It's not bad, it's just that I think it's a little weird, as if Gu Hua is thinking about spring. But Jiu Niang would never dare to say this.

Gu Huacheng didn't ask them anything more, just turned around and went downstairs slowly, sat at the table in the center, and asked Xiao Er for an altar of flower carvings. Then he beckoned to Jiuniang and Fusang.

Jiuniang glanced at Gu Huacheng, then turned her head to look at Fusang and asked, "Senior brother, do you think I should take medicine first?" ”

“…… Not necessarily. Fusang twitched the corners of his mouth, shook off Jiu Niang's sleeves, and went downstairs first.

Gu Huacheng looked at Jiuniang and grinned: "I won't let you drink, just tell you a story." ”

"What's the story?" Jiu Niang sat down beside Gu Huacheng as if she didn't believe it.

Gu Huacheng didn't continue to speak, but waited for Xiao Er to serve the wine, poured himself a bowl of wine, and watched Jiu Niang cover her nose with a frown, before she began to speak slowly.

"Did you know that Huadiao should have a more haode name?"

More haode name, should be called daughter red.

Legend has it that a long time ago, when a daughter was born in a family living near the river, several jars of good wine would be buried in the courtyard. Waiting for the day when my daughter grows up and gets married, dig out these wines, and the amber wine condenses the six flavors of spicy, spicy, sour, hard, salty, spicy and sweet, just like the life of my daughter. Therefore, the wine that can wait until the daughter gets married is called the daughter red.

But in this world, not everything goes well, not every daughter of the family can wait for the day of marriage in peace and joy, there are always some girls. He died at a young age and couldn't wait to get married. Silent and withering like a flower that dies early. Sake for those girls. It is no longer a festive daughter red, but called a flower carving.

Flower carving. That is, the flower withering.

After Gu Huacheng's story was told, Jiu Niang lay on the table and did not move for a long time.

Fusang couldn't help but push her and asked, "Senior sister, but you were moved by the story told by Master?" ”

Jiuniang nodded and said, "If it were my father, I wouldn't have buried a jar of wine for me and my sister." ”

"......" Fusang was speechless, and silently turned his head to Gu Huacheng.

Gu Huacheng stared at Jiu Niang and didn't speak, and after a while. Only then did he sigh, reached out and touched Jiu Niang's hair, and said, "Your father and mother have never buried wine for you, but for the teacher to bury it for you." ”

The tone is solemn like never before.

Jiu Niang couldn't help but raise her head, looked at Gu Huacheng carefully, and nodded after a while.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, as if they had made some unchangeable agreement.

Fusang couldn't stand it and waved his hand between the two of them, shouting: "I said Master." Can you not look at your sister with the kind of eyes you look at the flower girl? And junior sister, can you not look at Master with that kind of staring at the roast chicken? ”

"......" Jiuniang twitched the corners of her mouth, and asked a little unwillingly: "Why am I just staring at the roast chicken?" ”

"Roast chicken is obviously something you like to eat." Gu Huacheng also accosted.

Fusang looked at the two of them singing and singing in harmony, and glanced at the table angrily. Picked up the wine jar, turned around and staggered upstairs.

"Flower carving for the teacher!" Gu Huacheng jumped between his eyebrows.

Fusang stood at the top of the stairs, looked at Gu Huacheng and snorted very calmly, turned around and bumped into the body of passer-by. poured a large pool of wine stains on people's snow-white clothes. Jiuniang covered her eyes violently. I can't bear to look at it any longer. Gu Huacheng didn't know where to find a fan and opened it suddenly. Covers most of his face.

"Don't you have to look at the little boy when he walks?" The man in the snow-white shirt stared at Fusang with the corners of his mouth hooked.

Fuso seemed to be stunned and didn't answer for a long time.

Jiuniang covered her face and mouthed at Gu Hua Chengnu: "Master, why don't you go and help Senior Brother?" ”

"Why don't you go?" Gu Huacheng tried his best to cover his face.

Jiu Niang sighed, lowered her hand a few points, glanced up at the snow-white man, and twitched the corners of her mouth: "I hate this kind of feminine man the most in my life, what if he lies to us, I won't go." ”

"Good apprentice!" Gu Huacheng looked at Jiu Niang with a worried expression, "That's what the teacher thinks too!" ”

Jiuniang nodded violently with Gu Huacheng, nodded for a while, and suddenly frowned: "Let's not care about senior brother?" ”

"Your senior brother is thick-skinned, it's fine."

As soon as Gu Huacheng's words fell, Fusang over there had already sat on the ground.

Jiu Niang put down her hand suddenly, looked at Gu Huacheng in disbelief, and asked, "That girl's man actually pushed the senior brother down?" ”

Gu Hua accepted the fan, squinted his eyes for a while, lowered his head and laughed.

