Qian Weiwei has seen many times at home that when the arthritis attack on Qian Bojun's hand, the painful wail is extremely painful, so she understands her father's mood very well.

Just like what Uncle Shen just said, Zhou Jianguo cured their arthritis, which is equivalent to giving them a second life.

"Okay, uncle, then I'll drink!" Zhou Jianguo took the wine glass in Qian Bojun's hand and drank it all.

"Okay, this is a big man!" Qian Bojun said with a smile.

"Jianguo, you deliberately took out this wine." Shen Bolin on the side pointed to the earthen wine jar and said.

"Hey, hey." Zhou Jianguo didn't speak, but his laughter was the best explanation.

"Old Qian, I really envy you for finding such a good son-in-law, seeing the arthritis on the hands of the old man, he immediately took out such a precious wine, old Qian, if you don't give Wei Wei to me as a daughter, anyway, you still have a daughter in your family, isn't it?" Shen Bolin pulled Qian Bojun and said with a smile.

"Get out!" Qian Bojun directly gave him a roll of his eyes, "It's still daytime, what kind of dreams are you doing!" ”

After the joke, Qian Bojun looked at the earthen wine jar, thought for a while, and then said to Zhou Jianguo: "Jianguo, I want to take this jar of wine." ”

"Okay, if my uncle doesn't have enough, I still have it here." Zhou Jianguo picked up the mud seal on one side and sealed the wine jar and handed it to Qian Bojun.

Qian Bojun was not polite, he took it directly and carefully placed it beside him.

His daughters were given to him, and what did he count for a jar of wine?

said so, but Qian Bojun still explained why he took the jar of wine.

"Jianguo, there are some old guys in our team, like me and Lao Shen, who have very serious arthritis, so I asked them for these wines." Qian Bojun explained.

"Uncle, is this jar of wine enough, if it is not enough, there is another jar here, and you can take it together." As he spoke, Zhou Jianguo took out a jar of wine from the box on the side again and handed it to Qian Bojun.

This time Qian Bojun refused, he said with a smile: "Jianguo, I understand your good surprise, it is enough for me to have this jar of wine." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said with a meaningful face: "Jianguo, there are some good things, you can't reveal them too much, otherwise, there will be countless troubles coming to the door at that time!" ”

"Uncle, I understand!" Zhou Jianguo nodded, he understood what Qian Bojun meant.

If some people knew about the medicinal liquor that can treat arthritis, it would definitely cause huge trouble.

Not to mention anything else, the economic benefits alone will cause some people to peep.

Zhou Jianguo is a martial artist, but it is not a simple matter to block this endless stream of greedy hands.

It's just a small jar of wine, and Qian Bojun still has an excuse to cover up the past, but if there is a large amount, it will be difficult to cover up.

Qian Bojun nodded with satisfaction, from Zhou Jianguo's words, he could see that Zhou Jianguo acted very steadily.

It is indeed rare for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man to act so steadily, and Qian Bojun's impression of Zhou Jianguo is getting better and better. …

"Uncle, you should take this jar of wine, usually put it at home, drink some for yourself and your aunt, this wine is good for your uncle and aunt's health."

Saying that, Zhou Jianguo directly stuffed the wine jar into Qian Bojun's arms, Qian Bojun still wanted to refuse, but Qian Weiwei took the wine jar and said that she would take it home.

The effect of this wine is so good, Qian Weiwei wants to take it back to her mother to drink, and the important mother feels the benefits of this wine, then there will be no obstacles to her and what happened before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

At this moment, Qian Bojun was embarrassed to say more.

Shen Bolin's eyes lit up on the side, if this wine was in Zhou Jianguo's hands, he would be embarrassed to take it, this wine was too precious, he and Zhou Jianguo were only meeting for the first time, and they were not qualified to take it, and they were embarrassed to take it, but if this wine was in Qian Bojun's hands, it would be different.

Qian Bojun and him are not only confidants, but also comrades-in-arms in life and death, in the previous work, the two saved each other's lives seven or eight times, so Shen Bolin will not be polite at all about Qian Bojun's things.

Of course, if he has anything good, Qian Bojun will not be polite.

After accepting these two jars of wine, the four of them did not drink anymore, this wine was too precious, and Qian Bojun was reluctant to drink it.

After these things, Qian Bojun truly recognized Zhou Jianguo, the future son-in-law.

During the conversation, he became very close to Zhou Jianguo, and Zhou Jianguo also took advantage of the trend, and the two became more and more harmonious.

Today's picnic date was disturbed casually, but it was a blessing in disguise, his father and Zhou Jianguo knew each other, and his father was very supportive of the things between them, Qian Weiwei had a bright smile on her face.

