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Chapter Nineteen

After visiting the wine, the staff said that they could let guests experience the process of making wine by themselves. The varieties they planted were introduced from abroad and the wine produced was particularly rich and strong.

Fu Siyan asked Rong Huan if she wanted to give it a try, and she agreed.

When the two went to the vineyard, they saw a green and purple color, with the vines densely connected together. After the staff made a demonstration, they gave scissors and a basket.

Fu Siyan handed her scissors, "Come and try it?"

She held the grape ear stem in one hand and scissors in the other. She cut it off and placed it carefully in the basket.

Just as she was having a lot of fun, she heard Fu Siyan calling her: "Come here." She walked over, and he handed a peeled grape to her mouth, "Try it."

She opened her mouth and wanted to bite it, but he suddenly pulled his hand back, and then put the grapes in front of her. She was about to bite it, but he pulled his hand back!

Rong Huan glared at him angrily, and did not turn his face and didn't want to pay attention to him. Fu Siyan walked over, and his eyebrows were full of laughter, "Okay, I'll tease you."

She was unhappy and hummed, then turned to the other side. He smiled and grabbed her, and the crystal clear and moist grapes gently pressed against her lips. Then she opened her mouth and bit it down.

"Is it sweet?" he asked.

"Um."

"If you like to eat, then we can buy some and take them home."

"good."

-

After picking the grapes, the two of them took them to wash them, and then crushed the dried grapes and added sugar and put them in a container. Of course, handmade is not as fine as professional wine making, and it is more fun to play.

Before leaving, the wine cellar owner brought the wine that Fu Siyan asked for, a bottle of Margot from 199.

After the boss left, Fu Siyan handed her the paper in his hand, "Here, take it."

She took it and saw that it turned out to be a voucher, which means that they could come to get the wine they made today in a year!

He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Please keep it well and come and get it next year."

Rong Huan knew that Fu Siyan had never drunk any good wine, so why would he be willing to make wine with her? He also said that he would come here to pick it up in a year?

She stared at him, with a certain expectation, and her red lips opened: "Uncle Fu...will you come with me?"

The soft light and shadow in the little girl's eyes inexplicably touched a heartstring in that moment. He raised the corner of his mouth and made a sure promise:

"Well, uncle will come with Huanhuan."

-

On the first morning after the holiday, Rong Huan woke up at home, washed up and went down to the restaurant, and saw Fu Siyan also. He saw her and called her in front of him.

"When did I go back to the room to sleep after I left last night, huh?" he raised his eyebrows.

When I got home last night, Rong Huan finished playing the piano and went to the living room to watch TV. Because I was sleeping very full in the car in the afternoon and was very energetic, I saw that it was past 11 o'clock. When Fu Siyan just went downstairs to pour water, she was still watching.

He told her to go upstairs to sleep at no more than twelve o'clock. She should be very serious, but when she got up this morning, the dark circles betrayed her.

Rong Huan immediately opened his eyes guiltily and slipped to the seat, "Aunt Jing, do you still have bread?"

He took a sip of coffee, and his eyes were filled with interest, and he didn't get angry and accused her. He just said softly: "You can't sleep so late at night, do you hear it?"

Rong Huan nodded honestly, shook her feet lightly, held the cup of milk in both hands, and drank it mutteredly, which was so cute.

"Uncle was not at home at noon, Huanhuan wanted to eat something, and told Aunt Jing that she would make it for you."

She licked her lips, "Uncle Fu, then will you come back for dinner tonight?"

"What's wrong?"

She poured milk into her mouth and made a mistake: "If you come back, I will ask Aunt Jing to buy a bigger bass."

"Do you want to eat sea bass?"

She nodded.

Fu Siyan curled his lips, his voice with a touch of tenderness: "Then let Aunt Jing buy a bigger one, and I'll make steamed bass for you tonight, how about it?"

Her eyes lit up, suppressing the joy in her heart, "Yeah."

-

After Fu Siyan left, Rong Huan was about to go upstairs when he received a call from Bi Hao.

"Rong Huan, are you home on the 11th?" he asked.

"Well, I'm at home."

Then she heard the doorbell and his voice came over again: "Then open the door?"

Rong Huan ran to open the door and saw Bi Hao leaning against the door, taking off the baseball cap on his head, smiling so brightly and handsomely.

"Monkey, are you back too?!"

"Yes, I finally had a holiday on the National Day. It's so uncomfortable if I don't go home. Why don't you invite me in?"

Rong Huan smiled and said, "Come in."

Aunt Jing went to buy vegetables, and Rong Huan was the only one left at home. After Bi Hao got a glass of juice, the two of them sat down on the sofa.

"What are you going to do today? How about I take you out for fun?" Bi Hao said.

She shook her head, "I'm just staying at home."

"Okay... I just happened to be idle, just play here for a while. What's the fun at home?"

"I just downloaded a few somatosensory games yesterday." She ran to turn on the TV. Bi Hao looked at her quiet face and smiled silently.

Playing games alone is easy to be boring, but playing them together makes it better to experience them.

Rong Huan was racing against him while driving a car. He was excited and his knee accidentally knocked to the floor. She felt a pain. Seeing this, Bi Hao immediately stepped forward and helped her up. Seeing that her knees were blue, he frowned: "Is it okay?"

She shook her head and silently pulled back the hand he was holding.

Bi Hao quickly calmed down his disappointment, got up, ran to the kitchen, and after a while, he brought back an ice pack.

"It will not hurt so much if you apply ice." He squatted in front of her and wanted to help her with ice, but she took it. "Thank you, I'll do it, it's not that serious."

He stood up and sat next to her. Seeing her ice cream, he pretended to ask casually: "Rong Huan, when you are in college, are there many boys chasing you?"

She was stunned, "I don't know..."

"I don't know? Can't you even feel that others like you?" Bi Hao asked silly, but felt his throat tightening, staring at her and not moving away.

Rong Huan paused the movements on his hands, still lowering his eyes, and his voice was very soft: "I don't want to fall in love yet."

"Why?"

The first thought that came to her mind was insecurity.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been more or less resistant to men. The role of father and fatherly love are missing in her life. Before she returned to the Rong family, she was insecure about feelings, even family affection, let alone love. Years of closed and introverted feelings made it difficult for her to open her heart to others.

There are many people who pursue her, but no one can touch her. In her eyes, they cannot stir up ripples in her heart.
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