Strange Anecdote of Sister Lin [Comprehensive]

The wine container is a pottery urn that is rarely used in today's era. The material is ordinary, but the shape is round and the lines are smooth and full. There are two exquisite sticks with green bamboo leaves hanging on the mouth of the urn. "Three characters, and a small number of lines in the side note, one is: "Happiness comes thousands of miles, and the spring breeze is always a family. There is only wine in Yichun, and it always stays in the years." .You can enjoy fine nectar, but it’s nothing more than intoxicating joy.”

"It turns out that the name of the wine made by the fourth lady is 'Hantanqing'?" Tunfo pinched the stick between two fingers and glanced at him. He raised his eyes and saw Xie Sheng staring at him thoughtfully, and immediately added nonchalantly, " Fourth Miss is very good at brewing wine, few people don't know about it."

Just as he was about to ask the other party how he knew that the wine was made by Huai Xun himself, he was blocked back, and Xie Sheng stopped talking.By the way, Tunfo heaved a sigh of relief, but seeing that he still didn't intend to leave, he smiled slowly and said: "It's been a long time since you and I have had a good time together, if you don't want to part with it, why don't you borrow flowers to offer Buddha now?" , get rid of these two urns of wine?"

Thinking of the intoxicating sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance from that glass of wine, Xie Sheng's Adam's apple twitched, and he said decisively: "The one who gave you is yours, father, mother and Teng Xielang are waiting for me to have dinner together. "

Tunfo raised his hand and sent him out the door himself.After calculating that it was almost time for dinner, he ordered a few commonly eaten dishes on the optical brain, and after a while, the food delivery robot happily came in with the food.The small stove in the Ghost Clan Canteen tastes good, but there are so many tricks going back and forth, eating it for many years is not only tasteless, but also rigid and boring.But Tunfo didn't seem to feel these things. He still ate a little of everything as before, so he picked up an extra chopstick and ate a piece. After successfully relieving the emptiness in his abdomen, he handed over the leftovers. I let the robot clean up, but I want to continue working hard.But as soon as he turned his head, he saw the wine urn placed on the desk by Xie Sheng. The round and plump pottery urns were lined up on the left and right. In the slightly dim light, they looked like two soft pupils .

Tunfo was startled, and walked forward, slowly caressing the delicate wall of the wine urn, as if he was caressing a perplexing puzzle.

Palace of Earth Feather.

A series of delicacies are listed on the table, accompanied by elegant flowers and colorful small fountains, which is really exciting.Yinzheng Zhuwu and his wife Jiufu, Tengxielang and his wife Yuanyao, Yinyintingwu and his fiancée Biejian Kuanghua, Shesheng and Huaixun brothers and sisters were divided into two sides of the long table. The sign of prosperity.

The wine that goes with the meal is a special product of the Xie clan. It is sweet and strong. It is said that the famous interstellar sommelier Qiqiao Shentuo once bought a bottle at a high price and blended it with ten times the volume of light wine. After two or three drinks, he was so drunk that he talked nonsense.However, the demons who have achieved success in the three alien races dare not try this wine lightly without using the demon energy to dissolve it. One can imagine how strong it is.Of course, for those present at the meal, it is not difficult for luck to dissolve the mere alcohol.Xie Sheng toasted Teng Xielang again and again, relying on the strong presence of the bitter aroma of the wine, he barely dispelled a bit of the cloying sweet-scented osmanthus nightmare from his consciousness.

Although Ying Wu's drinking capacity is not low, he always advocates restraint and does not drink excessively. He was immediately overwhelmed by Xie Sheng's continuous posture of drinking one after another: "Third brother is really enjoying drinking tonight." Anyway, there is no need to worry about drinking. Drunk, Zhu Wu felt more refreshed when he saw his young son drinking like water: "Isn't this just right? Come on, Xie Sheng, Teng Xielang, Ying Wu, don't stand still, the three of us should also drink well How many cups!"

Seeing that Ying Wu was speechless, Huai Xun couldn't help but secretly smiled for a while, and sent a voice transmission to Ying Wu: "Xie Sheng took wine to desensitize. At that time he came to me for a drink, I didn't take advantage of him, just When pouring the wine, he intentionally magnified the smell of osmanthus, which he is most impatient with, by ten thousand times, so that for the next few days, everything he smells will smell of osmanthus."

Xie Sheng's sense of smell has been so sensitive since he was a child...

Ying Wu clenched his fist to cover his mouth, coughed twice, the corners of his mouth raised up uncontrollably, and said via voice transmission: "Naughty."

