Burning down my ex-husband's house! I won't raise these bastard children anymore

Gu Mobai lowered his head and stared at her, his eyes filled with fiery emotions. He suddenly hugged her in his arms and pressed his hot lips heavily against Lin Panpan's.

After a long while, Gu Mobai slowly let go and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you pleading for him?"

Lin Panpan's cheeks flushed red as she looked up at Gu Mobai and said angrily, "I'm not begging for mercy for him! If you really beat him to death, you'll go to jail. I don't want to be a widow."

Gu Mobai chuckled softly and looked at Lin Panpan lovingly. Without saying a word, he bent his arms and held her horizontally, "Let's go to Eagle's Beak Peak and stay there tonight."

Lin Panpan was embarrassed and anxious, and struggled in Gu Mobai's arms: "Are you crazy? My parents already know about our relationship. If this goes on, they will definitely find out!"

Gu Mobai kept walking, staring at Lin Panpan with burning eyes, and there was a hint of madness in his voice:

"Yes, I am crazy! From the moment I saw you being pushed down by Zhou Jun, I went crazy.

Why would that piece of shit touch you? The next time he dares to touch you, I'll kill him."

Lin Panpan looked at Gu Mobai and said:

"Gu Mobai, do you feel like there's something wrong with you?

I feel like you can't control yourself every time, especially when you see blood..."

Gu Mobai lowered his head and looked at Lin Panpan and said, "Have you figured it out? Wife, will you leave me?"

Lin Panpan looked at him speechlessly and asked, "What's going on?"

Gu Mobai hugged Lin Panpan and said, "I have post-traumatic stress disorder. Sometimes I can't control my emotions, especially when I'm excited."

Lin Panpan kissed him gently and said, "It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Gu Mobai looked at her and said, "Panpan, let's go to Eagle's Beak Peak..."

Gu Mobai carried Lin Panpan directly to Eagle's Beak Peak. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he suddenly tightened his arms and carried Lin Panpan onto the carved square table.

His dark eyes locked tightly on Lin Panpan, jealousy swirling in his eyes, and his voice unconsciously lowered: "Wife, you are not allowed to see Zhou Jun again in the future. I feel bad when I think of him coming to see you again."

Lin Panpan sighed and said:

"I really don't understand why that psychopath came to see me again.

Maybe he's having a rough time right now and is feeling really down."

Gu Mobai sneered, his voice tinged with sarcasm.

"How could he not be depressed? I heard that he is about to divorce Shen Chuxia.

The two children were also thrown to him.

Shen Chuxia packed her bags and prepared to return to the educated youth camp.

Lin Panpan raised a mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth, his voice full of disdain:

"Back then, they were so determined to do it, and we all thought it was true love made in heaven, but what happened?

It only lasted a little over a year, which is ridiculous.”

Gu Mobai's eyes darkened, he leaned forward, gently bit her lower lip, and said in an unquestionable domineering voice: "Don't think about them anymore."

His kiss fell like a violent storm, and Lin Panpan was instantly captivated. The temperature in the room rose sharply, and the two of them entangled in the night, making a fool of themselves all night long.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the house through the mottled window frames.

Lin Panpan supported her aching waist and got out of bed with weak legs.

Lin Feng's resonant voice came from outside the house: "Auntie, are you awake? Didn't you say you were going into the mountains yesterday? Are you going to the Maotai Distillery today?"

Lin Panpan glared at Gu Mobai who was still lying on the bed and replied unhappily, "Go, of course!"

The Maotai Distillery is located far away on the Chishui River in Guizhou, separated from the Northeast by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

The group first took a green train, which sped along the rails with a clanging sound. The scenery outside the window gradually changed from black soil to rolling hills.

Then we changed to a car and drove along the mountain road. The cold was gradually blown away by the moist warm wind, and what came into view were green bamboos and crystal clear streams.

In 1974, Moutai Distillery was moving forward steadily in the tide of the times.

The factory gate is not very impressive, but once you enter the factory, you will be greeted by the rich and mellow aroma of wine.

The factory building is a simple brick and tile building. Workers wearing blue work clothes and white hats are busy shuttling around in various production workshops.

In the wine cellar, rows of large brown wine vats are neatly arranged, and the workers skillfully turn the mash and steam it with smooth movements.

The newly brewed wine gurgles out from the pipe, shining with a crystal luster. The moment it is poured into the wine jar, layers of delicate foam splash up.

In the warehouse, some products have been simply labeled and are waiting to be shipped to various parts of the country.

The leader rubbed his hands enthusiastically, a smile on his face: "Dear guests, welcome, welcome, I will take you to see the wine cellar."

After that, he led everyone through the bustling production area and came to the wine cellar.

Pushing open the heavy door of the wine cellar, a strong and rich aroma of wine, which has been accumulated over the years, hits you in the face.

The interior of the wine cellar is extremely spacious, with an arched dome made of huge blue bricks. Several kerosene lamps are hung on the walls, and the faint flames sway gently with the breeze, casting shadows on everything around.

In the wine cellar, rows of wooden wine racks are neatly arranged.

On the wine rack, there are a wide variety of Moutai liquors.

The first thing that catches your eye is the 1958 "Feitian" Moutai liquor.

This type of Moutai liquor, as an important diplomatic gift, has witnessed countless important historical moments and is now a rare treasure.

Not far away, there is a bottle of "Sunflower Brand" Moutai liquor produced in 1966.

The special historical background has endowed this batch of Moutai with a unique mark of the times, as evidenced by the simple and eye-catching "sunflower" pattern on the label.

Due to its short existence and limited number of remaining bottles, each bottle is priceless.

Further in, there are several bottles of "local state-owned" Moutai liquor from 1983 to 1986.

This type of Moutai liquor adopts traditional brewing technology, has a mellow quality and classic packaging, and is highly sought after in the collector's circle.

The five big characters "Guizhou Moutai" on the bottle sticker are written in strong and powerful strokes, showing solemnity.

In the deepest part of the wine cellar, in a special glass display case, is a bottle of 1953 "Wheel Brand" Moutai liquor.

It can be called the treasure of the wine cellar and one of the earliest products of Maotai Distillery.

After years of erosion, the bottle looks a little old, but it does not diminish its brilliance.

The production is already scarce, and after decades of consumption, every time it appears at an auction, it causes a sensation in the collecting community.

"These are all treasures from our winery!" the leader proudly introduced. "Of course they're expensive, but giving them to you is definitely a very real discount!"

Gu Mobai nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over these precious wines one by one: "It really lives up to its reputation. Wife, how much do you want?"

Lin Panpan looked at the leader and said, "Which of these wines can be sold? I want them all."

"Ah? I want both, but the price is not low?"