When the summer is scorching, Zhong Xiaoshu also stays at home all day and doesn't want to go out, Wuxianglou has been operating normally, and she doesn't have to take care of it every day, and Ning Shuya's wedding is about to bother more, so she has a lot of free time.

With nothing to do, Zhong Xiaoshu began to tinker with new things in the small kitchen.

The dishes and desserts were basically skipped, and Zhong Xiaoshu began to move his eyes to the drinks.

Juice is too pediatric, and wine is the most popular thing in ancient society!

Although there are many types of liquor, most of them are spirits for men and women, and there are only a few kinds of sake in this era, which immediately aroused Zhong Xiaoshu's desire to create. Hope.

Zhong Xiaoshu threw himself in the small kitchen and used the principle of glutinous rice fermentation for several days.

It's a pity that the process of winemaking has rarely been touched before, and what Zhong Xiaoshu makes is either clear or lumpy, and it is always unsuccessful, and he can't taste it in his mouth.

"If it really doesn't work, even if it doesn't succeed, it doesn't matter." Yin Zhige kindly comforted her.

Who knew that Zhong Xiaoshu didn't do it, and snorted lightly and said, "I will definitely be able to make sweet wine!" ”

Then the more frustrated the braver, the more courageous and frustrated.

Yin Zhige had no choice but to let her experiment over and over again, and at most pull his little wife back to the room to rest at night.

When she came back from the next day, Yin Zhige was about to go to the small kitchen to find Zhong Xiaoshu first, but saw Nianwu hurriedly going to the water room to fetch water, and hurriedly stopped her, "Nianwu, what's wrong?" ”

Is Xiao Shu going to rest so early today?

"Master, you're back." Nian Wu hurriedly leaned over and saluted, and then said with a smile, "It's Madame's sweet wine that has finally been made, but it seems that I have eaten a few more glasses, and I am about to get some cold water for Madame to wash her face." ”

Her sweet wine was finally finished, but she didn't expect to be able to get drunk.

Yin Zhige couldn't help but smile and shook his head, "Is she in the room?" I'm going to see her. ”

"Madame is in the room, sir, go." After Nian Wu finished speaking, he hurried to the water room.

Yin Zhige strode into the bedroom, and sure enough, he saw Zhong Xiaoshu's cheeks red and red, and he was swiping ink in front of the desk, looking chic and presumptuous.

It doesn't seem like you're too drunk to write.

Yin Zhige pursed his lips and smiled, and took a closer look, where was there still some neat calligraphy and painting on the paper, and it was a bunch of crooked little Wang Ba.

Immediately, Yin Zhige couldn't help laughing, and said, "Xiao Shu, what are you doing!" ”

Where is someone drunk and painting Wang Ba here, his lady is really interested in novelty!

As soon as Zhong Xiaoshu heard his voice, he stopped moving his pen, smiled and threw himself at him happily, causing Yin Zhige to reach out and hug him.

"Stop! Look, my sweet wine has been brewed! Zhong Xiaoshu looked down for a long time, but didn't see her wine glass, frowned slightly, and said strangely, "Huh? Where's my liqueur? ”

The gesture was about to get up again to look for it, where did Yin Zhige dare to let go, and hurriedly hugged her and sat down on the soft couch.

"I don't have to look for it anymore, I just saw you like this, and I know that the wine must be made."

Zhong Xiaoshu didn't force it, he raised his head and smiled at him, still holding the brush in his hand, dancing with his hands, "Look, I said that I can definitely do it, I really succeeded." ”

She was white and white. With a slender neck, but his movements are like a child begging for praise, he is really innocent, cute, charming and seductive, which made Yin Zhige's eyes darken, but he still tried his best to answer her rationally.

"Yes, you can do whatever you want, and I never doubted you."

After receiving the praise, Zhong Xiaoshu was even more excited, and immediately wanted to pull Yin Zhige to see her new paintings-a bunch of Wang Batu.

"Look, look at my paintings!"

Rao is Yin Zhige was carried away by love again, and this good word couldn't be said.

I had to stabilize her and say, "Xiao Shu, you are really drunk today, go to bed and lie down for a while, I will go and let the kitchen cook some sobering soup." ”

The most taboo thing for a drunk person is to be said, "You're drunk!" ”

Zhong Xiaoshu immediately retorted, "I'm not drunk!" The sweet wine I brewed, how many degrees can the glutinous rice come out! I'm not drunk! ”

At most, it's just mash, who can get drunk with this! Yin Zhige looked down on her too much!

"Stop! Not only am I not drunk, but now my thoughts are gushing, and I am very good at writing! Look at the picture I made, you see. In order to prove that he was not drunk at all, Zhong Xiaoshu made a fuss desperately.

Yin Zhige couldn't cry or laugh, hurriedly pulled Zhong Xiaoshu over, touched her face with one hand, looked at her blushing and drunk, and coaxed her in a low voice, "I know, I know, but let's go back to bed and lie down for a while, okay?" ”

It's a pity that Zhong Xiaoshu didn't listen to a word of what he said, a pair of eyes stared straight at Yin Zhige's handsome face in front of him, and he felt that it was many times better than any painting paper and words, and if he painted on this face, it would definitely look better than on painting paper.

As soon as this idea came out, Zhong Xiaoshu was stunned, and immediately approached his eyes, and said in a daze, "Stop Ge...... I'm going to, I'm going to draw one on your face...... Is Wang Ba good? ”

Draw the king on the face......

Obviously it was such an ambiguous position to bow her head and kiss between her snorts, but what she was thinking about was painting Wang Ba, Yin Zhige couldn't say that he couldn't cry or laugh, he was simply smiling bitterly.

"Xiao Shu...... Don't make a fuss. Yin Zhige sighed helplessly, "I'll take you to the bed and lie down." ”

Where is Zhong Xiaoshu willing to do it, he has to draw a picture now, "Don't!" No, I don't want to lie down, I want to paint! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand holding the brush, and wanted to draw it while he was talking.

How could Yin Zhige, a person who practiced martial arts, not be able to prevent her from being a little woman, and caught her with a wave of his big hand, "Xiao Shu! Stop it! ”

In this low shout, there was both helplessness and a little annoyance, he was a big man, where could his wife draw Wang Ba on his face.

Zhong Xiaoshu's mouth was deflated, his eyes lowered all of a sudden, and he looked like he was about to cry, like a child who couldn't get candy, and he looked so pitiful.

When Yin Zhige saw it, her heart suddenly softened, and as soon as she sobbed softly, she immediately said that she could only nod her head.

With a long sigh, Yin Zhige let go of the hand that grabbed her, and simply closed his eyes and stretched out his face, "Paint, paint, what do you say, I, where is there no agreement." ”