In the days leading up to the New Year, the daily tone of the No. 12 courtyard in the depths of Wutong Lane was basically laid. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it's the snow fluttering outside, or the warm sun outside, it basically has nothing to do with the girls and teenagers in the yard.

Li Molan's days except for going to the winery to check and inspect, and then taking away his own share, there is not much to do, after all, he is just providing technical support.

And Qin Li's life can be described as dark these days, she is not interested in reading and literacy, when she was a child, she also used to recognize and read with some teaching gentlemen, but she soon felt bored and painful.

Now that I have met the strict teacher Li Molan again, I feel even more miserable, and I don't do anything else when I study all day, how boring is this?

Li Molan picked up many of these books from outside, and he hadn't read much of them.

After all, although he studied carefully in Huangni Village, whether it was the ruined "Guide to Cultivation", or other four books and five classics of geography, he read them all, and he read them all, and he read them all very much, so he naturally couldn't take care of them all.

So at present, he may not have read these books that are more important in the admission assessment, and he may not be able to buy them in the bookstore in Kapok Town.

It's just that reading books over the years is not only his interest, but also his habit, and he doesn't feel bored when he reads these books.

Even though the above words are obscure and incomprehensible, Li Molan still recorded them relatively clearly in his head.

Although the ancient text is difficult to understand, you can still understand its meaning if you look closely.

The sound of reading aloud is endless, and the days are leisurely, and Li Molan's purse is also bulging a lot.

The business of the winery is very good, after all, the wine produced under the guidance of Li Molan is modeled after the taste of boiled Huashi, and the price is relatively close to the people, and it sells very well in ordinary people's homes.

After all, boiled flower stone is a high-end wine, ordinary people can drink it once a month is already quite wealthy, and the general large families have to treasure it, which is enough to see its preciousness.

The taste of the copycat boiled flower stone made by Li Molan is not much different from the genuine product, and the price is cheap, so it has naturally become a more popular substitute.

The winery also received a dense number of orders, and if the snowflakes were flying, the winery owner was happy, and he did not forget to send those to Li Molan.

I have to say that this wine-making kung fu was displayed, which really made the young man in green shirt feel very happy, and he only felt that Sister Qin Li's proposal was really great.

Every time, hundreds of taels of silver came in, which made life in the yard much more comfortable, and even Li Molan bought a new desk extravagantly.

But now that we are about to enter February, the New Year is coming, so we can't forget to buy some things to decorate.

Although the two have no relatives in Lin'an City, and there is no need to visit relatives and friends one by one during the New Year, some basic red lanterns and couplets should still be prepared.

In addition, those expensive lamp oils are also bottoming out recently, so it's time to prepare everything that needs to be arranged.

When night fell, the little wooden sword and the dragon elephant sword were left in the house together, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, Li Molan stood at the gate of the twelfth courtyard and shouted into the courtyard: "I'll go shopping, you stay at home and study!"

"Know~Dao~~" Qin Li's voice came out of the room leisurely, sounding very helpless, but the young man guessed that this girl must be full of joy, just waiting for herself to go out and no one to supervise her study.

As if she was taking a vacation, Li Molan shook her head with a chuckle, and walked out along the slightly dimly lit Wutong Alley alley.

When he arrived at the brightly lit Lin'an City Street, he squeezed into the crowd of people, crossed the three streets, and walked towards Yichang Street, which had the most shops, the most complete and the most bustling and lively streets.

The New Year is approaching, as the most prosperous street in Lin'an City across the east and west, the lights and torches of Yichang Street at this moment have reflected the sky like day.

The conversation and laughter of the pedestrians on the left and right, the laughter and scolding of the tea shop in the wine shop, the music of the silk and bamboo orchestra in the green building, and the small people in the store who are calculating for dozens of dollars, the lively atmosphere is blowing in the face.

Li Molan walked in the crowd in a scholar's shirt, and not too many people noticed him.

Occasionally, some activities are held on Yichang Street, and I don't know whether it is a lion dance or acrobatics, in short, it is very festive to beat gongs and drums.

The bright red lanterns spread neatly along the willow trees on the side of the street in the direction of the temple, reflecting the faces of passers-by.

