This year is different from previous years.

His wish will be granted.

After that, he and his daughter will return to their hometown in Fuzhou to accompany the old father and mother to enjoy the last family - that is the long-cherished wish of the two elders for many years.

It's just that he wasn't there before, and he won't be anymore.

Mei Qinghe stood on the southern slope of Shou before sunset, there was a maple forest on the slope, and the fiery red maple leaves were about to fall.

Qinlan.

When I first saw you, it was early spring, and when you left, the red leaves were scattered.

That's the season.

……

Mei Qinghe carried two jars of self-brewed "Mei Bai" to Su Lao on the outskirts of the city.

Su Lao's thatched hut is on the outskirts of Fuzhou's eastern city.

Su Lao is a kind old man who is old - as long as he is happy, he is kind, and can respond to other people's greetings with a smile. When he's upset, he ignores anyone, whatever you are.

Except for the Meiqing River.

Su Lao lives alone. He is mentally strong, physically tough, and likes to play with pens and raise chickens.

Mei Qinghe's fate with Su Lao began with wine.

On that day, Meiqinghe came to the eastern suburbs to dig mud, to be precise, a kind of clay. The clay is highly viscous, and the clay pots and wine jars fired from it are not only strong and durable, but also beautiful in color, and more importantly, the wine is more mellow! Mei Qinghe felt the magic of the wine jar, so he called this kind of wine jar made of clay "Miaocheng".

The "plum white" he brewed by himself was sealed into the large and small "Miaocheng", and within a month, the altar seal was opened, and a heavy mellow fragrance came to the nose, and everyone was drunk without intoxication.

The place where the Meiqing River excavated clay is close to Kuaiqing Lake in the eastern suburbs.

It's the height of summer, the sun is hot, and you need to start early.

When Mei Qinghe went out, he rode a healthy horse with shiny hair, followed by a cart pulled by a donkey, and on the cart sat a servant of his age. Next to the servants were several jars of "plum white" and a few packets of food, which were their daily rations.

It's not too late to come to the eastern suburbs. The forests on the shore of Kuaiqing Lake are lush and green, and I know the sound. Mei Qinghe dismounted, the servants got off, and the two began to find a suitable place to dig the soil.

Mei Qinghe never fakes the hands of others in making wine jars, and all aspects are done by himself, especially "Miaocheng". He was born in the Mei family in Fuzhou, the Mei family is engaged in winemaking, and all the wines are good, and the real fragrance floats for ten miles, which is famous in Fuzhou. Mei Qinghe grew up in the aroma of wine since he was a child, and naturally has a true insight into wine. He always used a homemade wine jar to seal the wine he brewed, and used the wine jar to make the wine mellow, sweet, soft and sweet...... Push it to the limit.

Therefore, every brew is highly respected by those who love wine.

For him, winemaking is both a family business and a hobby. He is never slow to make his own wine, he does what he does is a calm love.

In fact, Meiqinghe's trip to the eastern suburbs to mine soil and make pottery was purely accidental. He once passed by Kuaiqing Lake in the eastern suburbs, and when he rested there, he accidentally found that the soil under his feet was a little different and brought some back.

Since then, the clay near Kuaiqing Lake in the eastern suburbs has become his favorite.

Every once in a while, he would go to Kuaiqing Lake to mine soil.

Mei Qinghe and his servants loaded the excavated soil and carried it onto the cart. After some efforts, both of them were a little panting, and the weather was hot, and they quickly sweated and wet their clothes. Seeing noon, Mei Qinghe ordered the servants to set up the food, and after eating, they rested for a while and rushed back.

The servant slapped the wine jar open, and the moment the wine seal fell off, the servant sniffed vigorously, "Young master, this wine is so fragrant!" ”

After that, he handed the wine jar to Mei Qinghe and opened another jar himself.

The two of them ate and drank slowly to the aroma of wine.

……

"Humph! It turned out to be you two hairy boys! ”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind itself.

Mei Qinghe looked back, and ten steps away stood an old man with crane hair and a childish face, thin, straight, and his eyes were blazing. He had a pair of fishing rods, and there was bait hanging from them, and he stood there, blowing his beard and glaring, and roared at Fang Cai:

"Humph! It turned out to be you two hairy boys! ”

"Uh......" Mei Qinghe stood up, still holding a small wine jar in his arms, "Uncle, have we disturbed you?" ”

"Not really!" The old man didn't give up, "Scare my fish away, you, and you!" What will you pay me for? ”

"This ......" Mei Qinghe was a little foggy, "I'm sorry, if that's the case, please forgive me!" ”

"We didn't speak loudly." The servant muttered under his breath.

Who knew that the old man's ears were sharp, and he immediately caught the servant's words, although he stood very straight, but he was clearly angry, which made people suspect that he was about to jump to his feet: "So, you want to deny it?!" And, man? Am I that old? ”

Mei Qinghe hurriedly calmed down: "Old man, we don't have this intention. How do you want to compensate for the opening. ”

"That's pretty much it!" The old man snorted and stared at the wine jar in his arms, "I don't see you next to me, if you are cheap, just take that wine as a countervail!" ”

Don't bother with the "old man" at this time.

Mei Qinghe let out an "oh", suddenly realized, and motioned for the servant to take the wine.

