Splendid in bag

Chapter 19

Lao Liu has been on vacation in Hainan Island for a long time, and no one cares about him, so he will naturally be angry.

Lewis also thought about the face of the old man, so he called Lao Liu and asked him how he was.

"You still know how to ask me!" Old Liu said angrily, "Is your brother dead?"

"We miss you very much," Lewis said. "Are you having a good time in Hainan Island? If you are happy, you can enjoy it slowly. But it's not good for a long time, after all, home is here."

Old Liu snorted coldly: "Do you still know that there is me as a father? I thought you would be very happy when I left!"

"It's not like that," Lewis said mildly. "We're all missing you."

"Humph!"

Lewis knew that the steps were almost built, so he put out the last "finishing touch": "After all, you are the head of the family."

"The head of the family", these four words have magic power for Lao Liu.

Lao Liu was willing to come back because of these four words, and Lao Liu ran away in anger because of these four words.

For an aging machismo whose energy and power are on the decline, nothing is more important than "control".

His anxiety is largely due to the loss of "control".

He can no longer control the company, nor can he control the family.

This is his worst nightmare.

It is also for this reason that he likes to control everything and marry a submissive wife.

He just didn't expect that the docile Miss Lambert also had her own will.

Lambert could put up with him because it was her decision.

When she decided to leave, she was also determined.

Lambert drove the pink car he had given her when they got married, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed into the sea.

This car is a special edition. Lambert said he liked it at the time, and Lao Liu said: "If you like it, buy it! You are a princess!"

It turns out that this pink princess dream is like pink bubbles, beautiful and dreamy, but untouchable.

Once touched, it will dissipate.

The pink car crashed into the blue water, and a flaming red sunset sank along with her soul.

"My child's mother is gone." Lao Liu stated to the police, "How did she die? You want to die yourself."

Find yourself dead.

This is Lao Liu's summary of Lambert's depression and suicide.

By luck or misfortune, Lewis was not present when Lambert committed suicide.

Lambert committed suicide at a resort called Wanzhao Island.At that time, Lambert's depression was very serious, and the doctor suggested that she go to a beautiful island to recuperate.As a result, she died there.

When the news came back, Lewis, who was only 16 years old, couldn't accept it.

"Mom...why did you die?" Lewis' hand holding the phone was trembling.

The father's voice was very calm: "Everyone is mortal."

Lewis choked.

The father added: "Besides, your mother's illness is already very serious. This is expected. It just depends on the time."

Lewis didn't know what to say, but felt a bone-chilling chill.

He couldn't sleep all night.

Father naturally didn't know, he was still staying at Wanzhao Island, saying that there was still a swimming event there, and he would come back after watching it.

And Liu Xiusi, who was studying abroad in college, rushed back.

When Liu Xiusi came back, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

The house was quiet.

Liu Xius followed the oak stairs to the wine cellar.

At this time, the wine cellar should be empty, but he saw Lewis' figure.

Lewis looked haggard, dazed, wrapped in a gray-blue cashmere blanket.

"What are you doing?" Liu Xiusi said suddenly.

Lewis saw the figure of Hughes, his body shook, and he forced a smile: "Brother, why are you back?"

"My mother passed away, how could I not come back?" Liu Xiusi said.

Lewis said with difficulty: "However, her body...has not been sent back."

Hughes said, "I'm here to see you."

Lewis looked at Hughes puzzled.Hughes walked to his side and asked, "How did you come to the wine cellar?"

"I want to try drinking," Lewis said.

"This is really an irrational attempt. You are not yet an adult." Hughes looked at the glass in front of Lewis. It was a short, cylindrical glass with brownish-yellow liquid left in it.Hughes stretched out his hand, picked up the glass, drank the remaining liquid in the glass, looked up and smiled, and said, "This is whiskey. Do you know whiskey in a whiskey glass?"

This sounded like teasing.

Lewis frowned: "I think Dad drinks like this...you drink like that too."

Hughes said, "Isn't it delicious? Don't you feel choked?"

Lewis said nothing.

"This is not suitable for beginners." Hughes reached out and held Lewis' fingers, "Your hands are very cold, don't drink cold wine."

Lewis narrowed his eyes and said, "You think I'm a kid, don't you?"

For the first time, Lewis spoke to his brother in a confrontational tone.

Hughes didn't seem to be offended, he just said: "Drink something hot!"

"Hot whiskey?"

"Irish coffee, ever heard of it?" Hughes said.

Hughes made half a cup of hot coffee, poured another half cup of whiskey, threw two sugar cubes into it casually, moved to Lewis, and said, "Although the name is Irish coffee, it's actually a cocktail. .There are not many people who can drink the cocktail I made myself, so you have to try it.”

Lewis saw that Hughes didn't look like bartending at all just now, it was just mixing two drinks together and adding some sugar.

However, Lewis still took the hot cup of Irish coffee and took a sip. What he got in his mouth was a wonderful taste. The mellow aroma of coffee mixed with the burnt aroma of high-quality whiskey, malt flavor, and the faint aroma of tobacco , It seems that it is a kind of mixed heating, rushing into Lewis's heart.

Lewis hadn't had much alcohol at the time, so drinking a cup of Irish coffee like this was equivalent to drinking half a cup of whiskey. As soon as he went down, he felt that his cold fingertips were warmed up again, and he felt sleepy after a while.

It was as if his body just remembered that he hadn't had enough sleep for a long time.

He wrapped the cashmere blanket around his body tightly, leaned on Hughes' body, and fell into a deep sleep.

Similar to whiskey, Hughes also has a mixture of smoke and sweetness.

Lewis closed his eyes and fell asleep in the complex fragrance.

Half asleep and half awake, Lewis seemed to hear low sobs in his ears.

Lewis is not the only young son who lost his mother...

Afterwards, Lewis went to the bar and also tried some Irish coffee.The bartender has a lot of tricks in concocting cocktails, there are baking cups and whipped cream, and the process of making a cup of Irish coffee is as delicate as a flower arrangement, not as casual and rough as Hughes.But when I drank it, I always felt that something was missing.

Shao Dangui called and asked Lewis if he had any scents to add?

Lewis thought for a long time before answering: "Caramel, coffee, smoke, whiskey."

Shao Dangui was silent.

Lewis asked, "Is it difficult?"

"No, not at all. I didn't say anything just because I was busy taking notes. I'm also a little surprised that you suddenly spoke so carefully." Shao Dangui said, "Ferugreek is naturally present in cured tobacco, wine, In coffee. It is also a kind of food spice, which can be added to whiskey, cotton candy and coffee. It can simulate the smell you mentioned. I will try it first... I will tell you when I am finished."

Lewis smiled and said, "But wouldn't it be strange? In the front is the cold grass smell, in the middle is the scent of flowers, and in the end is the smell of tobacco and alcohol."

"Hmm...haha, it's true that the relationship with the swimming pool is getting farther and farther away." Shao Dangui joked, "But it's not surprising, it's pretty good. The smell is so cold at the beginning, but at the end it smells so warm of tobacco and alcohol , I believe it will be very interesting. Besides, if you do it like this, it will be very manly. I think your memory may also have something to do with men."

Lewis' heart suddenly fluttered and jumped, like a fish suddenly jumping out of the colorful coral, no one expected it.