When Qin Hai returned to the villa, Lin Qingya had already come down from upstairs. When she saw him beaming, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are you smiling so happily?"

Just now, that slovenly old man had just eaten the meat and asked for wine. Qin Hai did not refuse and instead turned around to ask Jiang De for a bottle of wine to send to the old man. Who knew that the old man would twitch his mouth and say that the wine was too bad. Jiang De, who went with Qin Hai, jumped three feet into the air and almost kicked the old man's bowl over.

After Jiang De had left, the old man muttered bad news about Jiang De. He said that Jiang De had given him leftovers and deliberately refused to give him meat to eat; that Jiang De and the kitchen maid who cooked in the kitchen were in cahoots with each other, and he had seen it several times. If Jiang De treated him like this again, sooner or later, he would have to tell these things to others and make Jiang De very notorious. In the end, he even gave Qin Hai a thumbs up, saying that he had a filial piety and knew how to respect the elderly, which was several hundred times stronger than Jiang De.

After listening to Qin Hai's explanation, Lin Qingya also began to laugh. Finally, she sighed and said, "This old man is rather pitiful. He has no children and no one to look after him when he is old."

Qin Hai nodded and smiled, "I think so too. I told Master Jiang to prepare more food for him in the kitchen. We'll pay for it." He even told them to buy a few more sets of clothes for the old man to change into when they went out shopping in the future. When we leave, we will give Master Jiang another sum of money, which will be the old man's living expenses in the future. "

Lin Qingya was extremely appreciative of Qin Hai's actions. She looked at the table full of dishes and said, "We can't finish all of the dishes. Why don't we send some to him?"

Qin Hai naturally had no objections. He took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and stuffed it into his pocket. He and Lin Qingya carried two plates of food to the corner and found the old man.

The old man had already finished all the Red Braised Meat in the rice bowl and was squatting in the corner licking the bowl. Seeing Qin Hai and the others bringing more food over, he was so happy that he immediately threw the bowl away and jumped up, hurriedly taking the plate from Qin Hai.

When Qin Hai took out the bottle of wine from his pocket, the old man's eyes widened immediately. He put down the plate and quickly s.n.a.t.c.hed the bottle away. He said joyfully, "This wine is good, this wine is good!"

Before Qin Hai could say a word, the old man had already unscrewed the bottle cap and gulped it down. Qin Hai and Lin Qingya looked at each other in dismay.

"Good wine!" After gulping down half the bottle, the old man let out a burp, then he twisted the cap off the bottle and carefully stuffed it into his pocket.

Qin Hai and Lin Qingya looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Since it's a good wine, why aren't you drinking it?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then took out the wine bottle and reluctantly looked at it, finally stuffing it into his pocket. "Now that I've finished it, what should I do tomorrow?"

Qin Hai was stunned. This meant that the old man's words made too much sense. He was actually at a loss for words.

The old man looked at Lin Qingya in surprise. He turned to Qin Hai and asked, "Kid, is this your wife?"

"Yes!" Qin Hai put his arm around Lin Qingya and smiled. "My wife is the most filial and respectful to the elderly. Since she said she would bring you wine, then you can drink without worry! But it's best not to get drunk, and it's not good to get injured! "

The old man gave a thumbs up, "You brat, you're not bad, and the daughter-in-law you find is not bad either!"

Qin Hai and Lin Qingya looked at each other and smiled. Then, they turned and went back into the house. The old man stared at Lin Qingya for a while before his eyebrows actually knitted together as if he was deep in thought.

… ….

Qin Hai did not feel sleepy. He was playing with his cell phone in the living room. When it was about 11 o'clock, he was about to go upstairs to sleep when a knock came from the door.

Qin Hai laughed, "Where did the dog meat come from?"

"Picked it up. If you want to eat it, then come over!" The old man turned around and left. He ducked into the shadows beside the villa, his movements extremely agile.

Qin Hai's curiosity was piqued. He turned around and took another bottle of wine from the wine cabinet after a slight hesitation. Then, he left the villa.

It was only when he approached Qin Hai that he realized there was a bonfire under a cliff. A big dog on top of the bonfire had already been roasted until it was golden.

After walking to the bonfire, the old man did not bother to call out to Qin Hai as he hurriedly took out a bunch of bottles and jars. They were all seasonings used for cooking. The old geezer skillfully spread all sorts of seasonings on the dog meat, and soon, an alluring aroma wafted into the air, causing Qin Hai's appet.i.te to stir.

He was indeed a big dog. Even if he lost his head, this dog was still very st.u.r.dy. It made Qin Hai think of the fiercest king of dogs.

Wait!

Qin Hai's gaze focused on the dog on the bonfire. He muttered to himself, could this really be a Tibetan mastiff?

"Did you really pick up this dog?" Qin Hai asked the old man.

"Of course, where else can I get such a big dog?" The old man quickly smeared all sorts of seasonings on his hands and feet as he said, "I don't know which bad guy threw this dead dog in front of my room. Originally, I didn't want to care about this old man, but when I thought about how you invited me to eat some meat and drink wine, I had to show some grat.i.tude, so I brought it here with good intentions. What, you're worried that this old man will harm you? "

The slovenly old man directly tore off a large dog leg and stuffed it into Qin Hai's hands. "Hurry up and eat it. You can't waste such a good piece of dog meat!" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)