"Come on, come on! Come taste this wine and tell me how it is?" Xia Zheng called out to Lin Jiaxin and Xiao Linshuang to sit around the stone table, pouring a cup of wine for Lin Jiaxin, "What do you think?"

As soon as the aroma of the wine reached him, the craving in Lin Jiaxin’s belly started getting restless.

He took a gentle sip, closed his eyes to savor the flavor, and couldn’t help but praise, "Tsk tsk, no disrespect to your aunts, but An’s House wine really is much better than that of Liu’s Brewery! "

What an accurate statement!

Xiao Linshuang tiptoed, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I want to taste too!"

"What wine for a little child! Go inside and talk with your sister!" Lin Jiaxin scolded his daughter with a deliberately stern face.

Xia Zheng glanced at Lao Fan who was eagerly eyeing the wine pot in his hand, deliberately poured a cup for Xiao Linshuang, "It’s fine, just a little taste."

"Thank you, brother-in-law!" Xiao Linshuang sweetly smiled, stretching out her little hand, but before she could take the cup, a large hand reached over her and snatched it away!

"Master! Master! That’s the wine brother-in-law gave me, mine!"

The wine that was about to be in her hands was suddenly hijacked mid-way, causing Xiao Linshuang’s eyes to nearly burst into flames in urgency!

As Lao Fan who snatched the wine started pouring it into his mouth, he chuckled with a "heh heh," "What’s a little girl like you doing drinking! Tsk tsk, such strong wine should be for your master instead, to spare you from silly drunkenness! Cough cough, oy, it’s choking me! Ah, it’s all gone!"

Watching Lao Fan’s choking fit, Xia Zheng couldn’t help but purse his lips, "Such good wine is plentiful in Yecheng, hey, some people just don’t have the luck to enjoy it. Even if you sent him to Yecheng to drink, he wouldn’t want to go!"

Lao Fan licked the wine cup with grievance, knowing full well that the Little Tyrant held grudges. Ah, who made him crave Liu Limin’s new wine those days? If he had known that An’s House had released a new wine, he wouldn’t have let that good job fall into the hands of the little wolf cub!

Children grow the fastest, and having not seen him for a month, Xiao Yongyan had changed again, becoming whiter and plumper, with a pair of round, alert eyes; he reached out his little hands to Lin Yuan for a hug as soon as he saw her.

"Little brother is so good!" Lin Yuan extended her hands to take Xiao Yongyan and only then realized that he was wearing new clothes that were both well-fitting and soft. She couldn’t help but compliment, "Mom’s craftsmanship is really great, look how nice these little clothes are made!"

Lady Liu, who was helping Lin Yuan organize the gifts she had brought back, couldn’t help but tease her with a smile, "You, you just don’t like sewing. You can’t even recognize that the clothes weren’t made by Mom."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lin Yuan chuckled, "Mom, you know I’m clueless about sewing, how could I tell? If not made by Mom, then it must be Er Ya, right? Er Ya’s craftsmanship has really improved, and the clothes she makes are getting prettier and prettier."

Lin Wei, who was quietly sorting things beside them, suddenly came back to reality and smiled as she shook her head, "I didn’t make them either."

If not Lady Liu nor Lin Yuan, could they be bought?

Before Lin Yuan could ask more, Lady Liu nodded towards the room next door and said in a low voice, "Your grandma made them."

Lady Yang? Lin Yuan was taken aback.

As Lady Liu continued to sort things, she said, "Your grandma has been staying with us for nearly half a month now, never going out. One morning, your dad was about to check the fields when he found a small bundle right at our doorstep. Inside the bundle were two sets of boys’ clothes and two pairs of tiger-head shoes. "

Lady Liu sighed, "I lived with your grandma for many years, how could I not recognize her handiwork? I only needed one glance at those clothes to know they were from your grandma. I knew it was your grandma’s way of expressing her feelings, so I kept them."

Lin Yuan understood Lady Liu’s sentiments. Lin Jianling’s death had been tragic, and now this was the only elderly lady left, all alone. Even if she had made many mistakes in the past, it was time to let go. After all, she was Lin Jiaxin’s birth mother.

"Mom, living alone like that, she must have many inconveniences. Now that we live closer, if we have any tasty food, let’s send some her way too."

Seeing how understanding Lin Yuan was, Lady Liu couldn’t help but smile, only to let out a resigned sigh immediately after, "Your grandma secretly left those clothes, and your dad and I figured she probably didn’t want to let Boss or Third get wind of it and talk.

Later, I had your dad leave some rice and flour at your grandma’s door too.

But, ah, who would have thought that the very next morning, she sent everything back unopened.

Your grandma, she feels too guilty, feeling she owes us and doesn’t want to take anything! "

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