His heart was still not at peace, even if he told himself to suppress it, to stop the thoughts that were like a raging flood, he could not borrow the earth. He felt like he was in a state of poverty.

I haven't grown up to be a person who stands up to the sky, and I can't plan what kind of proper and perfect measures I have. He only felt tired from life, probably because his heart was too sensitive, and he had to resort to external objects to calm or vent, so he moved out of the cellar to store wine. A man sat on the edge of the tower and began to pour himself a drink.

The wine was mellow, and it was long enough in the cellar that it was a small inheritance left over from his grandfather's time, and he only took it out to drink when he had no choice, and the cup was an old cup, which was also passed down to him by his grandfather. When these two things are used at the same time, he always believes that when he drinks, there will be a distant and ethereal soul talking to him, which is the joke that his venerable relatives used to tease him with their blushing faces and strong short beards.

But he didn't think it was a joke, the bronze cup in the moonlight was flowing with stars in the sky, maybe only by drinking the galaxy could he wash away the sorrow stuffed with grains.

It had been a long time since his father had heard from him, and he had even forgotten what he looked like, and if it weren't for a group photo of the four generations in the house, he would hardly be able to recall this ruthless and cold man. It's also angry to say that he is ruthless and cold, I just hate that he has been away for so many years and has never come home, poor his warm wife, poor that he has not received a little bit of fatherly love.

But Yining has complained a lot, he believes that his grandfather will not teach an unfilial son, but his grandfather left too hurriedly and did not tell the whole story. The past events in the wind and waves were buried in the loess with the death of my grandfather, and I never had the opportunity to understand that past.

But now, I was so excited for him on such a night, was I too stupid, or was my soul torn by the blood thicker than water.

Wine, it's really not a good thing, but it's such a bad thing that accompanies him in the coldest and loneliest moments, by the way, and the wine jar and wine glass, maybe in this way, he is not really lonely, there is a sister downstairs, there is Yuhua, but at this moment they are all asleep.

He began to recall his grandfather, a deep memory of that moment, when he was a child, he thought he was smart, and he was often aroused by his grandfather's curiosity, and he always wanted to explore what was in his wine jug, but his grandfather refused to give it to him, saying that he was too young to drink, and he would not be able to afford it if he drank it. He still didn't give up and tried to try on the edge many times, and finally successfully staged a drunken fist at a wedding banquet.

At that time, a man in Chenjiagou married a foreign daughter-in-law, the banquet was very lively, and the firecrackers and fireworks kept being placed, which was a rare event, and many people who had nothing to do with it offered gifts to see this famous and beautiful bride. So, for the sake of fighting for face and other reasons, the banquet was arranged on the highway, and dozens of tables were roughly placed. He found an opportunity to secretly ask the elders sitting at the table what the wine was, and the kind old men told him that he still couldn't drink it, which further aggravated his curiosity, he originally thought that only his grandfather would say that, but the result was still the same. When his sensitive tongue touched a very hot food, water became his only life-saving medicine, but he was destined to drink the wine, but he took the wine as water, and swallowed it in a big gulp, the taste of the tip of the tongue had passed, and the strange fragrance filled his nostrils, and he finally realized why his grandfather would say such things, he was no longer able to control his body, and the world began to spin in front of him, and then he fell down in a drowsy state.

"Ah Ning, you kid secretly drank behind my back, do you taste anything now?" Grandpa asked.

"Grandpa, that wine is really unpleasant, I'm dizzy after drinking it, it's worse than medicine, I won't drink anymore!" Yi Ning replied with a dim gaze on his grandfather's back.

"Oh, really, that's not necessarily, there will be a way to do it in the future, and I don't count what I say now." Grandpa seemed to be smiling happily, but he didn't understand why he was laughing. It's just that the undulating back is holding him, and he is not very comfortable.

The torches burned and illuminated the path deep in the weeds, and the flickering flames were like the sun at night. But he didn't have to walk on the ground, grandpa knew that he didn't have the slightest strength, he was walking very right, he had been walking such a road for many years, and the shadows under the firelight seemed to be deliberately greeting, and they all gave way out. He probably remembered the horror movie he had watched, and immediately closed his eyes and listened to the rumors, and after a while, he woke up like a dream and went home with his grandfather.

