Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 618 - 620: Let’s Talk About Life Aspirations

Chapter 618: Chapter 620: Let’s Talk About Life Aspirations

Gao Guoqiang frowned deeply as he heard Shitou say, "Great-grandpa and dad and the uncles all love drinking so much. Alcohol must, must taste better than milk or soup. I want to drink too, great-grandpa, I want some alcohol."

Gao Guoqiang made up his mind, he would quit drinking. The thought of his three-year-old and smart, adorable great-grandson wanting to drink white liquor, even hard liquor, made Guoqiang shake his head resolutely. That was out of the question.

This white liquor, this hard liquor, was no joke—a child drinking it would fry their brain.

That very day, after he gulped down some hard liquor, his head buzzed, and he knew nothing.

Thinking back on it now, Guoqiang’s heart still palpitated with fear; the feeling was just too terrifying.

Actually, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t drunk before, but back then he was young. Now, truly old, he had no choice but to admit his age. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"This liquor is poisonous. Great-grandpa ended up poisoned and had to go to the hospital for shots because of it. You can’t drink it, okay? Getting shots is very painful and there’s bloodshed too," Gao Guoqiang exaggerated intentionally, hoping to scare Shitou.

Shitou shook his head, "You don’t bleed from shots, and besides, great-grandpa still wants to drink, doesn’t he? Great-grandpa, give me money, and I will go buy it for you. The convenience store outside sells it."

Shitou reached out his hand toward Gao Guoqiang, who shook his head again and again, "Great-grandpa won’t buy it. I’m not drinking anymore from now on."

Quietly, Xia Xiao gave Shitou a thumbs up.

Feiyi boasted proudly, "This is the trick I used as a kid, and grandpa quit smoking because of it. How could I have forgotten about it?"

"It doesn’t matter, as long as your dad remembers," Xia Xiao said.

Unbeknownst to them, as soon as Shitou returned from Gao Guoqiang’s, he turned to Gao Jiaxing and to Feiyang, Feiyue, Feiyi, and Feiteng saying, "Grandpa, dad, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, I want to taste alcohol too. You guys love it so much, it must taste really good."

As soon as Shitou finished, Beibei and Xiao Shu both nodded, "Want to drink alcohol, want to drink alcohol."

Huanhuan and Lele also chimed in loudly, "Drink alcohol, drink alcohol."

Jianjian and Kangkang mumbled unclearly, "Drink, alcohol."

Gao Jiaxing: ...

Gao Feiyang: ...

Gao Feiyue: ...

Gao Feiyi: ...

Gao Feiteng: ...

Xia Xiao, Li Min, Ye Jia, Li Manzi, and Yu Jialin looked reproachfully at their men, making them feel sheepish.

Gao Jiaxing said, "Alcohol indeed isn’t a good thing; we should put it away."

"Yes, alcohol isn’t a good thing," Feiyang, Feiyue, Feiyi, and Feiteng all nodded in agreement.

Shitou then said, "My uncle once said, a man’s got to have at least one vice out of drinking, womanizing, gambling, and smoking to be a real man. Without womanizing, gambling, eating, drinking, or smoking, what kind of man is he?"

Everyone’s gaze simultaneously turned toward Feiteng, causing him to protest, "Why are you looking at me? I didn’t say it myself; I just read it online and recited it. But the saying isn’t wrong, after all, you need at least one. Of course, you can’t do womanizing. A little gambling for fun, a little casual smoking and drinking...it’s harmless."

"Let’s go talk about life and our dreams," said Feiyang and Feiyue as they hooked Feiteng’s shoulder and walked away.

You’re not wrong, but it’s not right to lead the kids astray.

"Mom, help me!" Feiteng called out toward Xia Xiao.

Xia Xiao pretended not to see; her youngest son’s big mouth indeed needed dealing with, and moreover, her oldest and second sons also knew their limits.

Gao Jiaxing added, "Don’t shout for your mom, I feel like hitting you myself."

