The incense is green and the leaves are remnant, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many teardrops are there to hate, leaning on the railing.

A pool of autumn water wrinkled by the wind, rippling layers of ripples, this late autumn, can not forget those old people and old things, leaning on the railing, embracing infinite resentment. How can it be just a word, sorrowful!

The sun is setting, and the sky is full of sunset.

At this moment, I stood in the small square and looked at the old and middle-aged people not far ahead. He was wearing the big dark blue pajamas with folds, standing in front of the small pool in the middle of the small square, looking at the small patch of withered lotus flowers, alone in a daze!

The sassy autumn breeze blew cool from behind, and I saw him let go of his two hands behind his back, and after tugging forward at his pajamas, he hugged his arms around his chest.

For him, lotus flowers are dissolved into life. I think it started from the day he pulled out the village flower in the mud.

He once described after drinking, although the village flower was covered with mud, but like a slim lotus standing in front of him, when he put on a broken raincoat on the village flower, a red cloud instantly flew on the village flower's cheeks, more delicate than the sunset on the horizon.

Through his short description, I can think of the extraordinary beauty of the village flowers. Perhaps, she is a wisp of lotus fragrance soul, which accidentally falls in the world. Deeper in the middle of the night, it condenses into a drop of dew and dissipates in the early morning sun.

To make a long story short, I only feel that life has been since ancient times, and there are many regrets!

It's a pity that the village flower that has been fragrant and damaged early is just like that.

Perhaps, there is always a person who dissolves into life in a person's life, and he cannot forget it until he dies. I guess, the old man, in the emotional world of this life, no matter how much he struggles, he can't step out of the circle that the village flower drew for him.

Suddenly, Boss Lan shouted at me to get into the car behind me, and when I looked back, she stood next to the car and pointed to the old man in front of me.

I turned around and called out to him twice, and he was still standing there in a daze, as if he hadn't heard. Well, I shook my head, thinking that he must have seen it, and walked over to him.

On the side, in a circle of granite rocks are willow trees newly planted this spring, and some small broken river stone paving is on top of it. I bent down and picked up a few and held them in the palm of my hand, at this moment, I didn't want to call him, I had already shouted enough.

By the way, standing five or six meters away from him, greet him with this thing in your hand.

One, two, third hit him in the back, and when he suddenly turned around, I was holding a fourth high above my head. He looked at me with his hands on the pergola, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the sunset cast a red light on his black face, as if the stinky scoundrel who played tricks and didn't pay his wages yesterday was not him at all.

Inside a very chic tavern, brightly lit and lively. The aroma of the meal passed through the nostrils and stimulated the taste buds, and at this moment, everyone was extremely hungry, and Boss Lan opened the meal.

Sister Yan is very happy today, and her makeup is very thick, very thick. I can always see her, and I take out cosmetics from my bag anytime and anywhere, and put them on for a while. Looking at her white face and pink face, it seems that she also imitates the rush of lotus flowers. Suddenly, I remembered the words of the sweeping uncle: "How many layers of ground powder have you rubbed?" Unconsciously, I actually looked at Sister Yan and smirked. Sister Shiitake sitting next to me asked me what I was laughing at? She's been with me all day today, and I guess, she knows about tonight's party.

At this time, I pointed to Sister Yan's powdered peach cheeks and said, "The peach blossoms are bright and bright." ”

"Hahaha, honey, are you here for the masquerade? We'll all drown in your peach nightmare for a while, forget it! Boss Lan said with a laugh while handing over the menu in his hand, "My dear, I just ordered a few plates of side dishes, and one of you is ordering a plate, you can eat whatever you want." ”

"Look, what do you want to eat?" Sister Shiitake took my arm and looked at the menu and said.

"I'll go find a glass of water instead of wine, and you can light it for me." I say.

"Who told you to substitute water for wine? No, one bottle per person, you have to drink it. Give me "Husband and Wife Lung Tablets" and "Nine Turns of Large Intestine", and tell the waiter to put more chili peppers. At this time, the old man said with a dark face.

Sister Yan, who has a pink face and peach blossoms, is even more wonderful, I don't know if she can eat it, or if she eats it specially? Anyway, after she ordered a plate of bullfrogs, she squinted at the general manager and said, "One person orders one plate, why are you so special, two plates?" The owner of the treat just said that one person orders a plate, and the one you order more will pay for it yourself. ”

"You think you're very obedient, you only ordered one plate, and I just asked the waiter to double the dishes I ordered, which is not worth a plate of bullfrogs for you, right? After a while, you'll know that maybe it's not even a frog. Said the old man. Old tyrant, what did you order, hurry up. ”

"You don't know what I'm ordering, do you? Hurry up and get a hammer!" Sister Shiitake turned her head and said.

She has a few relatives from Sichuan at home, so Sister Shiitake sometimes can also speak two sentences of Sichuan dialect that she doesn't understand, right or wrong, only she knows what she said, I haven't been able to understand it very well, and I can roughly understand the meaning of five points when I listen to it.

"What did she just say?" The old man asked me.

"Well, what about the eldest brother sitting across from you, my sister, he asked what you just said?" I told Sister Shiitake Mushroom.

"You told him to light a hammer!" Sister Shiitake said without raising her head or opening her eyes.

Oh! What the hammer is, I'm confused.

"She said, click on a hammer!" I told the old man who was eating the pickles.

"Hahaha, hahaha, let's drink some first, I brought a bottle of liquor from home, and pour everything I can drink. If you can't drink it, pour a beer, let's touch a glass to celebrate, I'm so happy to see you! Boss Lan said with a smile.

Wine, this thing is amazing.

I think that when Wu Erlang finished drinking, he was so bold that he rounded his fist and beat a tiger to death in one go, I really don't know if Wu Erlang after sobering up had cold hairs standing upside down, cold in his back, and was afraid.

