"Ding-dong......"

Shortly after a crisp doorbell, the heavy solid wood security door was gently opened. Then, the face of a middle-aged woman with a majestic presence emerged from the open door. When the middle-aged woman who opened the door saw the girl looking at her with a smile on her face, she smiled kindly: "Dead girl, when you come home, you have to trouble your mother to open the door when you come home!" Forgot your keys again? ”

"Mom~, didn't I pour my hand? Even the doorbell is helped by my head, so take it for me, it's dead......" The girl said coquettishly.

At this time, the middle-aged woman noticed that her daughter was still holding a black pottery jar more than a foot and a half high in her arms, which seemed to be not light.

After letting the girl in, the middle-aged woman hurriedly reached out to take the jar in her daughter's arms, and after reaching out and weighing it twice, the woman curiously said to the girl who was bending down to change her shoes: "Feifei, didn't you go out to play with Xiaofeng?" Where did you get such a jar back? What's in there? ”

Listening to the name, you can know that the girl who came back with the black jar is Lan Feifei, Wei Feng's little girlfriend, who has just returned from Zhang Jin's house. And this middle-aged woman is naturally He Manli, Lan Feifei's mother who is the director of the Shenzhen Labor Bureau.

Hearing her mother mention the black pottery jar she brought back, Lan Feifei said with some pride: "It's definitely a good thing, guess!" ”

…………

Lan Zedong, as the deputy mayor with the status of a member of the Standing Committee, has to lose some very important things while gaining huge power, such as holidays.

When Lan Zedong once again exhausted his Sunday vacation from his busy work, he dragged his tired body back home. As soon as he opened the door, his baby daughter Lan Feifei greeted him like a fluttering butterfly, and said with a smile on her face, "Dad, why did you come back?" I can't take a break on Sundays! "This daughter still knows very well that she feels sorry for her parents.

Seeing his daughter, Lan Zedong, who was obviously physically and mentally exhausted, was very happy, which could be seen from the fact that his eyes were about to overflow and spoiled, but he still pretended to be dissatisfied and snorted twice and began to criticize his daughter: "Didn't you stick together with the kid surnamed Wei every day, and you have long forgotten your parents?" I don't even go home every day, where did the sun come out today, and you actually ran home! ”

Although Lan Zedong felt that Wei Feng, a natural political material, was a promising guy, he still admired him a little from the bottom of his heart. But because of his daughter, it made Wei Feng, a young man who should have been able to meet his eyes, look hateful. Especially a year ago, when Lan Zedong knew that Wei Feng had actually taken care of him for more than ten years, and he was still Bing Qingyujie's obedient baby daughter who took advantage of his inattention to eat him, he was even more furious, and he couldn't wait to skin Wei Feng, who dared to defile his daughter's innocence, to skin him, dismantle his bones, and eat meat to relieve his hatred. If it weren't for He Manli, who was bought by Wei Feng's sweet words, and Lan Feifei, who was determined not to marry Wei Feng, who desperately stopped him, he, the deputy mayor who held a lot of power and had always had a clear distinction between public and private, would almost have to use his power for personal gain once, and he would have to give Wei Feng a good look. At least with Lan Zedong's status and power, it would not be very difficult to let a small section-level chief clerk lose his official career, or even let him go to prison. After all, in this era of 'economy' first, few government civil servants can wipe their butts so cleanly. Wei Feng, this kid is naturally no exception!

Although Lan Zedong has reluctantly accepted Wei Feng's quasi-son-in-law status now, even when Wei Feng's boss deliberately promoted Wei Feng because of his own relationship, he did not stop it. But whenever his daughter mentioned Wei Feng, a kid, and showed a sweet expression, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

Obviously, he was eating Wei Feng's vinegar.

Didn't someone say, 'Is a daughter a father's lover in his last life?' Lan Feifei's previous life must have had a great relationship with Lan Zedong's previous life, and haode is far better than ordinary lovers. At least it's also a junior who has a strong threat to the main room!

In front of her parents, Lan Feifei was not as well-behaved as when she was by Wei Feng's side, and when she heard her father's ridicule, this Nizi suddenly stopped doing it, pulled her mother's arm and shook it desperately, complaining: "Mom~, look at my dad!" How could he say that about his daughter? How can a daughter be so careless about her family? Mom, help me criticize him. Hurry up~",

The daughter asked for help, and of course the mother had to come forward, so He Manli hurriedly echoed: "That's it, your father will talk nonsense, my daughter is naturally the most caring." Let's go, girl, help mom cook, we'll ignore him. ”

"Humph!" After Lan Feifei grimaced at Lan Zedong, she said, "Ignore you." He followed He Manli into the kitchen.

Because Lan Zedong and He Manli are very busy with their work, and Lan Feifei has always been stuck with her 'Fengfeng' in the past two years, and it is rare to go home once a week, so it is rare for a family of three to get together at a table to eat, and the meals prepared by He Manli are naturally very rich. After the meal was served, the three of them sat around the dining table, eating, chatting, and having fun.

