"Si, this is a passion fruit wine I brewed myself. It's good for your health, so please, everyone, have as much as you'd like."
Gu Jiaojiao lied without missing a beat. This was indeed passion fruit wine, and it had indeed been brewed.
But she hadn't been the one to brew it; it was from the stock in her personal dimension.
Elder Si was stunned with joy, thrilled by Gu Jiaojiao's familiar address. In his excitement, he blurted out what he was thinking.
He said sheepishly, "I only drank that other wine out of pique. I had no idea Jiaojiao had been so thoughtful as to prepare passion fruit wine."
"Oh, you," Grandma Si said, also overjoyed. "You're just a stubborn old coot. Jiaojiao is a Divine Doctor; why would she ever do anything to harm us?"
"Hah, we old folks love to have a little drink now and then, so Jiaojiao brewed a lot of grape wine and other fruit wines for us,"
