"Well..."


    Xiao Yang opened his mouth slightly and was stunned. He never spoke in front of him. Even if the other party could see that he was a foreigner, he could recognize him as a Chinese at a glance, which surprised Xiao Yang slightly


    Leah is holding Xiao Yang''s arm, smiling and introducing: "Yang, drunkard!"


    a drinker? The name is quite in line with the middle-aged man, because he does have a big wine belly.


    The drinker "ha ha" patted his big belly. Although the big belly swayed violently, it also made a sound similar to the surge of water.


    Xiao Yang twitched at the corner of his mouth. It seems that there is no less wine in the belly of this goods


    "I''ve heard a lot about you!" the drinker stretched out his index finger and pointed to Xiao Yang with a smile, "... Yang!"


    "Oh..."


    Xiao Yang scratched his head in embarrassment. He knew that his so-called reputation should refer to the massacre in the red temple of Dai. There were about 50 or 60 monks in the whole red temple. Although all of them were fake monks, it was related to the dignity of capable people in the southeast continent. Whether they were "fake monks" depends on the other party''s own identification.


    "About Dai......" seeing Leah''s appearance, she should be very familiar with them. Maybe she is still a friend, so Xiao Yang still wants to explain.


    The drunkard waved his hand, smiled and said, "that''s the scum of a group of capable people. If we hadn''t had the right to maintain discipline, we would have killed them!"


    "Huh?"


    Xiao Yang pondered for a while. It seems that the organizational structure of the capable people in the southeast continent is more complex than he expected, and the position of the drinker in the adventurer is unknown.


    "Maybe I should introduce myself..." the drunkard quickly cleaned up a table next to him, reached out his hand and motioned Xiao Yang and Leah to sit down. Then he said to other drinkers in the store, "if you drunkards want to drink, you can get it yourself. Today the drunkard won''t wait any more, but if you dare to lose me a penny, don''t want to walk out of the store!"


    After that, the drinker turned and went to the side door of the hotel. It seemed that he was going to get something to entertain them.


    Leah looked at the back of the drinker with sparkling eyes. "His dream is to open a tavern!"


    "Hoo..." Xiao Yang sighed softly and smiled. "I see, and it''s still a very satisfactory tavern!"


    "Ha ha!" Leah probably knew what Xiao Yang said and smiled gently. "Do you know what my dream is?"


    Xiao Yang was tired of eyes. "What?"


    "Guess!"


    Vexing... Xiao Yang bowed his head slightly and pretended to be meditating.


    ……


    The drinker soon came out with two more bottles of self brewed wine. The bottles are transparent glass bottles bought casually on the street. The color of the wine is light yellow, and there are some turbid white objects, which may be the residue left by brewing.


    "These two bottles are my hidden goods... The old man has been thinking about them for a long time, but I haven''t found them!" the drinker took a cigar from his mouth and raised one eyebrow when talking.


    The wine bottle was covered with dust and cobwebs. The drinker wiped it directly with his clothes. It seemed that the bottle was more important than his clothes.


    "Pick it up and wash it!" Leah glared at him.


    "Eh..." the drunkard was stunned. The cigar was directly in the air. After half a ring, he said in a slightly compromise tone, "okay..."


    "It''s the wine inside, not the bottle." the drinker held two bottles of wine, swayed his stomach and walked towards the backyard. Xiao Yang felt that he had been wronged, but he only dared to persuade him carefully.


    "I don''t care!" Leah snorted coldly. Don''t look at Xiao Yang anymore.


    I don''t care, I don''t listen, I want... Three magic weapons of women. Xiao Yang rubbed his forehead and had to sympathize with the drunkard silently in his heart.


    …………


    "Yang, I don''t want you to be too casual..."


    There was a moment of silence on the wine table, and Leah opened her mouth first.


    "Hmm?" Xiao Yang was stunned. After pondering for a while, he probably understood Leah''s meaning and said with a slight smile: "then wash it. It''s no harm."


    "Yang, I''ll correct what I just said...," Leah''s Bei teeth clenched her lower lip. "You can''t be too casual."


    In the short two sentences, the subject changed and the meaning was thousands of miles apart. The last sentence put great pressure on Xiao Yang.


    "I see..." Xiao Yang nodded silently, but he was bleeding in his heart. He felt that he had signed a lifelong deed of betrayal.


    ……


    "Have you quarreled? Come and have two drinks!" the drinker washed the two dirty wine bottles, and then changed into a clean dress. In his other hand, he held a tray with three washed shiny cups on it.


    "Well, that''s ok?" Xiao Yang realized that the so-called "drunkard" title was probably more than just drinking, and what he said was all linked to wine.


    The drinker placed the cups one by one, slowly opened a cork and paused. After the wine in the bottle dissipated for a while, he poured a glass for Leah first, then Xiao Yang, and finally himself.


    The strong aroma of the wine soon spread to the whole tavern, attracting the greedy eyes and saliva of the drinkers. The drinker knocked at the foot of the table, "this is not the wine for sale. Don''t ask me!"


