"Bai Xuezi Cen" - Chapter 40: Papa Bai's Alcohol Temptation

The little girl nestled in my arms, which suddenly made me thirsty. It was then that I remembered the bottle of 1982 Lafite I had treasured in the wine cabinet, and I suddenly had an urge to drink. So I stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, took out two transparent stemmed glasses with rose patterns painted with gold powder, poured two glasses of wine, and brought them to the front of the living room, handing one to Xue'er.
As a result, my darling Xiaoxue looked at the wine with some disdain and said, "Dad, the color of this wine is really ugly. The drinks my classmates and I drink are so pretty."
I couldn't help but raise one eyebrow slightly and ask Xue'er, "Really? Tell me, what kind of drink were you having?"
"Oh, it's called Long Island Iced Tea. Although the taste is a bit strange, the color is very pretty."
Hearing Xue'er's words, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows again. This little girl, how old is she? Drinking Long Island Iced Tea? That's something only sold in bars, a mix of cola and various spirits! The name "Long Island Iced Tea" is only good for fooling this naive and innocent girl. Which little rascal tricked my precious Xue'er into going to a bar?
I asked somewhat nervously, "Girl, did you drink all that beverage? Did nothing happen afterward?"
"No, I thought that drink tasted really weird and was not good at all, so I only took one sip and then spat it out. I just thought the color was quite pretty."
The little girl shook her head, a hint of smugness in her voice, as she spoke to me. I breathed a sigh of relief, patted Xue'er's hair, and said, "Silly child, that wasn't iced tea, it was a strong liquor. You absolutely can't drink it again. Also, tell Daddy honestly, did you go to a bar with some shady people?"
"No, I was with a girl. We went out of curiosity, and we didn't dare order any alcohol, so we just ordered the Long Island Iced Tea," Xue'er mumbled.
I was a little indignant, thinking to myself, "These bars these days are so disrespectful. They clearly saw that the other party was a two-year-old girl, yet they still sold her alcohol. Aren't they afraid of causing trouble?" Luckily, my daughter is a smart child.
After Xue'er finished recounting her past "criminal acts," she stretched out her small hand and, imitating the shape of my glass, pinched the supporting part of the stemmed glass with her index and middle fingers, while skillfully encircling the body of the glass with her thumb and the other two fingers. Instead of pulling it back to her front, she turned her hand outward and gently shook it.
Xue'er's posture unintentionally revealed the charm and allure of a mature woman, and I couldn't help but stare at her for a moment.
“Dad, if you look at it this closely, the Lafite you mentioned is actually quite pretty. The color is so beautiful, it looks like a transparent red rose.”
Xue'er muttered to herself happily.
I gently comforted Xue'er, "Sweetie, try a small sip first. If you don't like it, then don't drink it."
I knew in my heart that I was blatantly seducing Xue'er at that moment.
Xue'er brought her small, fair nose close to the wine glass, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes for a moment in a blissful state. Then she said to me, "Dad, it smells so good! It smells even better than roses. I really like it."
Then the little girl lowered her head and took a big gulp, just like she would drink a beverage. But looking at Xue'er's expression after drinking the wine, I immediately knew that in her heart, the wine didn't taste as good as she imagined.
Xue'er clearly forced herself to swallow the wine, then stuck out her tongue and ran to the refrigerator. She took out a bottle of orange juice and drank it down, complaining as she drank: "Dad, what kind of wine is this? It looks so pretty and smells so good, but how can it taste so awful? It tastes worse than Chinese medicine. I never want it again."
Seeing Xue'er's adorable face, I couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling extremely happy.
"Silly girl, some wines are meant to be savored slowly to appreciate their flavor. The way you just drank it was a waste of the wine."
I explained slowly and methodically.
"So, does that mean some alcohol should be drunk like I just did?"
I piqued Xue'er's curiosity again.
“That’s right.” I set a trap once again without making a sound.
"Dad, what kind of wine is that? I want to try it. Can you take it out and show it to me?"
Xue'er took the bait as expected.
I took advantage of the little girl's complete ignorance of alcohol and tried to fool her with a cocktail.
So I walked over to the liquor cabinet, pondering my next move, and picked out a brightly colored but very strong liquor. Then I went to the bar and started preparing. Then she looked up at me with innocent eyes and asked, "Daddy, can I try this drink too?"
A thought flashed through my mind, and I suddenly remembered that when I poured the wine earlier, I unconsciously poured a glass for my daughter, Xiaoxue, as well. I knew perfectly well that Xue'er didn't drink, but I still poured her a glass. Perhaps, subconsciously, I actually hoped that Xue'er would get drunk, or that under the influence of alcohol, our relationship would undergo some kind of qualitative change.

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