Time passed by bit by bit!
This guy still hadn’t come to Xiaohe Village, and he kept deceiving Young Master Wu over the phone every day!
Young Master Wu, who was being deceived, had no idea about the real situation over in Xiaohe Village.
Because every day he heard that they were playing chess, tending flowers, and drinking tea, Young Master Wu gradually stopped caring about Hu Xiaobei and Wang Deren.
He felt that the two of them were no longer a threat to him, and it really wasn’t worth spending any more effort on them.
Over in Xiaohe Village, cheers rose wave after wave.
The reason for this was because the first batch of wine had been brewed...
After gathering everyone, Hu Xiaobei softly spoke to all of them, "Thank you for your hard work during this time. Now everyone can have a taste of the wine we’ve brewed. Oh right, don’t drink too much, we still have to continue working later! If you really get drunk, I’ll have to dock your pay!"
"Master Xiaobei, we won’t!"
"Exactly!"
"We know our limits!"
Hearing Hu Xiaobei teasingly, they all quickly waved their hands...
Soon, they all began to taste the freshly brewed wine.
Watching this scene, Hu Xiaobei waited with a smile...
He knew the next scene would definitely be interesting.
Standing next to Hu Xiaobei, Wang Deren, Guo Meiyu, and others also waited with smiles, as they also believed the next scene would be super interesting.
While they were anticipating, Hu Xiaobei’s third uncle and the original owner of this wine’s recipe, Mu Yanyu, came over.
After getting to know each other these past few days, their relationship had further developed.
So, at this moment, they were holding hands directly...
"Third Uncle doesn’t seem completely clueless, does he?"
Turning his head and taking a glance at them holding hands, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Hu Xiaobei’s mouth.
While Hu Xiaobei was looking at them, they also saw Hu Xiaobei.
Mu Yanyu took the initiative to greet Hu Xiaobei, while Hu Xiaobei’s third uncle, who was holding hands with Mu Yanyu, was a bit awkward.
Awkwardly wanting to pull his hand back, he did not succeed.
With a somewhat helpless look at Mu Yanyu, he didn’t continue...
A glimmer of brightness flashed in Mu Yanyu’s eyes...
Mu Yanyu saw that he was the type who never took the initiative, so all this time, it was always Mu Yanyu who took the initiative.
Just like today, if Mu Yanyu hadn’t taken the initiative to grab his hand earlier, he definitely wouldn’t have done it on his own.
...
"Third Uncle, Third Aunt!"
Hearing Hu Xiaobei call them that, Mu Yanyu didn’t say anything.
But Hu Xiaobei’s third uncle protested.
"What are you talking about? We aren’t married yet, how can you call her Third Aunt!"
Taking a glance at his third uncle, Hu Xiaobei opened his mouth in mild exasperation: "Third Uncle, since Third Aunt doesn’t mind, you shouldn’t either."
"Exactly, I think the title sounds quite nice!"
Hearing Mu Yanyu say that, he hesitated for a moment and didn’t know what else to say.
Mu Yanyu made a victorious gesture towards Hu Xiaobei and said softly, "Xiaobei, your efficiency is really high here, isn’t it? How long has it been and the first batch of wine is already brewed?"

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