When she could get out and walk home, Lu Jiuer followed the long shadow behind Lu Yonghong, bowing her head and feeling depressed. Later, I couldn't help it, so I rushed up and grabbed the sleeve of his robe and asked, "Daddy, what did Master mean by that?" ”

Lu Yonghong felt funny when he saw her unhappy appearance, and said: "In the countryside, the folk customs are simple, and there is no clear distinction between men and women, and the master is too worried. But what he said is also good, it is not good to mix in the academy in the final analysis. Stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, "Don't worry, Daddy is not bad, he can also serve as a master to teach you." ”

Only then did Lu Jiuer know that Huo Fuzi was worried about the defense of men and women, and he was even more depressed, and he couldn't help but sigh resentfully: Sour Confucian, sour Confucian.

However, later Lu Yonghong did not serve as a master, but ventilated with the chair of the Seventh Young Master, and asked Lu Jiuer to serve as a servant, so that he could follow the chair and receive guidance and teaching.

Wei Ziqian was very envious when he heard it, and deliberately ran to peep, knowing that the chair was an old man with gray sideburns and white beard, an old Confucian and wise appearance. Wei Dahai told him that this old Confucian was Ouyang Zhai, a scholar who had resigned and retired, and he had to do his best with his fifth aunt and grandmother, and he was willing to come out of the mountain after three invitations and four invitations, and there were many scriptures and books in his stomach.

Lu Jiuer was taken by Lu Yonghong to the other courtyard and stood in front of the bead curtain to see the chair. She looked at the leisurely old man through the cracks, her eyes wandering to his waist, and her eyes couldn't help blinking a few times. The prime minister's belly is wide and pregnant, just like the pregnancy of October, and it is unknown how many scriptures and scrolls there are, but I believe that there is a lot of fat and fat hidden in it......

Ouyang Zhai is stubborn and good at wine and meat. When he is half-blind and blind, he is like a wise man outside the world, with a thousand myriad of hearts; When he eats wine and meat, he is a scoundrel in the streets and alleys, and the pseudo-master is an old ruffian. Every dynasty only goes to Liqin Yuan to teach for two hours, and the rest of the time is spent in the Xuanji Xuan that he forcibly occupied in the name of his teacher, using wine as tea, tasting and reading papers, day after day.

At the beginning, Ouyang Zhai drank and went crazy when he got drunk, pointing at Jiu'er to ask for this and that, running east and west, not enough to enjoy it, and half-coaxing and half-forcefully pouring her wine, and then laughing to himself and chanting a wild poem.

Lu Jiuer was unexpectedly forced to pour two sips of wine for two days in a row, and she choked and coughed so much that she almost lost half of her lungs. When he went back to complain to his family, Huang listened to it, and remembered that the old man had a good pedoish in the village mouth, and his face turned blue and red with annoyance, and he shouted that he would not let the child go again. Lu Yonghong looked surprised, and after asking carefully, he asked what he had learned from the old master.

Lu Jiu'er replied truthfully: "When he was half drunk, he would recite a poem, let me memorize it word by word, and then turn the scroll out, and ordered me to memorize the words while reciting the text." ”

Lu Yonghong nodded, and then asked, "Is the wine that the old master drank the bottles that Daddy asked you to take?" ”

Jiu'er replied yes.

Lu Yonghong smiled and said to the Huang family: "I heard that Mr. Ouyang drinks spirits on weekdays, so I gave him the Kendo Spring brought back from the city before. But in the countryside, he can only find a small wine, and what Jiu'er has offered him in the past few days is just a few bottles of fruit wine, so that he can taste it. ”

Huang said: "The fruit wine is like water, but he is drunk, so he drinks less when the amount of wine is very poor, so as not to toss my daughter." ”

"What's about the amount of alcohol, it's just pretending to be crazy and stupid." Lu Yonghong instructed Jiu'er, "I'll go and divide the bottle of snake wine in a while, and send it to the master tomorrow, tell him that the village will send someone into the city to buy it later, and ask if there is anything else that needs to be brought along except for Kendo Spring." ”

Pretending to be crazy and stupid?

