Already disillusioned with Besu Tai and Ji, he walked to Gong Ashan next to the sheepskin blanket. Walking behind him, Huqige and Zhuojia urged. Then he went barefoot and stepped on the leather blanket spread on the meadow.

As the people to wait had arrived, Little Tricya, the wife of the chief of the Neshh clan, ordered the clan to give all the food that had been prepared in advance and put it on the low table.

Looking at the sumptuous food on the low table, Gong Ashan, who was already hungry and a little uncomfortable, also unceremoniously grabbed the cooked meat on a silver plate in front of him with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Huqige, who was sitting next to Gong Ashan, also ordered the milk wine he brought to be sent to the table of Beisu Tai and Ji Lost. He also lifted the silver kettle full of milk wine, and ate it for the little man's husband, Gong Ashan, to fill a glass of milk wine.

"Sister Huqige, you can eat it too!"

"Sister is not hungry, just watch you eat."

"No! No way! You have to eat too! ”

Gong Ashan saw Sister Huqige sitting next to her, always watching herself eat non-stop, but she didn't eat at all. Then he grabbed some with his hand dissatisfied, and the minced mutton meat on the silver plate on the table stretched out to Huqige's seductive red lips: "Sister Huqige gives it to you!" ”

When Huqige saw Gong Ashan, he grabbed some of the lamb meat from the silver plate with his own hands and brought it to himself. But with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he ate the lamb meat that the little man's husband grabbed with his hands. But there is also a kind of indescribable warmth in my heart.

"Sister Huqige! It seems that Gong Ashan still loves you a lot~"

Sitting on another leather blanket at the next table, Xiao Zhuojia, who was helping her husband Mrs. Besu pour milk wine. After seeing this scene, he smiled and said to Huqige, who was still eating minced mutton.

"Also, do you still need to say? Sister Huqige is my wife of Gong Ashan! I don't love her, who loves her? ”

Gong Ashan was not without pride, and while grabbing some minced mutton meat from a silver plate, he said to Xiao Zhuojia, the wife of Brother Bei Su's brother at the next table.

Xiao Zhuojia didn't pay attention to Gong Ashan, as if he didn't exist, and said to Sister Huqige: "Sister Huqige, your milk wine is so delicious!" When you come to Nishih, I'm going to learn from you! ”

Huqige wiped it with a satin par that he had brought with him, and his lips were stained with some oily flesh from eating minced mutton. smiled and said to Xiao Zhuojia at the other table: "Okay! When Gon'asan and I go to Nishih, I'll teach you how to make this milk wine. ”

Xiao Zhuojia smiled: "Then it's decided!" You have to teach me how to make milk wine. ”

"Aren't you going to study too?"

Sitting on another table with a leather blanket, drinking the milk wine of Huqige Brewery, Ji was lost. But at this time, he couldn't help but ask his wife Da Zhuojia, who was sitting next to him and was busy pouring milk wine for herself. He also drank a few cups of milk wine that Huqige brought himself, and he was very satisfied with this mellow milk wine! As soon as he heard that his wife's sister was going to visit Khuqige in Nishih, he would teach her how to make this milk wine. But it's also a little exciting... If... Da Zhuojia, you can also go and learn together, this method of making milk wine... So can I often drink the milk wine that my wife made for herself?

"Humph! If you want to drink, why don't you follow along? ”

Da Zhuojia was very angry and disheartened with her husband.

Ji Fuhu smiled and shook his wife's white tender hand with his wide palm and said, "I, I can't learn... Besides... This milk wine thing... Even on the Wamu side, it's all women's work, isn't it? Huh..."

Da Zhuojia listened to Ji Yu's words, but he couldn't help but show a smile on the corner of his mouth. Then he said to his sister Xiao Zhuojia at the next table: "Sister, wait for Huqige to go to Nishihe." Your brother and I will go to your place together. When the time comes, I will also follow Huqige to learn hard, this method of making milk wine, so that I can give it to my family when I go back, and put some milk wine in the wine bag! Da Zhuojia deepened his tone as he said the word "wine bag". glanced at her husband Ji who looked expectant.

