We own a hotel at home, and my dad and friends run a brewery. I heard my brother gossip that the hotel was a business that our family started to do since my grandfather. As for the brewery? The elder brother looked shy, saying that it was because when his mother married his father, he liked to drink very much, so his father followed a winemaker, studied hard for three years, and finally opened a winery, which was used as a dowry and married the best-looking woman in Lixi.

When my brother talks about his father's and mother's affairs, he has always been intoxicated and yearning.

The elder brother also said that it was because Daddy liked A-Niang very much, so he was called Hua Muyan, because A-Niang's family name was Yan. And because A-Niang likes to eat peanuts the most, I call it Hua Sheng. What? I can't bear it. I looked angry and went to settle accounts with my parents, but I didn't expect that no one paid attention to me. I had no choice but to go back and continue to listen to my brother's gossip: Do you think only Daddy likes Auntie very much? Then you are wrong. I rolled my eyes as he continued to blow. He said that in fact, Daddy was still very good-looking when he was young, but later he married the best-looking woman in the town, and he was slack off for a while, ate a little more, and accidentally grew crooked. As for A-Niang, she is not as gentle as I see.

The elder brother said that when he was five years old, there was a widow in the town, and every day when Ah Niang was not paying attention, she asked Ah Dad to help her with the work, either repairing windows or repairing tables. Daddy is a simple-minded and warm-hearted and kind person, he never refuses to help others, and in addition, he thinks that widows living alone are quite pitiful, and will always help. For a whole month, A-Niang finally couldn't help it.

One day, during dinner, the widow came to ask her father to help her see if her pig had not eaten for three days and was sick. My dad is eating, and he is about to go after putting down the dishes and chopsticks. With a strong effort, my aunt overturned the table, poured all the food and soup on the widow's clothes, grabbed Daddy's ears with one hand, dragged him to the sand in front of the inn and knelt down. The widow saw that the seduction could not be achieved and wanted to run, and was blasted out of the house by my mother with a broom. This is not the most terrible, the elder brother said, at that time, A-Niang took a small wooden stool and put it at the door of the widow's house, holding a teapot, and sat there and scolded for three days and three nights, without even repeating a sentence.

Since then, not only widows, but also other women have to "give three points" when they see their father, and they dare not look at it.

Since then, my father no longer dares to disobey my aunt, and goes out privately, and every time he goes out to do something, he will get my aunt's consent. My brother also said that since then, Daddy has eaten more and more and has grown fatter and fatter, so what I have seen since I was a child is an ugly father.

It is said that after the red fox arrived at my house, he circled around me every day. I went to feed the horse, and it followed; I went to do the laundry, it followed, I went to untie my hands, and it was also squatting outside the pit.

Then I got used to it.

I hung a silver bell around its neck, and it always jingled when it walked. It loves to follow me even more.

On the sixth day of the Red Fox's visit to my house, I took it to meet my friend Qiraku.

In this world, the person I like, except for my father and mother, is Qile.

"Does it look good?" I asked.

"Better than me." Qile said.

"Then I want to call it Seven Pleasures, is that okay?"

"Of course. You know, Ah Sheng, I'm willing to say anything. "Seven Luck is always so empathetic. His eyes smiled like a crooked moon.

"Nanaile, your eyes are so good-looking. It's like the moon in the sky. ”

"Ah Sheng, your eyes are also good-looking, like, well, like walnuts."

"Hahahaha." We always sat under the big locust tree in the back mountain, praising each other very seriously, and every time it was the same thing.

Nanaku is a great man, he can draw, he can blow the flute, he can blow the flute, he can blow a beautiful tune out of the leaves. We will know each other, also because one day my brother and I went up to the back mountain to pick mushrooms, and he sat under the big locust tree blowing leaves, and at first, he ignored me at all. Blowing his music to myself, as if I didn't exist. As a result, I persevered with him for half a year, and he finally became friends with me.

In addition to going to the monastery every few days to see him, we also have a tradition. On the third day of the first lunar month every year, we always sit under the big locust tree and eat the flower chicken. I don't know how this tradition came about, but we recognize that it is like this every year.

On the third day of the first lunar month every year, I would always steal the biggest one from the chickens my mother fed, stuff some spices into my sleeve, and go out to find Qile when the sky is still bright.

Some habits are hard to break once they've been formed. Just like now. On the third day of the first lunar month, I stole a very big chicken, which was bigger than in previous years, and the seasoning was stuffed more than in previous years.

I waited from dawn until dark, and Qiraku didn't come. The chicken was held tightly in my hand for a day, and the feathers fell to the ground. My body and hair are full of chicken feathers. I don't believe that Seven Luck is such a person who would break the appointment. I'll just wait, wait...... Late at night, my father and mother carried me and the unlucky chicken home with a large group of people carrying torches.

After returning home, I was punished by my father for kneeling on the sand pile at the door for the first time. I remember that day I didn't eat a single bite of food, didn't drink a drop of water, and didn't say a word.

Seven Luck is really the first person I like that much.

After I came back from the back mountain, my mother said that I had grown up all of a sudden.

Because I always sat under the tree with my crooked neck in my arms. There are also a lot less words.

If it weren't for him suddenly staying in my hotel, I would have been so decadent for a long time.

"Ah Sheng, Ah Sheng!" One day, my brother came in shouting all the way from outside the door.

"You call it a soul, you."

"Mao girl, dare to dislike your brother." He hit me the head. With a mysterious face, "There was a very handsome man outside the door." He said he was going to open a sake brewery with his father. ”

"Didn't Dad have friends with him?" I ignored it and continued to bathe the little fox.

"Are you a member of this family, didn't my father say it yesterday, that friend suddenly wanted to gain fame and fame, and he didn't cooperate with his father, and his father mortgaged the house to keep the winery."

"What? Mortgage the house? ”

"Hua Sheng, you are really not from this family." The elder brother pushed open the door with a look of disgust and walked out.

I quickly put down the fox, wiped my hands and followed.

It turned out to be him.

"Brother, are you blind?"

"Ah Sheng, go make tea for this brother." Dad said.

"Oh," I stuck out my tongue at him. He pretended not to see it.

After I made a very salty tea, he actually brought the first cup to my father.

Just as my dad was about to reach out to take it, I grabbed it, "I'm suddenly thirsty, I'll drink it first, Daddy." ”

"Okay then."

When I just finished drinking the tea with three handfuls of salt in my breath, the one named Li Yan handed the tea to my father again.

Mother's chicken thighs.

A pot of salty tea made me drink it all.

......

I secretly swore in my heart that in the future, I must make this person named Li Yan look good. It doesn't matter if he's good-looking or not.