bury himself, which pot he didn't open and mention.

"Yes, you are a veritable flower of the courtyard, and the boys in our courtyard are obsessed with it," Jiang Hui said.

"What are you bringing, I'll take a look", He Ling said and stretched out his hand to take the bag in Jiang Hui's hand and took a look.

"You can just buy two bottles of Erguotou, why buy such expensive wine, you won't dare to ask you to come to my house for dinner in the future," He Ling said.

"Thanks to Dean He's care, I was able to get through these few months safely, the first time I came to the door, why can't she and Han Qi? Besides, you know, I don't miss this money," Jiang Hui said.

"Okay, then you guess you have to get ready to get drunk tonight, my dad will open these two bottles of wine and drink them tonight," He Ling said.

"Ah, isn't it, how much alcohol does your dad drink?", Jiang Hui said.

"It's average, I like to drink, but I don't drink much, and when I drink high, I like to find someone to talk to and give people a political lesson," He Ling said.

"That's miserable, I can't drink two bottles. Does your mother drink alcohol?", Jiang Hui said.

"What do you want to do? You don't expect us to share the firepower for you, just drink slowly with my dad. My mom usually socializes, so she doesn't drink much," says Ho Ling.

"I don't know what your mother does?" Jiang Hui asked.

"She's a civil servant, she works in the Ministry of Finance, and in this imperial capital where officials are running all over the place, she can be regarded as a leader," He Ling said.

Hearing He Ling say this, Jiang Hui estimated that He Ling's mother was more likely to be the director or deputy director of a certain department of the Ministry of Finance, and of course it was not ruled out that she was a director or a deputy ministerial-level official.

"Then who's cooking tonight?", Jiang Hui asked.

"It should be Aunt Lan, Aunt Lan is our nanny, my parents are usually busy, and rarely eat at home, let alone cook," He Ling said.

"Wouldn't it be very disturbing for me to go over today?" Jiang Hui said.

"No, just let the two workaholics come back to have a meal with me, and I have to thank you," He Ling said.

……

The two of them chatted while walking, and it didn't take long to arrive at the family area. He Ling led all the way to the door of her house and opened the door directly.

"Dad, I'll bring someone back for you", He Ling saw her dad sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, and said coquettishly.

Not to mention, Jiang Hui has known He Ling for so long, and it is the first time he has seen He Ling coquettish, it seems that the iceberg beauty is not a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"Hello, Dean He, I'm here to talk to you," Jiang Hui said as he gave the wine to He Ling.

"I asked you to come to dinner, what are you doing with your purchases," Dean He said, putting down the newspaper.

"Dad, you have a good mouth tonight, someone brought you Moutai and Wuliangye. Let's say okay first, don't give me a political lesson when I'm drunk," He Ling said as she took the wine.

The heating in the house was relatively sufficient, Jiang Hui took off his coat, He Ling naturally took it and hung it up, and then took off his down jacket and hung it up.

He Ling wore a high-necked white knitted tight-fitting sweater under the down jacket, completely showing off her delicate figure.

"Xiao Jiang, I'm going to talk about you, you're still a student now, how can you buy such a valuable gift when you come to the teacher's house," Dean He said.

"Dad, don't worry about him, he's a local tyrant now, just let him have a few drinks with you at night, my mother hasn't come back yet?", He Ling said as Jiang Hui relieved him.

"She just called back, and she was on her way back, so she guessed it was almost there. Xiao Jiang, come and sit down and have tea," said Dean He.

Jiang Hui sat on the sofa and looked at He Ling's home. The house is a four-bedroom apartment, and it is estimated that it looks like one hundred and thirty or forty square meters, and it is enough for a family of three to add a nanny to live. The decoration of the home is relatively simple, except for some potted plants, photo albums and the like, there are not many decorative things.