My wife is number one in the world

"Although I like to make wine, I am not good at drinking. These years, I am bored by myself and prepare a little every year. There are thousands of altars of peach blossom wine in the warehouse. They are all well preserved. You can come whenever you want to drink, as long as you are not afraid of the desolation here. Just the atmosphere."

Liu Mingzhi put down his wine glass with a joyful expression: "Really? Then I won't be polite. When the time comes, you can drink up all your peach blossom stuffing and just don't feel bad!"

"What's so distressing, if you don't drink it, it must be piled up in the warehouse without seeing the light of day, like a pearl covered in dust. It's a pity that you don't drink the wine after hard work!"

"If you have no objection, I have no problem. Speaking of which, your peach blossom stuffing is so delicious, why does no one come to you to buy wine? Those drunkards can't control the taste of peach blossom stuffing, so they have to destroy your house! "

"After I settled down, you were the first person to enter this house besides me! Who would come here to buy wine and drink!"

Liu Mingzhi didn't know how many times Qi Ya had shown such a lonely look.

I was speechless for a while.

Liu Mingzhi was also helpless, he didn't know that those words would touch Qi Ya's sad past.It feels embarrassing to keep drinking without saying anything, and even more embarrassing to touch the restricted area if you are not sure about the chat.

God I'm having such a hard time.

"Sister, I really can't speak, don't take offense."

Qi Ya shook her head indifferently: "Don't worry, if it's true, I'll take everything to heart, I'd already died of anger."

"Open-minded, just be open-minded. I admire your character, elder sister. Ordinary people don't have this tolerance."

Talking about the chat, the two of them had already drunk enough to eat, Qi Ya consciously cleaned up the mess, and the gazebo became clean again.

wow wow wow......

As soon as Qi Ya put the food box on, heavy rain poured down without warning.

There was the sound of splashing raindrops all around.

"It's raining, I have to go back quickly, my lady should be worried."

"Alright, be careful on the road!"

"Thank you big sister for your hospitality, please give me an umbrella, otherwise you will have to catch a cold when you go back like this."

I don't know how the gazebo was designed and built. It was raining heavily outside, but no rainwater splashed into the gazebo, but Liu Mingzhi didn't dare to go back on foot in such a heavy rain.

The wound has just been smeared with medicinal wine, and if it is accidentally infected, it will be ruined.

Qi Ya looked up at Liu Mingzhi with her phoenix head and shook slightly: "I don't have an umbrella, I'm not prepared. Normally, I never go out when it rains. I always listen to the rain in the gazebo."

"No umbrella? You won't let me go back in the rain, Santiaojie!"

Qi Ya's expression was calm: "If you don't want to get caught in the rain, just stay here overnight!"

Liu Mingzhi stared at Gujing Wubo's Qi Ya in disbelief: "Sister, do you still want your reputation? Although we are a family, is it really good for a lonely man and a widow to stay together? What if word spreads?" Anything unpleasant, and your face will be wiped away!"

Liu Mingzhi felt helpless looking at Qi Ya, there was no one left, you, a lady of a great family, let a man stay at home, if some gossip spread, would you be drowned by spitting stars?

Liu Mingzhi has to admit that sometimes some things are really unfair to women, especially in the ancient era when the country was established by ethics.

Men visiting brothels are said to be romantic and suave, so not only will they not be insulted, but they will be praised instead.

This is something that Liu Mingzhi personally experienced.

The old man, his uncle Song Yu, and his father-in-law Qi Run, they have all met in a brothel to drink flower wine.

It is conceivable that this age is still old-hearted and young, and it is even worse than Young Master Liu before his rebirth.

At least when the old man came to Beijing, he and Song Yu shared about Lao Di's romantic affairs when he was young, but Liu Dashao, a later generation, was dumbfounded, and had to sigh that the old man really knew how to play when he was young.

To sum it up in one sentence, if a man in Dalong does not go to the brothel to have fun with prostitutes, not only will he not be praised, but he will be considered incompetent.

It is such a wonderful thing, the key is that such a fine tradition has been lost, it is really a pity.

On the other hand, if a woman gets a little bit of gossip, she will be promiscuous. Regardless of whether such behavior exists in remote places, as long as it is spread, women will be immersed in a pig cage because of their face.

Only when you can't argue with a hundred words can you truly understand what it means to be fearful.

Harsh words hurt people in June, and people's words are as cold as a sword.

It was precisely because of this that Liu Mingzhi's reaction to Qi Ya became unbelievable.

Eldest sister, you are a little flustered, okay, your indifferent expression is a bit too much!

Qi Ya looked up at the astonished Liu Mingzhi: "Is there any gossip that is more cruel than the mourning star? Whether to leave or stay is entirely up to you. If I don't force you to stay or drive away, it's a mistake!"

"That's right, you're right, it's all the fault of the moon, it's okay, who made it not come out today!"

Liu Mingzhi sighed and sat down. Looking at the pouring rain outside, he could only lament the impermanence of the heavens. The sun was still shining brightly in the morning, but it rained heavily at night.

It's a bit too fast to change face.

Qi Ya took out a plate of sandalwood from somewhere, and lit it up against the candle. Immediately, purple smoke curled up, and there was a calming smell in the air.

As Qi Ya just said, there will be heavy rain, but there will be no wind and rain.

The heavy rain hit the roof and the top of the gazebo straight, only a few water droplets splashed onto the high steps of the gazebo, which is really strange.

The fragrance spread out, smelling the scent of sandalwood, Liu Mingzhi's bored heart also became peaceful.

Well, you don't care, what else can I say, besides, it's just a mansion that looks like a ghost house, so I don't want to talk about whether I came or not, so naturally there will be no rumors.

What's more, I didn't do anything, and I was worthy of my conscience, so there was nothing to say.

"It's boring anyway, let me play music for you!"

"Okay, as long as you don't feel tired, I don't care, what's your love!"

"Qin, Se, Pipa, Guzheng, Dixiao, which instrument would you like to hear?"

Liu Mingzhi was taken aback, looking at Qi Ya's indifferent expression, he really didn't realize that the person in front of him was so versatile, he was proficient in playing the zither, pipa, zither and flute.

Liu Mingzhi calmly did not think what Qi Ya said was a joke.

Since she dared to say it, she would definitely have her own confidence, and she played quite well, otherwise she would not dare to be confident.

After pondering for a while, Liu Mingzhi said softly: "The Guqin is too formal, the Se is too traditional, I don't understand the pipa, and the Guzheng is a bit rigid, so let's use the flute or the Dongxiao. No one can afford the love of their hometown when they hear the folded willows in this nocturne. Only Only the flute and the dongxiao have this charm.”

"Hearing the folded willows in this nocturne, who can't afford the love of the hometown."

Qi Ya murmured this line of poetry, sideways took out a simple wooden box from under the low table, carefully opened the lid, and took out a silk-wrapped item.

"Heming is the name of this hole flute. Since you are not picky, I will play the flute for you. What kind of music do you want to hear?"

"Let's be cheerful."