Under Ling Yang's repeated requests, An Jing and Little Rabbit were willing to sit down and accompany Ling Yang to eat together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ling Yang satisfiedly sandwiched a quick pig's trotters into the rabbit bowl: "That's right, eating is to gather around the family, and it will be lively and lively, so that you will have a great appetite." Otherwise, when I'm full by myself, the food will be cold, how will you two eat? If you go on like this, you're going to break your body! ”

The little rabbit's eating preferences are similar to Ling Yang's, and the speed of eating is extremely fast, and he quickly eliminated a large piece of braised pig's trotters, and the chopsticks in his hand hesitated, but he didn't dare to reach into the plate to pick up the vegetables, just fiddled with the porridge soup in the bowl, looking very unappetizing.

Ling Yang saw that the little rabbit couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and An Jing only ate a little pickle, rolled his eyes, and asked An Jing, "Is there any wine?" ”

An Jing hesitated and said: "Master, you are just getting better, if you drink, I'm afraid you will ......."

Ling Yang urged: "Nonsense, white beer, red with bubbles, as long as there is wine, just bring it to me!" ”

The little rabbit understood that Ling Yang wanted to drink, and a gust of wind rushed into the chamber, and after a while, he ran back with four or five colorful glass bottles in his arms, and put all kinds of drinks in front of Ling Yang.

Ling Yang picked out a bottle of sparkling wine with a soft taste and full of stamina, looked at the alcohol content on it, and nodded with satisfaction: "Just drink this, come, you can have a drink with me!" ”

Both daughters have been trained in tea ceremony and wine culture, so that they can better communicate with the guests when welcoming the Li family's distinguished guests. However, after Ling Yang poured a glass of wine for the second daughter and herself, An Jing's face was still embarrassed: "We ...... this wine."

The little rabbit was already holding the wine glass in both hands, sipping a small sip slowly, and when he heard An Jing's words, he hurriedly put the cup down, spit out the tip of his tongue like a farrow, hissing and spicy.

This sparkling wine is mixed with a part of strong soju, which is soft and sweet in the mouth, but extremely spicy in taste, refreshing and full of stamina. Ling Yang originally intended to let the second daughter use the strength of the wine to let go a little bit, don't cower anymore, and forced An Jing to suffocate a glass first, before looking at the little rabbit with a smile: "Your sister has drunk, you can watch it!" ”

Ling Yang was half admonishing and half coercing, forcing the second daughter to drink most of the bottle of wine, not daring to persuade again, he took a big sip of the wine bottle in his hand, and pushed a plate of braised pig's trotters in front of the rabbit: "Hurry up and eat, it won't taste good if it's cold for a while, and who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard, although it doesn't cost money, but you can't waste food, eat it all!" ”

Ling Yang grabbed a piece of braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it until it was oily: "It's not right for you to eat like that, how can Si Swenwen have fun, like me!" ”

The little rabbit found it interesting, and also grabbed a pig's trotter, held it in his hand and nibbled wildly, but he couldn't see any embarrassment when eating. An Jing drank two glasses of wine, and saw that the two of them were eating interestingly, and they were not as restrained as at the beginning, but they still ate some light side dishes, and the greasy and spicy things were not moved.

Ling Yang was full of wine and food, and patted a few times on his stomach with satisfaction: "Life has come to this, what more can a husband ask for." People live for a lifetime, isn't it just for two to be full and one to pour, now my life goal has been fully achieved, and there are really no regrets! Ay? Anjing, why don't you eat it? ”

An Jing got up, soaked a towel with warm water, wiped the greasy on Ling Yang's fingers, lowered her head and said, "I, my one is here, I don't dare to eat greasy and chili stuffed things." ”

Ling Yang was overjoyed: "Great, it just so happens that I have also come to the eldest aunt in the past few days, and you have come to the eldest aunt again, let's not torture each other, and stop being polite with affection, how good is this!" ”

An Jing pondered for a long time, but she didn't understand what Ling Yang meant by her aunt, and when she saw that Ling Yang was full, she began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and told the little rabbit to make a bed for Ling Yang to rest.

The little rabbit went out for a while, and soon came back to invite Ling Yang into the bedroom to rest, and intimately brought Ling Yang a cup of hangover and greasy Pu'er tea, and the tea was also boiled with nourishing Chinese medicinal materials such as wolfberry and Korean ginseng, which was fragrant.

Ling Yang leaned on the bed, took a sip of tea from the tea bowl in Xiao Tu's hand, and said with a fragrant mouth: "Little Rabbit, you better give me the tea bowl to drink for yourself, you always kneel there, I look tired." ”

While speaking, An Jing had already washed the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, walked in with a soft pillow, and said with a smile: "I know that the master is a Chinese and doesn't like tall and hard pillows, you try this." ”

With the help of the little rabbit, An Jing gently supported Ling Yang's head and neck, and put the pillow behind Ling Yang's head. Ling Yang slept a lot last night, without a little sleepiness, kicked the quilt under his feet, and said boredly: "Sleep after eating, that's what Zhu Bajie did, brother is a new generation of young people who grew up under the red flag, this kind of arrogant and lascivious life can't be lived." There are no ancient books such as "Golden Vase Plum" or "Lamp Grass Monk" and other ancient books of the essence of Chinese traditional culture, and I want to review the old and learn the new, and consolidate the scientific and cultural knowledge that has long been forgotten. ”

An Jing went out for a while when she heard this, and brought in a large stack of thread-bound books and magazines, but most of them were books printed with Southern Dynasty characters, but there were a few old Chinese newspapers with yellowed and rolled up edges. Millions of young intellectuals have plunged into the vigorous large-scale production in the rural areas, vowing to learn the spirit of Dazhai under a clear banner and strive to surpass Britain and catch up with the United States at an early date......"

"I can't see this." Ling Yang shook his head: "This newspaper is older than me, do you have any other entertainment here?" ”

An Jing looked embarrassed, suddenly slapped her forehead, ran into the living room, and took off a guqin hanging on the wall: "Xiaotu and I can do this, but I learned it for a while when I was twelve or thirteen years old, and the technique is a little rusty......"

Ling Yang looked at the guqin, and saw the tail of the quaint body, artificially old with scorched traces, which was modeled after one of the famous pianos in ancient China, "Jiaowei", and couldn't help but praise it greatly: "This kind of ancient guy, I'm afraid that few people in China can play it, you two sisters really impress me." What else would you do? ”

"It's going to be a lot!" An Jing drank some wine, became a little bolder, knelt on the carpet in front of Lingyang's window, and propped up her chin with both hands: "Since childhood, we have received many powerful teachings from Aunt Cai and Grandma, female red, tea ceremony, winemaking, poetry, calligraphy, painting, playing the piano, singing, dancing, Qi Huang, archery, room, room in the house...... Technique...... Anyway, as long as it is the traditional culture of China, our ancestors require us to learn to be proficient! ”