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Although the tin jar has been washed, the fragrance of malt milk essence remains.

Ying Fang thought that the little guy was hungry or hungry, so she returned to the East House, opened the remaining can of malt cream, brewed a cup and brought it out for the little golden tooth to drink, and found that the little guy was no longer there.

Shaking his head, he went back to Westinghouse to get a basin and began to pull noodles.

Before Xiang Gang went out in the morning, he took the old Jin and the two men for a walk in the vegetable field, and picked back two cucumbers, a loofah, four or five green peppers, and a few rattan tomatoes that were not very good-looking.

Shred the cucumber, dice the green chili, beat two eggs, fry into a thin egg skin and cut into shreds, and the condiment for the cold noodles is there. Of course, the loofah is boiled in soup with eggs and dried bamboo shoots. The eggplant is steamed, drizzled with sesame oil and minced garlic.

Staple foods, dishes, and soups are all available.

Yingfang took advantage of the moment to wake up, put away the clothes hanging on the balcony, folded them and put them on the bed, and took a bath at night to change. Then start making a fire and boiling water.

The two buckets are filled with water in the morning, and by this time there are more than half buckets left, and they have to take a shower at night. It seems that we have to find time to go to the city and buy the tank back as soon as possible.

And according to the meaning of Wu Guihua, the ceramic hardware store is out of stock in the summer, and the water tank is out of stock, and there is no spot for the ticket, so you have to queue up. It's late, and the queue isn't sure when to go.

It is obviously unrealistic to wait for Xiang Gang to be idle, July 1st will arrive soon, and after July 1st to welcome August 1st, the whole month is a training task.

Yingfang decided to go on her own. Before the hottest day arrives, head to the city. I didn't go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to see the fabrics, and went directly to the department store.

In addition, some of the industrial coupons for daily necessities are about to expire, and the cost of bathing and washing clothes every day in the summer is simply spent.

Thinking about it this way, Yingfang's spirit is much better than when she first came back from school. The momentum of rolling dough is also sufficient. Women, they just like to buy, buy, buy.

As soon as the eggplant was steamed into the pot, there was the sound of Lao Jin climbing the stairs at the entrance of the stairs.

Ying Fang poked her head out of the kitchen, and was about to ask where it had been in the wild today, when she was startled by the little thing that followed it with a tail that could reach the ceiling.

Isn't this the little monkey who gave her wine and drink at the top of the mountain last time?

But the question is-

"How did you bring it home?"

"Squeak. The little monkey bared his teeth at Yingfang.

It was holding a jar in its hand, and when it looked closely, wasn't it the jar of malt milk that Little Golden Tooth had taken away?

Without waiting to think about it, the little monkey jumped up to Yingfang and handed over the jar in his hand.

The jar was heavy, and the little monkey lifted the leaves covering his head, Yingfang looked down, and dared to love a jar of water...... Uh, it's not water, it's wine.

The moment she lowered her head, she smelled a strong aroma of wine, the same as the last time the little monkey gave her to drink at the top of the mountain.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak. ”

The little monkey jumped up and down, as if explaining something to her.

But if you can't understand the monkey language, how can you break it?

Yingfang has one head and two big.

"Wang!"

Lao Jin squatted at the kitchen door, licking his mouth from time to time, looking greedy.

The little gold tooth is back, covered in grass clippings.

Yingfang suspected that it had drunk, and it was drunk, and it was only by rolling on the hillside that it had caused this sloppy appearance.

She raised the jar in her hand and swept the two of them on the face: "Golden Tooth! You and your father are not allowed to drink again." Do you know if you hurt your body?"

"Whew-" Little Gold Tooth howled unhappily.

Lao Jin also looked helpless and fell to the ground listlessly. Deprived of delicious wine, what fun is there for dogs?

"Squeak!" only the little monkey smiled at Yingfang, and followed her into the house. The long golden tail hung from the door frame, swinging from one end to the other, turning the house around, and finally found the ball hidden behind the tripod by the little gold tooth on the balcony, and curiously grabbed it in his hand, and turned it around cutely.

Little Gold Tooth pounced on it and grabbed it.

The little monkey bared its teeth at it, spit out a string of "squeaks" in its mouth, and pointed to the jar in Yingfang's arms with its front paws, and the little gold tooth immediately drooped its ears and let go of the ball.

Ying Fang was amazed. You must know that after the little gold tooth came to the house, this leather ball seemed to have become its belonging, and even the old gold could not play, let alone other small animals.

The little monkey didn't know what to say to it, but he let it out so obediently. Tut!

There are guests at home, cough, small animal guests, and they come to the door with souvenirs, so you have to keep it for a meal.

But Yingfang is not sure whether the little monkey eats ramen or not, anyway, the old Jin Ye and the two eat it, and the difference between them and the owner is just that they don't put salt and put a few slices of smoked rabbit meat diluted with boiling water.

Didn't the little golden tooth Yingfang grind a lot of rice noodles, and she didn't eat much flour, so she put a spoonful of rice flour paste of malt milk essence in the bowl and gave it a drink before going to bed.

After receiving the wine sent by the little monkey, for fear of being knocked over by the naughty little gold teeth, Yingfang specially changed the container. On the day of the conservatory dinner, I drank a five-pound jar of rice wine, washed it and put it upside down in the West House, just to use it to hold monkey wine.

That's right, she suspects it's the legendary monkey wine.

It is said that the wild monkeys in the mountains will pick a variety of wild fruits for the winter and hide them in tree cavities. If there is no shortage of food in the winter of this year, in the spring of the following year, the monkeys will spread joy all over the mountains and fields, and forget all the fruits of this tree hole, and the fruits of this hole will gradually ferment, and the juice formed will fall down drop by drop, and accumulate in the tree hole below, and finally make Baiguo wine.

It can be seen how rare this monkey wine is, and it must be done in the right time, in the right place, and in the monkey and all three.

As soon as I thought about it, there were monkeys in the Xia Mountain? I had never heard anyone talk about it. The little monkey also ran out on its own, and I haven't seen any other monkey except it.

Shaking his head, maybe he was hiding in some hidden cave. After all, the surrounding hills are planted with trees and have to be cut down several times a year. People go in and people go out, even if there are monkeys, they probably don't dare to run out.

Thinking so, Yingfang grabbed a handful of dried red dates and two fresh apples, and gave them to the little monkey to eat: "Go home after eating, you can't find your way when it's dark." ”

The little monkey took the apple, took a big bite, tilted his hairy head and bared his teeth, and said a long "squeak" after a long "squeak", and then jumped into the chair, and sat on the back of the chair with his head shaken, as if he had made a home here.

Settle down?

The corners of Yingfang's mouth twitched.

Isn't it? There are already three golds in the family, and if there is another monkey, isn't her house going to be changed into a zoo?

"No, you can't stay here, go home before it's dark, you like apples, I'll go to the vegetable market tomorrow to buy some, and let the little golden tooth send them to you." ”

"Squeak, squeak!" the little monkey seemed to be upset, and as he nibbled on an apple, he bared his teeth and claws at her. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.