Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Qin Ling's expression froze instantly, her brows knitted, and her eyes revealed a complex emotion. She looked at Li Wenbo and asked with a hint of anger in her tone, "Did you tell Zhong Yuemin about my pregnancy?"

Li Wenbo looked at Qin Ling's reaction and shook his head gently. His voice was calm and firm. "Ms. Qin, I didn't tell Mr. Zhong that I arranged all these people."

Qin Ling frowned even more, feeling somewhat confused and puzzled. She looked at Li Wenbo and asked with a hint of doubt in her tone, "What is your relationship with Zhong Yuemin?"

Li Wenbo smiled slightly, with a hint of mystery in his eyes. "He is my boss."

Qin Ling couldn't help laughing after hearing Li Wenbo's answer. She looked at Li Wenbo with a complex emotion in her eyes. She said jokingly, "Zhong Yuemin is really good at using people."

Li Wenbo listened to Qin Ling's words and nodded with a smile. "Thank you Miss Qin for your compliment."

"Okay, arrange for me to go to the United States as soon as possible."

"Ms. Qin, why don't you stay in Hong Kong Island? It will be convenient for me to take care of you. Actually, here is also..."

"Let's talk about it later. Now I just want to go out and take a look."

"Okay then, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

Zhong Yuemin knew nothing about this. He was enjoying the free time brought by the winter vacation and devoted himself to his winemaking business. He was busy adjusting the recipe and monitoring the fermentation process every day, and he never got tired of it. His winemaking skills were getting better and better, and each batch of wine was a work of art, with a mellow taste and a long aftertaste.

On this day, the sun shines through the clouds and falls on the roof of the workshop. The golden light seems to give this busy place a layer of dazzling brilliance. Zhong Yuemin is busy directing a few helpers, his face filled with satisfaction and pride.

"Zhong Yuemin, you are acting like a wealthy landlord, always ordering us around."

"Yuan Jun, it's fine for others to have opinions, but you can't say anything. You do the least work and drink the most."

"Fuck, can you blame me for this? I'm busy, right? You two grandchildren actually have winter and summer vacations. I'm so jealous."

"Stop talking about that useless stuff. Oh, by the way, Zheng Tong, it's time for you to be assigned, right? Where did you get it?"

Zheng Tong laughed and teased Zhong Yuemin. "Yuemin, next time you see me at your school, you must call me Teacher Zheng."

Yuan Jun and Zhong Yuemin were stunned for a moment and didn't react. Jiang Biyun explained, "I will stay in school as a teacher, and Zheng Tong will go to the history department of Yanda University as a teacher."

Yuan Jun looked incredulous. "Zheng Tong, you are a teacher, what are you teaching people? Are you teaching them to be hooligans?"

Zhong Yuemin was not surprised that Zheng Tong was a teacher. What was strange was that his grandson actually went to Yanda to be a teacher. What went wrong? After hearing Yuan Jun's words, he also teased Zheng Tong. "Yuan Jun, you don't know this! Zheng Tong's grandson can also teach people adult movements."

Yuan Jun asked in confusion, "What are adult actions?"

"Yuan Jun, I told you to read more books and you didn't listen to me. How are you now? Are you confused? Come, I'll tell you quietly."

Before Zheng Tong could say anything, Jiang Biyun was unhappy. "You two, don't bully our Zheng Tong. Especially you, Zhong Yuemin, you are full of bad intentions."

Yuan Jun rebelled immediately. "Comrade Jiang, this time you have spoken the truth. Yuemin, it's not that I don't support you, but the people have sharp eyes. They won't tolerate any sand in their eyes. You have to correct yourself and be a good comrade."

"Yuan Jun, you are betraying me now."

Jiang Biyun caught Yuan Jun and started to confront him again. "Yuan Jun, you are not a good person either. Who was it that insisted on saying that you were my classmate in kindergarten and even played Eagle Catches Chicken with me?"

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Lin Yue at the side asked with a smile, "What's going on? I don't know yet!"

"Oh my! The aroma of the wine brewed this time is getting more and more mellow." Yuan Jun quickly changed the subject.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said proudly, "You are in for a treat. You won't be able to drink such good wine anywhere else except at my place."

"Okay, Yuemin, stop bragging. We all know your wine is good. Give each of us a few hundred kilograms when it's ready."

"You should go back to sleep. You can dream about anything."

