"Good, you are all good." Gu Dashi didn't even bother with a cup, taking a sip directly from the jug. "Good, excellent wine."
God knew how long he had craved a taste of this. Unfortunately, his stinking old wife and those bratty sons kept a strict eye on him. No matter how much he pleaded, he hadn't had a single drop in years. Satisfied, he took a few more sips, grabbed a piece of duck meat, and tossed it into his mouth. He bobbed his head to a rhythm. This was the life.
Gu Yuanfeng stood nearby, her face full of smiles. "Father, your youngest daughter treats you best, doesn't she? Rest assured, I'll have your eldest grandson bring you more in the future. I won't let you suffer."
