"Hey, why is this kid still like this? Ah Rui, you're his brother, why don't you teach him a bit?"
Zhao Guozhong shook his head, putting on an elder's airs.
Chen Rui laughed and said, "What's so good about smoking? If I could quit, I wouldn't smoke either."
"He just doesn't know what's good. Here, let me light that for you."
Zhao Guozhong eagerly lit the cigarette for his nephew Chen Rui, making him somewhat embarrassed.
In fact, he of course didn't like this uncle who always came to their house freeloading, but since he only had this one uncle, and his mother had only this one brother, he, as the eldest son, couldn't just turn his uncle away like his younger brother might.
Once the cigarette was lit and he took a drag, he actually tasted a hint of ginseng.
"How about it? Not bad, huh?" Zhao Guozhong asked with a smile.
"Not bad, it has a ginseng flavor."
"Definitely, when you're tired, smoking a ginseng cigarette not only revitalizes you but also strengthens the body."