Chapter 2010: Life, still have to go on

"Yesterday a coachman sent you back to the house, saying that you were drunk in the tavern." The lady poured a glass of water to him, looking at him distressedly.
This kind of thing happened frequently over the years, and she knew who her man was drinking with, although she would say a few words on her lips, she was still relieved.
In the past two days, she had heard of the great event that happened in Luodu City even if she didn't go out much. The family of the adult who drank with his man every day disappeared overnight, and the adult died in prison.
In the past two days, there have been many more soldiers patrolling outside the mansion, and the master was also under house arrest and cannot return in the Ministry of War. Her heart has not been put down for a long time.
Last night, I heard that the master could go home, made a table of dishes and waited all night, but in the end the coachman brought him back, who was so drunk.
"Are you drunk?" Poppy touched his head, but he didn't feel the nausea and dizziness after a hangover. Instead, he felt like a rare good night's sleep, and his whole body became much more relaxed.
"You brought that bottle of wine back." The lady said, pointing to the white wine bottle on the side table.
"Moutai?!" Looking at the wine bottle, Bobby's memory suddenly became clear. He remembered that he was depressed last night and walked to Romo Street, only to enter a pub called Saipan because of the smell of wine.
He ordered a bottle of wine, two thousand copper coins, the wine is rich in aroma, it is a fine wine he has never tasted.
Then... he was drunk.
Because he was so drunk, he even forgot what happened in the middle. How did he stop the carriage and report his address, and how did he remember to take the remaining half bottle of Moutai back?
He got up, picked up the Moutai on the table and shook it. There was indeed more than half a bottle.
This made him feel a little surprised that this wine was so strong, but a small half bottle made him drunk and unconscious. You must know that he would not be drunk at all without three or two bottles of fruit wine.
"This boss is really sincere, and asked me to bring the rest of the wine back." Bobby pulled the wine cork off, smelling the familiar but still amazing wine, and laughed.
"Master, it's still early, you can rest for a while, I'll let them cook some porridge, and eat something before you go to the yamen." Seeing that the master is not depressed, the lady secretly relieved.
"Alright, I'm troubled, Madam." Bobby nodded, put down the wine and looked at her affectionately.
The wife was taken aback for a while, her eyes flushed as she watched Bobby, her face was also a little more smiling, and she nodded and went out.
"Life, still have to continue." Bobby put the wine cork back into the bottle, his eyes gradually firm, "Senior, your unfulfilled wish, let me complete it next, and it will hurt you and your family. Guy, I will make him pay."
...
"Huh? Who am I? Where am I?" Irina opened her eyes and blinked, a little dazed.
Then she looked around and found that she was lying on the ground!
"Who kicked me out of bed?" She sat up all of a sudden and looked at the empty bed, no one on it.
And there is a quilt on the floor, the pillows are also neatly arranged, and she is covered with soft quilts.
"Drunk?" She remembered that she seemed to have taken a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet last night, then drank a little by herself, and then became drunk.
And in the drunken dream, it seems that he got up to save someone?
Or is that also a dream?
"Wake up?" The door of the room was opened, and McGonagall asked while standing at the door, looking at Irina who was sitting on the floor with a smile.
"Well, you arranged me to sleep on the ground?" Irina looked sideways at McGonagall.
"Yesterday you rolled to the ground. In order to prevent you from rolling off a second time, so I directly laid the bed on the ground for you." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
"I, Irina, would never fall off the bed!" Irina said with a serious face, her cheeks reddened.
"Well, let's get up for breakfast and cook some porridge." McGonagall looked at her indulgently.
"I mean it." Irina emphasized.
"I'll call the children." McGonagall smiled and turned to take the door.
"Hmph." Irina shook her fists, feeling that her authority in this house was being challenged, but her stomach still screamed, and she had to force herself to get up from the warm floor and put on it. Beautiful fairy dress, go downstairs to eat the delicious breakfast porridge prepared for her.
Generally, the next morning when I am drunk, I have a headache and no appetite because of a hangover.
But now she doesn't feel a headache at all. Instead, she feels that the quality of sleep last night was extremely high. She is now very energetic and a little hungry.
"This wine is pretty good. It helps sleep." Irina muttered, opening the door and going downstairs.
"Last night, did I save someone or a ghost?" Irina asked while looking at McGonagall while drinking the porridge.
McGonagall thought for a moment: "It's okay to say it's a man or a ghost."
"Oh, that old guy." Irina thoughtfully.
"They encountered an ambush at Sean's mansion, it should be Qiao Xiu's plan, it seems that he has noticed us." McGonagall said.
"This guy can always reverse her situation." Irina frowned.
"Yes, in some ways, there is indeed some talent." McGonagall nodded.
Amy drank a bowl of porridge concentratingly, and while McGonagall helped her serve the porridge, she curiously asked: "Father, when will our tavern open? I haven't seen a guest yet. "
"The tavern opened in the evening. When you were playing upstairs last night, our tavern had already received the first guest." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Is that so?" Amy's eyes widened a bit, thought for a while, and then said: "Then can we still go out to eat today?"
The little guy’s topic turned so smoothly, McGonagall couldn’t refuse for a while, and he really didn’t have much to do during the day. Taking the kids out for fun is a real relaxation during the winter vacation, so he smiled and nodded: "OK. , Then we will continue to eat and play in another place today."
"Long live Father!" Amy jumped off the chair and hugged McGonagall on the neck and kissed his cheek.
Annie's face was also full of happiness.
"By the way, the two big fat geese we brought back yesterday have not been eaten yet." Amy suddenly remembered an important thing, "Or we should go home to eat roast goose at night."
"Well, well, I'll cook roast goose for you when I come back tonight." McGonagall agreed.
After breakfast, McGonagall gave Merant and Noah a breakfast, and the family went out for fun again.
"This family is really happy."
"Yes, I think their tavern closed very early last night, maybe even a guest was not received, this is the real experience player."
"It's really enviable and jealous..."
Neighbors in the neighborhood of Romo Street sighed as they looked at the four traveling family.