A mountain can not hold two tigers

Lu Zheng found the wine jar and carried it over. He even took out a lighter and lit a fire.

"Second uncle Gu, you first!" Lu Zheng lit the fire and sat down, handing it to Gu shouxin next to him.

Gu shouxin glanced at him, took it, raised his head, and poured a big mouthful of water.

"Here!" Gu shouxin hadn't had such a good drink in a long time. The spiciness of the wine in his throat was very refreshing at this moment.

Lu Zheng mimicked Gu shouxin's posture and took a sip."I've often heard that men should drink and eat big mouthfuls of meat. Drink the strongest wine and eat the best meat!"

"Tsk, you're just a fifteen-year-old kid. What do you know about men?" Gu shouxin glanced at him and said.

"I'll be 16 in less than a month!" Lu Yang said.

"I'm thirty-two, twice as much as you!" Gu shouxin said.

"Hahahaha, that's right, you're my uncle!" Lu Zheng laughed, took another sip of wine, and handed it to Gu shouxin.