Chapter 54

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Zhang Mingkui casually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Hu Zhenyu. Hu Zhenyu's eyes narrowed slightly as he took the pack of cigarettes without a name.

"This guy is courting death, even daring to counterfeit special supply cigarettes," Hu Zhenyu knew that the country strictly cracked down on counterfeiting, and if Zhao Xinyu dared to counterfeit special supply cigarettes, once it was confirmed, he would not be able to get out in a few years.

He took a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. Hu Zhenyu's expression changed. He came from a distinguished family and had smoked many special supply cigarettes. Although it was just one puff, he could feel that this special supply cigarette was not fake.

"Zhang Mingkui, how many of these cigarettes are there?"

"Along with the fake special supply liquor, there are three boxes in total."

"Bring them all to me. I'll transfer 100,000 to your account to help the brothers with their medical expenses. If it's not enough, let me know."

"Alright, I'll bring them to you tomorrow, Young Master Hu."

"Come, sit down and have a drink. These are dishes I specially ordered for you. By the way, investigate Zhao Xinyu's background tomorrow."

......

The Mid-Autumn Festival, a day of national celebration and family joy, was a day when most of the people in Xihanling felt uneasy.

Zhao Xinyu's home, which had helped many villagers escape poverty, was destroyed. Over ten acres of vegetable fields were half-ruined, the house was burned down, and his beloved Heifeng was beaten to the brink of death.

Villagers who rushed over in the morning looked at the devastated courtyard, each one filled with anger. Many of them had returned to the village to run agritourism, and their vegetables mostly came from the courtyard. Compared to the market price, Zhao Xinyu only charged them half the price.

Now that the courtyard was destroyed, it cut off their source of income. If they knew who did this, they would beat the culprits to a pulp without Zhao Xinyu even saying a word.

In the courtyard, the villagers saw Zhao Xinyu sitting under the grape arbor, his eyes bloodshot, his hair matted with morning dew. They all knew that Zhao Xinyu had not left the courtyard but had sat under the grape arbor all night.

Seeing Zhao Xinyu's condition, every villager felt heartache. They spontaneously went to prop up the trampled tomatoes and cucumbers, picking up the undamaged ones from the ground...

Photos and videos of the incident in the courtyard were uploaded to the internet, and in a short time, many people gathered in front of the courtyard.

On the internet, countless people demanded a thorough investigation of the culprits...

"Zhao Xinyu, Grandpa has already made a call. I'm sure the culprits will be found soon. You can't stay here anymore, come to our house," Du Mengnan, who had rushed over, suddenly felt a wrenching pain in her heart when she saw Zhao Xinyu's condition.

Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and smiled faintly, "I have lunch plans with Han Li and the others. Go to the agritourism place. Thank Grandpa for me."

Du Mengnan sighed softly and looked around, "Where's Heifeng?"

"I sent him to a pet hospital. He'll be back in a while. By the way, since you know a lot of people, can you help me find a decent construction team, preferably one that specializes in ancient-style architecture?"

Du Mengnan nodded, "Actually, your house should have been demolished long ago. You just didn't want to. Now, you have no choice but to rebuild it. By the way, Yumei and the others don't have your phone number. They asked me to say hello to you."

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "They're worried about not being倾国倾城吧."

Zhao Xinyu's words made Du Mengnan laugh, and she lightly punched his shoulder, "The courtyard is in such a mess, and you can still laugh?"

"Grandpa said, these things are just external possessions. They don't come with you when you're born and don't go with you when you die. Before I came here, I had nothing, sleeping in a concrete pipe every day. I still managed to get through it. Mengmeng, I'm fine here. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival today, your family must be busy."

"Are you really not coming to my house?" As she said this, a hint of expectation appeared in Du Mengnan's eyes.

"No, there are so many people helping here, I can't just leave. Wait a moment, I'll give you something good," Zhao Xinyu said, getting up and heading into the vegetable field.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Xinyu returned mysteriously, holding a wine jar covered in mud.

