Chapter 7 Childhood Bamboo Wine

"This bottle of wine was obtained by Ah Gong when he was young, I drank a bottle back then, there is still a bottle left, I have been reluctant to drink it, a put is a hundred years, today you can drink together, if you don't drink it, you won't have a chance......" Ah Gong looked at this bottle of wine and revealed his memories. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why is this bottle of wine called Qingmei Bamboo Wine, this name is so strange" Chen Yang asked, he saw the memories on Ah Gong's face, and at a glance he knew that this wine should have a story.

"This wine also has a name called white hair blood and tears wine, this wine also has a singing and crying story, originally not called green plum bamboo wine, but called green plum wine, according to legend thousands of years ago there was a couple, very loving, and there is a daughter, originally they lived an ordinary life, opened a tavern, abundant food and clothing, life is also very good, they brewed plum wine is very popular, but one day, the woman's family came to find it, the man knew that and his wife for more than ten years is actually the four great saint emperors of the human race, the most favored granddaughter of the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, although this is nothing, but the Xuanwu Holy Emperor was furious, and wanted to kill the man who abducted his granddaughter, but she forced each other to die, and the Xuanwu Holy Emperor had no choice but to let go of that man, and also spoke, breaking through to become a Dao He within a hundred years, so that he could marry his granddaughter openly, and leave with his granddaughter and his granddaughter's daughter after speaking."

Later, the man also left, a hundred years later, the man became the soul of the consummation, but he just couldn't break through the Daohe, he was one step away, but this step made him not take it at all, when he returned to the place where he lived with his wife, he found that the tavern was still there but it was dilapidated, but when he walked into the backyard, he found that there was a bamboo next to the green plum tree that he had planted with his wife, a very ordinary bitter bamboo, and this bamboo and the green plum tree were dependent on each other, and he found that half of his life was missing, that is, his wife, which made him dissatisfied with the Tao, he put the green plum and bitter bamboo leaves together to make wine, and this wine is the green plum bamboo wine, the sweet and sour of the green plum, and the bitterness of the bitter bamboo, let it into the wine, let the wine with the taste of green plum and bitter bamboo, sweet and sour with bitterness, just like love, he and the wine, finally realized the breakthrough to the Daohe, he broke through with the brewed green plum bamboo wine to find the Xuanwu Holy City, but after arriving at the Xuanwu Holy City, he did not find his wife, only found a small tomb, looking at this small tomb he looked up to the sky and roared, bleeding tears, and the hair turned white overnight, and finally found his daughter, gave her the wine, and there has been no news since then. Ah Gong said vaguely, his face showed decline, a trace of tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, he also had a wife back then, they loved and knew each other, but in the end he died on the way to find the elixir, was attacked by a demon beast, his wife in order to save him, blocked the raid of the demon beast, and finally died there, although in the end he killed the demon beast, but his wife has died, and finally he returned to the tribe and did not find a wife, lonely for a lifetime.

"What about the man later?" Chen Yang saw that Ah Gong finished speaking, and he hurriedly asked, that story was so touching, he wanted to know how that man was.

"I don't know...... No one knows, I've heard all of this, but there are still quite a lot of rumors, some people say that the man committed suicide in the end, and some people say that he left this sad place to go to the starry sky, but no matter what rumors, no one has confirmed them" Ah Gong hurriedly collected his thoughts, he didn't want people to know the softest place in his heart.

"Then Ah Gong, this wine can't be brewed by that man?" Chen Yang's eyes flashed with surprise when he looked at this wine, if this wine was really made by that man, it would be more expensive.

"No, this is later made by people to commemorate their singing and crying love, although it is good, but at least it is sold in many cities, although the price is a little more expensive, but the taste is really good, why don't you drink wine and eat meat, don't talk about this" Ah Gong Yaoyao said, obviously not wanting to talk about these past events.

"Oh...... Okay......" Chen Yang Although he wanted to know what was going on next, he knew from Ah Gong's expression that he didn't want to say much. I could only reluctantly give up asking.

The wine is poured out, the thick aroma of the wine spreads all over the room, the sweetness and sourness of the green plum, the bitterness of the bitter bamboo, mixed together, forming a special aroma, after the sweet and sour, a trace of bitterness, you can feel the taste of the wine before drinking.

Ah Gong took a deep breath of the aroma of wine floating in the air, closed his eyes, and showed a trace of memory on his face, and then slowly opened his eyes to see that Chen Yang was still reminiscing about the aroma of the wine, smiled slightly, and said, "Drink it, although this wine is not genuine, it tastes very good."

Chen Yang came to his senses after hearing this, looked at the verdant liquor, and took a sip slightly, he had never drunk wine, but he had heard the spicy taste of wine from adults, but there was no spicy feeling in the mouth of this wine, only a fruity aroma, slightly sweet and sour until it finally became bitter, bitter like tears.

It makes people feel from the sweetness of first love to the bitterness of the final separation, just like life.

Only then did I feel a heat running out of my throat, and there was still a trace of green plum fragrance between my lips and teeth.

Looking at Chen Yang's expression after taking a sip, Ah Gong laughed, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and memories immediately surfaced on his face, he had experienced too much than Chen Yang, and he had lost too much, and there were too many things to remember, his dead wife, old friends he hadn't seen for a long time, and so on.

Life is like wine, a pot of wine is also a life, the taste of each sip of wine is different, just like life, there is happiness and bitterness, full of aftertaste.

"Life is like a play, I think when I was young, I was also generally chic and happy, but in the end I ended up like this, I was in a good life, but I could only pass away helplessly, and I never returned, Ah Yang・・・・・ you have to practice hard, don't regret it after you die" Ah Gong said something he didn't understand with a sense of wine.

"Well・・・・・・ Ah Gong, I will definitely cultivate well" Chen Yang listened to the clouds, but there was one sentence that he understood, that is, let him cultivate well.

"Hehe・・・・・・ you don't understand now, you will understand in the future, forget it, why don't you talk about this nonsense, drink" Ah Gong smiled, shook his head and didn't want to talk about these sad things.

The next thing is the two of you, you take a sip of me, take a sip of the wine, and halfway through the drink, Chen Yang, a person who has never drunk alcohol, is drunk, and finally drinks on the table, Ah Gong smiled slightly, hugged him on the bed, continued to drink alone, and then recalled the past.

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