The night went by quickly, and he didn't stay here until dawn, but the half-drunk man dreamed a lot and woke up often. He took advantage of this break to look at the clouds that were gradually brightening up in the sky, and when the dawn broke, the dark night was finally over, and he had to start to look for the two who were still asleep.

One night allowed Yuhua to wipe away her tears, maybe she also had a dream of meeting people, today she looks good, but there are a lot fewer words, maybe she hasn't found the right time to open her chatterbox.

"Shi'an, come over and help my brother and bring the food to the table..."

"Here, second brother!"

"Second brother, you are really the best brother in the world, you will cook for me at home every day, I am really happy! Come closer, I'll whisper something to you..."Shi An took advantage of his inattention to kiss a bite in his ear, and the red lipstick was very moist.

"This Nizi, it's really..."He was just surprised and warmed in his heart, put his finger on his cheek, and smiled slightly, could it be that Gu Fang still had a lipstick in the gift she gave her?

He wasn't going to clean up the lipstick mark right away, so let's make this girl happy for a while, as a sign of her victory, he really lost to his sister.

Breakfast didn't take long to prepare, and the old-fashioned dish with three pieces of onion oil kang cake and porridge was already considered hearty. From the moment he came out of the room, he was ready to make people laugh. Sure enough, when Yuhua saw the lipstick mark on his cheek under his ear, he burst out laughing.

"Brother Aning, you're still wearing makeup this morning, you don't mean to make me laugh, I'm already happy, I'm not as fragile as you think." Yuhua seems to have forgotten yesterday's sadness and regained her liveliness.

"Yuhua, such a masterpiece was made by Shi'an, I don't know where he got his lipstick, I thought she was starting to dress up now, she loves beauty at such a young age, and she is really a girl." He explained to Yuhua with a smile.

"Wow, second brother, what did you say to Sister Yuhua quietly, are you talking bad about me, hum!" Shi'an came back from outside the door, and she always had to call the domestic chickens scattered in all directions to come back every day before eating, because she liked to see them rush to the moment, and she didn't know when she developed a habit.

"What's the matter, I didn't say anything bad about you, I just want this seal to last a little longer, after all, you made it, I'll be happy if you're happy."

"Okay, then you have to keep it until the evening before you can wash it, this lipstick is very fragrant, hehe!" Shi An flew into Yining's arms, her behavior was supported by her second brother, and naturally she had to symbolically give him a decent hug.

Yuhua smiled and looked at the funny brother and sister, "Okay, it's time to eat, otherwise it's going to be cold for a while, Shi'an, my sister will send you something later, I promise you will like it, just sit down and eat now." ”

"Okay, Sister Yuhua, I'll sit obediently, I'll eat obediently, can I reward some more things?" Shi'an pleaded with Yuhua in a pitiful tone.

"Okay, I'll give you more, I've never seen such an elf naughty ghost." Yuhua also looked at her dotingly.

"Shi'an, after dinner, you can go to Xiaohong's house to play, Sister Li Yuhua and I are going to go around the back of the mountain, okay?" Yi Ning also ruthlessly arranged Shi'an's itinerary, he really had something to say that he had to be two people.

"Hmm... Okay, I agree, but second brother, can you make me a garland when you come back from the mountain, I want you to make one yourself, okay? Shi'an immediately used her coquettish Dafa, and he had to be tricked by this situation.

"Okay, but you should pay attention to safety when you go to play in other people's yards, don't play too hot with those boys, there are still a lot of artillery battles in this year, don't be too playful..."

Breakfast time passed quickly, and the trip went as he had planned, Shi'an went to Xiaohong's courtyard, while he and Yuhua walked around into the back mountain.

The snow in the mountains has not yet disappeared, but there are scattered snowdrifts between the loess, and it seems that the snow in my hometown has been exhausted, and there is no thought of returning to the world. At the request of his reporter Shi'an, he took the most energetic wreath of flowers woven into one large and one small from the lush wild mountain chrysanthemums that bloomed, and put one on himself, and handed the other into Yuhua's hands.

