Ma Fei's keen nose caught the aroma and immediately livened up, snatching the wine jug from Feng Xuxu's hand, prying open the stopper, and taking a swig. He smacked his lips, eyes closed, and only after a moment did he exhale a breath, savoring the taste and muttering, "Good wine, really good wine."
"Uncle Ma, this is all I've got, you know. Once it's gone, there's no more," Feng Xuxu said, rolling her eyes in disdain at Ma Fei's greedy expression.
"Hey, what are you saying, girl? This little bit couldn't even fill the gaps in my teeth." Ma Fei smacked his lips, still relishing the drink, but upon hearing it was all there was, his face changed in an instant, and he glared at Feng Xuxu in dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, who said that I couldn't brew wine?" Feng Xuxu stared at the sky, speechless, refusing to look at Ma Fei.
At that, Ma Fei puffed up angrily, "Who said that? Step forward! I'll beat you so bad you won't recognize your own parents."