Two people came up to him.

Li Molan raised his head and saw the two people, and then his expression froze in an instant.

The girl who came to her was Zi Xiaoxiao.

And beside her was a woman in a long black dress with black hair like a waterfall.

Li Molan's pupils shrank slightly, his body stiffened suddenly, and then he squeezed towards the crowd next to him without a trace, as if he didn't notice anything.

"This time, why didn't her skirt mop the floor?"

Li Molan said to herself, saying something inconsequential, but in fact she was calming her fiercely beating heart.

Of course, he couldn't forget the woman with a black umbrella he met on Yichang Street a month ago.

The woman gave him a feeling of inability to match, and now that he saw it, he was sure that there was nothing wrong with his judgment.

Although this is a busy city, he still doesn't want to meet him, let alone have any intersection with her.

"I was going to say hello to that little girl, but now that I think about it, forget it, the woman in the black dress of the Daomen may have spied out of my realm, but I don't know what her attitude is. ”

Li Molan walked silently in the crowd, his heart was cold, and the lively atmosphere on the left and right could not give him any warmth at all.

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"What's wrong?" The woman in the black dress walked down the street, and suddenly found that Zi Xiaoxiao beside her seemed to be a little wrong, and looked around with her probe, and couldn't help asking.

"I just saw an acquaintance, but in the blink of an eye the bastard was gone. Zi Xiaoxiao said depressedly.

The woman in the black dress smiled: "Acquaintance? Which acquaintance? can't even know me, right?"

"Uncle Shi, you really don't know, I met it once before, I taught it a lesson, and I met this kid again this month, and I heard that his kid is preparing to be admitted to the Enlightenment Academy. ”

Zi Xiaoxiao said absentmindedly.

The woman in the black dress was stunned for a moment, and said with a grin: "Men? ”

Zi Xiaoxiao said embarrassedly: "It's not like that, Uncle Shi, you think too much! It's just a disciple, it's just that it's good-looking, there is no ink in the belly, who will take a fancy to it, and I don't know that person well." ”

The woman in the black dress, who was called Uncle Shizu, smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I won't gossip, but you just tell me, how is that person? Is he good-looking, how is his character, and what is his talent?"

Zi Xiaoxiao said: "It's very good-looking, but the character is not good, at first glance, he is a merry man, and he looks like a scholar in a scholar's shirt, but whose scholar has a wooden sword tied to his waist, but it's just nondescript." Is it talented...... I don't know, I can't get any higher. ”

"Wooden sword?" the woman in the black dress was stunned.

"Right...... He was carrying something behind his back, wrapped in cloth, mysterious. ”

The corners of the woman in the black dress raised slightly, licked her bright red lips, and chuckled: "That's it...... Yes, it's a fun little guy, it must be very good. ”

Zi Xiaoxiao said slightly annoyed: "Uncle Shi, you haven't seen that bastard again, how do you know it's good! That guy is a disciple, and he owes a lot of beatings, the next time I meet him, I must beat him." ”

"Yes, beat, beat!"

The woman in the black dress laughed, and her beautiful face looked like a real fairy, and she was very beautiful, but even so, the passers-by around her ignored her, as if they didn't see it.

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After buying couplets, wallpaper, lamp oil, and some braised meat or something, Li Molan cautiously walked through Yichang Street and walked into Wutong Lane in the south of the city.

The alley was still as dark as it was, but the red lantern in his hand lit up the way ahead.

Li Molan drove back to his door, pushed the door open, put things on the new table in the room, and began to prepare to post couplets or something.

The couplet is coated with sticky rice porridge, which is very stable, so you don't have to worry about it being blown off by the wind.

Paste some of the rest of the stuff and hang the red lantern at the door, and the festivities on the façade are almost ready.

Qin Li is boiling hot water, and the boiled hot water can be poured into a wooden barrel and used for bathing.

The frequency of bathing in winter will be relatively low, and Li Molan has true qi that wanders on the surface of the body, which largely inhibits dust from sticking to his body.

However, during the Chinese New Year, it is natural to clean it carefully, and this custom is still unavoidable.