This lunch ended very successfully, and after eating, whether it was Shen Bolin or Qian Bojun, their stomachs became a little bigger.

There is no way, the taste of the things baked by Zhou Jianguo is really good, and the two of them are already trying their best to control it, but they still eat it.

"Jianguo, after eating your meal, I really don't know if I can eat or not, your aunt's cooking." Shen Bolin sighed.

He could already foresee that his appetite would be absolutely bad in the next week.

There's no way, after eating such a delicious thing today, and then eating other things, it tastes like chewing wax.

"Uncle Shen, I have some leftover meat and vegetables here, you can take them back and ask your aunt to make them for you, the taste may be a little worse, but I promise, you will definitely eat it."

Zhou Jianguo said, took some of the remaining meat, vegetables and the like on one side, and handed them to Shen Bolin.

"This doesn't work, this doesn't work, I'm cheeky when I eat you, if I take it back, it will be really undecent, Jianguo, I understand your kindness, but I really can't take it home." Shen Bolin hurriedly excused himself.

It's okay to eat a meal, but if you take it back, he really doesn't have this face.

"Uncle Shen, take it, there are a lot of them in my house." Zhou Jianguo persuaded and kept stuffing the things in his hand into Shen Bolin's hand, but Shen Bolin was unwilling to take it, and the two began to entangle here. …

"Lao Shen, take it, Jianguo is not an outsider, it's all your own things, you're welcome." Qian Bojun spoke.

"This. Founding, thank you! Shen Bolin had no choice but to take it, and the old money said so, so he was not welcome.

"Uncle Shen, I see that the things you just brought with me seem to be some photos of ancient tombs, are you archaeological?" Zhou Jianguo handed Shen Bolin a cup of tea, pointed to a few photos that appeared on the side, and asked curiously.

"Yes, I and your Uncle Qian are both archaeological, those photos are an ancient tomb in the Yanshan Mountains, according to research, this ancient tomb is thousands of years old, and at that time, this place should be ruled by the Khitan people, it stands to reason that the tombs here at that time should be buried in the style of the Khitan people, but unexpectedly, many of the burial goods in it are actually our Han people, and this tomb is still buried in the form of a prince, but at that time in history, There is no such Han prince here, so we are very confused now. ”

Shen Bolin said as he took out a few photos and pointed them out to Zhou Jianguo.

Zhou Jianguo was also interested, took a look, and found that the style of some of the funeral goods in these photos was indeed the form of the Han people, not the form of the Khitan people, and his interest increased greatly for a while, and then he followed Shen Bolin to discuss.

Seeing that Zhou Jianguo actually discussed with Shen Bolin in a good way, and put forward a few quite effective suggestions, Qian Bojun's eyes lit up.

He found that Zhou Jianguo really had a lot of things, he used to have skills that were not even as good as the imperial chef, and he was a martial artist who even he envied, and now he knew archaeological knowledge, and for a while, Qian Bojun was full of curiosity about Zhou Jianguo.

"Weiwei, come here!" Qian Bojun beckoned to Qian Weiwei, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Dad, what's wrong, what's the matter?" Qian Weiwei wiped her hands and came to her father.

"Weiwei, Jianguo still understands archaeology?" Qian Bojun asked, and pointed to the two people who were discussing lively.

"Dad, Jianguo understands some archaeological things, but he only understands some skins." Qian Weiwei said with some embarrassment.

Actually, what she really wants to say is that your son-in-law only likes antiques, and as for archaeology or something, hehe, everyone understands.

"However, I see that Jianguo and your Uncle Shen have discussed in a good way, not like they only know some fur, it looks like they should know archaeology very well, Weiwei, you honestly told Dad, what is Jianguo's identity?" Qian Bojun said with a serious face.

Everything else is an excuse, and wanting to know Zhou Jianguo's true identity is the main purpose.

He agreed that Zhou Jianguo was with his daughter, so he should know Zhou Jianguo's identity.

"Dad, Jianguo's family is very simple, he has only one person now, and his parents died a year ago." Qian Weiwei said.

"What, sacrificed! Whew." Qian Bojun exhaled and said secretly in his heart, fortunately, he didn't ask Zhou Jianguo before, but chose to ask his daughter now, otherwise, it would be really embarrassing.

"Weiwei, are there any other relatives in the country? What about his grandparents, grandparents? ”

"I haven't told you about Jianguo, but I know that Jianguo now lives alone." Qian Weiwei said.

"A poor boy too!" A trace of pity rose in Qian Bojun's heart, at this age, living alone, the suffering inside can be imagined, and his impression of Zhou Jianguo is much better in his heart.

He thought that Zhou Jianguo had all these things because of family reasons, but now it seems that all this is his own efforts.

A person who succeeds through their own efforts is born to make a good impression.