Small county towns, as the name suggests, focus on a small print.

Some potholed roads, low bungalows with little regularity, and the occasional slightly taller building are all landmarks.

Many people in big cities always think that the cities in the country are full of high-rise buildings, the difference is the size of the city, and the number of high-rise buildings is denied.

But in fact, it is completely different, even the imperial capital and the magic capital have dilapidated urban villages, not to mention the county seat.

If there is a difference, it is the same dilapidation and messiness. However, the urban village in the imperial capital has a strong atmosphere of wealth and nobility in the chaos.

The land of the imperial capital is magical and an artifact. Not only is it expensive, it is simply an inch of land, even if it is the sixth ring, it is unspeakably expensive.

The square of the imperial capital. The land in the county town is more magical, and no one necessarily wants it if you talk about acres directly.

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In the evening, the sun has not yet completely set, and the afterglow of the setting sun stains the sky red, which is extremely enchanting.

Zhao Punctuality, who parked the car on the side of the road, looked at a building in front of him that was only five or six floors. The walls are mottled, and some places are peeling off like ringworm.

Ordinary house, ordinary county seat. It's like an ordinary Zhao Punctual walking on an ordinary street, so ordinary that it's the same, so ordinary that it can't be described in gorgeous language.

Zhao Punctual has lived in a house that is more dilapidated than this, and he has also lived in a much more luxurious residence than this.

But at this time he had a different feeling. His heart was still, and he found a sense of home.

When I stepped into this building, which didn't even have an elevator, I saw the door of room 502 wide open. A middle-aged woman wearing an apron stood in the doorway, looking forward to it.

That's Mom. Two Zhao punctual mothers. An ordinary traditional Chinese woman.

Zhao Punctuality, who stopped, looked up, and there was light in his eyes. But for a moment, the light dissipated, and oh no, they took their eyes away.

Bet on Anxi behind Zhao Punctuality. Seeing such a beautiful girl, dressed quietly and unassumingly, it hit the softness of Zhao Mama's heart at once.

Matched, matched.

Zhao Mama, whose eyes were as bright as flames, came to the staircase with three steps and two steps. It just so happened that Zhao Punctual also came to the front. Said with a shy face, "Mom, I'll come back"

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged aside by his mother's clothes, "Love doesn't come back, no one cares." ”

The old mother, who was still ruthless just now, instantly turned into a March spring breeze and grabbed Anxi's hand. The smile on her face was so thick that she couldn't dissolve, "Tut-tut, the girl looks so smart, more beautiful than the model on the calendar." ”

Anxi was also a little embarrassed, raised the gift box in his hand, and said, "Auntie, this is a little heart for you and your uncle, don't dislike it." ”

"It's better for you to come than anything else. Zhao Ma Ma was not polite, he took the gift box with one hand, and stuffed the red envelope that was hot with the other hand into An Xi's hand, "This is also a little bit of my heart with your uncle, nothing else, just the meaning." Happy for the holidays. Hahaha. ”

The hearty laughter seemed to be still in his ears, and Zhao Mama, who turned around, stuffed the gift box into Zhao Punctuality's arms, "I don't have any eyesight, take it." ”

Then he turned around, took Anxi's hand and walked home, "Your uncle hasn't cooked for a long time, I heard that you are coming, take the initiative to ask for it." If you have anything to eat, tell your aunt, and your aunt will arrange it for you. Don't be shy if you have any taboos. It's all my own family. ”

"Second aunt, have you forgotten someone. ”

Xu Mingzhen, who had been following behind him, finally couldn't help it, and he was holding a lot of things in his hands, and he was tired and sweaty. It's just that there is no one who is distressed, and there is no one who even talks to him, and he really feels sorry for himself.

Zhao Mama looked back at her coquettish niece, nodded and said, "Look, the strange aunt has forgotten about you." ”

Xu Mingzhen's face was filled with a smug smile, and his eyebrows fluttered and began to show off. The meaning is obvious, although our treatment is not as good as that of 'sister-in-law', but it is also much better than you.

I didn't be happy for long, but I heard the second half of my aunt's sentence come into my ears: "Since you are here, don't be idle." Help your uncle cook. ”

"Huh?"

"Ahhhhh Hurry up. I used to hurt you in vain. ”

Xu Ming, who pouted, was really enough. I didn't want to stay in this sad place anymore, so I trotted into the house.

"Little Nizi is coquettish. We ignore her. Zhao Mama continued to chat with An Xi, "It's not close to come here from the imperial capital, are you tired? The freshly squeezed watermelon juice is icing. Cool silk, go to fatigue and relieve the heat. By the way, can you drink it now?"

"I can drink it. Anxi nodded repeatedly. A little overwhelmed, she looked at Zhao Punctual for help.

"That. At the critical moment, Zhao Punctual stepped forward. Not for Anxi, of course, but for himself.

