Since ancient times, the king of sword repair

I carried the lantern in one hand and the Great Elder in the other, and came to the backyard.The Great Elder was about to take his seat, so I hurriedly stopped him, took out a small cushion from my arms and spread it on the stone bench, and "slapped" two sheets of warm babies on the Great Elder's body.

The Great Elder looked down at his patched clothes and smiled at me, "Thank you."

I said flatteredly, "You're welcome."

I sat face to face with the Great Elder and began to eat.

I talked and laughed happily with the elder, and the food was delicious. I said, "Elder, your cooking skills are really good, just as delicious as the dishes made by our aunt in the cafeteria."

The great elder didn't speak, just looked at me and smiled.

However, as I ate and ate, I always felt that something was missing.

I chewed my bones for a long time, and finally slapped my head: "Grand Elder, we didn't prepare wine!"

What's the point of life if you eat meat and don't drink alcohol!

I stood up anxiously: "Is there any supermarket open down the mountain now? I'll go buy wine."

The great elder stopped me: "Don't panic, there is wine."

He took me to the tree not far away, and said: "I have buried many pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine here, and I can dig them out to drink with them."

My eyes lit up.

As I said earlier, the Great Elder’s skill in brewing sweet-scented osmanthus wine is really unique. Before I retreated, that is, when the master and brother were still there, the Great Elder would brew a few jars every first month and bury them in the ground. They would dig them out on New Year’s Eve next year After I came out, I saw that the Great Elder hadn't mentioned this matter. I thought he hadn't brewed it again, so I didn't ask about it. Who knew that I could still drink the Great Elder's sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

The Great Elder squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to probe, I quickly stopped the Great Elder's movement: "Don't! Great Elder, your hands are so beautiful, it won't be good if you hurt them!"

I squatted on the ground, wrapped my palms with aura, and began to shave the wine. After a while, two large altars came out. I happily returned to the table with the wine, and poured a large bowl for me and the elder.

The strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus hits the face immediately.

I have drank the wine of the Great Elder so many times, but I have never smelled such a strong smell. I lifted the bowl and drank it up. The mellow sweet-scented osmanthus flavor is mixed with the aroma of the wine. It is very soft in the mouth. It's all getting warmer.

I said: "It's delicious! It's better than every time I've had it before!"

The Great Elder reached out and wiped the wine from my lips: "Just as long as you like it."

As soon as the drinks were in place, the atmosphere immediately rose.

The Great Elder and I chatted and laughed louder and louder, because I could slap the table and laugh for a long time with just a word.

In fact, when monks drink alcohol, they run around the sky while drinking to force the alcohol out of their bodies.Before these wines were placed, the Great Elder and I were no problem at all, but now both of us are not strong enough, and I am a little bit drunk between the cups, and the Great Elder's gaze is not as good as it was at the beginning clarified.

I suddenly remembered something: "The Great Elder."

The elder looked at me.

I said, "The last time we were drinking here... you still kissed me..."

"Yes." The Great Elder replied: "But in fact, I didn't want to kiss you at that time. I thought it was my dream, so I dared to kiss you."

Because I was slightly drunk, my brain was spinning a little slower than usual, and I asked without embellishment: "Grand Elder, don't you always dream about me?"

The Great Elder didn't answer, but still looked at me, his clear eyes were full of my figure.

I said, "Great Elder...you always look at me like this..."

The Great Elder still didn't speak, he smiled, reached out and raised the porcelain bowl in front of him, gestured to me, and then drank it down in one gulp.

The Great Elder's words suddenly decreased a lot, and for the rest of the time, he was just drinking.It's just that even if the Great Elder doesn't speak, I won't feel embarrassed, as long as he drinks a bowl, I will accompany him to drink a bowl.

Seeing that I was imitating him, the Great Elder drank faster and faster as if he was angry.

I was stunned, and hurried to press the elder's hand. During the activity, I knocked over my own wine bowl, and the strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus dyed both me and the elder.

The Great Elder was attracted by my movements, his eyes were still clear, but a little out of focus.

He said: "Yes, Fang Qinghe, I will always dream of you."

The author has something to say: The great elder that Xiao Fang thinks: beautiful, elegant, dignified

Actual Great Elder: Wife-staring maniac, extremely poor drinker, still a tsundere 233

Four more together!It can be regarded as thick and long, mom, I'm getting up!