Chapter 291: If this wine is broken, then I will die

Chapter 291 If this wine is broken, then I will die

A compound in a Hutong on the Second Ring Road.

This is the Lu family, where Lu Ruolin lived since childhood.

Although the Lu family is prominent, it obviously doesn't have as many rules and regulations as other big families.

There are no ruthless and cold rules, no ruthless and indifferent elders, and no suffocating family atmosphere.

There is no need to say or do anything, you have to be careful.

All this is because Mr. Lu has a very humorous personality.

If you leave aside his prominent status, he is just an ordinary little old man who loves his children and grandchildren.

Lu Ruolin, who was presiding over the meeting in the big office building, was called by a phone call, and the person in his late thirties was called a good grandson by his grandfather.

The quiet meeting place fell silent at that time.

Many of them were bowing their heads to tie their shoelaces. Even those who hadn’t tied their shoelaces were squinting and dozing off, but they didn’t look at Lu Ruolin, who was in the first place.

Lu Ruolin simply arranged the content of the following meeting and left in a hurry.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Lu Ruolin helplessly smoked with Mr. Lu.

Master Lu glanced at him, carefully raised a bottle of wine, "Where did this wine come from?"

Lu Ruolin froze for a moment, looking at the familiar blue and white porcelain altar, isn't this the wine Chen Chu gave him?

There was a thump in my heart. Could it be that grandpa drank it?

"Grandpa, why did you steal my wine cabinet again? I told you that you can't drink with your body!"

Before, Mr. Lu absolutely could not drink alcohol.

Now my body has recuperated a bit, but I still can't touch alcohol.

The doctor specifically explained that the damage of too much alcohol intake is almost unbearable for Mr. Lu's current cardiovascular and cerebrovascular organs.

So even though Lu Ruolin knew it was a good thing, he didn't dare to give it to his grandfather, and he didn't want to drink it, so he secretly hid it.

Master Lu blew his beard and stared, "Why does this wine taste so like a marrow washing spring? I won't remember that feeling wrong.

I drank half a cup, and I feel better! "

"What? Grandpa, stop thinking about it, give me the wine, and I will ask the doctor to give you a comprehensive physical examination." Lu Ruolin went to get the small wine jar.

Master Lu held the wine in his arms and shook his head repeatedly, "No, no."

At this time, Mr. Lu was harder to press than the New Year pig that was going to be killed during the Chinese New Year, and he didn't dare to use force.

Lu Ruolin was helpless, so he called his parents and called the doctor. He had to do an examination.

The head of the Lu family and his wife came, and after a long time of persuasion, it was the daughter-in-law of the Lu family who forcibly snatched the blue and white porcelain wine jar.

She was so angry that she was about to drop the wine jar on the spot!

Lu Ruolin almost fell to his knees, and quickly rescued the wine jar from his mother.

Grandpa Lu covered his heart and suppressed his palpitations, "Don't, don't fall, no, don't fall!"

This can’t be dropped! It's been a few months, and he only needs three marrow washing springs.

How much marrow washing spring is this small jar of wine? !

If he drops it, he doesn't want to live anymore.

Seeing that the old man almost passed out, Mrs. Lu hurried up to take care of him.

"Dad, Dad, I won't fall, I won't fall, don't get angry."

"Grandpa, grandpa, here is the wine, here it is." Lu Ruolin quickly stuffed the small and exquisite wine jar.

The head of the Lu family took out a mysterious metal vial from the bedroom of the old man in the main room, and poured some into the mouth of the old man.

It took effect almost immediately, and Mr. Lu's palpitations gradually eased.

The doctor also came and checked the old man carefully, and he was shocked!

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu's various physical indicators have improved a lot compared to the last inspection.

"Wait! The old man actually has alcohol in his blood? How can you give the old man a drink?

How could the old man's body bear it? "The doctor's hand holding the report was shaking.

Lu Ruolin grasped the key point of the doctor's words, "Doctor Meng, you mean that my grandfather's health has improved a lot?"

Dr. Meng nodded, "But that's not the reason for you to give him a drink."

"Mr. Lu is holding a wine bottle in his arms right now? I suggest that patients should not be exposed to alcohol."

Mr. Lu hugged the wine jar in his arms, stared at him, and his beard trembled, "I will kill anyone who dares to touch my wine!"

Lu Ruolin frowned and pulled the doctor aside, and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Meng, let me ask you carefully, does my grandfather's drinking today have a heavy burden on the cardiovascular system and organs?

Or, did it cause unbearable damage to organs and cardiovascular and cerebrovascular? "

Dr. Meng flipped through the report and said strangely, "This is also a strange place. Alcohol does not cause much burden on the body organs, as if something is stopping it."

Lu Ruolin already understood that the wine brewed by Xisuiquan has more benefits than harm.

Waving the doctor out, Lu Ruolin walked to the hospital bed and whispered to Mr. Lu, "Grandpa, you can drink alcohol from now on, but not too much."

Patriarch Lu and Mrs. Lu were almost so angry that their hearts hurt, "Ruolin, your grandpa is confused, are you also confused?"

Lu Ruolin glanced at his mother. At present, his mother didn't know about the Xisui Spring, and his grandfather didn't distribute the Xisui Spring to his mother during the Chinese New Year.

So he thought for a while, ignored the previous marrow washing spring, but emphasized the origin of this jar of wine.

"Ruo Lin, Chen Baijia's son-in-law gave you this altar of wine?" Patriarch Lu couldn't sit still. No one could say for sure where the Xisui Spring came from.

No one dared to ask, no one dared to check, because the attitude of the above was very ambiguous.

But who has the marrow washing spring? It's nothing more than the Chen family and the Wei family!

Patriarch Lu turned back and forth a few times excitedly, and looked at the small wine jar from time to time.

His father only has three marrow washing springs with the capacity of oral liquid. How many marrow washing springs does this jar of wine have?

Old Master Lu also subconsciously hugged the wine jar, even if he died, nothing would happen to the wine jar!

Patriarch Lu patted Lu Ruolin on the shoulder vigorously, "Good! Good!"

"Yeah! Hahaha!"

He laughed, unexpectedly, the old man could only get three, but Lu Ruolin found another way to get it directly from Chen Baijia's son-in-law.

Make friends, build a good relationship, do a few small favors, and get such a pot of wine directly!

Hahaha, okay!

But at the same time, they also had a general understanding of Chen Chu's position in the Chen family.

Such a precious Xisui Spring can be used by Chen Chu to make wine at will. Chen Baijia should value Chen Chu's son-in-law more?

Send my daughter, send resources, and estimate later...

If you don't want to offend Chen Baijia, then this person must not be provoked!

But what surprised them even more was the importance of Chen Chu's voice in the Chen family, so many Xisui Springs were given away as soon as they were offered.

You must know that as Mr. Lu, he has obtained three in succession these days.

"Dad, not only gave me an altar, Xiao Yusheng, Dong Dawei, Li Yang, Zhuang Bingqian each took an altar."

"What?!" Patriarch Lu and Mr. Lu exclaimed in unison, looking over in disbelief.

How much should this be!

Mr. Lu is old-hearted, so he immediately let go of power, "Ruo Lin, if you have a relationship with Chen Chu, then you must not waste this opportunity.

When necessary, you can use your family connections and influence. "

Patriarch Lu has no objection, as for Mrs. Lu?

She is still amazed by the existence of the Marrow Washing Spring... and still afraid.

Because she almost broke the jar of wine, if she really broke it, then she probably wouldn't be able to let herself go.

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(end of this chapter)

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