"Yesterday, a coachman sent you back to the house and said that you were drunk in the tavern." Madam poured a glass of water for him and looked at him with some heartache.
This kind of thing often happened in the past few years. She knew who her man drank with. Although she would nag a little, she was still at ease.
She had heard about the major event that happened in Rodu in the past two days even though she didn't go out much. The family of the adult who drank with her man every day was gone overnight, and the adult also died in prison.
In the past two days, there were many more guards patrolling outside the mansion. The master was also under house arrest in the Ministry of War. She couldn't relax for a long time.
Last night, when she heard that the master could go home, she cooked a table of dishes and waited all night. In the end, it was the coachman who sent him back drunk.
"Am I drunk?" Bobby touched his head. He didn't feel nauseous and dizzy after a hangover. Instead, he seemed to have a rare good sleep, and his whole body became much more relaxed.
"You brought that bottle of wine back." Madam pointed to the white wine bottle on the table.
"Maotai wine?!" Looking at the wine bottle, Bobby's memory suddenly became clear. He remembered that he was depressed last night and strolled to Romo Street. As a result, he entered a tavern called Saipan because of the fragrance of wine.
He ordered a bottle of wine for two thousand copper coins. The wine was rich. It was a wine he had never tasted before.
Then … he got drunk.
Because he was so drunk, he even forgot what happened in the middle. How did I stop the carriage and give the address of my house? How did I remember to bring back the remaining half bottle of Maotai wine?
He got up, picked up the Maotai wine on the table and shook it. There was indeed half a bottle left.
He couldn't help but be a little surprised that the wine was so strong. Just half a bottle was enough to make him unconscious. Normally, he wouldn't get drunk without two or three bottles of fruit wine.
"This boss is also honest. He even let me bring back the rest of the wine." Bobby unplugged the wine cork and smelled the familiar but still amazing wine fragrance. He laughed.
"Master, it's still early. You should rest for a while. I will ask them to cook some porridge and eat something before you go to the yamen." Madam saw that the master was not depressed, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, thank you, madam." Bobby nodded, put down the wine, and looked at her affectionately.
The madam was slightly taken aback. She looked at Bobby with reddened eyes, and a smile appeared on her face. She nodded and went out.
"Life still has to go on." Bobby put the cork back into the bottle, and his gaze gradually became firm. "Senior, let me complete your unfinished wish. As for the guy who harmed you and your family, I will definitely make him pay the price."
…
"Hmm? Who am I? Where am I? "Irina opened her eyes and blinked. She was a little confused.
Then, she looked around and realized that she was lying on the ground!
"Who kicked me off the bed?" She suddenly sat up and looked at the empty bed. There was no one on it.
There was a quilt on the floor, and the pillows were arranged neatly. She was covered with a soft quilt.
"Drunk?" She recalled that she seemed to have taken a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet last night. Then, she drank some alone and got drunk.
And in his drunken dream, he seemed to have saved someone?
Or was that also a dream?
"You're awake?" The door of the room was opened. Meg stood at the door, looking at Irina sitting on the ground and asked with a smile.
"En, did you arrange for me to sleep on the ground?" Irina looked sideways at Meg.
"Yesterday, you rolled to the ground. In order to prevent you from rolling a second time, I directly helped you to make the bed on the ground." Meg nodded with a smile.
"I, Irina, will never fall from the bed!" Irina said with a serious face, and her cheeks were slightly red.
"En, get up and have breakfast. I cooked some porridge." Meg looked at her with some affection.
"I am serious." Irina emphasized.
"I will call the children." Meg smiled and turned to close the door.
"Hmph." Irina clenched her fists. She felt that her authority in this family was being challenged, but her stomach still growled. She had to force herself to get up from the warm mattress on the floor. Then, she changed into a beautiful fairy dress and went downstairs to eat the delicious breakfast porridge that was prepared for her.
Generally, the next morning after getting drunk would have a headache and no appetite because of the hangover.
But now, she didn't have a headache at all. Instead, she felt that the quality of her sleep last night was very good. Now, she was full of energy and a little hungry.
"This wine is pretty good. It helps me sleep." Irina muttered as she opened the door and went downstairs.
"Last night, did I save a person or a ghost?" Irina looked at Meg and asked while eating the porridge.
Meg thought for a moment and said, "You can say it was a person or a ghost."
"Oh, it's that old guy." Irina was deep in thought.
"They were ambushed at Sean's mansion. They must have fallen into Josh's trap. It seems that he has already noticed us," Meg said.
"This guy is always able to turn his situation around." Irina frowned.
"Yes, he does have some talent in certain aspects." Meg nodded.
Amy focused on gulping down a bowl of porridge. While Meg was filling her bowl with porridge, she asked curiously, "Father, when will our tavern open? I haven't seen a customer yet. "
"The tavern opens at night. Last night, when you were playing upstairs, our tavern had already received its first customer," Meg said with a smile.
"Is that so?" Amy's eyes widened a little. After thinking for a while, she said, "Then can we continue to go out and eat today?"
The little one changed the topic so smoothly that Meg couldn't refuse for a while. Besides, he really didn't have anything to do during the day. Taking the children out to play could be considered as a real relaxation for the winter vacation. He smiled and nodded. "Okay, then let's go somewhere else today and continue to eat, eat, and play."
"Long live Father!" Amy jumped off the chair, hugged Meg's neck, and kissed him on the cheek.
Anne's face was also full of joy.
"By the way, we haven't eaten the two big fat geese we caught yesterday." Amy suddenly thought of something important. "Why don't we go home and eat roast goose tonight?"
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll make roast goose for you when we come back tonight," Meg agreed.
After breakfast, Meg brought breakfast to Melander and Noah, and the family went out to play again.
"This family is really happy."
"Yeah, I saw that their tavern closed very early last night. They probably didn't even receive a single customer. This is a real experience player."
"I'm so envious …"
The neighbors on Romo Street looked at the family of four and sighed.
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