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Xia Xun dragged A-Qing to the market to set up a stall for a few days, and sold a lot of rice wine. After deducting the principal, he actually made some small money. Afterwards, Xia Xun divided the money into two, and used half of it to make rice wine In the middle of it, he directly bought some turbid wine, mixed it with lime, processed it into sake, and sold it, because he was afraid that people in the city would see his speculative ways, so he went to a farther place to sell it, and he made more money after going back and forth. .In early autumn, when the weather gradually turned cold, he stopped the rice wine business and specialized in reselling sake, and his money gradually became richer.Then he took some money to discuss with Xiao Xingchen about renovating the room he used to live in, and hired an old carpenter to divide the room into two big and small rooms with wooden boards, and the smaller room was used as A-Qing's boudoir. A bed was prepared for her, and a small wardrobe was built, so A-Qing could no longer sleep in the coffin.The Taoist leader didn't mind sharing a room with Xia Xun, so Xia Xun asked the carpenter to dismantle the original broken bed, and collect the available wood to make a Datong shop.

When the osmanthus tree in the backyard sprouted flowers like rice grains, Xia Xun bought new quilts for each of the three of them.

When Xia Xun promised that if he got the money again, he would add two sets of beautiful floral clothes to A-Qing, the little girl couldn't help but blush.

Afterwards, A-Qing and Xia Xun spoke differently.

The so-called cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed, which is probably the case.

At that time, only two jars of rice wine made by Xia Xun were sold. A-Qing asked him why he didn't sell it anymore. He smiled and said, "Save it for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we can drink it ourselves during the reunion dinner!"

The flowering period of sweet osmanthus is not long. If it encounters wind and rain, it will all wither in an instant. Xia Xun counted the days and waited for the flowers to bloom. As soon as the flowers bloomed, he quickly grabbed some and soaked them in well water and sprinkled them into rice wine, so the rice wine became a simple Osmanthus wine.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, after some dinner, a real blind man, a fake blind man and a lame man sat on the excessively high threshold of Yizhuang to watch the moon. Xia Xun took out two jars of specially made rice wine and invited Xiao Xingchen to drink together. Chen smiled at first but was not ready to take it.

Xia Xun hurriedly said: "I promise this time it won't be as sweet as before, you should try it, Daoist."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Xingchen took a sip from the wine glass and asked, "You added sweet-scented osmanthus to it."

Xia Xun replied yes.

A-Qing got excited when she heard this, and clamored for a drink. Xia Xun poured her a glass. After she drank it, she felt it was sweet, refreshing and fragrant. It was even more memorable than the first taste, so she wanted to drink it again. Ask for a drink.

Xia Xun let her drink three cups and didn't plan to give it to her, but the little girl refused, and heard Xia Xun say that although the alcohol content is not high and the taste is sweet, children can't drink alcohol, it has been an exception I drank several glasses for you, and when I absolutely can't drink any more, I simply fumbled on the ground like a puff, and when I touched the wine jar, I lifted it up and drank it.

When Xia Xun was about to snatch it away, she had already swallowed several mouthfuls and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a child."

Xiao Xingchen listened to their bickering and laughed beside him, but he didn't intend to interfere in their affairs.

Xia Xun spoke to A-Qing Luoluo again, but Xiao Xingchen suddenly asked him, "Is your foot well done?"

Xia Xun stomped his feet and replied casually, "Anyway, it doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that walking is not as smooth as before."

Xiao Xingchen nodded, with a trace of regret on his face.

Xia Xun hurriedly said, "Ah, I didn't see Dao Chang dancing with his sword that day. It's a pity. A-Qing said every day that Chang's sword dances so well, it's so handsome!"

After all, A-Qing's drinking capacity is light, and her alcoholic strength is a bit strong, but she still replied, "I, when did I say that I was so handsome that I cracked the sky, don't add fuel and vinegar!"

Xiao Xingchen said: "If you really want to watch it, it's okay to show you a dance set some other day."

Xia Xun hurriedly said: "Why do you need to change the day, I think today is very good."

Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and finally answered a good word.

Without the slightest procrastination, the Taoist priest tapped the threshold with his toes, and flew lightly into the rather spacious vestibule of the Yizhuang.

The bright moon was in the sky, the breeze was blowing slowly, Xiao Xingchen was dressed in white clothes, and his body seemed untouched by the world. He just stood there quietly, which made the bright moon in the sky dim by three points, and lost a little of its brilliance.

Bright moon, clear wind and dawn stardust.

Oh, it really deserves such a title.

Xia Xun's heart moved, he held his breath, Xiao Xingchen had already sacrificed Shuanghua.

The moment the world-famous sword was unsheathed, the sword energy was like a light, and the silver light scattered. Xiao Xingchen was sometimes light like a swallow flying up and down; Usually, you have to go back with the wind at any time.

Xia Xun didn't dare to blink his eyes.

When Shuanghua was finally put into the sheath of the sword, Xia Xun's heart was still pounding. He thought it was a shock and couldn't help clapping his hands.

When Xiao Xingchen got closer, he realized that there was a lot of sweat on Dao Chang's forehead.

He knew in his heart that the Taoist priest was performing very seriously and hard for me, I was so moved that tears were about to flow down, and he said: "The Taoist priest dances so seriously, isn't he afraid of being stolen by me? "

Xiao Xingchen gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied: "Then should you go and redeem your sword first?"

Xia Xun snorted, and immediately felt a little tongue-tied, but at the same time felt a little itchy, what Xiao Xingchen said meant that I wanted to learn swordsmanship from him, and then worship him as a teacher, isn't it impossible?

"Boom..."

Xia Xun was still thinking about it, but suddenly realized that A-Qing fell headfirst on his lap, and the little girl was indeed still drunk.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Xingchen also noticed something strange.

"A-Qing is asleep." Xia Xun said helplessly, "I'll carry her into the room and go to sleep."

Xiao Xingchen remained silent, and when Xia Xun lifted the little girl up, he suddenly let out an inaudible laugh and sighed, "I think A-Qing seems to like you very much."

Xia Xun didn't think about it, he said casually: "I treat her so well, shouldn't she like me?"

Then he sent A-Qing back to the house, and when he settled the little girl, watching the moonlight shining through the window on A-Qing's flushed cheeks, Xia Xun realized what Xiao Xingchen meant, and said to himself, "Wow!" groove!Sister, are you the kind who likes me?

No, absolutely not, how can you fall in love early, I have to educate you tomorrow.

The author has something to say:

I remember when I was reading a teasing post, a girl said that A-Qing might like Xue Yang, so... She used it as a meme.