Qin Li boiled hot water inside to wash his body, and Li Molan outside actually pushed the door and entered, and he could directly see those fragrant pictures that made people's nosebleeds go wildly.

It's just that the young man is definitely not interested in this, although his character is not very noble, but he is by no means a character like the dry wine poem, so he seriously and fortunately stayed outside on Chinese New Year's Eve, willing to be a flower messenger.

Took a shower and had a more hearty dinner.

In fact, because the weather was too cold, Qin Li didn't want to cook no matter what he said, and it happened that Li Molan and her maintained the same opinion, so they simply bought braised vegetables for dinner.

The wine and meat are complete, but it is also simple and pleasant.

It seemed that something should be said at this time, and the cup was poured with expensive boiled flower stones...... 's copycat version, which is the one Li Molan made up herself.

Although it is no problem to be extravagant on Chinese New Year's Eve, compared to boiled flower stones, this copycat version is more suitable.

Although the family's economy is much better now, and there are a few hundred taels, it is still necessary to maintain the good habit of thrift and thrift.

The two were frightened by the poor life of some time ago, and they never dared to be extravagant and wasteful now.

Li Molan and Qin Li are both a little talented in terms of sensibility, and they are indeed a little sentimental, and Li Molan, who was born and knows that she is young and old, can't help but feel a little sad at this time, after all, she has experienced a lot of things, and she likes to reminisce.

After all, the sound of firecrackers is goodbye.

Qin Li thought of his parents, relatives and friends who had died at the hands of the cultivators, and then he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart and remained silent.

Although it is no longer as tearful as when he first met Li Molan, Ram Yuliu and others, it is normal for the eye circles to be red.

Li Molan thought about how she spent the New Year during the three years of walking in Hongchen.

I remember clearly, every time the New Year is very simple, just catch a few pheasants and roast them with two goatee dry wine poems, and then they tout and chat for a few sentences, of course, a few glasses of wine are inevitable, otherwise how to have enough fun, isn't it?

Later, on the cliff on the coast of the North Sea, the grasp of the day is more vague, and the days of the New Year do not matter whether it is the exact date or not, first talk about it, it is often the dry old man who specially ran to the Kapok Town to buy good wine and good meat and bring it over, and then the two of them sat on the snow-covered white cliff, looking at the goose feather snow falling from the sky, looking at the Beihai sea where the wind and waves are calm and waiting for the snow to fall, and the pride is suddenly born, drinking wine and eating meat and talking about life, talking and talking will evolve into a drunken old man boasting over there, drunk and telling some amazing things he has encountered in his life, of course, in the end, he still does not forget to brag about himself, and only at this time, Li Molan will go along with the abnormality, instead of laughing at him like in the past, the old man will brag, and the cowhide should be blown up.

Thinking of this, Li Molan naturally wouldn't forget the girl with the sword in the big red shirt, and the red that gushed out of her neck in the spring rain, the red dazzling, which made people feel tearful.

Although I won't cry so sadly and sigh anymore, I still can't help but be pretentious, reminisce, and say a few words-

How much snow has piled up on Sister Tang Xi's grave?

When will the kapok bloom?

There is also Huangni Village, how many times has the old locust tree bloomed at the door of the old man's house?

Zhang Tiantian, Wang Xiaoshi, and Xu Xiaohu's love triangle is endless, and these three little babies don't know if they have studied and practiced calligraphy well? What kind of world is Kyushu? Is the life there comfortable?

and Xiaoqing outside Lin'an City, I don't know if it's a comfortable life, without his little master, this old demon cow shouldn't live a very moist life, right?

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It is only at this moment that Li Molan will reveal the vicissitudes of time that belong to the old man.

Looking at the trembling liquor in the wine glass, Li Molan picked up the glass and touched it with Qin Li's cup.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, not understanding what kind of etiquette this was.

Li Molan explained seriously: "This is called a toast, which refers to drinking all the wine in the cup, which is a toast. ”

Qin Li thought about it, followed his example, picked up his wine glass and touched it with Li Molan, and said, "Cheers!"

The boy grinned: "Happy New Year...... Cheers!"

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