With the paint peeling off the elm sign and the lingering intoxicating wine, Tan Shu took Qi Liang's little hand and gently pushed open the door of the wine shop. "Inside the guest officer..." Deqing was stunned mid-sentence, holding the rag stupidly. "Seventh Aunt!" De Xiang ran over quickly, holding the corner of Qin Shu's clothes with his greasy hands. He suddenly saw Qi Liang sticking his head out from behind Qin Shu, and nervously hiding behind De Qing. Looking at Dexi who was still timid and Deqing who was always diligent, Tan Shu felt as if he had never left Wangchou Wine Shop.