You can endure being one position behind others, dyampnspampnspfrst. But the backward people can't bear the eighteen main roads. "It's me who drives." I'm tired, I'm tired, and I'll drink the watermelon juice first. ”

"Rough skin and thick flesh, you know a tired fart. The ruthless and seamless mother of the March spring breeze chuckled, "The girl is delicate and frail, and she needs an idea when she is young." Don't be reckless. The body is the capital of the revolution. ”

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"What, are you a bit too old? I made it clear on the phone. Anxi is not my object. You know, right?"

"Yes. Zhao Mama replied very naturally.

"Then what kind of trouble are you so enthusiastic? ”

"Or call you stupid. Just because it's not now doesn't mean it won't be in the future. Zhao Mama, who had a reasonable tone, looked at An Xi, "Anxi, right, do you say this is the reason?"

Anxi didn't speak, and she didn't have anything to say. If she really had to say something, it would probably be "I want to go home".

Zhao Punctual also felt that a flock of crows flew over his head, quacking and mocking himself.

Zhao Punctual took a big step, rushed upstairs first, stood in front of the two of them, pulled Anxi over, and said, "Let me introduce you grandly." Anxi, my godsister, according to the procedure, she should be considered your goddaughter. Don't you always regret that you don't have a girl at home? ”

"Now you've got your wish. Zhao Punctual spread his hands, and he was proud of three points of schadenfreude.

"Stupid. ”

Zhao Ma glanced at Zhao Shoushi coldly, and continued to talk and laugh with An Xi, just like no one spoke just now.

As he spoke, he went into the house. The two of them who changed their shoes went directly to the sofa, just like their uncle and niece, who didn't see the busy kitchen in the kitchen.

Someone who was waiting to see the joke was stupid, and hurriedly followed up with the house, "What's the situation with you, don't say you're annoyed and angry, at least you have to change your face." ”

"It's too late for me to be happy, why should I be angry?" Zhao Mama touched An Xi's hand, "The girl who is sure of the nail is more secure than the ethereal daughter-in-law." Besides, my girl is so beautiful. I don't think you're worthy of her. ”

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Zhao Punctual was directly speechless.

"I can't stay in this home. He was about to leave. But Zhao Mama shouted, "You wait for me." ”

"You see, still... ”

Before he finished speaking, the triumphant Zhao Punctual heard the second half of the ruthless Lafayette in his ears: "Give us the watermelon juice first, and then you go, I don't like to move in the hot weather." ”

Zhao Punctual wanted to speak and stopped, stopped and wanted to speak, and fell silent for a while, and only spoke after a long time, "I asked you one thing, are you sure that I am my own son?"

"Hey. ”

Zhao Mama let out a long sigh, his face was lonely, "Since you know everything, there's no point in me hiding it from you." You don't even know how much snow it fell that winter when your dad and I picked you up. ”

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I couldn't make it. ”

Zhao Punctual turned around and went straight to the refrigerator, not even daring to say a cruel word.

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A kiss is a kiss, don't look at how it hurts in the mouth, it hurts really well.

Zhao Punctuality, who was instructed to bring watermelon juice, was not assigned other tasks, and sat on the sofa to chat with him.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a traditional festival second only to the Spring Festival, where the ingredients are already prepared at home, and with a little processing, they can be baked.

At seven o'clock in the evening, there was no light outside the window, the full moon had not yet risen, and the dining table in the living room of the house was full of dazzling delicacies.

Zhao's father, who had not shown up for a long time, finally took off his apron and was sitting opposite Zhao Punctuality.

Nearly 180 tall, burly, very burly. At least 180, the unit is catties. Very standard Shandong Dahan.

This year, he has already had a lot of gray hair, and there are many wrinkles on his face.

Looking at this outline, you can know that Zhao Punchou was not picked up by the trash can.

It's too much of a resemblance. Oh no, it's too much like ps.

Zhao Punctuality, who already regarded this as his home in his heart, was not the slightest rusty, and took the initiative to say, "Let's have a drink today." ”

"Okay. Dad Zhao hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's drink a bottle of beer alone." ”

If you don't say that the two of you will follow, neither of them will accept anyone when they drink. The two drank with outsiders. Drink with whom.

"Don't mind, it's all white today. I've brought some good wine, you can try it. ”

Zhao Punctual got up and went to the door, took the two tightly sealed wine jars, opened one jar, and a smell of wine with the fragrance of flowers poured out from the altar.

"The gods are mysterious, and you are bringing Moutai. ”

"Hey, you don't understand. This wine is even rarer than Moutai. ”

"What's the point?"

"Don't say it, don't say it. Zhao Punctuality, who was smiling, added half a cup each.