"You're such a stingy person."

The midday sun shines on every corner of the capital, and when the clock strikes twelve, the pulse of the city seems to beat with it. At this moment, Mr. Gao Songshan appears in the yard like a gust of wind, holding a full plate of his specialties, as if he has brought the essence of the entire restaurant here.

Zheng Tong looked at this scene and couldn't help but joked, "Old Gao, what day is it today? Why do you want to make such a grand ceremony?"

Gao Songshan waved his hand, signaling Zheng Tong to stop making trouble, but his eyes turned to Yuemin who was a little confused at the side. "Yuemin, have you forgotten something?"

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head, looking confused. "Mr. Gao, what's the matter? I really forgot about it."

Gao Songshan looked at Yuemin, a sly look flashing in his eyes. "I sell your wine in the restaurant. The quantity was too small last year, so it should be OK this year."

Zhong Yuemin suddenly realized that Gao Songshan's hospitality today was actually for his wine. "Don't worry, Mr. Gao, I will keep my word. But the amount may not be too much."

"That's perfect. Scarcity makes things valuable. How about trying today's dishes?"

"Old Gao, I've been waiting for you to say this."

"Zheng Tong, all you did all day was eat."

"That's right. Food is the most important thing for people. There's nothing wrong with you, buddy."

"Eating can't stop you from talking."

"Brother, let's not delay either, okay?"

Zhong Yuemin interrupted Zheng Tong's teasing. "Eat quickly, there's still a lot of work waiting for you in the afternoon!"

"You, a rich landlord, will exploit our vast peasant masses."

The little girl was not happy after hearing this. "Bad Uncle Zheng, don't talk about my dad."

"Oh my! It seems like daughters are the best! They protect their daddy so well."

"That's right. Girls are daddy's sweet little cotton-padded jackets. Why don't you and Jiang Biyun get one quickly, so that she can be my son's wife when she grows up."

"Fuck you! You're just daydreaming. What if Xiao Haichen turns out to be a hooligan like you in the future?" Haha...

The night was dim, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, sprinkling on the peaceful sleeping faces of Zhou Xiaobai, her daughter, and her son. The whole room was immersed in silence, with only the occasional slight breathing sound breaking the tranquility.

Zhong Yuemin stood by the bed, looking at the three mothers and daughters tenderly. His eyes were full of love and gratitude, as if at this moment, all the fatigue and worries disappeared.

Zhong Yuemin flashed into the space. The reason why he didn't often enter the space was mainly because he was worried about being discovered. After all, it was difficult to explain a person who suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared.

This time, he wanted to start brewing wine in the space. It didn't matter if he just drank it himself before, but now if he wanted to supply restaurants, the little wine brewed outside could no longer meet the demand. So he decided to make better use of the space and increase the output of wine.

"Qingluan, come out and receive the guests!"

"Host, what do you want to do now?"

"I want to brew wine in the space, but I don't have time. Please help me!"

"Okay, but you have to pay for your work."

"I'm just wondering, why do you need money if you can't spend it?"

"I don't want money, I want materials."

"Then what do you want the materials for?"

"I won't tell you this for now."

In order to save himself from the hardship, Zhong Yuemin agreed without much thought. "Okay? Just make a list for me."

Zhong Yuemin prepared all the wine-making utensils and put them in the space. He won't cut the wine from now on!

However, it still needs to be done to show that the wine is there, otherwise where does it come from? It's hard to tell.

On the third day of Zhong Yuemin's winemaking, the sun shone through the leaves of the ancient sycamore trees, dappling on the bluestone path. Zhong Yuemin stood in front of his house, looking at the neighbors who came one after another, with a warm smile on his face.

Mr. Li, Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhang, old comrades of his father and father-in-law, walked together on the stone road towards Zhong Yuemin's house. They were holding various gifts in their hands, with satisfied smiles on their faces. "Xiao Zhong, we old guys are here to drink your wine." Mr. Li said with a smile, revealing a bit of ridicule and kindness in his voice.

Zhong Yuemin stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "Mr. Li, look at what you said. I warmly welcome you to come." His eyes revealed respect for his elders.

Old Wang went on, "Xiao Zhong, the main thing is that after we drank your wine, our waist pain and leg cramps no longer occur." His words were full of surprise and expectation.

"Yes, I couldn't sleep before. Now I can sleep better after drinking a few sips."

