Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

Meeting Su Qinghe's smiling eyes, Qin Angge grabbed the cloth on his legs with his hands hidden under the table.

"I……"

He hesitated about how to answer. Secretly, he wanted to drink the wine poured by Su Qinghe, but he felt that it was too abrupt for a man to do so.

He opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer, which made Qin Anmin, who was standing beside him, stare anxiously.

Seeing that Su Qinghe was still holding the wine jug, she picked up the wine glass in front of him and handed it to him regardless of Qin Angge's hesitation.

"Pour it for him, this kid is embarrassed!"

After saying that, she turned around and gave Qin Ange a look of disapproval.

Su Qinghe smiled and nodded, then picked up the kettle and poured half a cup into it.

"This is the wine I brewed before the New Year. It has been two months. I knew Sister Qin was coming today, so I dug it out from the yard for you to taste."

When the cup was half full, she was about to take the jug back, but was stopped by Qin Anmin.

"This half cup is not enough for him to drink. Could it be that you are reluctant to give me this wine?"

She joked and snatched the wine jug from Su Qinghe's hand. "I'll pour it for him, you just take a rest, sister."

"Eh!"

Before Su Qinghe could stop him, the glass was already filled.

"What are you talking about, Sister Qin? Do I look like a stingy person? It's just that this wine is my latest creation and it's very strong. I'm afraid that Master Qin will get drunk."

Putting the wine jug back, Qin Anmin waved his hand confidently.

"Hahahaha, you're worrying too much, virtuous sister. This kid can drink a lot! No matter how strong the liquor is, he can drink three or four jars without any problem!"

She placed the wine glass steadily in front of Qin Ange and sat back on the stool.

"Oh well!"

Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, Su Qinghe no longer insisted and simply sat down.

Looking at the bamboo-tube-sized wine glass in front of him, Qin Angge silently moved away.

Now his image in Su Qinghe's heart was completely ruined.

Originally, half a cup was barely acceptable, but Qin Anmin directly poured him a full cup, filling it to the brim.

When he moved just now, no matter how careful he was, some of it inevitably spilled out.

"You gentlemen don't drink alcohol either?"

Looking at the three familiar-looking men opposite him, Qin Anmin asked.

“Neither of them drink.”

Su Qinghe explained with a smile, picking up the glass and holding it to the center.

"Since everyone who can drink has got the wine, let's have the first drink and celebrate the new year."

"it is good!"

Qin Anmin readily agreed, kicked Qin Ange beside him with his leg under the table, and raised his glass.

Qin Ange was helpless. He held the glass of wine, which was about to overflow, carefully with both hands and clinked it with them.

Seeing that the two men had already drunk the wine, Qin Ange couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He moved his hands back faster, and some of the wine in the cup spilled out, sliding down the edge of the table and wetting his outer robe on his legs.

Without having time to wipe it, he took a big gulp as usual.

As soon as the wine entered my throat, a strong spicy taste filled my throat.

Qin Ange forced himself to swallow it, and his face instantly turned red, with tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"Cough cough..." The spicy taste filled his nostrils and he couldn't help but cough twice.

"Good wine!"

After drinking a glass of wine, Qin Anmin slammed the table and shouted exaggeratedly, his face full of excitement.

"What kind of wine did Su Xianmei use to make it so strong? The glass I drank just now was more comfortable than the several jars I drank before!"

"Quick, quick, quick! Bring me the wine jug. I want to taste it again!"

She pointed anxiously at the wine jug placed next to Su Qinghe.

"It's just some ordinary glutinous rice with some bamboo leaves, but the brewing method is a little different, which makes it more potent."

"Sister Qin, you'd better drink less. If you really get drunk, your brother-in-law is pregnant and won't be able to take care of you along the way."

Su Qinghe said this while picking up the wine jug and filling it up for her again.

"Mr. Qin, would you like to add some more?" she asked seriously.

Qin Ange waved his hand quickly. "No, no, I still have half of the cup left!"

As he spoke, he reached out and took the cup to the side, as if he was afraid that Qin Anmin would grab his glass without permission again, and then filled it up.

"Then add more after you finish drinking."

Su Qinghe put the wine jug back to its original place, raised his glass again and began to toast for the second glass.

This time, she was thanking Qin Anmin for selling the mansion to her.

Qin Angge didn't dare to drink half a cup like before. He just raised his arm slightly and took a symbolic sip. Even so, he felt a spicy taste on the tip of his tongue.

There were five men at the table. Three of Su Qinghe's men didn't know how to drink, and Qin Anmin's husband was pregnant and couldn't drink either, so Qin Ange was the only one who accompanied them in every round.

Even though he only took a small sip each time, after a few rounds, the original half glass of wine was already finished.

Qin Ange refused Qin Anmin's offer of more wine and sat quietly aside, listening to the two women chatting.

Seeing Su Qinghe's three husbands giving her some snacks from time to time, she ate happily.

He didn't know what he was thinking, his mind started to become unclear, and he picked up the same dish that her husband had picked up for her and also picked up the same dish for himself.

He put them into his mouth one by one, staring at the chewing frequency of her cheeks and syncing with her.

"Oh! No more wine?"

Qin Anmin frowned and shook it a few times in desperation, but the expected wine did not appear again, only a few drops dripped out.

"Do you have any more, sister?"

With a bit of anticipation and desire, she looked straight at Su Qinghe, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Yes, but it's another kind of wine. It's quite strong, so I only brewed two jars in total." Su Qinghe responded softly.

Hearing this, Qin Anmin's expression of regret became even more intense: "The one just now is gone! Such a fine wine should be brewed in a few more jars and stored away!"

She seemed to be still immersed in the wonderful taste of the wine just now. She couldn't help smacking her lips, as if she wanted to retain the fleeting aftertaste.

Seeing Qin Anmin like this, Su Qinghe smiled slightly, then turned around and motioned Zhang Fu who was standing beside her to bring another jar of wine.

"This pot is pure sorghum wine, and the taste is not inferior to the previous pot. Sister Qin may wish to taste it."

As he spoke, Su Qinghe had already picked up the wine jug and filled Qin Anmin's glass.

Although he had no interest in trying new types of wine, Qin Anmin still politely extended his hands to take the wine glass.

"Huh? Why is it hot?"

As soon as she picked up the wine glass, a strange warm feeling spread through her palm, which made her suspicious. She quickly raised the glass to her eyes to look at it carefully.

I didn't pay attention when Su Qinghe poured the wine just now, but now that I held it in front of me, I found that the wine in the glass was steaming, and the aroma of the wine wafted past my nose, bringing a refreshing aroma.

“It’s definitely the aroma of sorghum liquor.”

Qin Anmin sniffed and confirmed. "But it's stronger than I've ever smelled before."

"Sister, I'll drink first as a sign of respect!"

She was certain that this wine was definitely not ordinary stuff, and before Su Qinghe clinked glasses, she couldn't wait to put the wine into her mouth.

"Hmm~ What a fragrant wine! As expected from a virtuous sister!"

After finishing the cup, Qin Anmin licked his lips in satisfaction.

"Ange, you must try it. It would be a shame to miss such a good wine!"

While Qin Ange was stunned, the wine glass at hand had fallen into Qin Anmin's hands again. When he returned it to him, he received another full glass.