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Putting down the phone, Lu Xiancheng said to his workers: "Eat by yourself tonight, whether you want to drink white or red, and later you will send someone to go to the wine cellar at home with me to get wine."

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Yao asked Lu Xiancheng.

Lu Xiancheng said: "Mu Zhi just came back today, and she has already gone to the old lady in the evening, and the babies will also go to see the grandmother and grandma as soon as they hear it, and the baby will have to follow Mei Qinrui as soon as she goes, if I don't go alone, the old lady will complain again, so you can eat tonight, I will go to the old house at the foot of the mountain."

Lu Yao listened and said, "Then you can go, anyway, let's eat here openly!" ”。

"If there are outsiders, it will be as if people don't know how much I abuse you at first glance, okay! Find someone to go back with me and get the wine," Lu Xiancheng said.

When Lu Yao heard this, he turned his head and looked at it: "Mountain Tiger, you go back with Mr." Take a little more red, just the gentleman's own manor, and you want the top one! It's almost enough to take such a box, don't take the white one into a box, four or five bottles are enough, don't want Moutai, the white-mouthed bottle on the left-hand shelf, there is no label on it, the kind of red wine stuffed with stuff, and the kind with good drink and less drink, so as not to delay things."

"You guy, you really know how to pick, I have less than two boxes of white bottles left, and you have four or five bottles here, it's really delicious!" Lu Xiancheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Yao and said.

Lu Yao smiled: "Didn't you say anything, how can you still repay your debts with everyone?" ”。

"What account do I rely on, if you want to drink it, you can take it" Lu Xiancheng said, the white bottle is a simple small bottle of wine, in the words of the market, it is loose wine, the name of this thing is not good, but the loose wine in Lao Lu's wine cellar is not the loose wine on the market, but the special wine of the wine production, which is stored in all old wineries, and the wine is specially used to select major awards.

Lao Lu got a batch here, but he rarely drank it, and the old man rarely drank alcohol now, so he kept it in the wine cellar at home, so that Lu Yao was worried about it. This thing is naturally rare for ordinary drinkers, but for Lu Xiancheng, as long as he wants more, it may be a bit of a problem, and one or two boxes are not a big deal at all.

"Take care of this pony, if it is broken, you will be deducted half a year's salary" Lu Xiancheng made a joke with everyone, glanced at the little pony in the stable, and left the stable.

After returning home, he found that the family had gone to the old house at the bottom of the mountain, and he helped Yan Shanhu get wine, and then went to the stable to prepare the saddle for the furnace dust, and the horse he rode came towards the old house.

Leaving the new residence on the top of the mountain, walk for a while to the ancient forest, now the ancient forest is not the beginning of the tree Du thick and strong, but the branches are small, the branches and leaves are sparse, now every ancient tree is covered with a crown, lush, along the path between the ancient trees, because often from here, there is already a trail naturally completed, this path is not wide and is so thirty or fifty centimeters. Just like Mr. Lu Xun said, there is no road in the world, and the more people walk, it becomes the road.

Because of the ancient trees, the grass in the forest has almost never been exposed to the sun, so the grass in the forest is not tall, only about ten centimeters high out of the ground, so Lu Xiancheng, who walks along the path, can clearly see the dark yellow soil color of the ground. Even if you cut it down, whether it's wet or dry, it's still income.

The verdant ancient trees block the sunset hanging in the sky outside, and before evening, the night is already felt in the woods, and the temperature in the air is also two or three degrees lower than outside, but this is a paradise for birds, once you enter the ancient forest, you can hear the endless cry of birds every moment, these birds are hidden deep in the dense canopy, even if you find that there is a birdsong there, it is difficult to notice.

The ancient forest is now a big scene of Lu Xiancheng Ranch, two or three years from the world to collect and transplant nearly 400 ancient trees spread over a large area of hillside, the color of the leaves in spring, summer, autumn and winter changes, for this ancient forest to win the name of the colorful forest, but it is a pity that such a scenery is not the average person can enjoy.

A man and a horse entered the ancient forest, took a deep breath of the air in the ancient forest, and suddenly felt that his heart and lungs were lighter, and he was indescribably refreshed.

Stepping out of the ancient forest, looking at the pale golden sunset, the entire pasture grass called Van Gogh's oil painting to the thick color, like pieces of primary colors piled up on the canvas with completely different layers of space, now the sun is no longer dazzling, red hanging on the mountain, reflecting the entire pasture.

As far as the eye could see, curling smoke had risen from the old wooden house, and a faint white smoke was gently spit out from the chimney, and then gradually dissipated into the air.

As soon as he saw the firewood pot in the old house, Lu Xiancheng's mouth couldn't help but get liquid, and he patted the neck of the stove dust with a smile: "Hurry up, I can smell the aroma of small fish potstickers wafting out of the pot!" ”。

As long as it is a big pot, Lu Xiancheng knows that his mother's side is either steamed steamed buns or small fish potstickers, and now the family can't have a meal with steamed buns, only small fish potstickers.

As if sensing the spirit of the master on horseback, the dust of the stove spread its hooves and galloped in the direction of the old house.