The corners of Lu Jiu'er's eyebrows couldn't help twitching, and when Lu Yonghong turned around, he reached out to shake Huang's sleeve, and said softly: "Mother, Ah Jiu wants to ask you something." ”

So the next day, Lu Jiu'er brought wine to serve and go to school, and respectfully presented it to Ouyang Zhai. He took it and opened it, tasted it on the bottle, and his tongue smacked twice, and he heard her introduction: "This is the snake wine brewed by Daddy, and I specially present it to the master to taste." ”

"A treasure of wine?" Ouyang Zhai's old eyes were shining, and he bowed his head with satisfaction.

Serve a second bottle.

"This is my mother's ten-year treasure......"

When Ouyang Zhai heard this, he opened the seal with great interest, raised his head and poured a mouthful-

Lu Jiu'er smiled slightly, and said sweetly: "Old, rat, wine." ”

Squirting!

Ouyang Zhai couldn't help but half-swallow and half-sip the wine, and Lu Jiu'er sensitively covered her face with the plate of wine, avoiding the "secret calculation" of the old master's exit.

"This ......" Ouyang Zhai raised his sleeves and swept his mouth, frowning like a fly, his white beard stained with wine was swept away by the wide sleeves, and his teeth and claws were opened, and he had the taste of annoyance and anger.

Lu Jiu'er was not frightened or timid, with an innocent smile on her ignorant face, and said: "The rat wine brewed by my mother, taking it internally can prevent postpartum wind," her eyes slipped to the belly that seemed to be pregnant for ten months, and then naturally took it back, "The external application can be used for bruises, and I deliberately honor my master." ”

Ouyang Zhai's eyes were like copper bells, and he glared at the little boy in front of him for a long time, and he couldn't see where there was a playful demeanor, so he pointed to the last bottle stupidly, no longer in a hurry, and asked directly: "What is this?" ”

Lu Jiu'er replied respectfully: "Ah Jiu knew that the master liked wine, but drinking too much wine would hurt the body, so he went to ask the third prince of the neighbor's house, and knew that chrysanthemum tea could benefit the blood, lighten the body, and prolong life, so he went to pick bubbles to worship the master." If the master doesn't dislike it, Ah Jiu will go to pick and dry more and store it, and brew a few pots of Yishou tea for you every day. ”

To brew this longevity tea well, in addition to the quality of the tea base, it is also necessary to grasp the temperature of the boiling water and the amount of honey added in the later stage. In order to make this chrysanthemum tea, Jiu'er also specially took out a third of the "family foundation" and brewed it several times before he got this pot of sweet and smooth Qingxin chrysanthemum tea. When I went back, I got the wild chrysanthemum field on the side of the mountain, picked some fresh and good quality for Sangong and dried them and sent them back.

Ouyang Zhai's face couldn't see joy and anger, half frowned and half a half, and then Fang slowly ordered: "Put it all away, and bring the fruit and wine on the cabinet." Yesterday I arranged for your copying to be submitted, and I taught you to recite the poems to the old man. If you see that you are half lazy, don't blame the old man for pouring you to drink old man, rats, and wine! ”

"Yes—" Lu Jiu'er replied in a milky voice.

Since then, Ouyang Zhai still uses wine as tea every day, and never leaves the cup. But his skinless, faceless, tasteless drunken madness, and the object of tossing leprosy when he had a seizure, all he was looking for was someone else's house. And when I was alone with Jiu'er, I didn't see any more seizures.

However, if it was not intentional, or deliberately, Ouyang Zhai became more and more fond of evoking Lu Jiu'er, especially in a lazy and procrastinating tone, calling her clearly:

Come! Come here—

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