Just after eating two bites, Lan Feifei suddenly put down her chopsticks and jumped up: "Oh no, no, I almost forgot!" With that, he ran to the kitchen. After a while, when she ran out again, she was holding the baby-like black pottery jar in her arms when she came back before.

The daughter's strange behavior made Lan Zedong stunned, and asked curiously to his wife: "Wife, what is Fei Fei doing?" ”

He Manli also said depressedly: "Who knows, when this girl comes back, she will hold this black jar, like a baby." When I asked her what it was in, she wouldn't say. I'm going to open it and see, but she won't let me. God mysterious! ”

Finally, after Lan Feifei filled the two crystal goblets that she had specially brought with the liquid in the black pottery jar, she handed one of them to He Manli's lips and said in a tone full of temptation: "Mom, taste it, is it delicious?" ”

Under the persuasion of her daughter, He Manli carefully looked at the emerald liquid in the goblet crystal glass, raised the wine glass suspiciously, and took an elegant sip. Suddenly, this strong woman who had tasted all kinds of Shijie wine was intoxicated. She could swear that none of the nearly a thousand fine wines she had ever drunk could match the mellow and smooth flavor of this wine, and that none of them could bring this woman who had already had a good appetite with such a feeling as if she had fallen into a beautiful dream in an instant.

As a result, this strong woman who is over forty years old is also like Wei Feng and Xiao Fei, who have drunk this kind of wine for the first time, and her eyes are confused.

Seeing his wife, who had a tricky taste, showing such a dream-like appearance, closing his eyes and being intoxicated for a long time, Lan Zedong was surprised, and curiously wanted to pick up another cup of Cuibi liquid, and also wanted to taste it. However, Lan Zedong's actions were immediately stopped by Lan Feifei: "If I don't give you a drink, who let you say that!" Lan Feifei's face was coquettish, obviously still haunted by her father's remarks that she didn't care about her family.

He Manli, who was woken up by her daughter's anger, hurriedly echoed before she could open her eyes: "Yes, don't give it to your father!" This is a daughter's filial piety to her mother, and it will be a waste to him. She has always adhered to the concept of husband and wife, and under the temptation of peerless wine, she resolutely drew a line with the man who has shared her bed with for more than 20 years.

Lan Zedong was depressed, and said to the mother and daughter who were already standing on the united front with the psychology of not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes were sour: "Cut, who is rare?" What good things have I never drunk in my life? If you don't drink it, you don't drink it! ”

Lan Feifei looked at her father, who had always been high, with the same expression as a child whose lollipop had been snatched away, smiled 'card', and said provocatively: "Dad, although this wine can't be given to you to drink, it can be sniffed for you!" As he spoke, he mischievously picked up Lan Zedong's attempted goblet and shook his nose lightly in front of him.

Suddenly, an intoxicating fragrance mixed with sweetness wafted through Lan Zedong's nose, and he couldn't help but take two deep breaths regardless of his image. This fragrance is simply too tempting, even Lan Zedong, as a party member who has been tested by 'alcohol', can't stand this temptation.

At this time, He Manli, who was lured out of the wine worm, was intoxicated and sipped the jade wine in this bowl, and spoke in a dreamy tone: "Good Feifei, tell Mom, where did you get this wine?" ”

Lan Feifei first took back the bowl of wine that teased her father, handed it to her lips and took a sip, before she replied proudly: "Yesterday, I went to Brother Zhang Jin's house with Fengfeng, and this wine was made by Brother Zhang Jin himself." What do you think? Delicious, right? ”

He Manli, who was hooked out of the wine worm, was reluctant to put down the wine bowl in her hand at all, but still slowly sucked in one small sip, and replied: "Well, good wine!" This Zhang Jin is Wei Feng's friend, right? Is it the one you've been talking about in front of me all this time, 'the best in the world'? ”,

"Hmm!" Lan Feifei tasted the aftertaste of the wine in her mouth and nodded heavily, "It's him." It turned out that when he was in school, he was the boss of the Fengfeng dormitory. ”

"Although I haven't eaten his dishes, I don't know if his craftsmanship is as exaggerated as you say. But this wine is much stronger than those sky-high Bordeaux, Lafite and the like. It's no exaggeration to say that this is definitely the most haode fruit wine I've ever had. He Manli did not hesitate to praise the perfect wine in her mouth, whether it is the color, taste or texture.

After swallowing the previous sip of wine that had been flowing between the tips of her tongue, Lan Feifei praised with honor: "Of course. What Lafite, Latour, Obiang...... How can these be compared to Brother Zhang Jin's wine? Listening to Brother Zhang Jin, this wine is called 'nephrite'. It is a four-fruit wine with apples, white pears, lychees, and spring peaches as the main ingredients, supplemented by wolfberry, red dates, plums, and tangerine peels. Only when the slight acidity of apples, the dripping of white pears, the fragrance of lychees and the smoothness of spring peaches are perfectly matched together can it be called 'nephrite'! ”

"Nephrite? Well, well deserved, apt! While the mother and daughter were intoxicated with the delicious wine, Lan Zedong, who quietly stole the jar and poured himself a glass, couldn't help but squint his eyes and commented.

