Although Xiangshan is located in the south, it cannot withstand the autumn cold.
In late autumn, every time it rains, I need to add another layer of clothing.
Fortunately, she is very active and doesn't like to wear too many clothes. Every time I put thick clothes on her, she always protests with "beep babbling".
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but point her little nose and laugh: "Little grinder, you are so sensible at such a young age, I don't know who you followed."
Goddess Gu said without humility: "Of course I follow my father. Ah Lin has been very sensible since he was very young, and his intelligence is unrivaled."
Mu Yunhan pursed his lips and smiled: "In your eyes, no one is as good as him, right?"
Goddess Gu wanted to say yes, but looked at her and said, "No, you are just as smart and capable as him."
Mu Yunhan accepted the compliment unceremoniously and praised him in return: "That's because my uncle taught me well."
Goddess Gu pursed her lips and smiled, and Xingxing also cried out "baaaaah".
"Why are you joining in the fun, little guy..." Mu Ying walked in from outside and said, "Meng Jia is here."
"I'll go right away." Mu Yunhan was not surprised. She had been waiting for this day ever since she found out that Meng Jia had succeeded.
All in all, it had been almost two months since she last saw him at Xiangshan Station. It was time for an explanation.
New crops have just been harvested, the weather has turned cold again, and the wine-making season has just begun.
The wine shop was very busy with people coming and going.
Mu Ying led Mu Yunhan inside and whispered: "I asked him to wait for you in the main hall, but he didn't listen. He said he wanted to come to the winery to have a look, and also asked you to come over and give him the wine recipe.
Some questions on.”
Just as he was talking, he saw Meng Jia standing in front of the steamer for purifying the wine, asking questions, and even trying to do it himself, looking very serious.
When the craftsmen noticed Sister Mu Yunhan, they all stopped to say hello. Then he turned around, looked at Mu Yunhan and smiled brightly: "You're here!"
Mu Yunhan nodded lightly and looked at him carefully. He was wearing an ordinary green cloth gown. He was much darker and thinner, but his eyes were very bright and he was very energetic. He couldn't hide his contentment in the corners of his brows and eyes.
Meng Jia didn't seem to notice her coldness and said excitedly: "Do you remember? When this winery first opened, I came here and played with these things myself. Your mother was always afraid that I would mess with them.
It’s bad, but I’m afraid I’ll be angry and dare not say anything, so I’m so anxious that my face turns red.”
Mu Yunhan certainly remembered that at that time, she asked Madam Mu to take the opportunity to tell him about her marriage to Gu Fenglin, and asked him to help find a matchmaker, just to make him quit.
I thought he would make a big fuss, but he didn't make any noise and left quietly.
Thinking of the past, she couldn't help but say with a bit of gentleness: "Remember."
Meng Jia was so smart that he immediately caught her softness and said: "I remember that this was a field at that time, and there were a few old houses there, right?"
Mu Yunhan could only say again: "Yes."
"Didn't you give me the wine recipe? There are a few things I don't quite understand, such as why this steamer can purify wine?
The same thing is done by boiling the wine, so why is the strong wine coming out and the water remaining in the pot?"
Mengjia blinked his round eyes like a studious child, making it difficult not to answer.
Mu Yunhan knew that he was trying to strike up a conversation, but he could only say patiently: "You don't understand even if I tell you, please let someone learn how to master the heat. Please keep the method of steaming wine confidential."