The dinner party started normally tonight, but as the drinks flowed, the atmosphere seemed to take a strange turn.
Venti, being a Bard, had a slight understanding of stories from various nations.
Coupled with his eloquent speaking skills, he often made Amber's grandfather laugh heartily, feeling as if they had met too late, and the drinking became even more enjoyable.
However, it soon became clear that Uncle An had too much to drink; not only was he reeking of alcohol, but he was also talking much more than usual.
Amber's grandfather put down his wine glass and, in a drunken stupor, said to Venti, "I've decided, from now on, we'll address each other differently."
"I'll call you Brother, and you call me Dad, how about it?"
Venti:???
This young man doesn't play by the rules.
He had only freeloaded a few extra drinks, and he didn't expect the old man from Amber's family to play such a seniority-boosting trick?
As a result, Venti seriously suspected that Amber's grandfather was deliberately trying to take advantage of him verbally.
However, seeing Amber's grandfather sprawled on the table, snoring like thunder, Venti realized that Uncle An was indeed very drunk.
Looking at the drunken Uncle An, Makoto was surprised.
He initially thought Uncle An had a good alcohol tolerance because Uncle An on the table was drinking heavily, like a valiant God of War, and even told Venti not to "raise fish" in his glass.
He didn't expect him to be a weakling as well.
His alcohol tolerance, at most, was that of one Xiao.
Xiao has now become Makoto's unit of alcohol tolerance.
Venti's alcohol tolerance fluctuates; sometimes he can only handle one Xiao, and sometimes he can handle seven or eight.
Mr. Zhongli's alcohol tolerance should be above ten Xiao; it's uncertain as he has never been seen drunk.
Watching her grandfather sleeping soundly, Amber seemed unfazed.
She smiled and scratched her head, "My grandfather is like this; he always drinks too much every time."
"He doesn't drink alone normally; he only gets like this when guests come and he's happy."
"I'll make him a hangover soup later, and he'll be fine."
For a drunk person, lying flat on a bed is much better than resting sprawled on a table.
Initially, Amber didn't understand these things, but as her grandfather and Venti got drunk, she gradually learned.
Amber looked at Makoto, her expression full of pleading, "Big brother, can you help me with a favor? Can you help my grandfather to his room to rest?"
Originally, Amber wanted to ask Venti for help.
But then she thought, her grandfather is tall and strong, while Venti looks frail and weak; he probably wouldn't be able to help her grandfather back to the room, right?
Moreover, Venti also looked like he had too much to drink; he exclaimed that he couldn't hold his liquor and then collapsed limply onto the table.
Before falling, Venti quietly tucked an unopened bottle of wine into his pocket, truly achieving the meaning of "taking it with you if you can't finish it."
There was no other way, Amber could only ask Makoto.
Makoto nodded, agreeing to help.
Amber's Grandfather was indeed robust; when sober, he stood like a majestic city gate.
Now, being completely unconscious from drink, he was like a heavy boulder, impossible for an ordinary person to move.
But for Makoto, who possessed two Gnosis, it was no problem at all.
At this moment, Shen He jumped off her chair and walked directly in front of Makoto.
"Brother Makoto, let Shen He help you~"
Looking at the eager Shen He, the famous scene of 'Shen He carrying Plaustrite away' flashed through Makoto's mind.
No, Makoto would not allow the cute little Shen He to develop into a tomboy.
Thinking this, Makoto chuckled and said, "Does Shen He want to help?"
"Mhm, mhm~" Shen He nodded solemnly.
"Then can you help Ganyu with clearing the dining table?"
As Makoto reminded her, Shen He turned to look at the dining table.
After everyone had finished eating, Ganyu silently collected the dishes and chopsticks by herself.
Perhaps thinking that Uncle An was already drunk, and it wouldn't be good to leave these matters to the young Amber, the kind-hearted Ganyu quietly began the cleanup.
"Okay, then Shen He will go help Master!"
Little Shen He nodded and turned to run to Ganyu's side to help clear the dishes and chopsticks.
Watching the big and small figures clearing the table, Makoto felt the scene was very heartwarming.
However, a problem also arose: Ganyu and Shen He are indeed master and disciple now.
But twenty years later, will this relationship change as if it's been reshuffled?
Makoto felt a headache just thinking about it, so he simply decided not to dwell on it.
After this, Makoto helped Uncle An back to his room.
Uncle An was in a drunken stupor, muttering, "Knights of Favonius… Outrider… out on reconnaissance…"
Even when drunk, he was still muttering about the Knights of Favonius; it could be said he was very dedicated.
Makoto glanced at Uncle An and couldn't help but tease, "You're busy with Knights of Favonius matters every day, and you also have to take care of Amber,"
"You're already this busy every day, and you still want to take on more apprentices? You're something else."
"Just get a good night's sleep; don't think too much."
In the background story, Amber's Grandfather had two apprentices.
One was Amber, and the other was Eula.
As for how Eula became Amber's Grandfather's apprentice, that remains unknown.
At this moment, Makoto just felt that Amber's Grandfather had it tough.
And Amber's Grandfather felt someone helping him leave, and in his daze, he regained some consciousness.
Immediately after, he heard Makoto's teasing.
"Take on apprentices?"
Uncle An was clearly Stunned for a moment.
"One little Amber is enough to give me a headache; where would I have the mind to take on apprentices?"
Uncle An shook his head repeatedly.
"No, absolutely not, that's impossible."
Uncle An refused three times.
This time, it was Makoto's turn to be surprised.
Amber's Grandfather's casual remark revealed a piece of information: Eula had not yet become his disciple at this time.
Makoto looked at the drunken Amber's Grandfather: "Uncle An, you said it yourself,"
"Since you're not taking on apprentices, then I will."
Amber's Grandfather didn't respond, lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, snoring like thunder.
He didn't understand Makoto's words, only feeling they were strange.
What's the point of taking on apprentices when you have nothing else to do? Is the food not tasty enough, or are the vegetables not growing well enough?
How much better to do other things with that free time.
What Amber's Grandfather didn't know was that with his casual remark, the Teyvat storyline also changed.
It was like a butterfly flapping its wings, causing a storm somewhere.
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