"Daddy," Jianjian and Kangkang, who were learning to walk at the time, moved towards Feiteng—Jianjian, living up to his pet-name, fell flump on the ground. Before anyone could help him get up, he rolled over to Feiteng’s feet and hugged Feiteng’s leg.

Feiyang and Feiyue: ...

Gao Feiteng was touched, squatting down to scoop up his two sons, showering them with kisses on each side—it really felt like he was given a second lease on life.

Seeing this scene unfold, everyone couldn’t help but laugh.

Still, Gao Jiaxing reminded his sons that they should watch their language next time, out of consideration for the younger ones, to avoid setting a bad example for the children.

Xia Xiao wasn’t worried about Shitou; it was Beibei and Xiao Shu she was concerned about.

At this age, children are especially eager to learn, always imitating the adults and quickly picking up on things, these little imps full of spirit.

Once Zheng Xianghong learned that Gao Guoqiang had quit drinking, she lavished Shitou in praise, though she wasn’t too harsh on Gao Guoqiang—allowing him a small sip of alcohol each day.

But after a few days, Gao Guoqiang lost interest in drinking and gradually gave it up entirely.

It was Shitou, though, who was truly curious about the taste of alcohol, having seen Gao Guoqiang and Gao Jiaxing enjoying it so much, he wanted to try it too.

Unfortunately, Xia Xiao wouldn’t allow it, warning Shitou that alcohol could burn the brain; at best, it would make him dumb, and at worst, it could kill him. Hearing that, Shitou wouldn’t dare try.

For Shitou, who had been reborn, his brain was what he valued most now; it was his most precious asset.

"So at what age can I drink alcohol?" Shitou inquired, still curious about the flavor.

"At least sixteen, I guess. It’s okay to try a little, but drinking too much isn’t good for your health," replied Xia Xiao. One becomes an adult at eighteen but can get an ID card at sixteen, so a little taste is acceptable.

Shitou nodded and said sagely, "Anything in excess is bad."

Xia Xiao patted Shitou’s head, "Shitou, you’re really smart."

Shitou tilted his head to dodge Xia Xiao’s hand, pouting, "I’m not a kid anymore, don’t pat my head."

Ha-ha, Xia Xiao laughed, giving Shitou’s head another good rub.

Shitou’s hair was just like Gao Jiaxing’s and Feiyang’s—stiff and prickly, slightly uncomfortable to touch. But since Shitou was still young and didn’t keep a buzzcut like Gao Jiaxing and Feiyang, his hair was moderately soft, and Xia Xiao loved tousling it.

"Grandma, stop it," Shitou grumbled, nudging Xia Xiao’s belly with his head in protest, amusing her greatly.

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop messing with your hair," Xia Xiao relented.

After contemplating for a moment, Shitou seriously added, "You can only gently touch it, no rubbing. It’ll mess up my hairstyle."

Pfft, ha-ha-ha...

Xia Xiao burst into laughter once again.

"Who knew you were so vain," Xia Xiao teased.

Shitou lifted his chin proudly and quoted a classic boastful phrase, "The head can be broken, blood can flow, but the hairstyle must not be messed up."

Xia Xiao raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a smile, "The head is more important than the hairstyle, huh?"

Shitou paused, then touched his head and said, "Both the head and the hairstyle are important."

"Why be so vain at such a young age? With your looks, inherited from your parents, even a buzz cut or a chewed-up hairstyle would look good."

"Let’s skip the chewed-up look," Shitou shook his head, "I might as well get a buzz cut like grandpa and dad in the future, simple and convenient."

"You could also consider a hedgehog hairstyle."

As soon as Xia Xiao finished speaking, Shitou asked, "Like Chu Tiange’s look in ’I’m Crazy for Singing’?"

Xia Xiao was aware that Shitou, Beibei, and the rest had recently taken to watching ’I’m Crazy for Singing,’ a domestic school animation centered around music which, in her past life, she too had been quite taken with for some time.

So, with a smile tugging at her lips, Xia Xiao said, "Whatever you like."