Zhong Yuemin was pleasantly surprised when he heard this. He quickly said, "Really? There is such a benefit. I didn't know that. If you uncles don't have it in the future, just come to me for it." His voice revealed confidence and generosity.

"Good boy, that's what I've been waiting for."

"Xiao Zhong, I'm optimistic about you. You're better than your dad. Your dad is too stingy."

"Lao Wang, is it okay for you to talk about me behind my back?" Zhong Shanyue walked in from the back door.

"Old Zhong, why are you here instead of doing your job?"

"That's right, Lao Zhong, you don't usually live here. I haven't seen you in 800 years. Why are you here today?"

"Wow, it's so lively, everyone is here."

"Old Zhou, why are you back too?"

"Lao Zhang, aren't you talking nonsense? You're all here, how can I not come?"

"Okay, stop talking so much. Xiao Zhong, how about letting us taste this year's wine?"

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the north wind howled through the streets and alleys of the capital, bringing a cold and fresh breath. Ning Wei and Zhang Jiandang came all the way from the north, their figures appeared firm and powerful in the cold wind.

"Brother Zhong."

"Captain, we are back!" Ning Wei and Zhang Jiandang walked up to Zhong Yuemin and said.

Zhong Yuemin was brewing wine. Seeing Ning Wei and Zhang Jiandang were exhausted from the journey, he smiled and said, "You've worked hard. Come, have a drink to relieve your fatigue."

Ning Wei dusted himself off and said with a smile, "I've long wanted to drink the wine brewed by the captain."

Zhang Jiandang also smiled, took out a brand new camera from his back and handed it to Zhong Yuemin. "Brother Zhong, this is for you, see if you like it."

Zhong Yuemin took the camera and took a look at it, and he knew what was going on. "Did you change the camera this time?"

Ning Wei smiled and said, "Captain, I really can't hide anything from you! The price is very cheap, let's bring back a batch to test the waters first."

Zhong Yuemin nodded after hearing this. "If you want to do this, it's better to sell the film at the same time. Otherwise, it would be useless to have a camera without film, right?"

"Yes, we have taken this into consideration as well."

"As long as they can be sold, the film will follow."

Zhong Yuemin nodded. "Then let's hand the goods over to Li Kuiyong. We can sell them or open a photo studio when the time comes."

"Okay Captain."

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, when the north wind was howling and the earth was covered in snow, two familiar figures stepped into Zhong Yuemin's courtyard in Beihai. Hou'erbutt and Ermaozi, they were back too.

Their arrival seemed to add some vitality and excitement to this quiet winter day. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted loudly, "Yuemin, we are back!" Their voices were full of joy of reunion and pride of returning.

Zhong Yuemin looked up at the two dusty people and felt a warm current in his heart. He smiled and walked forward, patting their shoulders. "Thank you for your hard work. It's good to be back!"

At this moment, all the hard work and fatigue disappeared. Hou'erbutt and Ermaozi showed bright smiles on their faces. They knew that no matter how good the outside world is, it is not as good as their own home.

"You two sit down and try the wine I brewed this year." Zhong Yuemin's face was filled with pride and anticipation, and he was obviously confident in his winemaking skills.

"Okay, I've been wanting to drink the wine you brew for a long time." Monkey Butt responded with a smile.

"On the way back, I wondered if I could catch up!" Ermaozi also sat down, took the wine glass handed over by Zhong Yuemin, and took a sip. He showed an expression of enjoyment on his face. "Good wine, really good wine! The taste is mellow and long, and the aftertaste is endless."

"Yes, that's the taste. Damn it, the wine there is nothing good. It has no taste at all."

"What's the big deal? I'll just bring more when I leave for the New Year." Zhong Yuemin laughed, obviously very proud of his wine taste.

Zhong Yuemin pointed at the wine-making pot and said, "See? Just drink as much as you can. It's enough."

"That's great." Hou'erbutt and Ermaozi smiled at each other. They continued to taste the wine, chat and enjoy this wonderful moment.

Zhong Yuemin asked the two people again, "How is the situation over there?"

Hou'erbutt and Ermaozi were immediately delighted. "Yuemin, you are not..."

Zhong Yuemin listened to the two people's narration, and then commented, "Guoqing, you should take steady steps and learn more there. Jizhong, you should be bolder there, as this opportunity is rare!"

"Okay, we got it."