The servant watched from the side for a long time, and already understood that the old man relied on the old man to sell the old, and he was messing around, where they disturbed him fishing, it was obvious that he himself could not resist the temptation, and was attracted by the smell of wine.

He slandered in his heart: What is cheap for us, if someone wants this wine, we won't sell it! If I don't book in advance, where can I have a drink?

The servant reluctantly gave the old man a jar of wine, and the old man glared at him: "What about sending Hanako?" ”

"Archie, give all the wine to my husband!" Mei Qinghe commanded.

"What do you mean by 'send'?" The old man didn't buy it, "Lose!" Got it? ”

"Okay, it's a loss!" Mei Qinghe accompanied the smiling face, "The juniors are abrupt." ”

The old man laughed at this time: "Hahahaha, you kid is good, you can teach!" ”

He took the wine, patted the wine seal, closed his eyes and sniffed it intoxicatedly: "Good wine!" After speaking, he took a few sips at the mouth of the altar, "Boy, who are you from the Mei family?" ”

Archie's face softened at this time, and he thought to himself, his character is not good, and he is quite discerning!

Mei Qinghe gave a salute: "Thank you for the praise of the seniors, and the junior Mei Qinghe." ”

The servant Archie finally couldn't help but say, "This is my young master, and the wine your old man drank was brewed by our young master himself!" ”

The old man drank happily and laughed heartily: "Haha, it's really terrifying!" After speaking, he glanced at Mei Qinghe a few times, "Well, yes, it's an eye-catching child!" ”

Mei Qinghe smiled and did not speak.

The more the old man looked at Mei Qinghe, the more pleasing he became, and after drinking a jar of wine, he smacked his mouth, and said with an endless aftertaste: "It's a pity that the jar is a little smaller." - Huh? ”

Mei Qinghe's eyes immediately widened: "Senior, what's wrong?" ”

"This jar also contains ingenuity. Where? What a pity! ”

"Don't hide it, this jar is fired by the juniors themselves, dare to ask the seniors, what is the pity?"

"It would be better if it was inscribed! Food with beautiful utensils, beautiful altar with fine wine, wonderful! Just right, I'll write a few words for you to take back and use. He smirked a few times, "I don't write to him in general!" ”

Archie was unimpressed, indignant in his heart, why did he rip off their wine as soon as he came up? What do you write a few stinky words to show?

The old man turned around and left, and when he saw that the two people behind him were still rubbing, he shouted: "Keep up!" ”

In this way, Mei Qinghe followed the old man home inexplicably.

The old man's home was not far from the shore of the lake, and it was only a quarter of an hour's walk from the place where the Meiqing River was dug up. Passing through the wooded area, there was an open area in front of them, and they ended up in the hut in the open field. The hut was surrounded by a fence to form a large courtyard, and in one corner of the yard a shed was built, under which a flock of hens clucked.

There are vegetables and flowers in the yard.

It's also neat and pleasing to the eye.

The old man led them into one of the large thatched huts. The name of the study is also very dragging: Mao Zhai.

"My study, not bad! From now on, you will call me Su Lao. The 'Su' of awakening, the 'old' of the old man is determined to be thousands of miles away. The old man's tone was quite proud.

Coming into the hut, Mei Qinghe was already stunned!

The four walls of the room are covered with words, not to mention the tables. Some of those words are pretentious, like a dragon, like a shock, and they are chic and uninhibited; Some are as heavy as their eyes, with feelings; Some are bright, concise and straightforward......

Mei Qinghe: This old man really didn't deceive me.

On that day, Mei Qinghe got the word like a treasure, and when he went back, he began to burn his wine jar.

It is also strange that Mei Qinghe has become a friend with the old man since then.

In the blink of an eye, more than a few months, late autumn has passed winter in Yu. Heaven and earth are neither hot nor cold.

Mei Qinghe brought a few jars of "Mei Bai" to visit Su Lao.

He had recently brewed a new wine, which was about to be opened. This is good news, and I am ready to tell Su Lao as well, so that he can be greedy early.

Dismounted in front of the thatched hut, he took down a few jars of "plum white" and a chicken called Huaji, a bag of peanuts, and a box of cloud cakes.

You can always find Su Lao in Maozhai. Today is no exception.

What Mei Qinghe didn't expect was that when he entered, there was a girl sitting opposite the old man!

He looked at Su Lao, looked at the girl - since Su Lao was here, it was impossible for him to make a mistake, so he was relieved.

He was a little ashamed to see the girl.

The girl was covered in rose light silk, with a beautiful appearance and a depressed expression.

Mei Qinghe nodded at the girl, said hello, walked in quickly and put down the things in his hand, Su Lao's eyes had already turned several times with his movements.

The girl couldn't see his greed, Huo Di stood up and instantly turned "Su Lao" into "Lao Su": "Lao Su, I know it's useless to look for you!" ”

"That's a mistake! How useless, I support your idea, 'Singing about wine, how much is life?' It's best to live happily, and there's nothing wrong with living well for yourself. ”

The girl sat down again: "Who told me to have a conscience, I can't bear my father's anger." ”

"Tut-tut," Boss Su shook his head, "What kind of bullshit is this, but he made you angry first!" ”

"Good!" The girl seemed to have finally made up her mind, "Then listen to you!" ”