Mu Liang found mu Yuan in the cellar again. He had drunk three jars of nu 'er Hong and almost died from it. There were more than ten jars of nu' er Hong in total. Five years ago, mu Yuan drank a few bottles. This time, mu Yuan drank a few more jars and knocked over another jar. He hugged the jar of nu 'er Hong and curled up his body. It was as if he was convulsing and crying at the same time. It was exactly the same as when he was 18.
"Third brother?" Little mu Liang looked left and right."Are you getting drunk again?" Uncle will beat you to death. "
So much daughter's Red wine had been ruined. He bent down to help mu Yuan up, only to realize that mu Yuan was mumbling a name."Jack ..."
Mu Liang frowned. This name was the same as the one he had shouted in the wine cellar five years ago when he was almost drunk to death. Did he have a breakup five years ago, and now he had another one? did he really want to hang on to the same tree?
"That's not right ..."