In later days, his drinking mostly involved specially procured private reserves. For ordinary Erguotou, he would still need to request a couple of bottles from his own people. Eventually, they could no longer get ordinary Erguotou; they were all provided with private reserves.
Later, he developed a habit of storing these special wines in these bottles.
He treated it as reminiscing about his early days in Beijiang.
And also, commemorating his fallen brothers.
However, he had never spoken of these things to anyone.
Two people, a bottle of wine, a plate of peanuts, plus a dish of beef that Lin Xiao had hastily made in the kitchen.
After eating, Ming Yi left.
Lin Xiao, as if nothing had happened, returned to his room to be with his wife and daughter.
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The Ning family was also a family in Nan Province.
And it was a rather traditional family.
Its geographical location was in the western part of Nan Province, an area where the economy was not developing so well.
This was because Nan Province's entire layout consisted of hills and terrain on its southeastern and western sides, while the central and northern parts were plains with large rivers and lakes, offering convenient transportation.
The east and south were rich in various mineral resources. The west, apart from mountains and water, had nothing else.
Therefore, it naturally gravitated towards tourism.
Generally, tourism developed through mountains and water would only be prosperous in the areas around scenic spots, appearing more modern. Many other places still retained numerous traditional customs.
Their lives even followed old, traditional ways, and their attire was different from elsewhere.
Especially some families, who sustained themselves through their long-standing traditional industries, selling locally produced goods and consuming them locally, giving them a sense of being a paradise away from the world.
The Ning family was such a family.
Of course, the Ning family still connected with the outside world, ensuring that the entire family kept pace with the times and that no descendant would find it difficult to adapt to modern life.
The place where the Ning family resided in ancient times was generally referred to as Miao Jiang.
Among the Ning family's "Three Techniques and Six Arts," three books were about raising Gu, two were about medicine, and one was about transporting corpses.
If it weren't for the fact that many brothers buried in Beijiang had their remains scattered and lost, he would have truly wanted to use this book of his to help his brothers return to their roots.
Arriving back in this familiar place, Ming Yi alighted from the bus. The road ahead would not be easy.
However, as soon as he got off, he realized that everything here had changed.
To be precise, everything in this place had changed. Before, it was a plain cement road, and only the part the bus had just traveled on. If one were to walk from here to his home, it would be only the most ordinary dirt road strewn with stones.
Moreover, it was still a long mountain path to his home.
But now it was different. The mountain paths here had changed. They were no longer ordinary mountain paths but winding trails leading up the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, many motorcycle drivers were waiting to pick up passengers.
"Handsome, want to go up the mountain?"
The driver, with his tanned skin, called out enthusiastically to Ming Yi.
"Yes, please," Ming Yi said to the first driver who spoke, then got on the motorcycle. "To Yue Gong Shrine over there."
"No problem."
Upon hearing this, the driver immediately started the motorcycle.