Chapter 371 Grandpa, Can I Bring some Wine Back for My Mother?

Ning Qing took out a piece of paper to help her wipe it.

Zhou Zhilei was so angry that she trembled all over. She glared at Ning Qing fiercely, "Ning Qing, you!"

Ning Qing shrank back in fear, patting her chest and shouting, "Director Zhou, I was just joking with you. Why are you so fierce? My friends, you have to help me. I am now in Director Zhou's territory. She is the knife and I am the fish. If I have an accident here, you have to help me catch the real murderer."

Everyone laughed and echoed, "Ning Qing, don't worry, with us here, no one dares to bully you."

"That's right, Director Zhou, why are you so fierce? Hey, your eyeliner is smudged, go and touch up your makeup."

Zhou Zhilei, "..."

...

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Ning Qing walked in the corridor. She saw a black flower blooming in the soil under the corridor. Her eyes lit up and she ran down quickly to see.

It was Louis XIV.

This flower is produced in France and can be called one of the most precious flowers in the world. It is difficult to cultivate Louis XIV in the soil environment in China. Even in the domestic flower market, this flower cannot be bought.

I didn't expect to meet it here today.

Although she looked down on Zhou Zhilei, the Zhou family is worthy of being the world's top winery.

She looked left and right with joy, and she wanted to move one to her backyard. If her mother saw it, she would definitely be happy.

After reluctantly looking at it for a while, Ning Qing slowly returned to her room.

Back in the room, Ning Qing half leaned on the head of the bed, took out a few materials from her small shoulder bag, and was busy with the matter of "The Lurker".

After a while, she heard the rumbling thunder outside, and then it rained.

Summer thunderstorms always come so quickly.

Ning Qing got up and stood by the window and looked for a few times. Suddenly, she thought of the Louis XIVs in the corridor just now. She turned around quickly and ran out of the room.

She ran to the corridor and looked down. All the Louis XIVs were soaked in the rain. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The flower stems were slowly knocked down by the raindrops.

Ning Qing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She ran into the nearest house, found a transparent rain bag, and rushed into the rain quickly.

It was pouring rain at this time. The moment she rushed into the rain, her whole body was soaked.

But she didn't care so much. She quickly bent down and covered the Louis XIV with the rain bag.

The rain bag was not long enough, and a small piece was still soaked in the rain.

She was so distressed. This kind of precious flower was cultivated in China. It was a pity to be destroyed like this.

She squatted down, opened her arms and hugged the Louis XIVs that were still soaked in the rain.

The bean-sized raindrops poured down from her head. She couldn't open her eyes. She could only pray silently in her heart, please stop the rain soon.

The rain didn't stop, but Ning Qing felt that the raindrops suddenly couldn't hit her.

She slowly raised her eyes, and there was a black umbrella above her head.

Someone is coming.

Ning Qing looked back, and there was an old man standing behind her.

The old man was about 80 years old, with white hair and wrinkles on his face, full of the vicissitudes of life, but the old man looked very kind, with wise light in his cloudy eyes, and gentle and elegant.

The old man was holding an umbrella in one hand and looking at her.

Sometimes the relationship between people is very subtle. Ning Qing had an inexplicable sense of closeness to this grandfather who suddenly appeared, and this feeling was exactly the same as Zhou Dayuan gave her before.

She smiled quickly, "Grandpa, thank you for holding an umbrella for me."

The old man smiled, and all the wrinkles on his face were rippling, "Little girl, it's raining so hard now, are you getting wet in the rain just to protect these Louis XIVs?"

Ning Qing nodded, "Yes, these Louis XIVs are rare species. It doesn't matter if I get a little rain, but they will die in the rain. We must love flowers and protect them."

The old man put one hand behind his back and nodded with satisfaction. Winemakers must first love flowers and protect them, so that they can make good wine.

The old man's face became more kind, "Little girl, get up, let's not stand in the rain and talk, let's go, go into the house."

"But these Louis XIVs..."

At this time, a servant in a raincoat hurried over, holding a movable red-tiled house in his hand. They tore open the rain bag and then put the red-tiled house on it.

All Louis XIVs were protected in the small house.

Safe and sound.

Ning Qing was relieved, and she followed the old man back to the house.

…

Ning Qing didn’t know where the old man took her to. It looked like a winemaking room, with many bottles and jars inside.

The old man put away his umbrella, took a towel and handed it to Ning Qing, “Girl, wipe your face with a clean towel, go back and take a shower later, change into clean clothes, don’t catch a cold.”

“Well, thank you, Grandpa.” Ning Qing took the towel and looked at the old man while wiping her hair, “Grandpa, who are you here? Are you also here to protect Louis XIV? Are you the old man who takes care of the flowers and plants here?”

The old man who takes care of the flowers and plants?

