The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

What is the most painful thing in this world?

Tagore replied: The girl you love the most is married to someone else.

Netizen A replied: Married someone else, and invited you to the wedding.

Netizen B replied: After attending the wedding, I realized that the man was not as good as you at all.

Xue Yinsong replied: Fucking farts!

It's true, you're all married to someone else, so it's none of your business?

But this cute girl in front of you is always swaying by your side, smiling and serving tea and water, feeding and wiping, and even helping you with the potty... Shh, you have to suppress, keep suppressing, obviously full of brains What I think about is pulling, hugging, pushing, pressing, stroking, scratching, provoking, pinching, wiping, scratching, digging, digging, squeezing, bumping, thrusting, inserting, shaking, pulling, rubbing... This is the most painful thing in the world!

The things in the mind can't go deep yet, because once it goes deep into the lower body, it will change, and if it changes, it will become abnormal, and if it is a heretical little scholar, it will become suspicious... So, they are causal.

Qiu Shaoyun lived forever in the fire, Dong Cunrui blew up the bunkers... Well, today is the winter solstice, Xue Yinsong's eyebrows are stretched, the torment of the day is over, and the victory is tonight!

Father Xue cooked mutton soup early in the morning. He didn't buy dog ​​meat because he remembered that his son was going to do something wrong tonight. He drank and ate dog meat to fear that his nose would bleed, so he finally used warm mutton.

The mutton, aniseed, cinnamon, and ginger are first stir-fried in the pot to give out the fragrance, and then put water to stew. The orange peel is pressed with mutton - the old man's craftsmanship is still very good.

For dinner, there are mutton, steamed dried fish with bean drums, fried shredded radish and green vegetables with mashed garlic. In order to make the table rich and beautiful, Father Xue also fried a plate of pickles to make up the number-of course, there is wine.

The weather was a little cold, and Father Xue even burned a basin of charcoal to keep warm.As soon as the dishes were set, the snacks dragged Dad along to sniff the aroma.

Xue Yinsong smiled and beckoned everyone to sit down, coughed and raised their cups.

"First of all, I want to thank Mr. Pei. If Mr. Pei didn't show his love, I don't know where Yin Song is now wandering; secondly, I have to thank Mr. Pei. If Mr. Pei was not merciful, I would not be able to reunite with my father and enjoy the family happiness again. Again, I still want to thank you Mr. Pei, if it weren't for Mr. Pei's benevolence, father and I would not be able to live such a happy life."

These few words immediately set off the atmosphere, and the little scholar's face was baked pink and tender by the charcoal basin, and he replied with a smile: "Brother Xue is admirable, this is just a matter of effort."

As soon as the son said it, I understood it. This was hinting at the theme of today's drinking, so he immediately picked up the wine glass knowingly: "Mr. Pei, come, I will toast you too, thank you for bringing my father and son together."

In front of Father Xue and Xue Yinsong, there were only two empty bowls in front of Xiao Xiucai and Changhui, which were originally intended to be garnished with mutton soup.Now that both of them raised their glasses, Xiao Xiucai thought for a while and said, "Why don't I come to the bar too, it's cold in winter, so it's okay to have a drink."

Father Xue naturally took out the hawthorn wine he had prepared earlier to help the tiger: "This wine was originally the tiger's mother's favorite drink. It is sweet and sour, delicious and nourishes the spleen and stomach. It is perfect with this mutton!"

Xue Yinsong also intentionally warned: "Father, he can't drink, so pour less." Xiao Xiucai smiled and got into the trap: "Brother Xue, I usually drink a few sips in winter, it doesn't bother me."

"Wine is such a thing, it's good to have a small drink, and a big drink can hurt your health." Father Xue said, only to see the little scholar take a sip, and praised in surprise: "It really tastes good, Uncle Xue is a good crafter!"

It's not unreasonable for people in the Celestial Dynasty to like wine. Wine is a lubricant that can boost the mood and invigorate the atmosphere. In such a harmonious, warm and even sensational atmosphere, the little scholar was intoxicated.

It's really not his fault. His parents died early in his early years, and his life experience is as miserable as that of sister Lin. He has never felt the atmosphere where the old and the young are united together. People eat vegetables.

Of course, Changhui ate a lot without being polite, while the three adults ate and drank. After drinking for three rounds in a while, Father Xue saw that he was almost a scholar, so he didn't pour him any more wine, and only talked to his son.

The scholar was drinking happily, and urged his father: "Uncle Xue, pour me some more wine, this wine is really delicious."

Generally, people who want to drink are drunk. Father Xue looked at him a little guilty, and picked up some food with his chopsticks: "Xiucai, you are drunk, eat some food." Little Xiucai argued with a smile: "It's okay, My drinking capacity is usually half or two."

Father Xue looked at the jar, it was at least half a catty gone, so he looked at his son.Xue Yinsong patted the little scholar's hand and ate the tofu with concern, and said with the seriousness of a big brother: "Have you ever felt uncomfortable? If you want to vomit, you are drunk, don't drink any more."

"No, really not." Little Xiucai was afraid that he might change his mind if he said a few more words, so he hurriedly handed the cup to his father: "I'm really not drunk, I never feel like vomiting."

Father Xue saw that Xiucai was being touched by his son's hands, face, face, and back without realizing it, and he wanted to throw the table and yell: Beast!But as soon as their eyes met, Xue Yinsong smiled and mouthed: "little widow", so the old man obediently fetched hawthorn wine and poured it on the scholar.

Xue Yinsong finished stroking the scholar contentedly, turned around and raised his glass to his father: "My son is unfilial, I will punish myself with three glasses." He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said, "Father, I know that these years have not been easy for you. , for me, you have never continued, and there is no one around you who knows the cold and the warm, now that I am old, you should rest assured, do what you have to do, my son will definitely support you."

Father Xue silently looked at the food and wine on the table, without saying a word.

Xue Yinsong finished the second cup and said: "You have always disagreed with me, but you still succumbed to make me happy, so I am really grateful to you, from the bottom of my heart, you are a great father, I Being proud of you and making you worry about it is your son's unfilial piety, this glass of wine is an apology!"

Xue Yinsong raised his head and drank the third cup, then silently put the glass upside down on the table.

The father was obviously touched by his son, and raised his head to choke, "It's been ten years since your mother let go, and I've finally brought you up, and it's an explanation to meet your mother in the future. You don't often Say, life is too short to be content with happiness, I have figured it out now, as long as you are happy. You can live a good life with him, and being a father is also content."

The second father relaxed after a few sips of wine, and gradually began to talk intimately, and we drank a few more glasses when we came and went.

Little Xiucai hadn't had a few mouthfuls of food in front of him. At this time, the spirit of wine came up and the charcoal fire in the room was burning hot again. He rolled up his sleeves and opened his collar and muttered, "Why is it so hot? It's almost summer." Xue Yinsong looked down Looking at him, he touched his hand and said with a smile, "Father, take out the charcoal basin."

Father Xue understood the hint, put the charcoal basin into the east wing with a dark face, and then turned around to coax Changhui: "My dear, it's time to go to bed, come on, I'll take you to wash your face and feet." After leaving, Xue Yinsong looked down at Xiucai, only to see that his face was blushing, his eyes were half-closed and he was leaning against himself, and he was still muttering "Zhe Ye".

Xue Yinsong shook him lightly, and seeing that he didn't respond, he lightly stretched his long arms, picked it up and went back to the east wing contentedly.