    In view of the reputation of the drinkers in the tavern, the drinkers turned around wisely.


    "How''s it going, Leah?" whispered the drunkard nervously.


    It turned out that Leah had taken a sip while he was talking. At this time, she had put down the cup, "cough, cough... It''s still too red... Cough, cough..."


    Xiao Yang looked at her inexplicably and took a sip of it suspiciously. After drinking it, he found that the wine... Which has the taste of wine? Is it sugar water at all!


    "Is this yellow rice wine?" Xiao Yang asked. Although the wine is not to his taste, it can''t be said to be hard to drink. Since it''s someone else''s intention, take it well.


    The drunkard nodded. Glutinous rice crops are also planted in Southeast China and China, which is also the raw material of yellow rice wine.


    "Next time! Leah, when you come back next time, I promise I won''t brew wine!" the drinker patted his stomach and vowed.


    "Well, I believe you can! But..." Leah''s eyes darkened and whispered, "I''m going back to Russia soon..."


    "What!" the drunkard suddenly got up, widened his eyes and stared at her with frightened eyes, "you have to..."


    "Yes, I''m here... To see you for the last time. Aunt Simpson, I''ve already met!" Leah smiled.


    Bang -!


    He kept hitting the table with his big hand, and the round table suddenly stretched out a gap. Xiao Yang was quick eyed and caught the wine bottle that almost broke on the ground.


    "Simpson son of a bitch, why didn''t she mention it to me!" the drinker''s eyes suddenly turned pale blood.


    Xiao Yang frowned and put down the bottle slowly.


    "I don''t blame her. I made this request with aunt Simpson," Leah said. "I want to surprise everyone when we meet..."


    "It''s Leah defending Simpson!" said the drinker.


    Xiao Yang appreciated it in his heart. Unexpectedly, this seemingly careless middle-aged fat man had a delicate mind. As soon as he heard it, he heard the flaw in Leia''s words.


    Seeing that the lie was exposed, Leah instinctively bowed her head and rubbed her fingers.


    "Is there no other solution there? Your father... Although he knows what the final result is, there is no doubt that he still loves you and your mother." asked the drinker.


    Leia shook her head in silence.


    "What about him..." the drunkard pointed to Xiao Yang and said, "at least your boyfriend should do something?"


    Leah''s ears turned red and lowered her head.


    "Er..." Xiao Yang touched his nose. In addition to being a little embarrassed, he also felt that his face and neck seemed a little hot, so he subconsciously touched his nose.


    "Well? What does that mean?" the drunkard asked with wide eyes, "Leah, you shouldn''t have everything ready?"


    "I..." Leah''s face flushed and said in a mosquito like voice, "I''m here to ask you to help me..."


    "Have you decided?" the drunkard looked at Xiao Yang. "The boy is greedy. The wine strength has come up. It''s not troublesome to deal with it. But... I still want to confirm again. Have you decided on the father of the child?"


    "Hmm!" Leah raised her head, glanced at Xiao Yang, nodded with determination in her eyes, "I believe... I believe he has the ability to protect me and his children!"


    "What?" the drinker wondered, "do you think..."


    "Drunkard..." Leah pinned her head to the door of the tavern and murmured, "I saw my mother leave me in pain. I believe she once saw my grandmother leave the world in pain. Drunkard... I don''t want my daughter to experience this in the future. She needs a strong father."


    "Don''t forget, your father, Duke Ashley, is also very strong, even beyond your imagination! But in the end, he seems unable to protect you..." the drinker narrowed his eyes and sounded a warning in his tone.


    "No!" Leah smiled bitterly and shook her head. "He is a timid man!"


    "Women have a say in this!" Leah continued before the drunkard retorted.


    The drunkard nursed his mouth and stopped arguing. Instead, he turned and looked at the drunk Xiao Yang, frowned and asked, "are you sure he won''t be a timid man? It seems that I have more say..."


    "Secretly tell you a secret!" Leah smiled and leaned over and put her hand to the drunkard''s ear. "When he was on dawn Island, he almost killed me because of negligence. Then after the battle, a man squatted on a stone and almost cried..."


    "Er..." Xiao Yang only felt that everything around him was spinning, including the figure. He knew he was drunk, but he didn''t force himself to wake up.


    "A man who can cry?" the drinker shook his head slightly.


    "No, it''s a growing man!" Leah smiled. "Maybe there are better people in the world than him, because there are too many people in the world. But God let me only meet him at this moment, then I belong to him!"


    "Goo, goo, goo..." the drinker casually opened a bottle of wine from the counter and poured a few mouthfuls, "Leah, you know I''ll never understand the so-called love..."


    "You and Simpson actually fit in well..."


    "Shut up, little girl, let me finish!" the drunkard glared at her. "I... where did I say? Forget it, tell the point... Leah, it''s not easy to challenge the rules set for thousands of years."


    "It will be painful, but there will be a new life!" Leah nodded.