At this time, Lan Feifei, who found out that her father was stealing wine, suddenly became angry: "Dad~, you are Laipi, this wine is not yours." This is for me and my mom. As he spoke, he stepped forward and snatched the wine glass from Lan Zedong's hand.

Lan Zedong, who eats the marrow and knows the taste, naturally will not let Lan Feifei succeed, avoiding Lan Feifei's hand that stretched out to snatch it, firmly protected the wine glass in his hand, and deliberately put on a straight face and said, "Feifei, don't do this." How can a daughter have something good but not share it with her father? Over the years, Dad has loved you in vain! ”

"Who told you to say that before? Just don't give. Lan Feifei pouted and looked coquettish.

"Okay, is it okay for Dad to take back what he said? At least from this matter, the kid surnamed Wei still has some benefits! ”

"That's not going to work either!" Lan Feifei said angrily, "Brother Zhang Jin said that 'nephrite' can be beautiful, so my mother and I should drink it." If you want to drink, I'll come to Fengfeng tomorrow and bring you a jar of 'warm incense' or 'beauty'. ”

"Warm incense? Beautiful woman? What is that? Lan Zedong and his wife said in unison.

"'Wen Xiang' is rice wine, and 'Beauty' is rice wine, both of which are made by Brother Zhang Jin's own wine. He said that 'warm fragrance' can strengthen muscles and bones, warm the stomach, and is mellow and delicious, so it is called 'warm fragrance'. And the 'beauty' is sweet and glutinous, like the beauty of Wu Yue, so it is called 'beauty', and it is also said that the 'beauty' is good for the kidney and spleen. Lan Feifei patiently explained as Zhang Jin had explained.

"How many kinds of wine have you made? This kid is quite capable! Not to mention anything else, as long as he wants to, this 'nephrite' is enough to make him rich." He Manli said with emotion.

Because compared to his family background, Weifeng has always been on the weak side. Now that he sees that his man finally has an aspect that impresses his parents, although he is only Wei Feng's brother and not himself, Lan Feifei still has a feeling of raising her eyebrows, and said, "Listen to Brother Zhang Jin, it's more than that." He also has a few kinds of liquor, which are called "famous generals", "good looks", "national warriors", "assassins" or something, and I heard him say that it is a man's favorite wine. It's a pity that it won't be out of the cellar until next year. Otherwise, I'll be able to move back tomorrow for you to taste. ”

"Pure nonsense. Don't look down on this jar of wine, and it's not famous yet, but in terms of this quality, it's expensive, and it is estimated that if you meet someone who knows the goods, there are tens of thousands of people who grab it. If the hype becomes a famous brand, the famous wines of Porto may not be able to overshadow it. That's even more expensive! Such a haode thing, even if the young man named Zhang Jin and Xiaofeng are good, it is impossible to send them casually! "As a person who has been rolling in officialdom for many years, He Manli knows how to be sophisticated.

"Not really! Listening to Brother Zhang Jin, Third Brother Xiao Fei and Fengfeng, their relationship is closer than that of brothers. There is no distinction between you and me in what can be taken out. Lan Feifei retorted unconvinced. But although this girl is simple, she is still not stupid enough to say their original words, their original words are: 'In addition to his wife, including his brother's flesh, you can take whatever you like, and you don't need to say hello to me!'" But declare in advance that the flesh on the bones can not be shaved without the attention of our little brother! These days, it's not easy to be a father-in-law! ’

The daughter's words made Lan Zedong and He Manli, the two earth emperors who can be called big guys, can't help but light up their eyes.

So, from the next day, Lan Feifei was like an ant moving, going back and forth between Wei Feng's house and her own house. The jar was very heavy, and she could only bring back one jar at a time. Despite this, the six jars of wine that came from the boss, in the end, Wei Feng only enjoyed one jar. And this jar is still shared with Lan Feifei and the others. In addition to wine, even the few small jars of pickles brought back were all brought back to their homes by Lan Feifei, the traitor of the Gu family.

The most painful thing is that although Wei Feng is heartbroken about the continuous loss of 'property', he still has to encourage Lan Feifei to continue to do this against his will, there is no way, he is ready to be someone's son-in-law, and when facing Taishan Taishui, he has to make a 'huge' sacrifice. If you show a little childlike spirit at this time, how corrupt your image is!

"When you have time to say anything, you have to go to the boss again, even if it is to help the boss reduce the burden! There are so many wine bosses who definitely can't drink it, but don't waste it! Wei Feng thought viciously. For the work of 'layer by layer', Wei Feng, who has been a civil servant for many years, obviously has a lot of experience.