The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

After waiting for about ten minutes, Jiang Yingyu watched An Sheng stand up and walk towards him.

"This is... the end?" Jiang Yingyu squinted one eye at An Sheng.

It seems to be much faster than he imagined.

An Sheng put his arms around Jiang Yingyu's shoulders and walked back: "Well, what else?"

Bring it food and drink.

He also finished talking about what should be said in his heart.

He brought Jiang Yingyu here today, and he didn't know if Tie Dan, a single dog, would be angry.

"Just... I thought you would cry." Jiang Yingyu said as he walked.

Although he hadn't known Tiedan for long, seeing that little grave now made him feel a little sad, let alone An Sheng.

An Sheng glanced at Jiang Yingyu, stretched out his hand and squeezed his head twice.

"I don't want to cry. It's old enough. Sooner or later there will be such a day." An Sheng said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you to dig wine."

Dig wine?

Jiang Yingyu looked at the sky, as if... there was such a thing.

He followed An Sheng through the green bamboo trees, walked ten steps and slipped six steps, finally came to the so-called forest.

"This landslide is really slippery." Looking at the small slope with only a few tree stumps left, Jiang Yingyu asked, "Have you brought any tools?"

An Sheng looked at him: "Huh?"

How to dig wine without tools?Is it a hand planer?

"Just... a shovel or something." Jiang Yingyu took a step back and looked An Sheng up and down, "Yes! You have nothing to do with your hands, so you can only dig with your hands."

Otherwise what can be done.

Only then did An Sheng understand, he smiled and pointed to the left with his thumb up: "There is a special place for a shovel, I'll get it, you stay here for a while."

An Sheng left after speaking, Jiang Yingyu looked at his back and didn't react yet.

"..." Why haven't you come back yet.

He felt that he had been waiting for a long time, raised his hand and looked at the watch, only 2 minutes had passed, tsk!

Today's sun is actually not very warm, but it will still be hot after a long time in the sun, especially because he is wearing a lot, so he stretched out his hand and tugged at the collar of the sweater.

"What's the matter?" An Sheng walked up to Jiang Yingyu with a miniature iron catalpa in his hand, and watched Jiang Yingyu scratching his neck in discomfort.

"No, it's just a little hot." He wanted to take off his down jacket.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingyu pulled his clothes and wanted to take them off, but An Sheng pulled him up again.

"You can't take it off, what if you catch a cold later." An Sheng said.

His voice is still hoarse at the moment, because he has a cold.

The temperature wasn't much higher than usual, and it was just the sun shaking. Although he felt quite hot at the moment, the wind was blowing so hard today. Don't take it off, and you haven't had a good time yet. , When the sweat on the body is dried, the head will 100% weigh a catty or two.

"Okay." Jiang Yingyu had no choice but to zip up the down jacket, looking at the small iron catalpa in An Sheng's hand, and said, "Where can I dig it? Is there a mark?"

He found that except for some tree stumps, there were basically no other places where the mark could be seen in this dark land.

An Sheng took a few steps forward, and Jiang Yingyu followed suit.

"Otherwise, how can I say it depends on luck." After An Sheng finished speaking, he paused and tied down the iron tree, "It's here."

This is too fucking casual!

Jiang Yingyu stood by and watched An Sheng dig one shovel after another, and he couldn't complain in his heart.

The main reason is that he thinks that there are ancestors who don't know how many years they have here. An Sheng is too courageous, and he is not afraid of digging.

"...how about," Jiang Yingyu said with a look of dismay, "stop digging, I..."

"Aren't you afraid?" An Sheng looked up at him while shoveling, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "What are you afraid of, I'm here."

At most, he was digging up his ancestors, and Jiang Yingyu's ancestors were not buried here.

Jiang Yingyu sighed: "No, I'm afraid that they drank the wine that had been buried for an unknown amount of time, and just kicked their legs..."

I don't know how many bacteria have entered this wine.

An Sheng stopped holding the hand of the iron catalpa, frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Jiang Yingyu and said, "I just said to bring you to dig wine, but I didn't say I want to drink it."

"That means dig it up for me to take a look at, and then have to bury it back?" Jiang Yingyu asked.

An Sheng nodded blankly: "Ah, yes."

Doesn’t the joy of wine digging lie in the process of digging!Who really dug it out and drank it, and it was still buried with the urn.

Jiang Yingyu wiped his hands on his face, okay, he is too innocent.

"Go on digging." Jiang Yingyu waved his hand at An Sheng, feeling a little helpless.

Sometimes, Jiang Yingyu felt that he and An Sheng's brain waves were really not on the same channel, and under An Sheng's pleading, he felt a little idiot.

An Sheng lowered his head and continued to dig, Jiang Yingyu stood by and watched. He watched An Sheng go from standing to squatting, and he followed from standing to squatting. The little jar that had been buried deeply was brought out.

"..." Jiang Yingyu looked at An Sheng's hands full of mud, and smiled excitedly at him like a child while holding a brown jar that was also covered with mud.