There are wolfberries and guihua floating in the wine, which is osmanthus wine. The color of the wine is light yellow, the fragrance of osmanthus is prominent, take a sip gently, you can feel the unique mellow aroma of mountain grapes, sweet and sour, mellow and soft, and the aftertaste is long.

The taste of alcohol is not rushing, and it is suitable for ladies to drink.

Half a glass is not much, but for Zhao Punctuality's amount of alcohol, it is a lot.

There is an old saying in the north that when you eat meat, you drink wine in a big bowl.

Although it is not as heroic as in ancient times, it is not far behind. Beer blowing is everywhere.

Even if you drink white, the cup is generally three or two. It is ten times larger than the three-dollar bull's-eye cup in the south.

The standard for northerners to drink is one cup of barely, two glasses passing, and three drinks excellent. More than four cups, β cow.

Zhao Punctuality, who finished pouring the wine, did not put it down, but looked at the two ladies, "You two come here?"

"A little bit. I'm with you. Anxi didn't refuse.

"I'll forget it, I can't drink this thing. Zhao Mama, who shook his head and refused, looked at An Xi and persuaded, "An An, the old man only drinks white, let's drink some red, relax the muscles and invigorate the blood, and beautify the skin." ”

"This is osmanthus wine, and the degree is not so high. If you can drink, you can taste a little. The smiling Anxi leaned over and muttered two words in Zhao Mama's ear.

I don't know what I said, it's true that Zhao Mama's eyes lit up. stared at Zhao Punctual with burning eyes: "You are really looking for a daughter-in-law." Phew, you've got me a partner. ”

'Snap' Zhao Mama, who patted himself, scolded: "Look at my mouth." You're looking for. ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Punctual nodded directly, "Yes, don't be difficult for yourself." I admit that Chongqing's has only been talking for a month. Don't be too upset, you'll kick me off. ”

Zhao Ma smiled like a blooming peony. Stretching the cup forward, "Give me some, I'll taste it." ”

"What do you say, God babble? ”

Zhao Mama slapped the wine jar and smiled, "This wine is brewed by my daughter-in-law." ”

The old man was calm, and after raising his eyebrows, he smiled and did not move, knocked the wine glass on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Pour it full." ”

Xu Mingzhen, who was also sitting upright, heard that it was the osmanthus wine brewed by his unmasked sister-in-law, so he raised his hand and said, "Give me one too"

"Drink your milk. ”

"I grew up. ”

"Oh, then you can drink the juice. ”

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[Lao Tzu sings, in order to ask Chang'e, how about a good night, how about not getting drunk?]

The Mid-Autumn Festival originated in ancient times, popularized in the Han Dynasty, and was stereotyped in the early Tang Dynasty, and prevailed after the Song Dynasty.

In ancient times, the sun and the moon represented day and night, and when the sun set, night and fear came together, and a bright moon illuminated the earth, serene and quiet, and was the messenger of light in the night.

Perhaps there was a love-hate relationship between people at that time about the sun, but the moon was unanimously praised by humans.

At that time, the only way for people to express their inner admiration and gratitude was to bow down.

At the time, it was a sacrificial ritual, the preserve of the rulers, and a symbol of centralized rule.

From the Wei and Jin dynasties, the literati watched and worshipped, chanted poems against each other, and weaved mythical stories such as Chang'e running to the moon, Wu Gang cutting Gui, and Jade Rabbit pounding medicine, and so on, and circulated among the people.

By the time of the Song Dynasty, August 15 was designated as the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In this way, step by step, the moon is not high and out of reach, it has completely fallen into the mundane, and has been endowed with the emotional meaning of "reunion".

The consummation of the moon heralds reunion on earth.

Su Dongpo's song "Water Tune Song Head" exhausted the infinite melancholy in people's hearts.

Mooncakes are a seasonal delicacy of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and its circle itself represents meaning – this is the moon that can be eaten.

Food inevitably needs to be accompanied by fine wine, just like Chongyang drinking realgar, and Mid-Autumn Festival drinking osmanthus.

Eat moon cakes and drink osmanthus stuffed, just like in the Moon Palace.

Zhao Punctuality, who is not good at drinking on weekdays, took the initiative to propose to drink because of the special nature of this wine.

This is Pei Youqing's participation in brewing, and he specially instructed Zhao Punctual to take it.

Osmanthus brewing is a famous wine that is a specialty of Chongqing, and it is a specialty of her hometown.

Maybe it's not expensive, but this heart is really appropriate, and it belongs to the kind of courtesy and affection.

Acacia gives whom, dressing table slender fingers, occasionally who bounces, beautiful woman Xu Meng.

Poets love to drink wine, and they all say that wine can inspire inspiration, and poetry gives wine a different kind of romance and emotion.

Poetry and wine are blended, unrestrained and heroic.

Today coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and a cup of osmanthus brew reminds Zhao Puheng of a cartoon "Your Name".

Perhaps, the live-action version is not impossible.