As they were fooling around, Chu Jinliang heard the commotion and came out. "Ah, Chen Hao, you're finally here! Come in and have a seat."
Seeing Chu Jinliang again, Chen Hao was surprised to find that both his complexion and his overall health looked much better than before. He seemed several years younger.
"Grandpa Chu, it's been ages." Chen Hao stepped forward and gave Chu Jinliang a hug.
After leading Chen Hao to a seat, Chu Jinliang asked eagerly, "Did you bring the Peach Blossom Wine?"
Chen Hao paused, then burst out laughing. "I did. Grandpa Chu, why are you always thinking about that?"
As Chu Jinliang laughed heartily, Chu Mengling pouted beside him. "Don't even get me started. Ever since Grandpa drank that wine, he's been practically addicted. If he doesn't have a sip every day, he feels awful all over."
While neither of them was looking, Chen Hao took a bottle he had prepared out of the Qiankun Bag. "Same rule as before. Just drink a fixed amount each day."
Seeing that a whole month's wait had earned him only one bottle, Chu Jinliang immediately began bargaining with Chen Hao like a child. "Just one bottle? Can't you give me a little more? Only getting one tiny sip a day is torture."
But Chu Mengling snatched the bottle away and spoke up for Chen Hao. "One bottle isn't enough for you? If you keep making things difficult for Chen Hao, I won't let you have any."
With his granddaughter holding the bottle hostage, Chu Jinliang immediately surrendered. "Fine, fine. One bottle it is."
Then Chu Jinliang suddenly looked at Chu Mengling with a teasing smile. "Mengling, why are you taking Chen Hao's side so much? Don't you care about your grandpa anymore?"
Chu Mengling blushed at his teasing