withered prosperity

One moment he was secretly happy, but the next moment these three words struck Yan Hai's eyes like a thunderbolt.

What am I talking about?he thinks.

What did I say to Yunji just now?

Why do I get carried away every time he pretends to me?

I have been waiting for him all these years, and he clearly knows that I have been waiting for him, just because he sees me as pitiful, so he asked me to hold his hand and show me some good looks!

I was so excited about such a small thing, and said those words that seemed to beg for sympathy... After so many years, I am still so worried about gains and losses in front of him, like a fool who just fell in love.

"What are you doing?" Yun Ji followed his gaze and saw the plaque.

But he only took one look and then looked back.

Yan Hai stood there looking a little lost.

This person is always like this, inexplicably happy, inexplicably in a daze, and doesn't understand at all!

"Let's go." He stretched out his hand to grab Yan Hai's arm.

"Did you forget?" Yan Hai raised his head and looked at him: "My mother is the singer in Shaohuafang, I told you."

"I know."

"Didn't you promise me to go to a place and fetch something for me?"

"Yes."

"There is a yard here, and a big pear tree is planted in it. The things I want you to fetch are under that tree."

"Here?" Yun Ji looked again: "This is just a Qufang."

He originally thought that Yan Hai's request would be more difficult, at least it should be impossible for ordinary people...

"You just heard me sing a song, are you going to fight for me?" Yan Hai shook his head: "This is enough."

"It seems to be in the west." After speaking, he identified the direction and walked to the side alley.

Yun Ji followed silently.

"Can you take me up there?" Yan Hai stood in an empty alley, looking up at the high courtyard wall. "I'm afraid I'm looking at the wrong place."

"Okay." Yun Ji walked to his side and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Yan Hai burst out laughing with a "puchi", and Yun Ji withdrew his hand immediately.

"I'm just ticklish." Yan Hai quickly apologized to him. "Can I switch places?"

Yun Ji first pinched his arm, feeling uncomfortable, and then grabbed his shoulder.

Seeing his clumsy and stiff movements, Yan Hai smiled again in a blink of an eye, his eyes reflected the lights in the distance, flickering slightly.

A fool is a fool!he thinks.

The only person in this world who makes me want to laugh when I see him is the one in front of me.

Yun Ji hugged his shoulders and led him up the wall of Shaohuafang.

Shaohuafang is the premier opera house and qufang in Shanghai. Many of the masters of quyi are naturally different from those places called songfang but actually restaurants and brothels. Except for the beautiful stage in the center, all the courtyards are well-built. Quaint and elegant.

"When my mother was still there, Shaohuafang was still the property of the Xie family, and I don't know whose hands it has fallen into now." Yan Hai stood on the top of the wall and looked around, then pointed to an unlit place in the west. Said in a remote corner: "That's the yard."

In late spring, most of the flowers on the century-old pear tree have withered, leaving only sporadic white dots on the branches.

"If it's in full flowering season, the tree will be full of pear blossoms pressing down on the branches, it should be a good view." Yan Hai stood under the tree, stepping up to reach the lowest branch, but it was still two or three knuckles away.

He was about to give up, but the branch was pressed down enough for him to break it.

Yun Ji pressed the branch with one hand, watching those fine petals falling on the man's hair and clothes, and a few more, floating into the man's skirt.

The aroma of pear blossoms seems strong and light...

"A good flower and a good moon go well with good wine." Yan Hai folded that branch into his hand, and put it in his hand to play with. "I don't know if Master Yun is willing to condescend to find a jar of good wine for us two under this tree?"

Yun Ji just slapped the ground and detected the location of the jar of wine.

Almost effortlessly, the small blue-gray wine jar was placed in front of Yan Hai.

The owner of the house seemed to have been gone for a while, but everything was still complete, Yan Hai looked around and found two wine glasses.

"Come and sit!" He sat on the ground on the porch in front of the house, patted the seat beside him to greet Yun Ji.

When the wine jar was opened, a scent of wine came out.

Yan Hai shook the wine jar, the aroma became stronger and stronger, but listening to the sound, it seemed that only half of it was left.

"This wine has been used for a long time, even if it is buried in the ground, it will gradually become less, but it will become more mellow and more fragrant." Yan Hai asked him: "Have you smelled it? Is it very fragrant?"

Yun Ji nodded.

"I know you don't drink alcohol, but tonight the moonlight is so bright, the flowers are so fragrant, and the wine is 30 years old..." Yan Hai held the wine jar and looked up at him: "Whether such an opportunity will come again in the future , you can have a drink with me!"

Yun Ji looked at him and then at the wine, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down beside him.

Yan Hai happily poured it for him.

The wine liquid is clear and light yellow, showing a moist luster in the celadon.

Yun Ji took off the mask, and took the wine glass from Yan Hai.

"I heard that in some places, people have to say auspicious words before drinking. Let's try it too." Holding the wine glass, Yan Hai thought for a while: "A glass of wine will make you happy. Wait for me to drink a thousand cups. I wish to go to the old age with you, and this life will be free from fear and worry.”

"Is this a toast?" It's not a wedding night...

"Yes, I'll be fined a glass first for my poor knowledge and nonsense." Yan Hai raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

He then poured himself another glass and raised it again towards Yun Ji.

"I'm afraid that the love is so strong that the wine will become less and less sad every day." After he finished speaking, he poured the glass into his mouth again.

This wine has been aged for a long time, it looks light but actually strong, once it enters the throat, it burns like fire, and goes straight to the chest and abdomen.He took a breath, closed his eyes and waited for the burning sensation to subside.

Then, a slight dizziness came up.

"That's enough." Yun Ji held down his hand that reached out to the wine jar again. "This wine is undiluted, and it's easy to get drunk if you drink it too quickly."

"It won't taste like this if it's mixed with other wine." Although Yan Hai's complexion didn't change, his eyes became a little brighter. "Why don't you drink? Do you dislike my wine?"

Yun Ji put the wine jar by his side before raising his glass to take a sip.

To be honest, although this wine is acceptable, it is still far from a real good wine. It's just that it has been buried for a long time, and it is indeed warmer and thicker.

When he put down his wine glass, he saw Yan Hai's expression of disappointment.

"Why don't you finish drinking?" Yan Hai asked him, "Isn't it good?"

Yun Ji hesitated for a while, but after all, he still didn't say that he didn't like drinking, so he raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

Sure enough, Yan Hai immediately became happy, put the two empty glasses together, and pushed them in front of him.

"Have another drink!"

The wine jar is actually very small, and after three or five glasses, it can't be poured out anymore.

Yan Hai turned around and found that there was not even a single drop, so he stared blankly at the glass with the wine jar in his arms.

Yun Ji felt that he might have been drunk.

"This jar of wine was buried here by my mother." He murmured, "My mother said that one night after she was pregnant with me, she suddenly dreamed that she gave birth to a daughter. She thought it was some kind of omen." The next day, she buried the jar of wine under the tree in the yard."

"She wrote the date of that day on it." He held up a piece of paper in his hand and showed it to Yun Ji.

He lifted it a little high, and almost caught Yun Ji's face, Yun Ji stepped back a little, only to see clearly that it was a seal on the wine jar.

No wonder he was so careful when he tore off this sticker just now, but the handwriting on it is completely invisible... Wait!What do you mean when you dream of giving birth to a daughter, you bury an altar of wine?

"The jar of wine we just drank." Yan Hai raised the jar of wine in his hand and said to him with a smile, "Actually, it's my dowry!"