When he came to the front of the house, Lu Xiancheng saw that his mother was busy working on the old stove outside the house, and it was his wife Mei Qinrui who was sitting behind the pot and burning the fire. As for Lu Muzhi and the little things, they were playing happily on the terrace, and they didn't know what to play when they got together, anyway, the fun was hot, and no one cared about Lu Xiancheng at all.

Grandma Lu sat on a rocking chair next to her and watched her granddaughter and great-grandchildren play with a smile, with a satisfied smile on her face. When he saw his grandson dismount, he just raised his head and smiled at his grandson, and turned his gaze back to the little great-grandchildren.

After getting off the horse, Lu Xiancheng took the saddle and sweat pad off the back of the stove dust, patted the stove dust with his hand, and asked it to graze with the loach, put the saddle and the like on the railing in front of the house, and then walked to the pot, and reached out to remove the lid of the pot.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Caixia stretched out her hand and slapped her son's hand away.

Mei Qinrui, who was burning the fire, looked at Lu Xiancheng and teased: "Gluttonous cat with a sharp nose!" ”

"What's boiling in the pot, it's not just the smell of small fish," Lu Xiancheng said with a smile.

"Small fish pot stickers, as well as the small dried fish sent by Lao Yang Tou last time, this thing is the most delicious, hanging on the shelf in the pot, waiting for it to be softer, fry a plate with Chaotian pepper, this thing is delicious and drives away moisture," Zhang Caixia said.

Lu Xiancheng turned his head and looked around, and asked his mother, "What about Dad?" Going to the movie again? ”。

"What else could he do! Now it's just such a little thing, who still watches open-air movies these years, I don't have time to watch it, the young people all go to the cinema one by one, and what kind of film does your dad play, what kind of tunnel warfare, the guerrillas are so old that they lose their teeth and put them out, the whole thing looks black and white, the last time I went to Yangtougou to put it, I caught three or two old cats in one night, and even the children didn't want to see it, and even a hot meal and your Uncle Zhou almost didn't get mixed ......".

When it comes to her old man's film projection career, Zhang Caixia is angry, in her opinion, she has a good home and doesn't stay, she has to toss something, this week Guangyong's father is too, a few old men get together to drive a big car to show movies in ten miles and eight villages, and live in a big car at night, and it takes more than a week to go out, this is not a blind toss.

Besides, now Gushan is not what it used to be, I heard that there are movies to watch, you can run more than ten miles by moving a small bench, and every TV is a movie theater in the town, who wants to watch any old movies.

"You don't care about my dad, as long as he's happy, you can take care of him for other things," Lu Xiancheng said immediately.

Showing movies is not just a movie for Lu's father, but with a memory of his youth, every old film is a rare spiritual food for their generation, and now Lu's father and his gang have summed it up, and if you put this kind of old film, you can't drill into the ravine too deeply, most of the groups with common memories live in the city, so the old man's cart projection team is now showing around the city, and the main service object is the retired old man and old lady.

While persuading the old lady, Lu Xiancheng looked at the pot and lifted the lid of the old lady's pot, Lu Xiancheng couldn't help sighing: "Why is it such a big pot!" ”。

You must know that the earthen pot in the countryside is not small, the mouth of the small pot is also more than 60 centimeters in diameter, and the cauldron is directly on the meter.

Zhang Caixia said: "The small fish and everything are given by others, and we have nothing else to give here, so we just invite people to come over and eat together, Lao Yangtou, the old man of the Shen family, and Professor Xu, Professor Wen simply invite others to come over and eat ...... together."

"Is this enough?" Lu Xiancheng didn't mind adding these old men to the family banquet when he heard it.

Living here for a long time, Zhang Caixia and Lu Xingguo are not Lu Xiancheng, they are bored at home when they have nothing to do, and when the old couple is fine, they prepare a small carriage, either to find someone to chat or to find someone to play mahjong, one to two times, and the relationship with the nearby ranch is better than Lu Xiancheng, plus the original Youjiawa Village, after renovation has become a resort village, a group of people living in it, almost all of them live for ten days and half a month, and the age is mainly elderly, So the old lady can go to the village to have fun if she has nothing to do, and it's not too boring to stay here.

"Enough! The cold dishes have been prepared, and now who is still like a few years ago, grabbing a dish and eating and drinking, now everyone is together to talk......" Zhang Caixia said.

At this time, Mei Qinrui suddenly said: "Someone is here under the mountain!" ”。

The new house is on the top of the mountain, and the old house looks like it is at the foot of the mountain from the new house, but in fact, it is also on the top of a small slope, and then down is Youjiawa and the pond, so it is not too difficult to see the entrance of the small stone bridge on the side of Youjiawa in the old house, as long as it is bright, it is easy to find a person entering the ranch.

Mei Qinrui looked at the visitor and couldn't help but ask strangely: "What's wrong with these people, one by one they don't ride horses, they hold them in their hands."

Lu Xiancheng also saw this strange phenomenon, and said to his mother jokingly: "Mom, you won't hang a sign on the side of the stone bridge that civil officials get off the sedan chair and military attaches get off the horse, you look at these ones one by one, and they all lead the horses."

"What nonsense!" Zhang Caixia smiled and glanced at her son, looked up at the bottom of the mountain, and saw that it was really the case, several figures on the road were holding a horse behind them and were slowly coming towards this side, and they were a little confused, and shouted: "What are these old men doing!" ”。 (To be continued.) )