Chapter 371 - 273: Swaying Blizzard, Fluttering Red Dress

Chapter 371: Chapter 273: Swaying Blizzard, Fluttering Red Dress

The patrolling Guards, especially, needed to eat their fill.

Children were the future, the hope. The subsidized meal at the night school had to be thick maize rice. They needed to eat to grow strong.

But with the severe drought reducing crop yields, and no way of knowing how much grain could be produced next year, the distributed grain would certainly not be enough.

So, who would be the ones not getting enough to eat?

In the end, the investigation found that it was the elderly, those who already had a next generation, who ate the least, whether by choice or not.

"A few more snows, and maybe next year will be a bit better."

Tang Wen shook his head. "We still can’t be complacent about the grain supply. What if the drought continues?"

"Don’t say that!" Tangtang pressed her palms together and looked up at the ceiling. "Children’s words are bad luck. Heaven will definitely send rain next year."

After speaking, she glared at her brother. "Alright, let’s not talk about this today."

The two women kept asking about matters in Ganshan City, and the four of them ate and chatted.

Xia Qingge drank half a jar of wine but couldn’t bear to finish it.

She first poured the sweet potato liquor from her wine gourd into a wine pot.

She rinsed the gourd with ice water before carefully pouring the remaining half-jar of bamboo leaf green into it.

The quiet, meticulous way she handled it had a unique beauty.

DRIP. DRIP.

She shook the jar, using her own superb control to skillfully drip even the last few drops of wine into the gourd.

Tangtang and the other woman were drawn in, their eyes showing a hint of tension.

They only let out a silent sigh of relief after seeing she had emptied it completely.

THUD!

The table shook.

Xia Qingge quickly steadied her gourd, shooting him an unfriendly look.

"You brat, what do you think you’re... eh? There’s another jar?" Xia Qingge threw her composure to the wind, leaping over the table in a single bound. SWISH. Her straight legs landed in the narrow gap between Tang Wen and the table.

One hand held her precious gourd, while the other clamped down on the unopened wine jar.

Tang Wen’s hands were still on the table, and the two of them were now almost pressed together.

It looked as if Tang Wen had caught her with his arms, holding her in his lap from his seated position.

Xia Qingge was far from scrawny; she was tall and buxom, with alluring curves.

To make matters worse, she was wearing a skirt today.

She had landed, but her red skirt was still in the air.

To be precise, the hem of her skirt was caught on Tang Wen’s arms.

In that instant, he saw everything he should and shouldn’t have seen.

He blinked, quickly looking up. ’I can’t believe it’s red underneath, too. Just how much do you love the color red?!’

And those legs were like long pillars of jade, the very definition of perfect "wine glass" legs.

’If she were wearing stockings... hsss!’

The very thought was thrilling.

As Xia Qingge guarded the wine jar, her waist swayed gently, and Tang Wen’s expression changed.

A sharp, scraping sound rang out as his chair grated against the floor.

He had managed to retreat from the... area of friction in time.

"Didn’t you say there was no more?" Xia Qingge’s voice was full of surprise, her smile as radiant as a summer flower.

Tang Wen narrowed his eyes. "The ten-year vintage is gone. This is fifteen-year."

"You brat! So you do have more?"

Tang Wen shook his head. "Drinking can lead to trouble. Once you break through to the Fifth Grade, you can have all the wine you want!"

"Ha! Stop your bragging."

She turned, flicked her sleeve, and picked up the unopened jar.

Her red skirt fell, covering her legs.

A wave of disappointment washed over Tang Wen. "In the territory under my jurisdiction, there’s more than one camp dedicated to brewing wine!"

An extraordinary light suddenly burst forth from the Queen’s eyes. She straightened her back, her aura growing even more majestic.

Even with a jar of wine in each hand, her bearing was still exceptional. Combined with her kingdom-toppling beauty, she even gained an air of casual confidence and dominance. "I feel like I could break through to the Fifth Grade at any moment. How much more wine do you have? Bring it all out!"

"Heh, maybe in your dreams. Well, it’s getting late. I’m going to bed."

After saying this, Tang Wen actually walked toward the bed in the inner room.

Dawn was breaking; he had to get some sleep.

Only in his dreams could he receive messages from Ganshan City.