My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 136 Drinking Incident
Seeing his nephew's reluctant expression, Lu Yang coughed lightly and advised, "Nephew, if our ancestors didn't accept this, it must be because they didn't like drinking. Father only did this for convenience on the journey; he really couldn't carry such a jar of wine with him!"

Two clansmen nearby chimed in, urging, "Yes, Brother Yao, just let go and let everyone share this wine."

"Your ancestors surely understood your intentions, so please stop holding the wine."

The two men kept urging him to drink, licking their lips as they did so. It was fortunate that their ancestors didn't like to drink, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten a chance.

Lu Xingyao, however, still clung to the wine jar and refused to let go. He had chosen the wine himself and carried it back personally; how could he let these people have it for free!
Seeing this, Lu Qing immediately gave his second son a wink.

The old man was getting anxious. What time was it? His second son was still dawdling with the child. He should just grab it directly!

At this moment, Lu Yang and his father had an unspoken understanding. Without saying a word, they grabbed their nephew's leg and called for the two clansmen behind them to come and help.

The three of them worked together: one grabbed the wine jar, and the other two pulled Lu Xingyao away. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to drink this fine aged wine today.

After a while, the aroma of wine filled the air. Each member of the Lu family had a small bowl of wine. The Liu family declined several times, but on this auspicious day, they eventually drank a couple of sips.

Du Hangwu hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time, but when he smelled the aroma, his stomach craving for alcohol kicked in and he couldn't resist asking for a bowl.

If it were anything else, even if he was really tempted by it, he could still put up with it on the surface. But it was wine, and the aroma was so enticing, how could he resist?

The other officials were already captivated by the aroma. Seeing that Du Hangwu had managed to get the wine, they immediately shamelessly tried to get some as well. It would be great if they could, but there was nothing shameful about not getting any.

Lu Qing took a small sip. Although it couldn't compare to the fine wines he often drank in the capital, it was still quite good. His grandson was quite discerning.

Lu Yang smiled and drank the wine, praising Lu Xingyao a few times, "Nephew, you're quite good. This wine suits your second uncle's taste perfectly. Your second uncle will treat you to a meal another day."

He was only listening to his father, and he couldn't let his nephew treat him, his second uncle, like a foolish elder who would steal wine from the younger generation.

At this moment, Lu Xingyao hugged the empty wine jar and cried. These people were really too wicked. They actually drank every last drop of the fine wine that he had prepared for his ancestors.

Lu Xingyan, who was standing next to him, was also given a bowl. Seeing his nephew looking dejected, he generously handed him his own bowl, saying, "Don't be sad, this bowl is for you."

Lu Xingyao glared at him angrily. This had nothing to do with the alcohol!

"You elders are disrespectful to your elders! All you care about is a drink, and you don't even respect our ancestors!"

Lu Xingyan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you still want to drink this wine?"

Lu Xingyao snatched the wine from his hand. "Drink! Why aren't you drinking!"

I bought it, so I have to drink it; otherwise, I'd be missing out big time.

Seeing this, Lu Xingyan smiled but remained silent.

Lu Xingyao gulped down a bowl of wine without even tasting it. He shoved the bowl back into Lu Xingyan's hand and said, "The fact that our ancestors chose those two things for you doesn't mean they care about you. Don't overthink it."

As he spoke, he hugged his empty, cold wine jar and continued to whine, looking like a wronged little wife.

Lu Xingyan: "."

I really can't understand why our ancestors favored this eldest nephew so much. Was it because he looked rather weak?

At this moment, Gu Xingzhao, who was at home, was watching the projection and almost laughed himself to death. It was just a jar of wine, how could it make him cry? No, no, it really wasn't that serious.

She rummaged through the supermarket and finally grabbed two bottles of milk beer, handing them to Lu Xingyao in ancient times. She was ultimately soft-hearted; she couldn't bear to see the child cry, so she decided to give him two bottles to soothe him.

Lu Xingyao, who was crying just a second ago, suddenly noticed two bottles that appeared next to him. His eyes lit up immediately. He put down the empty jar, picked up the two bottles, and looked around.

It must have been given to me by our ancestors; they really doted on me the most!

There was a note on the beer that said you had to pry open the tab before you could drink it.

Lu Xingyao immediately grabbed two bottles of drinks, swaggered over to Lu Xingyan, and casually waved the bottles in his hand, "Sigh, if I ever get the chance to see my ancestors, I'll definitely have to talk to them about how they always give me special treatment."

Lu Xingyan: "?"

Lu Xingyao was quite troubled, looking at the beer in his hand with a worried expression. "Although he dotes on me, I can't always monopolize it."

Lu Xingyan: "."

The other clansmen gritted their teeth, thinking, "He's come here to die again. I don't know what our ancestors valued him for!"
In the modern world, Gu Xingzhao watched this scene with a smile. No one knew that she really enjoyed seeing Lu Xingyao pretending to be dead, looking just like an old man.

At this moment, Lu Xingyao had already shown off to his father and grandfather.

The men pretended not to see or hear, and kept their heads down, drinking their wine. They couldn't stand the kid's smug look; they were afraid their fists would itch to punch him.

Lu Qing looked at his eldest son, who was usually quite introverted, and his daughter-in-law, Song, was even more conventional. How could they have given birth to such a free-spirited person as Lu Xingyao?

As he was thinking, something flashed past his eyes.

It turned out that Lu Xingyao, seeing that the others were pretending not to see it, simply stretched out his arm and waved the object in front of them, as if afraid they couldn't see it clearly, intentionally or unintentionally waving it in front of each person a few times.

Lu Qing: "..."

He began to consider whether he should tell his ancestors that they should no longer give any special benefits to their grandson.

It wasn't that he, as the grandfather, envied his grandson; he was mainly afraid of spoiling his grandson and turning him into an arrogant and domineering spoiled brat.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yang, though unaware of what Lu Xingyao held, knew that anything given by an ancestor must be of high quality. He immediately asked, "Nephew, what is this?"

Lu Xingyao raised an eyebrow, putting on airs, "This is a divine wine bestowed upon me by my ancestors!"

Lu Yang licked his lips. "Nephew, your second uncle has always treated you well, hasn't he?"

Lu Xingyao gave a soft hum, as if he had regained his composure, "Barely."

Didn't his second uncle just bring two people to snatch his wine?
Lu Yang, thick-skinned as ever, pretended that the unpleasantness from earlier had never happened. He put down the empty bowl in his hand, shamelessly approached Lu Xingyao, and directly asked, "Nephew, why don't you let your second uncle have a taste of this fine wine bestowed upon you by our ancestor?"

The people around immediately looked at Lu Yang, their eyes wide. No, how could Second Master have the nerve to say that?

Lu Xingyao wasn't stingy, so he snorted and said, "Fine, I'll let you have a bite, though."

Upon hearing this, the clansmen were immediately tempted. Although the young master was a bit pretentious, he was usually easy to talk to.

Following the instructions on the note left by his ancestors, Lu Xingyao pried open the pull ring with his fingers, lifted it up, and under everyone's watchful eyes, the ring snapped open with a soft sound.
Gu Xingzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: This is bad!