The final therapeutic effect of alcohol desensitization therapy is an unprecedented drunkenness. Even if all the facts are resolved by the devil energy in time, Ke Shengsheng still feels dizzy, and it seems to fade away early. Sleep in a little, seemingly unchanged package of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

At the moment when he was about to lose consciousness, a thought suddenly floated in his mind: "Daiyu hasn't said good night to my followers..." He sat up straight and fumbled to send "good night" to Daiyu. The attached picture is Some time ago, under her command, I pressed Lei Lang's super silly expression pack with tongue out and head tilted.

He "jumped" into the cloud-like soft bedding, this time he really fell asleep.

When she was so drowsy that she didn't know what night it was, Baoyu had a dream that had lingered in the middle of the night countless times over the years.

The back view of the father leaving without nostalgia, the mother's slumped sideways in the easy chair, and the milky cry of the "sister" who came out of nowhere.Rolling black clouds with electric vines, rootless islands hanging in the air, slender and swaying floating bridges, there is lonely hopelessness on the other side of the bridge, and hopeless loneliness on the other side of the bridge.

Dressed in a gorgeous and formal dress, with a memorial-like blessing, he delivered his beloved rose to the arms of another man with a blurred face, and then turned around with a smile.

The high tomb casts a long shadow as black as the wings of a devil. The tomb has a door, and inside the door is a coffin as red as blood. Inside the coffin lies a plump and beautiful woman.He leaned forward calmly and lay down with the woman.Her body was cold, like a bone that had been severely frozen.He and she each stretched out an indistinguishably cold hand, and closed the coffin lid.

The last faint and illusory light was cut off, and in the dull and decisive closing sound, the woman's voice was very familiar, as if he and the other party had gone from youth to youth, and then slowly from youth to middle age, but No matter what period of time it is, it is as cold as the white mist exhaled on a cold winter night: "Our eyes tell each other that we are all in love with the same impossible person. Tell me, is this impossible enough to support us? Live the rest of your life?"

"When the day comes when there is no hope, shall we start all over again?" he said, "It's a deal..."

Across the quiet darkness, two dewy hands clasped together.

The eyeballs moved subconsciously under the cover of the eyelids, and Baoyu struggled to regain a bit of consciousness in the biting cold, and he supported himself with that bit of consciousness, showing a tired and self-deprecating smile.

"Just like this, turn off the heat after frying, pour a little Yokobi mushroom sauce, cover the pot, let it taste naturally in the residual heat, then take it out and put it on a plate, garnish with a few bright and exquisite fruits—— That's it." Baochai explained and demonstrated by himself.The whole process is as smooth as clouds and flowing water. It seems that every step is extremely simple, but it is not the case when you try it yourself.

Daiyu followed suit for a few minutes, and then wisely chose to give up: "I'll just watch from the sidelines. As far as I can bake those small cakes over there with my skills, that's the limit. Don't give them to Sister Bao. Add to the chaos."

"You can do whichever you think is convenient. I have known you for many years, and this is the first time I have eaten something made by you. Baoyu does not have such a blessing." Baochai skillfully selected beautifully shaped fruits and placed them on a plate. With a narrow smile, "Tell me, if I eat all the little cakes you made before he comes back, will he regret it so much?"

Daiyu said: "I'm used to eating delicacies made by sister Bao on weekdays. Baoyu is rare for my little craftsmanship!"

The two were talking about each other, when suddenly a piercing reminder sound burst from Baochai's portable brain, Baochai glanced over, and the smile on his face froze.

"What's wrong?" Daiyu sensed that she was not in the right mood, but Baochai just stood there dumbfounded and did not answer her question.There was a sharp reminder sound, shaking one after another, and after a while, the communication frequency band was automatically connected, and the urgent voice burst out, almost immediately filling every corner of the kitchen filled with the fragrance of food: "Xue Baochai Ma'am, please go to the police station immediately. The police on duty found the body of your husband Jia Jue just now at the Qianshui Lake in the Prison God District."

The author has something to say: Baoyu took the lunch box, that's all.

In addition, "Happiness comes thousands of miles, and the spring breeze is always a family. There is only wine in Yichun, and it always stays in the years." Quoted from Tang Xianzu's "The Story of the Purple Hairpin", "The red flowers are provoked by bees and butterflies, the wind is clear and the dew is cold. The fine wine is rewarding, it is nothing to say Get drunk and have fun." It was compiled by the author himself.These two urns of wine were brewed flawlessly in Changsheng and were ready to be given to Yijian Fengchan, and they were temporarily stored with the mountain ghost.And then, there is no more.

Yijian Fengchan became a boy who swallowed Buddha, Wuxia became Huaixun, and the two urns of Hantanqing were never sent out—and the mountain ghost also disappeared during the long wait.