The second time they were on a plane, the kids were still very excited.
Lu Erxiong was fidgeting as if a needle was poking his seat, unable to sit still, he leaned against the window, eagerly watching the white clouds below. After a while, he turned to Feng Qingxue and said, "Mom, when I grow up, I also want to fly a plane!"
Seeing that Feng Qingxue didn't respond, he repeated loudly.
Feng Qingxue was busy putting the few bottles of Maotai wine provided on the plane into the suitcase, wrapping them in clothes they weren't currently using to keep them apart and prevent them from breaking.
She planned to collect these wines; even if she didn't care for the minor appreciation, they would still be impressive to serve to guests in the future.
Some things from ancient to modern times cannot necessarily be bought with money.
