It's been two days since this heavy snowfall, and the sky is still fluttering, and it looks like it can't stop today. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since leaving home, Zhuo Wenxuan has not been in a good mood, but after Shang Yu and the others inquired, they were not too angry, they had encountered similar things before.

Wei Chengqi patted Zhuo Wenxuan on the shoulder, remembering what happened to him, and he was not in a good mood.

When practicing martial arts, Liu Zihong could feel that everyone worked a lot, they worked hard enough, and now they are even more attentive.

The rest of the junior brothers and sisters also felt that the atmosphere was not right, so they were a lot quieter, and after the martial arts practice, they went back to rest together, or practiced the internal strength of the mind, and Liu Zihong did not force everyone.

There is no need to leave a few men, Ma Feixiong suggested that everyone go to Fubo Lou for dinner, and listen to a little song by the way, which can also relieve the mood.

Originally, the academy was forbidden to go out at night, but when they saw that it was Zhuo Wenxuan and others, the guards immediately opened the door and released them.

In this kind of weather, the hot pot business is very good, as the birthplace of Fubo Lou is naturally the first choice of many people, and the natural gathering of guests at night is booming.

In the large box on the second floor, since I sat down against the window, the hot pot had been served, and there were still three tables full of people, all of whom were hot pot.

Liu Zihong's mood suddenly improved, and he was able to bring this kind of tongue enjoyment to the people of the Dongzhou Continent, which can be regarded as immeasurable merit.

Low-degree wine was sent, since the confession, Mrs. Ma did not allow Liu Zihong to drink high-degree wine, and Fubo was instructed up and down the floor, and several people could only drink some juice and the like in ordinary times.

Picking up the wine glass, a beautiful glass, shining like glass in the bright candlelight.

I can't help but think of a little poem in my heart: "Green ants make new wine, red clay small stove." If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. ”

He and a few people were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, Zihong actually exported a chapter, and in such a short time, he chanted a beautiful little poem, which is really amazing.

Before they could react, someone at the other table applauded: "What a 'late day is snowy, can you drink a cup of nothing' This son is a good poet!"

Liu Zihong didn't get up either, turned around and arched his hand: "Casual words, you guys praise Miao!"

It was the old gentleman who spoke, and he looked quite talented, and the rest of the people also expressed their opinions one after another, and began to analyze Liu Zihong's poem, and it was deduced that some of them were in a bad mood.

are all elegant people, and when they encounter this kind of exquisite little poem, it is naturally worth a big deal, so Liu Zihong had to have a drink with everyone, but he didn't make any trouble.

Zhuo Wenxuan and the others also began to be active, and by the way, they talked about some of their worries, and after saying it through the wine, they felt a lot better, but they just wanted to be like a way to let the other party know that it was powerful, even Liu Zihong couldn't think of it.

Not long after, someone pushed the door in with the cold wind, but it was a young girl, who appeared in front of everyone with an old man, first saluted everyone, and then the old man squatted on the ground and began to clean up his huqin.

You can see frostbite on his hands, there are many cracks, and there is blood in some places, and the girl's little hands, which should be pink and tender, are also covered with wind and frost.

The old man didn't notice that his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and only after he cleaned up did he raise his head and see a handsome boy with a lamp and candle in his hand, helping him to illuminate it.

Even the little girl was startled, feeling a little at a loss, if she didn't still have a pipa in her hand, she would probably jump up and put her hands behind her back.

"My husband hasn't eaten yet, why don't we eat something together to warm up our bodies!" The words that came out later, people were a little surprised, but they were shocked by Liu Zihong's previous title.

This is an honorific title, just like the old gentleman sitting behind Liu Zihong, called the old man, everyone will not be surprised.

"No, no, the little old man and his granddaughter just sing a few little songs to everyone!" the old man also hurriedly refused.

"My husband is here to invite, you're welcome, since Zihong wants to invite you to dinner, then he definitely wants to invite you to dinner, don't have any worries!" Ma Feixiong stood up with a smile.

As the young owner of Fubo Building, the old man and girl who often sing in this restaurant can naturally be recognized, swallowed his saliva, and cautiously walked towards Liu Zihong.

Wei Chengqi didn't care, he personally helped the old man and the girl to take the stool, and asked the two to sit down, and then Zhuo Wenxuan had already beckoned the little guy who ran to the hall and added two pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

He and the guests at the three tables also slowed down, looking at these young people, although they don't know why, but being able to help the poor and respect the elderly is undoubtedly a good sign of cultivation.

Shang Yu even poured low-alcohol wine for the two of them personally, the girl's face was cramped, so everyone was stunned, and the old man said a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry sons, granddaughter can't drink alcohol in order to protect her throat, please forgive me!"

"This is our negligence!" Liu Zihong apologized with a smile, and then beckoned to bring the juice, and the girl was naturally very grateful.

When eating, the two of them didn't let go much, but just ate the plate in front of them, lest their shabby clothes disturb the Yaxing of several sons.

Everyone didn't care, from time to time they changed the dishes in front of them, and after the hot pot was cooked, they also personally helped the two of them to eat: "Uncle, I dare to say that you must not have eaten hot pot, if it weren't for Tuo Zihong's blessing, we wouldn't be able to eat it!"

The girl looked at Liu Zihong curiously, with a bustling smile on her face, even in this weather, it still made people feel very warm, and when she saw Liu Zihong looking over, she hurriedly lowered her head.

But when the people at the other tables next to him heard it, they couldn't help but turn around and ask: "Could it be that this hot pot is the creation of this little brother!"

"Really, we are the first tasters of this hot pot!" Ma Feixiong said with a smile, and there was still some smugness between his words.

The middle-aged man who was asking over there stood up, walked up to Liu Zihong, and bent down deeply, startling several people.

"Old man He is seriously ill and has no appetite for anything, until this hot pot comes out, the old man is not tired of eating every day, and now his body is surprisingly better, little brother, you have no problem worshipping him!" someone else explained.

Liu Zihong still got up and returned the salute, and unintentionally did a good thing, which naturally made people happy: "It's just a coincidence, most of it is Grandpa Hongfu Qitian, so God will let me make hot pot, how about we drink a cup for Grandpa's health and longevity!"

There are those who are unwilling, everyone raises their glasses in unison, and even the old man and the girl stand up and have a drink, this kind of beautiful thing, everyone is willing to send blessings.

After three rounds of drinking, the old man gradually let go, and began to talk about his own affairs, he and his granddaughter are from Jutao County, his son died when the demon clan invaded, and his daughter-in-law was also worried about becoming ill, and he died after a short time, leaving only the old man and his granddaughter to rely on each other, and said that the emotional place, the girl's eyes were red.

"Uncle, let's sing a song!" When everyone was in a heavy mood, Liu Zihong suddenly said.

The old man and the girl hurriedly packed up their huqin and pipa, and stood there ready to sing, and Ma Feixiong next to him handed over the stool by the way and asked the old man to sit down and sing.

"I don't know what you sons and gentlemen want to hear?"

"Whatever you want to sing, just sing it, we don't pay attention to it!" Shang Yu smiled, everyone rarely listens to music, and now they don't know what popular songs there are.

The sound of the pipa sounded, like a golden iron horse, the girl's fingers could be seen very hard, and in her small body, she was able to play the song of the battlefield, and the other guests at the table also quieted down.

The old man's huqin sounded, poignant and powerful, lingering, making people cry when they heard it.

The crisp voice started singing, but it was: "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. ”