Yan Cuo did not come to eat at the same table as expected.

His stir-fried dishes are very simple, fried potatoes, fried sweet potatoes.

They are all very simple vegetarian dishes, without any ingredients, the taste is very light, less oil and less salt, but the heat and raw cookness are well controlled, and you can eat the fragrance of potatoes and the sweetness of sweet potatoes.

Yan Cuo's cooking skills are very good, but I eat bitterly in my mouth.

I remembered the year Xia Xia first came, she was like this when she first learned to cook, so she was vegetarian-oriented, less oil, less salt and less ingredients, I thought it was because she didn't like to eat meat dishes, Han San smiled and said that she was hungry and afraid of people who were used to being poor, everything had to be saved, and the feeling of having a surplus at home was safe for her. So every time she eats with us, she only eats a little bit, saves her share of rice, and when we are finished, she eats the leftover vegetable scraps.

And these days, I also know a little bit about Yan Cuo, he has always eaten very simply, only eats, with very few dishes, he eats all the overnight meals and cold rice, and eats it cleanly, so clean that there is no residue of rice on the bowl, and he never wastes any food.

"Sister Fei, isn't it unappetizing? Shall I fry some shredded pork again? Xia Xia put down her chopsticks and got up.

"No, no. It's delicious, you remember to prepare some, so as not to go hungry. "I was a little distressed.

Xia Xia rolled his eyes and said, "It's already in the pot, he has this skill, and he's afraid that he will be hungry?" After speaking, he turned to a smile and said, Brother Shangguan, you eat more-Uncle Zong, does this wine suit your appetite?"

Uncle Zong has been frowning since he sat down, and after Xia Xia served the hot wine, he stared at the wine silently, and he didn't even get up with chopsticks.

Hai Piao sniffed and said with a smile: "Although I don't know what is good about wine, it does smell good." ”

Shangguan Yan also said together: "I didn't expect Miss Yan to have such a mellow rice wine at home, just smelling it is already drunk." Isn't Uncle Zong drunk by the smell of wine, and he can't even afford to taste it, right? After that, he sandwiched Yan Cuo for Uncle Zong to make potatoes and sweet potatoes, and helped him pour the wine.

Seeing that Shangguan Yan had given such a step, Uncle Zong was still a little sluggish, he pinched the wine glass full of hot wine, stared at the appetizers in the bowl, gritted his teeth, and quickly drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

The way he drank reminded me of my father.

I smiled and said: "Dad loves to drink rice wine, these are still made by him when he was in the past, he brewed a lot that year, said that he would drink until I got married, and secretly sealed two jars in the backyard, saying that he was going to open and drink at my wedding banquet, and I have not found where he is buried until now." In the past, he liked to drink around the table with three or two friends, especially in such a cold day, around the small stove, I could often hear his laughter, although I was still young at that time, but I remember it very deeply, Uncle Yan always dipped his fingers in rice wine, and secretly sent it to my mouth, so bitter that I screamed. "It's a pity that these days, it's impossible to have it anymore, and he can't drink a glass of wine saved for his father.

I wanted to say these words to ease the atmosphere, but as soon as I finished speaking, Uncle Zong slammed it down—not so much to let it go, but to smash down the wine glass, and stood up hard, and he stood up very violently, and the wind that brought it blew the fire trembling and shaking.

I was startled, and looked at him with my mouth wide open, only to see him staring at the bottle on the table with wide eyes, frowning, and panting angrily at the wine bottle on the table—

Did I say the wrong thing? What's wrong?

"Uncle Zong?" Shangguan Yan called out softly and patted his hands.

Uncle Zong gritted his teeth, panting hard, and the Liling at the door was ringing crisply, he coughed a few words in a low voice, turned his head to stare at Liling, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave first." After that, he turned around and left, raising the door and leaving the bell to send off the guests.

Hai Piao said softly: "This Uncle Zong does not seem to be very comfortable. ”

Shangguan Yan looked at the door with a smile, smiling indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Both of these people are a bit eccentric.

Xia Xia said: "Is it that we have a thin wine and vegetables, and we have neglected Uncle Zong?" ”

Shangguan Yan said: "No, Uncle Zong is a casual person, maybe these delicacies and wines remind him of the deceased, right?" Touching the scene is emotional, and it is difficult to choke on natural food. ”

"The deceased? Could it be that Uncle Zong also has friends who, like my father, like to drink home-brewed rice wine? ”

Shangguan Yan stared at me and smiled, "Maybe." ”

When he looked at me like this, I suddenly felt a little self-harming, and I guessed that I must have made these clever people laugh.

Xia Xia said cleverly: "If that's the case, it's understandable, this is Uncle Yan's own wine, not to mention more than ten years, Sister Fei has always been very precious, this time it must have sold your face Brother Shangguan, so you are willing to take out a bottle to entertain guests."

Shangguan Yan smiled deeply, sandwiched a small half of the fried sweet potato, put it in his mouth and bit it crisply, and said: "Uncle Zong is a nostalgic person, he didn't drink this small bottle of wine just now, and he will definitely regret it when he looks back, can he take this bottle away when he leaves, and let him taste it alone?" ”

Xia Xia pulled the corner of my clothes under the table and asked for my opinion, I nodded and said, "Well, Lord Shangguan can drink some if you like it, and I'll let Xia Xia fill it up again when I leave." ”

Shangguan Yan nodded and smiled, Xia Xia immediately added wine to his cup, and mischievously poured a small half cup for Hai Piao, who shook his hand again and again: "The wine is too bitter, you will faint when you drink it." ”

Shangguan Yan said with a smile: "It's okay to eat a fragrance, life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon, don't let down this rare bright moon." After that, he raised his glass to the night sky above the courtyard, and I turned my head to look, and I didn't know when it was already dark, and there was a waning moon hanging in the gray night sky, which was not bright, but a little desolate.

