"You should still take it easy," Lu Guoquan said with a mixture of laughter and helplessness.
Lu Qinian didn't mind and, after asking a couple of questions, turned to Lin Fangling: "Fangling, is the food ready? I think around this time, my eldest grandson and the others should be back."
"They should be back soon, Old Lu just called them earlier," Lin Fangling replied.
Lu Qinian directly looked at Lu Guoquan: "Go, get the wine I made a few years back. Tonight I want to have a good drink with my eldest grandson."
Hearing this, Lu Guoquan couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Whether you can drink or not, let's wait until your eldest grandson returns. If he says you can drink, it's not too late to bring it out; if he says you can't, it's useless to bring it out anyway."
Lu Qinian was immediately frustrated.
He initially thought he could happily have a little drink, but now it seems that's not going to happen.
There's no way he'd win against his eldest grandson.