"Good! All right! It would be great if my sister could learn together! Don't Su Tai, you said that when Sister Huqige and her sister come to Nishih together, should we treat them well? ”

After hearing that her sister was also going to learn how to make milk wine together, Little Taka asked her husband Besuta, who was sitting next to her, very happily. Mrs. Beisu smiled and nodded at her, "That's as it should be!" Brother Gong Ashan hasn't been to Nishihe for a long time, and when he and Brother Ji Shuhu come to Nishihe, we will definitely treat them well. ”

Mrs. Besu said with a smile to her wife, Little Zhuojia. While drinking the milk wine that Xiao Zhuojia had poured for himself just now, he said: "This milk wine brewed by Huqige is really good." It's better than the Wamu people's brews! ”

"Don't worry! When I got from Sister Huqige, I learned how to make milk wine. You can soak in milk wine all day long! ”

As she spoke, Little Tricher poured a glass of milk wine for her husband. Listening to his wife's words, Mrs. Beisu also smiled silently, picked up the glass of milk wine that his wife had poured for him, and drank it with his neck. With the mellow light liquor, he drank it in one gulp. But Mrs. Besu couldn't help but think that a picture of a beautiful woman making wine appeared in the back of her head... Hu Qige's seductive figure, and her wine-making situation, but he couldn't help but think about it, that is, his heart fluttered!

But then in his mind, another beautiful woman danced by the bonfire under the moonlight, dancing to a beautiful hum... But it's his wife's sister, who looks like Tricor is dancing... Dressed in full costume, under the light of the bonfire, the enchanting dance is really beautiful...

"Hey! I'm going to go with Sister Huqige to Nishih to find Brother Beisu! ”

I was a little dissatisfied with the fact that just now, Xiao Zhuojia ignored his Gong Ashan. At this time, he couldn't help but speak.

"Didn't you say you didn't come with Sister Huqige?"

Xiao Zhuojia smiled and said to Gong Ashan, who was still eating meat on the table.

The cold and slippery hand was on the back of Gong Ashan's hand, and when he wanted to say something, he put it on the back of Gong Ashan's hand. But Gong Ashan also did not say much because of this. continued to bury his head in eating the delicious meat on the table in front of him. But it was Huqige's hand that stopped Gong Ashan, who was quite unconvinced.

For these two masters, every time they meet, they want you to come and me and start some disputes. Hu Qige could only try his best to appease his little man's husband. What pleased her was that whenever she put her hand on Gong Ashan's hand, he would not say much. No matter how depressed I am, I will listen to my own words.

"Still drinking?"

"Hmm!"

Huqige asked softly the little man's husband, who was silent and ate the meat on the silver plate. Immediately, he poured the milk wine in the silver pot in his hand into the silver cup where Gong Ashan was drinking. Today, at the foot of this Namula Mountain, he is not in the tribe of Huqige, but he no longer cares about Gong Ashan's drinking.

Although Gong Ashan is still a little angry in his heart, Xiao Zhuojia always can't get along with herself. But for the sake of his sister Huqige, he had to endure the depression in his heart... Besides, you can still drink the milk wine brewed by Sister Huqige one after another without being restricted by Sister Huqige... Even if you can't look at it today, what Lashejia's Brie Black Contest is worth it...

Gong Ashan, who was patronizing the meat on the table and drinking milk wine, only then did he remember... Didn't you come to see Laschya's Brihet contest today? Why have people been here for so long... So why hasn't Brie Black arrived yet?

Gong Ashan pondered, then turned his head to look around. I saw that at this time, around him, it was already full of people. The chaotic noise also came faintly from not far behind. But because of the guards who were around them, and the Bucers were patrolling around them. Some people who were at the front of their place, closer to the place where they were watching. They were all under the escort of Busse's forehead, and they did not dare to speak loudly. It's quiet on their side.

"What are you looking at? Gong Ashan? ”

When Huqige saw her little man husband, she always turned her head back and forth to look around. As if he was looking for someone, he asked him with some confusion.

Gong Ashan whispered to Sister Huqige, who was sitting beside him, "Why hasn't the Buri of Rashejia come yet?" There are a lot of people here, why hasn't he arrived yet? ”

Huqige smiled faintly: "Who said he hasn't come yet?" ”

When Gong Ashan heard Sister Huqige say this, he was very puzzled: "Sister Huqige, is it possible that Brihei has already come?" Impossible? We're at the front, and if Brie Black comes, it should be at the front. But where is his shadow ahead? Although I don't know Brihe, since he is going to be there today, he is the one who competes at the foot of Namula Mountain. That's sure to be a good idea! But look at these people in front of you... There's no one like Brie, huh? ”

Hu Qige still looked at the puzzled face, and the little man's husband smiled faintly: "You, you are used to watching the competition of the warriors in our clan. This competition at the foot of Namula Mountain is not an ordinary competition. According to the rules of the wolf, those who compete at the foot of Namula Mountain must sleep at the bottom of the mountain one day in advance. This Rasheja's Brihe, since he has to compete today. Then he must have been here early yesterday, you see there. ”

As he spoke, Huqige stretched out his hand and pointed to the side not far away. Gong Ashan still seemed to understand a little, and looked in the direction of Sister Huqige's finger, until he saw the place that Sister Huqige pointed to, and then suddenly said: "It turns out that Brie Hei is there!" I said, "Why didn't I see him coming?" ”