When Feng Xi first heard about Lychee Wine, he didn't pay much attention, but after thinking it through carefully, he realized it might be the first batch of wine they had brewed, "Sister, is it the earliest batch of Lychee Wine?"
"Yes, it's the batch we brewed at the time."
"Haha, that's great, I'm going to get thoroughly drunk even if it means sleeping for three days straight," Feng Xi laughed heartily, drooling at the thought of the wine his sister had made back then.
Zongzheng Zehang had never tried Lychee Wine before, but seeing Feng Xi's eagerness, his own cravings were aroused.
"When the time comes, I must have a taste," Zongzheng Zehang said with a smile as he watched the three of them.
"Cousin, now that the Summer Garden is taken care of, when do we start planting flowers?" It was almost December and each day was colder than the last; he guessed it would start to lightly snow in half a month's time.
"Cousin, do you still remember how I taught you to make charcoal?"