It's just silly and cute.

This jar was a little bigger than a palm, and it was obvious from a glance that it was definitely not used to hold ashes. It seemed that they were quite lucky.

"Look." An Sheng said with a smile, "This is the small wine jar we use to bury wine here. It seems to be called Nurhong on TV, right?"

...God damn girl Hong, can you be the same as others!

Jiang Yingyu hummed, but he had already complained several times in his heart.

"Are you going to bury it back?" Jiang Yingyu asked after looking around the jar of wine for 2 minutes.

"..." An Sheng turned around and glanced at the deep pit, thinking that he dug it out with great difficulty, it took time and effort, and he was a little bit reluctant, "No, I'll give it to you."

It can be regarded as commemorating the day when they left single.

Jiang Yingyu reached out to take the jar from An Sheng's hand, until there was a chill in his hand, he looked down, and saw that the mud on the jar had already stained his hand.

When he realized it, he raised his foot and kicked An Sheng, "Damn it, you tricked me!"

It's all fucking mud!

An Sheng jumped back, and ran while laughing: "Hey! Don't kick yet, wait until I fill in the hole..."

……

The two came to Jiang Yingyu's house covered in mud, just as the old lady was about to enter the house with her things. The old lady was obviously frightened when she saw the two. Not only were their shoes covered with mud, their clothes were covered with mud, their paws were covered with mud. The face is also muddy, and the most frightening thing is that the faces of the two of them are even more muddy. They must have gone into the muddy puddle!

The old lady was so anxious that the two of them quickly took off their clothes and washed them.

"No, grandma, I'll go back and wash it myself." An Sheng smiled and waved his hands, "Then I'll go back first."

After speaking, he glanced at Jiang Yingyu, and found that the guy was blinking at him.

After An Sheng left, Jiang Yingyu had no choice but to follow the old lady into the house with a jar in one hand.

"Take off your clothes and give them to grandma, wash your hands quickly," the old lady muttered, "You are such a young man, why are you still playing with mud?"

Jiang Yingyu didn't think about anything, just grinned and took off his clothes.

The old lady took the clothes and went into the house. He went to the faucet and washed the jar and his hands together before going upstairs with stiff hands.

"...This little jar is quite nice." Putting the cleaned wine jar on the desk, Jiang Yingyu took out his cell phone and took a few pictures that looked good.

He thought he should send a picture to An Sheng, but before he clicked on An Sheng's WeChat to choose a photo, his phone vibrated suddenly, and he almost threw it on the floor without him.

"Hello." Jiang Yingyu turned on the loudspeaker, picked up the small wine jar with both hands, and liked it more and more.

Xing Ke's voice came from the opposite side: "I said you have not been anywhere! I don't know if you will call back to report that you are safe!"

Ouch!

He really forgot!

He originally told Xing Ke that he would leave after breakfast, but after making a phone call with An Sheng, he couldn't bear it anymore and got into the car overnight.

He wanted to see An Sheng sooner.

Xing Ke was still in a dream when he sent the message to Xing Ke.

"What are you shouting for?" Jiang Yingyu said confidently, "I'm not too happy, have you forgotten?"

"What's the matter, is it possible that the two of you are on good terms?" Xing Ke said.

This guy, didn't he have no surprises at all?

"Can you let me talk?" Putting the jar on the table, he picked up the phone and hung up the speaker, and put it next to his ear.

Xing Ke asked again sensiblely: "Ah, what's the matter, it made you so happy that you forgot about me."

It's really enough to save face, Jiang Yingyu smiled.

"Oh," he sighed heavily, before he said, "Last night... I left our team of single dogs, brother, take care."

"Damn it, you bastard," Xing Ke laughed angrily at his words, "What do you call us, brother, if I want to get out of the order, it's not a matter of minutes! Take care of yourself."

It's just for fun.

Jiang Yingyu smiled and didn't speak. After he finished laughing, Xing Ke sighed: "Congratulations, our old Jiang finally... got out of the order."

"Thank you." Jiang Yingyu said.

It's just that this road may not be easy to walk.

Xing Ke was silent for a while, then took a breath before teasing again: "Then you told him as soon as you came back? Was he not scared?"

He thought that Jiang Yingyu would have to wait for a holiday or something before he dared to say anything. Although he usually does everything like a cannon, when it comes to feelings, he will explode as soon as he touches the skin. Don't believe it, this It was his profound experience after his front teeth were knocked out.

So, in terms of feelings, Jiang Yingyu is really timid.

"That's what I want to tell you, and I didn't say it first," Jiang Yingyu thought about last night, and he was very happy, "He confessed to me, awesome!"

An Sheng's performance was too calm. Could it be that he, like himself, knows that he likes men?

Thinking about it this way, he really didn't see An Sheng get close to any girl, and he didn't hear anyone say that An Sheng had a girlfriend.

Xing Ke clicked his tongue, is this going to start feeding him dog food, conscience?