Life seems to be back to normal.

The only change is that the originally peaceful home has become much more lively, with chickens flying and dogs jumping and horses neighing and cows roaring every day.

"Bodhi, come here!"

"Bodhi, go and bring the basket."

"Bodhi, don't pee here, hit you!"

Bodhi is an ugly girl.

It's just that the young lady thinks that the ugly girl doesn't sound good at all, so she forcibly changed the ugly girl's name.

"From today onwards, you will be called Patriarch Bodhi."

Seeing the young lady squatting there, talking nonsense to the ugly girl in a serious manner, Yang Shouwen suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss. If there are really Buddhas in this world, if there are really immortals in this world, if there is really a patriarch named Bodhi in this world, how would you feel when you see a young lady barking Bodhi at a dog? Presumably, there will be thousands of grass and mud horses whistling by.

But no matter what, the ugly girl has become the Bodhi Patriarch.

The four puppies also got names in turn.

The largest is called Wukong, and the other three are Bajie, Sha Seng and Little White Dragon. Although Yang Shouwen's "Journey to the West" only mentioned the plot of Dragon Palace Debao, when the first puppy was named Wukong, Yang Shouwen simply named the other three dogs.

The young lady didn't know the reason for this, but she knew that Yang Shouwen must have his reasons.

On the third day, Yang Shouwen was able to walk normally, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing.

This body is very strange, the knife wound that was so scary before has only begun to heal in three days. Yang Shouwen could vaguely guess that the reason why he had such a strong self-healing ability must have something to do with being struck by lightning that day.

That thunder brought him back to his senses, and at the same time changed his physique.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for him: in this era of relatively backward medical conditions, it is obviously a great benefit to have such a physique.

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In the early morning, the courtyard was foggy.

Yang Shouwen got up early in the morning and found that Yang and the young lady had not gotten up yet.

Ugly Girl...... No, it was the Bodhi Patriarch who heard the movement and immediately raised his head, and its nest was located in the corner of the porch, so that all the conditions in the courtyard could be clearly seen. After discovering that it was Yang Shouwen who came out, Bodhi Patriarch lay down, licked a puppy curled up under him, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep, motionless.

This guy really has the temperament of the patriarch who is not surprised.

Yang Shouwen moved around on the porch for a while, not practicing as usual.

On rainy and foggy days, practicing will be counterproductive. Yang Shouwen knew this truth very well, so after moving his body, he went straight to the front yard.

The front yard looks smaller.

In the corner of the yard, there was a rudimentary stable with three horses in it.

Now this home really means a bit of home. The cattle and horses are all there, plus the five dogs, it seems to be getting more and more lively.

Yang Shouwen first added some forage to the cattle pen and stable, and then came to the door of the firewood house.

After two days of preparation, the firewood room has changed.

Inside was a vessel that looked more than two meters tall, and underneath it was a stove.

"Son, why did you get up so early?"

As usual, Yang got up early to prepare breakfast.

It's just that she found out that Yang Shouwen actually got up earlier than her.

"Auntie, I'm working."

"What to do? Can you ask me for help? ”

Yang Shouwen came out of the firewood room, and from the shed next to the firewood room, he came out with a pile of firewood, and replied with a smile: "I'm making wine." ”

"Wine?"

Yang Shi was stunned, and stepped forward and said, "Didn't you just buy twenty jars of wine a few days ago, and it's gone?" ”

"It's still there."

"And what kind of wine do you make?"

Yang Shouwen put the firewood next to the stove, scratched his head and said, "Actually, it's not a wine-making thing, it's just some processing." ”

"Processing what?"

"Doesn't my aunt think that the wine on the market is fading out of a bird now?

I want to do some processing and purify and distill the wine. In this way, the alcohol will be a little more powerful and the taste will be more intense. ”

What is purification? What is distillation?

Yang didn't understand this at all, and only felt that Yang Shouwen was messing around.

This guy, since he came to his senses, has become a little eccentric. If it weren't for watching Yang Shouwen grow up since he was a child, the Yang family would even know how many hairs he had, and maybe he would feel that the Yang Shouwen in front of him was a different person at all.