It is also possible that Wu Erlang drank too much spirits, and when he beat the tiger, he moved too much, and a mouthful of wine came out of his throat and sprayed into the tiger's mouth, and the tiger was drunk half to death on the spot, and he was killed and fell asleep.

But then again, if Wu Erlang hadn't drunk a few jars of spirits, I don't think he would have been beaten by the tiger on the spot in Jingyanggang. Since ancient times, this wine has been able to give people courage and add a bit of courage, and it is not impossible to create a miraculous effect after drinking. Some people who usually don't speak, after a few glasses of wine, they talk endlessly. As long as they can breathe, even if it's a dog, they can hug each other and talk quite speculatively. When drunk, you will tell the truth, or how to say "drink the truth"! I think it may be that after the alcohol entered the stomach, it didn't take long for the old intestine and old belly to be quickly anesthetized, so there was only a straight line between the heart and the mouth, and there was no way to beat around the bush, so the brain directly pulled out the power to rest.

ACCCIM likes to miss the old people after drinking, especially in this late autumn that makes him sad, thinking about it is enough for him to drink a pot of land. In the words of Boss Lan: "My brother is too concave, and he doesn't have a brain to do things." "

I think half of the reason for Boss Lan is to relieve the siege of the ACCCIM, who let it be her brother? The reason for the other half is to take back his own property on the spot, and if her brother continues to do this, I am afraid that when she is empty-handed, she will have to pay off a butt of debts for him!

The old middle-aged man who can't leave and wants to run fast wants to use Boss Mei's relationship and resources to quickly build buildings in other places, but Yu Niannian is eyeing his storefront. On the one hand, there is a construction site that has no funds to operate and nothing works, and on the other hand, it has not received much money, and it has a dumb store that has been rented out at a loss and owes a lot of wages to employees. What else? In his own drunken words, he can only lie down on the spot and play a scoundrel, and if he doesn't play a scoundrel, he won't have any money to give?

At this time, the dishes were almost served, and everyone was chatting while eating.

Boss Lan ordered an iron pot to stew a goose. Hehe, there is a big pot of hot and whirring, and there is a circle of large cakes next to it, and the staple food is there. The owner of this shop didn't know where he got a big black and shiny iron pot, so he brought it directly to the table. The typical Northeast cuisine reminds me of the old hen stewed mushrooms that cuckoos love to eat. I don't know, how is the cuckoo doing, and when she comes back, I will treat her to the most authentic old hen stewed mushrooms. I was thinking, this iron pot stewed goose and chicken stewed mushrooms are really a pair of sister flowers of Northeast cuisine, the stew method is the same, and they are both famous. It seems that eating is also a very unfathomable culture.

At this moment, Sister Yan's bullfrog was on the table, and her expression was like Zhu Bajie looking at the ginseng fruit, and her saliva flowed out.

"Is that all that good?" I asked Sister Shiitake next to me, who was looking down and eating her favorite red oil pig ears.

"Oops! Taste, taste! Sister Shiitake stood up as she spoke, picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth, and said "fresh" with her mouth chirping. After sitting down, she touched her elbow and said, "Taste it!"

Oh! Oh my God, I don't dare to look at it more, so I put it in my mouth, I guess if I take a bite, I'll have a nightmare at night!

At this moment, I secretly glanced at the plate, and after everyone had a chopstick and I had a chopstick, the bullfrog was left with a skeleton and squatted on a lotus leaf in the plate, looking at a lotus flower carved with a sugar heart radish in front of him. Just now, when it was brought to the table, the bullfrog was squatting on the plate like a muscular bodybuilder, and it was very realistic.

I couldn't accept that this giant frog suddenly jumped on the table, and even if I took off the pimple green coat, I would never dare to eat half of it. I always feel that the phrase "toad wants to eat swan meat" echoes in my ears, but now I am confused about who wants to eat "toad" very much.

The last dish that came out after a long time was the three kinds of shredded silk that Sister Shiitake ordered for me, yams, taro and sweet potatoes, which were sweet and noodle in my mouth, and I thought it was much more comfortable to put in my mouth than the bullfrog.

The wine enters the bowels of sorrow, turns into lovesick tears, and is so melancholy!

At this time, feeling that the old man seemed to have drunk a little too much, he took off his blue pajamas and put them on the back of the chair, wearing a gray old man's shirt. I've never heard him say why he feels so much about this pajama that he wears it when he goes out in such a season.

Fortunately, it is such a small hotel, if it is changed to a big hotel frequented by international friends, I think he will have to be blocked out.

Just now, I saw him pick up the lotus next to the bullfrog, look at it in front of his eyes, the chopsticks slipped, the lotus rolled onto the table, he hurriedly picked it up with his hands, stuffed his mouth and closed his eyes tightly to eat. Sister Shiitake mushroom, who has a very low laughing point, laughed so much that she squirted out the sweet potatoes in her mouth!

Oh, yes! Everyone is more or less angry with him, who made you owe wages and didn't pay it? At this moment, when I knew that he was not working, I felt a little gloating. But in the face of Boss Lan, he doesn't say anything.

Probably, only people who love bullfrogs know that the bullfrog is a dish of bullfrogs, and the bullfrog is squatting on the lotus leaf, watching the lotus flower appear in front of everyone's eyes in a daze. Originally, when he didn't come, he was in a daze at a pool of dried lotuses, and at this time, he followed the bullfrog group to the lotus flowers on the plate in a daze, and after staying there, he swallowed the lotus flowers alive. This is really, swallowing the lotus raw, worrying about the green waves. At this moment, the old middle head and the bullfrog are haggard together, which is worth seeing.

I said, Sister Yan loves to eat and is delicious, and she really eats on the spot.