Jiuniang looked at Gu Huacheng with some puzzlement, but when she saw Gu Huacheng pointing at Fusang, she lowered her head and smiled again. Jiuniang followed Gu Huacheng's instructions and looked over, and Fusang dragged the hem of the man's clothes with an aggrieved look.

"You're so haode walking, why are you going to hit me?" Well, hit a rake or something, Fusang is still in place.

The man in white had probably never seen such a person, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he hooked the corner of his lips and smiled in the spring breeze: "What the little boy said is biased, obviously you hit me, right?" ”

Fusang pursed his lips, looked the man up and down, and snorted coldly: "Look at your temperament up and down......"

"What temperament?" When the man heard the amusement, he approached Fuso, as if he wanted to hear some praise from him.

Who is Fusang, who can do what he wants? Fusang smiled slyly and grabbed the man's collar, laughing hehehe It wasn't until the white-clothed man's face gradually turned the color of pig liver that Fusang let go, slowly stood up, and said with a smile: "Your temperament is like a boy in the hook bar." ”

The man's face changed suddenly, and he waited for Fuso.

Jiuniang couldn't help but push Gu Huacheng, and asked with some concern: "Master, senior brother won't be beaten, right?" ”

"No, it won't." Gu Huacheng took a sip of tea and replied lightly, "Even if they want to beat your senior brother, your senior brother will run away." ”

"Them?" Jiuniang frowned, followed Gu Huacheng's gaze, and as far as the man in white could see, there were still a few men, all dressed extremely elegantly, but there was a smell of fat powder on his body. Maybe, that kind of temperament is the temperament of Fusang's so-called male son.

Those people all looked at Fusang with gloomy faces.

Fusang didn't have the slightest fear on his face, he looked at those people with a smile, suddenly smiled, and glanced at Gu Huacheng idly.

Jiuniang glanced at Gu Huacheng along Fusang's gaze, but saw that Gu Huacheng suddenly pursed the corners of his mouth, and his eyes condensed.

"Master......"

"Master, our family's newly brewed good wine has been shattered by these splashes, how can we explain to King Yu!" Fusang was faster than Jiu Niang's mouth, shouting at Gu Huacheng.

Gu Huacheng's face is no longer simply ugly and can be described.

Jiuniang silently glanced at Fusang, but was glared at by Fusang fiercely. Probably before, the way he covered his face was seen by Fusang, and now he feels awkward in his heart.

"Master, why don't you speak? Do you think we can't go to see King Yu today? That's not a big deal, just tie up these splashes and send them over. Fusang was still shouting there, and the people of the entire Spring Breeze Inn stared at the three of them.

The man in white looked around a few times, and glared at Fusang a little unwillingly: "King Yu? Is that what you can recognize? ”

"What? I haven't heard of King Yu being a good man before, is it possible that King Yu still likes you? ”

"Fuso!" Gu Huacheng finally couldn't help it, stood up, roared angrily, and stared at Fusang's eyes, which seemed to be able to breathe fire.

"Master......" Jiu Niang stood up and tugged on Gu Huacheng's sleeve.

Gu Huacheng shook off Jiu Niang's hand and beckoned to Fusang: "Come here." ”

Jiuniang glanced at Gu Huacheng carefully, but saw Gu Huacheng slightly hooking the corners of his mouth, looking like he was smiling but not smiling.

Fusang also saw that something was wrong at this time, and after taking a step, he didn't move.

"Come here!" Gu Huacheng raised his voice and shouted at Fusang.

Fusang looked at Gu Huacheng, then at Jiu Niang, and walked towards Gu Huacheng step by step.

“zhanzhu。” The man in white suddenly took a few steps down and stretched out his hand to block Fusang's way.

Fusang glanced at Gu Huacheng silently.

Gu Huacheng sneered and patted Jiu Niang's shoulder: "Go, bring your senior brother over." ”

Jiuniang nodded curtly and said to Fusang: "Senior brother." ”

Fusang squeezed his eyes at Jiu Niang, Jiu Niang understood, stepped forward and patted the man in white on the shoulder. There is a difference in height, Jiu Niang had to pat on tiptoe, and this tiptoe is easy to stand unsteadily. So Jiu Niang almost pushed the man in white with a fierce force.

Jiuniang looked at the man's gloomy face, raised a harmless smile, clapped her hands, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I'm too short to push you down, I'm really sorry." ”

"......" The man in white, who seemed to be looking for trouble, raised his fist at Jiu Niang.

"Ouch, senior brother, you are wrong, how do people look like little girls!" Jiuniang suddenly pointed at him and said, "This appearance is clearly an old hen who is anxious." ”

"Poof, hahahaha." There was a lively crowd clapping their hands on the side.

Jiuniang listened to this voice, and finally knew Gu Huacheng's face, and weishenme became so ugly. Jiuniang couldn't help but poke Fusang and motioned for Fusang to look over...... (To be continued......)