The grandfather frowned and smiled quickly, “Yes, I am here to protect Louis XIV, and I can be regarded as an old man who takes care of the flowers and plants.” As he said that, the grandfather looked at the girl’s delicate and lively face, “Girl, this is Zhou’s winery, what are you doing here, I haven’t seen you before.”

“Oh, I signed up for a red wine training class, and I came here to broaden my horizons this time. After all, Zhou’s is the world’s largest winery.” Ning Qing smiled sweetly and obediently.

The old man was amused. He asked curiously, "Girl, can you also make wine?"

"Well, I know a little bit." Ning Qing nodded vigorously.

The old man turned around and walked to the table. He picked up an unbranded bottle of red wine and poured a little red wine into the goblet.

Ning Qing walked up to him and looked at her. Her watery eyes were covered with bright water. She sniffed hard and said happily, "Grandpa, is this red wine made from Louis XIV?"

The old man's movements stagnated for a moment, "Can you smell it?"

"Well, a moderate amount of alcohol has been added to this wine for fermentation. It smells strong and should taste very strong. It has been stored for about 40 years."

The old man looked at Ning Qing and smiled, "Little girl, you don't just know how to make wine. You have a natural and keen sense of smell for red wine. This sense of smell is a talent, it is genetic and cannot be cultivated." , your family is engaged in wine-related business?”

Ning Qing shook his head, "No, my father is a businessman, but my mother likes to make her own wine. I inherited it from my mother."

The old man nodded, "Wine-making is about fate. Girl, you and red wine are destined to be together. Come on, have a sip of this red wine."

Ning Qing's eyes lit up, "Grandpa, can you drink this for me?" She took the goblet with her two little hands in disbelief, pursed her lips and smiled shyly, "Grandpa, I really drank it."

"Drink."

Ning Qing took a sip first. When all the taste of the red wine invaded her mouth, she said "yes" and drank the red wine reluctantly.

"Grandpa, this tastes really good. It's the best red wine I've ever tasted." Ning Qing gave a thumbs up.

Now the old man was smiling from ear to ear, "You girl, you have such a sweet mouth. Can you drink? Do you want some more?"

Ning Qing lowered her eyes. The down on her delicate little face was soft and soft. She said softly, "Grandpa, can you pour some for me to take home? My mother likes to drink red wine very much. Such a good red wine." Money can’t buy it, I want my mother to try it.”

The old grandfather looked at Ning Qing's obedient and filial appearance and said with emotion, "What a good boy. Well, I'm telling you, even if you have money, I can't buy it. Grandpa will give you some."

The old man took out a small bottle, filled it with red wine, corked it with a cork, and handed it to Ning Qing's little hand.

Ning Qing was extremely happy, "Thank you, grandpa."

"You're welcome. This is your reward for helping me protect Louis XIV."

The old and the young all laughed. Ning Qing carefully put the small wine bottle in her pocket. At this time, with a "sneeze", Ning Qing sneezed.

The old man said quickly, "Girl, go back and change clothes quickly. If you delay any longer, you will catch a cold."

"Well, goodbye grandpa." Ning Qing said goodbye.

Zhou Heng watched Ning Qing disappear at the door before looking away. At this time, an old housekeeper came out beside him. He looked at the kind smile on Zhou Heng's face and said happily, "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. It’s such a pleasure to chat with outsiders.”

Zhou Heng nodded, "Yes, this little girl is very close to me. I like her very much."

"That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have opened this bottle of wine. This wine has been in my collection for nearly 40 years. I made it with you when I was 8 years old. You have been reluctant to drink it all these years."

Zhou Heng's face immediately showed signs of fatigue and sadness, and he lowered his head.

The old housekeeper immediately said, "Master, it's my fault for talking nonsense and mentioning your sadness. Master, please take care of yourself. Your health has become worse and worse in the past two years. Not to mention the old lady, the old lady still needs you." Take care of me.”

Zhou Heng raised his head and recalled, "Since our Doudou disappeared, Xiaohui immediately stepped forward because he could not bear the blow. Slowly, he lost consciousness in his lower limbs and became paralyzed. He has been in a wheelchair for more than 20 years. If it hadn't been for the I, Xiaohui have long..."

"Sir, because Miss Doudou disappeared in the UK, the old lady has stayed in the UK these years and refused to go abroad. The old lady is immersed in her own sad world and cannot come out. For the sake of her health, the master really You should take the old lady out to relax."

"Yes," Zhou Heng nodded, "There will be a red wine competition in two months, and I will bring her out with me then."

As he spoke, he looked toward the door, "I forgot to ask such a little girl her name just now."

The old housekeeper said, "Master, do you want me to go..."

Zhou Heng waved his hand, "Forget it, I believe we will meet each other if we are destined."

…

Zhou Zhilei was walking in the corridor, preparing to go back to her room to sleep, when a handsome and tall figure walked in front of her, Lu Shaoming came towards her.

Seeing him, Zhou Zhilei's heartbeat accelerated instantly.