Wang Yi came in.

His mother quickly took the backpack from his shoulder.

"You've been on the plane for a few hours. You must be hungry. Go wash your hands and eat. You haven't eaten well in the past two years. You have lost weight. Are you not used to the food there? Your towels and soaps are all in their original places.

Just leave it and you can reach it..."

While my mother was busy in the kitchen, she kept talking.

After Wang Yi washed his hands, his parents had already put the food on the table.

His father took out a bottle of liquor—Wang Yi recognized it. This was the liquor that his father had collected for many years.

There is no label on the bottle, and I don’t know what kind of wine it is.

His father has strictly forbidden him from touching this bottle of wine since he was a child.

Only when his father's friends come home, he will take out a few cups to drink with them.

I remember one time he secretly took a bite out of curiosity and was severely beaten by his father.

Father took out two wine glasses.

Mother glared at father: "What are you drinking this morning?"

The father did not respond to the mother, but just put the wine glass on the table.

Then he sat down silently.

Wang Yi hurriedly poured two glasses.

Put one cup in front of your father and one cup in front of yourself.

My father did not clink glasses with Wang Yi.

A father would feel strange if he clinked glasses with his son while drinking.

He directly raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

Wang Yi also quickly picked up a cup and drank with him.

When the strong drink entered my throat, I felt a burning sensation instantly extending from my throat to my stomach.

My whole body and mind feel warm.

His father put down his wine glass, and Wang Yi poured another glass for his father and himself.
Chapter completed!