Forget it, he's already spent the money anyway, so let him mess around.

"Son, do you want me to help?"

"No need aunt, I can do it alone."

Yang Shouwen said, and pushed the Yang family out of the firewood room.

Yang felt helpless, so he had to say outside the door: "Then you be careful, I'll go to the room to cook." Call me when you need help, don't toss too much. ”

"I know!"

Yang Shouwen agreed, and went into the firewood room.

Yang couldn't help but shake his head, and after washing up, he went to the kitchen to get busy.

When breakfast was ready, Yang Shouwen ran out of the firewood room with a black face full of ashes, hurriedly ate two bowls of porridge and water, and then went into the firewood room again.

When the morning sun rose, the fog began to lift, and the young lady came out of the backyard in a daze.

"A-Niang, what does it smell like?"

Yang was cleaning in the kitchen, and when he heard the young lady's words, he walked out.

Hey?

In the air, there is a faint smell of wine.

It was a little different from the wine she was familiar with, more fiery and more intense. Her heart moved, and her eyes immediately turned to the closed firewood door of the firewood room.

"What kind of wine is your brother-in-law making again, it may be the taste of wine."

"Brother Son-in-law knows how to make wine?"

When the young lady heard this, she immediately came to her senses, and she was about to go over to see the excitement, but she was grabbed by Yang's ears.

"Let me wash up first, the girl's family, crazy all day long, and don't pick up when you get up, what does it look like?"

At this time, the Bodhi Patriarch led Wukong Bajie Sha Monk and Xiao Bailong four puppies to walk slowly from the backyard. He took the four puppies to pee first, and then ran to the well to drink, but the water did not swallow and spit on the ground.

"Look, look...... Even the dogs know to be clean. ”

"It's Bodhi!"

"Good, good, Bodhi...... Go wash up first. ”

The young lady pouted, reluctantly ran to wash up, and then ran to the firewood room with the four puppies.

Patriarch Bodhi was lying at the door of the kitchen, accompanying Yang.

Yang was working and nagging, but his eyes were looking at the firewood room from time to time.

The aroma of wine from the firewood room is getting stronger and stronger, and the aroma is tangy.

Yang also became more and more curious, and couldn't help but get up and walk over.

"Brother son, what kind of girl is this?"

"It's a still...... You see, I heat the wine in a steamer, and when it's hot, it turns into steam, and then after it cools, it flows out of this pipe. In this way, the strength of the sake will increase and the taste will become intense. ”

"Bah, it's so bad."

"Don't move, young lady, you haven't done it yet."

In the firewood room, there was a conversation between Yang Shouwen and the young lady.

After a while, the inside gradually quieted down, and then the door of the firewood room opened, and a strong smell of wine came to the face.

Yang Shouwen hugged the young lady and walked out of the firewood room.

His face was as red as a ripe apple.

And the same is true of the young lady, the little blushing is intoxicating, in Yang Shouwen's arms, biting her fingers, and making two foolish laughs from time to time.

"Son, young lady, she ......"

Yang was startled and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Drunk!"

"Huh?"

"I forgot that when distilling, the wine evaporates.

The air in the house was not well circulated, and the young lady was young, so after a while inside, she was drunk with alcohol. But don't worry, just let her go back to sleep. Don't say it's her, even me, I can't stand it. ”

Drunk without eating?

It was the first time Yang had heard of such a thing.

She couldn't laugh or cry, and after glancing into the firewood room, she said, "Then you take a breath outside, don't get really drunk." ”

"I know."

Yang Shouwen stood at the door and took two deep breaths, dispelling the wine in his body.

He sat down on the porch, and Bodhi immediately ran over with his tail wagging, jumped on the porch and lay down, putting his head on his lap.

The four puppies staggered over and fell beside Bodhi.

Yang Shouwen gently rubbed his cheeks and leaned against the pillars.

It's just processing and purifying, it's so troublesome...... I thought I could do something simple and easy, but I almost planted myself in it. This distilled liquor is really not that easy, so you should be careful when you purify it later.