Hai Piao smiled, no longer shirked, picked up the wine glass, and raised his hand to Shangguan Yan to salute.

Both of them were gentle and handsome, and I suddenly felt like a strong man with a long beard.

As the cups and plates emptied, I stared at the lanterns in the courtyard and suddenly asked Shangguan Yan, "Lord Shangguan, last time I came back from the prison after visiting Yan Cuo, a cell boss sent me home, do you remember his name?" Still in town? ”

Shangguan Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why did you suddenly ask about this?" ”

I thought about it, and I felt inexplicable, and said: "I suddenly remembered, I always thought about the time I met the cell boss, and I wanted to thank him, but at that time I was blind in both eyes, and I didn't know what he looked like, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to recognize him next time I met him on the road, wouldn't it be a pity?" ”

Shangguan Yan smiled and said, "His name is Chen Bing, and he is still in the yazhong." ”

I nodded and made a note of the name, Chen Bing, a beautiful name.

"Then, I don't know if this big brother Chen Bing drinks or not? Xia Xia, you go and pour another bottle, please Shangguan to help me bring it to him, as a thank you for seeing off last time, okay? ”

Shangguan Yan nodded.

After eating, sit down for a while, the sky was already dark, Shangguan Yan got up to say goodbye, Xia Xia warmed the wine for him, wrapped a cotton bag to keep warm, said not much for the time being, and left alone.

Hai Piao drank a small half glass of wine, and he was already too drunk to fall asleep, and Yan Cuo helped him back to the opposite hospital.

I was cleaning up in the kitchen with Xia Xia, I was a little unsettled, and asked Xia Xia: "Xia Xia, I don't know if I'm thinking too much, I always think that Uncle Zong's eyes are so strange when he looks at me, saying that the fierce god is evil and not like it, but it is very kind and enthusiastic, in short, I feel hairy in my heart." ”

Xia Xia said: "Yes, I also noticed it, but Brother Shangguan didn't seem to pay attention to it at all, and the way he stared at Yan Cuo was also very strange, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, as if he was here to add to our blockage." ”

"You say he's the farrow's father, right?" To be honest, I don't have any impression of this finch, it should be a little girl next to Yun Niang.

"That's right, Que'er seems to be quite afraid of him, it is said that Uncle Zong is the right-hand man of Master Shangguan, except for Master Shangguan, everyone in the mansion has to read the face of this Uncle Zong-maybe, even Brother Shangguan will be jealous of him."

I remembered the simple and dilapidated appearance of the yamen when Shangguan Yan first entered the yamen, and I couldn't help but feel funny: "It turns out that I always thought that Shangguan was a poor scholar from a poor and sour background, so the yamen was simply decorated without style. ”

Xia Xia stopped brushing the dishes, turned her head and looked at me thoughtfully: "But no, the last time I saw Yun Niang's paper used to write at will, it was very beautiful and exquisite, I picked up a piece of paper and showed it to Boss He, he said that the paper was very precious, with its own name, what is it called Chengxintang paper, even if you have silver, you can't buy it, only high-ranking officials and nobles can use it." ”

High-ranking officials? Is that an exaggeration?

I disdainfully said: "Isn't it just a piece of paper, so precious, can the words written be turned into gold?" ”

Xia Xia said: "Alas, this is precious to us, maybe it is just an ordinary thing for them." ”

I can't figure out why this silver is being wasted.

"But I really didn't see these in Yun Niang, but I saw that Furong's two mothers were tight, as if the queen was marrying out of the palace - but since the Shangguan family and Master Huang are world friends, it must not be easy, we little people are just looking up."

I felt a little lost in my heart, and said: "What look up, aren't they all a pair of eyes and a pair of hands, anyway, it's none of our business whether people are simple or not, and it's true to live your own life." ”

Xia Xia shook her hand and walked towards me, with a strange smile on her face: "Anyway, why did Sister Fei suddenly remember to inquire about the cell boss, it's a man, it sounds like a very gentle name, could it be Sister Fei-"

I pushed her head and said, "What are you thinking about, do you want to snatch it for Sister Fei?" ”

Xia Xia immediately flattened her mouth and said, "It's really a joke-huh-" She suddenly tilted her head, as if thinking about something.

As soon as she tilted her head, my heart froze, remembering the two stiff and terrifying ghosts I had seen earlier on the West Flower Plain—

"By the way, the last time I went to Zheng's Mansion, the circle suddenly told me something, and I almost forgot." Xia Xia's thinking movements have been frozen, so frozen that I am so afraid that a strange and gloomy figure will emerge from behind her!

"What's the matter?" The two ghosts began to float in my mind's mind.

"She asked me to bring a message to the third brother, as if the third brother had asked her about a person in the Zheng Mansion before, and she said that she hadn't asked, so let me bring a reply to the third brother, so that he would not inquire again in the future, and stop pulling the bun on her head - why do you say that the third brother likes to tease these little girls so much?" Xia Xia was angry, but I felt that she was jealous, maybe within her allowable range, Han Sanxiao could only joke with us, for her, Han Sanxiao was just her third brother alone.