Looking at the sun that was about to set in the west, Huang Tianba's heart sank, his eyes flickered, his lips bitten, and finally opened his mouth and shouted: "Hua Niang, you come back, I have wine at home." ”

Hua Niangzi turned around in a daze, looked at Huang Tianba with a suspicious face, Huang Tianba nodded firmly and said: "I, my family still has a big jar of wine, enough for you to eat for a few days, just rest in these days, don't keep running to the county, your face is thin into a knife face." ”

The flower lady's face was happy at first, and then she drooped down her little face, stirred her finger bones in embarrassment, shook her little head, didn't dare to look at Huang Tianba's eyes, and said embarrassedly: "Uncle Huang, I can't buy your wine, I don't have much silver left, I can only buy a few days of rice stuffed, wine, it's too expensive." ”

Huang Tianba smiled and said: "Don't be polite to my uncle, this is what Huang Zheng told me, no one drinks at home, let it go, you can feed Xiao Eleven a few more times and find the milk back." ”

The flower lady smiled knowingly, this Huang Zheng, the villagers are rumored to be an indecent and powerful girl, but after contact in the past few days, she is a wonderful person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

She catches up with the time to eat every day, Huang Zheng always gives her a mouthful of food at home, if she doesn't eat, she will say that it is all for Xiao Eleven's milk, let her not go to her heart. Today is to send gold sore medicine, and to give yourself liquor, and it is really to sleep and hand pillows, and send black carbon in the snow.

Huang Tianba saw that the flower lady was moved, so he led the flower girl to his house, went to the tree in the courtyard, had a good meal, and finally dug out two jars of wine jars sealed with yellow mud, Huang Tianba took out one of the jars, and the other jar was still buried intact.

The movement of digging soil in the yard naturally alarmed Huang Zheng in the house, and Xiao Yi in the West House couldn't hide it, and both of them walked to the courtyard.

Huang Zhenghu looked at the wine jar on the ground suspiciously and asked, "Dad, what are you digging up?" ”

Huang Tianba was stunned for a long time, and said with some embarrassment: "Zheng'er, this is my daughter Hong, the year you were born, I buried an altar with my own hands, and your mother buried an altar with my own hands, just waiting for the day you get married, and take it out with my own hands to send you to get married." Daddy's altar is still for you, and your mother's altar is ...... She won't be coming back......"

In ancient times, there was a custom that when giving birth to a daughter, a few jars of mud were sealed and buried in the ground, and when the daughter got married in the future, it would be used as a wedding wine; When giving birth to a son, several jars of mud sealed Zhuangyuanhong were buried in the ground, and they will be used as celebratory wine when the son's gold list is inscribed in the future.

When he was the poorest in the family, Huang Tianba was not willing to take it out, and now for the sake of the flower lady, it can be seen how deep compassion he has for the flower lady.

As soon as she heard that it was Huang Zheng's wedding wine, the flower lady shook her head like a wave drum, and said in a panic: "What is this?" No, absolutely not, absolutely not ......"

Huang Zheng patted the round belly of the wine jar on the ground, and smiled indifferently: "Sister-in-law Hua, you don't have to feel guilty." That woman will never come back, what are you doing with this wine? If I had known about the existence of this wine, I would have sold it for steamed buns to eat, or simply poured out the silence, so as not to think of that woman's bad heart. ”

Having said that, the flower lady always felt that she was too reluctant to go, and refused to take the wine.

Huang Zheng scooped it up with a bamboo tube and handed it to the flower lady, one to give, and the other not to give.

The two tore each other for a long time, and then the flower lady reluctantly took her daughter Hongzhen and Zhen, and said gratefully: "Zheng'er, you are so good to me, first give me gold sore medicine, and then send my daughter Hong, how can I be good?" Don't worry, this wedding wine, I will buy a new altar even if I work hard, bury it in the ground with my own hands, and take it out when you get married. ”

Huang Zheng teased indifferently: "Flower lady, I welcome you to bury me with wedding wine at any time, but don't 'work hard', Xiao Eleven and Xiao Hua'er are eating your milk, it's too late to make up for it, how can you be hungry and bitter .....,"

Huang Zheng was about to go into the back room to get food, but the flower girl ran home embarrassedly holding the wine jar.

Huang Zheng didn't really want to give the flower lady food, but just used it to dilute the guilt of the flower girl.

Seeing away the thin back of the flower lady, Huang Zheng turned his eyes to Huang Tianba, seeing that Huang Tianba's face turned red, he immediately set up the blacksmith stove, pretending to be busy with the work in his hands.

Huang Zheng sighed lightly, from the mouth of the flower lady, she heard some secret taste, the gold sore medicine, not given by herself, plus the matter of taking her daughter's red, Huang Zheng can be sure, these are Huang Tianba's own ideas, Huang Zheng is not good at saving his face, so he let the flower lady take away the wine jar.

If he had changed to Huang Zheng, he would have exchanged the wine for silver and buns when he was hungry; will not give wine to the flower lady, let her go home to spoil her, get used to her walking corpse-like husband, let him eat wine and go crazy.

Huang Tianba is thin-skinned and soft-hearted, and Huang Zheng is not easy to say anything deeper.

The flower lady carried the wine jar back to the house, and secretly hid under the firewood stack, and before she covered the firewood, she felt that a pair of eyes were staring at her back.

The flower lady turned around in fright, saw the deep eyes of the flower Xianggong, stared at the wine jar on the ground by mistake, the flower lady pounced on it and wanted to hide it again, the trembling hand of the flower Xianggong will be flexible to take the first step, open the mud sealed lid, and smell the strong aroma of wine.

Hua Xianggong took a sip of wine, smacked his lips with satisfaction, and sighed: "Why don't you give me this pure daughter red earlier, what kind of Lao Shengzi brown rice stuffed .......?"

seemed to feel that the sipping was not enjoyable, so he simply picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth, and made a few knock knocks, half of the jar of wine was drunk, and Hua Xianggong's face was swollen and red like a cloud.

Smacked his mouth twice, his head suddenly became a little dizzy, looking at the disappointed flower lady, Hua Xianggong suddenly remembered something, and scolded angrily: "This daughter is a middle-class wine, and she can't buy a jar without three or five taels, and said, where did your wine money come from?" Are you raising a man outside, you say!! ”

Hua Xianggong's hand tightly clasped the neck of the flower girl, causing the flower lady to be a little choked.

Hua Niangzi tightly supported Hua Xianggong's arm with both hands, her throat was relieved, and she hurriedly explained: "Xianggong, this is the wedding wine of Huang Zheng of the Huang family, her mother ran away with someone else, so I don't want this wine, I wanted to throw it upside down, but I begged to come back." ”

Hua Xianggong let go of the letter suspiciously, Huang Zhengniang's runaway back then, no one in the village knows, no one knows, Huang Zheng doesn't want this wedding wine out of hatred, it is also a source.

Hua Xianggong finally let go of his hand, and the flower lady shrank in the corner of the firewood stack in fright, panting heavily,

Hua Xianggong's eyes, suddenly lingered in the arms of the flower lady, the white man's sweat towel, trembling body, and finally tried his best, like a tiger to pounce on the flower girl, but he was powerless, not yet pounced, he was like a boneless soft worm, spread in front of the flower lady, the pity in the eyes of the flower lady, even more touched the anger in the heart of the flower lady. "Pet the countryside: Lady, you are so spicy!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.