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If you say that this old Yu family is also a well-known No. 1 family in Miyang County, it has been a big winemaker for generations. The ancestral tomb alone is located in the hilly land in the northwest corner of the west of the city, and a small half of the hill is encircled. The hilly terrain is low and gentle, not as steep as the high mountains. The maple forest is dense above, and occasionally some tall evergreen pines are planted, and business is always full of business all year round. A small river meanders around the hills and flows eastward into the Xiangliu River.

This cemetery, surrounded by mountains and rivers, has beautiful scenery, and overlooks the county town, which can really be regarded as a treasure of feng shui.

Although the old Yu family fell into the middle of the road in Grandpa Yu Guang's generation, and only turned around slightly in Yu Guang's generation, this ancestral shadow has always been here, only increasing and not decreasing.

As the mother of Yu Guang's only son, the concubine Song Mian was buried in the hills where the ancestral tomb was entrenched, at the foot of the mountain, below, and in the soil......

The funeral procession of the Yu family came to the earthen coffin, unloaded the coffin, and put it into the grave pit dug in advance. A few strong men became bulldozers, shoveling the surrounding soil into the grave pit with a shovel. When the grave pit was all filled in and piled up into a round grave bag, he shoveled a large lump of dirt and put it on the tip to form a grave.

Well, it's a bit similar to building a snowman in the winter of a mortal.

The little grey finch picked a tall, dense pine tree, and landed its paws on the branches, and watched them pile up snow...... Well, grave packs. It's easy to wait until they're done with it, and then set up an extremely positive tombstone.

Yu Guang moved his round body and burned some paper money for Song Mian. After crying for a while, he took a pot of wine and said, "Mian'er, this is your favorite Xiangliu wine, I brought it to you." You taste it, on Huangquan Road, add some delicious ......"

Before the words fell, there was another burst of mourning.

Song Mian's mother's family also came to cry for a while, and one of them brought a pot of wine.

Worship the dead, and the wine will be sprinkled on the ground. But as soon as the lid of the flask was opened, a red light flashed. It just happened to fall into the center of the flask. Immediately, there were ripples of the aroma of a thousand layers of wine.

The little gray finch was stunned, and quickly stretched out his paws, touched it in his arms, and was happy. Bend this little goblin. No matter how he talked to her, he pretended to be silent. This will smell the wine. It's more positive than anyone else. I saw the blood dripping in the wine, and I had a lot of fun. Grunt for a while, and actually sucked the wine clean.

Yu Guangzheng is pouring wine. But he couldn't pour the wine, and when he looked into the pot, he was so frightened that he shook and collapsed backwards. The flask shattered, and a fist-sized drop of red water floated out of it.

I only heard a burst of laughter from the red water droplets: "Ah, the wine-making skills of mortals have improved a lot compared to 10,000 years ago, and they even have a bit of the demeanor of Xiangliu!" ”

"Demon Demon ......"

"Ghost Ghost ......"

"Demon Demon ......"

The crowd was so frightened that their faces turned white, and they kept retreating. But whether the red droplets were demons or ghosts or demons, they really didn't understand. Human beings are always like this, the more they don't understand something, the more they are afraid in their hearts, and in the end, before that thing has done anything, human beings have scared themselves out of their minds.

The red drops didn't seem to have drunk enough, and looking at the wine jugs in the hands of some people, they stabbed over and planted the wine with a "poof". After a full suck, it smashed its "mouth" and plunged into another flask. I don't know which thief has the guts, but when he saw the red water dripping towards him, he waved his hand violently, and he was stunned to disappear his shadow.

Seeing that there was no movement, everyone looked for it again in a panic, this time, but it was really gone.

Suddenly, the tomb bag of the concubine Song Mian trembled, and the lump of soil on it was not stable, and it rolled down from the grave. Immediately afterwards, I could only hear a buzzing shouting from inside the grave bag: "Ah! Who of his grandmother's locked up his mother in this black rumbling place? What about wine? Where's the old lady's wine?! ×× his ××......"

Cough, not suitable for children, automatic blocking.

The little gray finch "poofed" and laughed, this scolding was really kind, and through the time of four hundred and ninety-six years, it suddenly hit the soft flesh bump in the heart.

Jiuwanwan is a complete alcoholic idiot, in her world, everything is based on "wine", and everything else is a "fart". Whoever loves wine, makes wine, and drinks with her, she will be gentle as water and warm as the wind to whom; Whoever is tired of drinking, spoils wine, and forbids her to drink, she immediately turns into a cannon battle, and she will do it at all.

Because the fourth senior sister Hai Mingyue said "drunk, it's really unbearable", Wanwan hated for more than 2,000 years, and she didn't say the first half of a sentence to the fourth senior sister.

At that time, Jiu Mingmei was tired of the ethereal and ethereal realm, thinking about tossing and having some fun. One night, the stars in the night sky of Fengluan Mountain were as bright as ever, and Jiu Mingmei followed the taste, got into the crooked wine cellar, and took away a jar of "Zhelan Brew" she brewed.

I wanted to listen to the foul language of Bei'er when he "lit the cannon battle", and he was a good student to learn, and in the future, when he met someone who dared to bully himself, he greeted the other party's whole family. Na Cheng thought, as soon as he opened the jar, he was tempted by the aroma of the wine, and he poured the whole jar with a grunt. The first time she was drunk, Jiu Mingmei got drunk very humiliatingly, and climbed on the branches of the Misu tree in the master's yard all night, pretending to be a Misu flower. (⊙﹏⊙)b

Bend and bend to kill and "greet" the whole family of the wine thief.

"Say hello!" Jiu Mingmei smiled and held her little cheeks, "I am a little Misu flower, and the flowers are not the whole family!" ”

According to the old man of the master, at that time, Wanwan was very happy and drunk, and recognized that it was a stupid appearance that was unique in the sky and unparalleled in the ground. All in all, instead of holding a grudge, the wine bend gave Mei'er all the cellar full of Zhelan wine, and since then she has taken Mei'er as a confidant, and she has nothing to do and drink two jars together. Jiuwanwan provides wine, Jiu Mingmei provides charcoal-grilled monsters, and wine is paired with barbecue, and happiness is gone.

As for the "greeting" in the bend, Mei'er didn't learn it, and she didn't have to learn it. If anyone dares to bully her, she will never move her mouth if she can do it, she will directly catch and roast her.

The wine bent in the soul of the spring brew for a long time, it is easy to get free, taste a few sips of fresh wine, suddenly gain and lose, can you carry forward her "greetings"?

The little grey finch flapped its wings and flew to the grave, ready to emerge from the grave.

Suddenly, the gray finch looked abrupt, a pair of golden bird eyes looked left and right, and immediately waved his left wing, made a trick, and threw it at a pine tree on the left.

There was a boom, a splash of dust, and green juice flowed from the roots of the pine trees. (To be continued.) )