"Zuiling," Du Mengnan frowned. She thought this guy would give her a surprise, but it turned out to be Zuiling.

"I'm giving it to you." Zhao Xinyu didn't explain.

In a luxurious villa, Hu Zhenyu's brows were furrowed. He received a message that the incident from yesterday had been uploaded to the internet, putting immense pressure on the police.

What troubled him was that Du Gang, the low-profile leader of the Du family, had specifically called to demand a resolution with a deadline.

Thinking about the special supply cigarettes he smoked yesterday, Hu Zhenyu wondered how this penniless guy with no background could be related to the Du family.

While he was thinking, Zhang Mingkui brought over three boxes of special supply cigarettes and liquor. Seeing the three boxes of special supply cigarettes and liquor in front of him, Hu Zhenyu was certain that Zhao Xinyu must have some close relationship with the Du family, otherwise, he wouldn't have so many special supply cigarettes and liquor.

"Young Master Hu, the brother I sent to check the situation just called. Du Mengnan went to that guy's place, and they seem quite intimate."

With just those words, Hu Zhenyu's face turned ashen, "Damn bastard, he's courting death."

"Young Master Hu?"

"Zhang Mingkui, I just received a message. The places you took care of yesterday are not reliable. Find a few brothers to go in first. I'll bring them out in a while, and each one will get 50,000 for resettlement."

Zhang Mingkui's eyes narrowed, "Is that Zhao Xinyu...?"

"Don't worry about it. Just find a few tight-lipped brothers to go in. The rest is up to me."

......

At the Du family residence, Du Gang saw his granddaughter return with a wine jar and looked behind her, but saw no sign of Zhao Xinyu.

"Mengmeng, where's that Zhao Xinyu kid?"

"There are many people helping in the courtyard. He can't leave. Several families are having lunch at the agritourism place, so he won't come over."

Hearing this, Du Yongchang, who was sitting on the sofa, let out a sigh of relief. Although his father always spoke highly of Zhao Xinyu, he always felt that a rural kid from the mountains was not on the same level as their Du family.

"This is Zuiling?"

Du Mengnan shook her head, "The wine jar is different. It doesn't seem to be Zuiling." At that moment, she remembered that after the grapes matured and the number decreased, Zhao Xinyu had mentioned making wine from the grapes.

Thinking of this, Du Mengnan placed the wine jar on the table, removed the mud seal, and when she opened the lid, a sweet aroma of wine filled the air. Everyone in the living room, including Du Shichang and Du Yongchang, turned to look at the wine jar on the coffee table.

"Mengmeng, it's wine, and it smells great." Du Shichang got up and walked over.

Du Mengnan nodded, "This is the wine Zhao Xinyu made. I don't know how it tastes."

"Let me try." Du Shichang went to get some glasses.

The moment the wine was poured into the glasses, everyone in the Du family was stunned. The wine had a color like a purple gem, clear and translucent, with a faint luster. Unlike the wine they were familiar with, this wine had a high viscosity, similar to aged wine, and the wine that clung to the glass formed droplets like embedded purple diamonds, sparkling and clear. The aroma was rich and heavy.

"Let me taste it," Du Gang eagerly took the glass of wine, took a sip, and closed his eyes.

The taste was smooth and fresh, like the finest down, smooth and sweet without any sourness or spiciness, and not overly sweet.

Although the wine had entered his stomach, the lingering fragrance remained on his lips and teeth, and the breath he exhaled had a grape scent.

After a long while, Du Gang slowly opened his eyes, "Top-notch wine, much better than Bordeaux or Romanée-Conti."

Du Yongchang and Du Shichang's eyes narrowed. The Bordeaux and Romanée-Conti mentioned by Grandpa were among the world's top wines. Now, Grandpa was comparing them to inferior wines, leaving them speechless.

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