He really didn't feel comfortable wearing a garland, but he couldn't care so much about making her smile. Yuhua is really beautiful, her gentle and delicate and pure smile will form a beautiful landscape. It's just that Jingmei is not as beautiful as moving, and soon walked to the swing platform under the chestnut tree under his push.

"Yuhua, this is the swing I made for Shi'an, it's very fun, you can sit on it for an interview, you can relax."

"Brother Aning, you are so good to Shi'an, if I have such a brother who is so good to me, I will be good to him for the rest of my life!"

"I'm not also your brother, you have to remember that this is also your home, you are not an outsider, I will always support you!"

The bare branch of the chestnut tree was tied with two fine hemp ropes that held the swing together, and under the tree were these two young men and women of their prime. But they are not as romantic as in the plot of the novel, they are just looking for a way to soothe their hearts, confiding in each other in the cold wind in the middle of the mountain, and urging each other to have a hint of youth, perhaps at their age, even getting closer will attract mysterious powers.

He didn't know what Yuhua was thinking at the moment, and the same Yuhua didn't know Yining's thoughts, the two of them went one after the other, Yuhua sat on the swing and swayed, and Yining used her strong arms to push her to look at the scenery farther away, harmonious and unified until she was sleepy.

"Brother Aning, you drank last night, I know you feel uncomfortable, I'll accompany you tonight, don't bear it alone, tell me more, we're a family..."

Family! Family! It's really a family, but what he wants is different, he only regards Yuhua as his sister, and in his father's letter, even Uncle Shu Yong has a sense of entrustment, which makes him how good, he hasn't expressed his hazy love words to Gu Fang, and he can't accept Su Yuan's love too early, but he has to take care of the Yuhua sister next to him who is more related to him first.

"Yuhua, you're a girl, it's not good to drink, you don't have to learn from me..."

"It's okay, I can still drink a little..."

At this time, the wind could not tell whether it was a winter wind or a spring breeze, and it really didn't have the heart to distinguish the north and south, so it roared, rolled up the pile of fallen leaves, and swept away under the cliff. The luck of falling leaves is far away from these poor decays, but they can't force it, falling into the abyss is not fate, but just a coincidence, maybe they can experience a new journey before everything is over is their wish.

They don't plan to go to the mountain temple in the back mountain, they have to make garlands for Shi'an after chatting for a long time, if it is all mountain chrysanthemums, it looks monotonous, they have to find some strong wild flowers from the ice and snow, in such a vigorous and dormant mountain, not only Huang Ying blooms the most brilliantly.

"Jingle Jingling ......" There was a sound from the landline at home, Yining ran over to pick it up, and he and Yuhua had gone home at this time. Shi'an was happily running to show off to her little friend, while Yuhua was preparing dinner.

"A-Ning, my mother said that she misses you a little, and called you to come to the city tomorrow, and we will go to the third uncle's house for a reunion dinner, this year can't be casual, you know...... When the time comes, bring Yuhua with you, and my mother wants to meet her too......"

He had originally planned to go to see his mother in these two days, and Yuhua also had to take him to see his mother, and his father's letter told him to do so, and there was no reason to leave the generation, it was an inner torture that he had to face.

“surprise！ Brother Aning, guess who I am? A familiar voice came out of the phone, and he suddenly felt a little incredulous, and he couldn't speak for a while, which was really too much of a surprise.

"Hey, Brother Aning, why don't you speak, I, Fangfang, I'm on Auntie's side, I'll come to see her first if I have nothing to do in the year, you have to come over tomorrow, we're waiting for you here......"

He didn't know how to answer, but he dealt with it in a more normal manner, and I have to say that he couldn't be more peaceful today.

After dinner, Yuhua took the wine as promised, and after sitting quietly for half a salary, she started, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, of course, she naturally couldn't drink too much, so what she took out was a home-brewed low-alcohol rice wine, which was yellow in color but not too turbid, so the two could drink and talk freely.

What can the two of them talk about with each other? I don't know how much joy and sorrow, people who know too much are always painful, and people who know too little are also painful, but at this moment, they can be regarded as having this unspeakable sadness and open-mindedness together.

Wine is sad, but it is not the taste of leaving home.