After the front hall shop was full of yellow smoke, Lin'er clapped her hands, grabbed a male yellow cannonball, and ran into the back hall with a jump. Soon, there was also a sound of "sizzling" * igniting in the back hall, followed by wisps of yellow smoke coming out of the cracks of the curtains, and the smell of male yellow was also more intense.

After a while, the curtain in the back hall was lifted, and she ran back again with two plates in her hands, staring at the steaming rice dumplings with a smile on her face, and then at the plate of wormwood powder with a soft and attractive aroma, her eyes showing expectation.

I smiled helplessly, gently opened the medicine paper bag in my hand, and then poured the delicate and dark yellow powder into the wine jug in front of me little by little, and then picked up a bamboo chopstick and stirred it lightly a few times, and in an instant, the clear and transparent wine was dyed into a shallow and somewhat cloudy yellow by the mixed powder.

Lin'er ran over, poured a small cup, and drank it all, smacking her mouth and sticking out her tongue immediately after drinking.

"Uh, princess, you got realgar wine!"

"Who made you drink so much, you didn't even ask!"

I knocked her head with the wine ladle in my hand, and I also poured out some and put it to my lips, and took a sip to find that the taste was slightly bitter, not to mention, it seemed to be bitter and bitter, and it was slightly astringent. Putting down the wine glass, I picked up a small bottle of jade brewed from flower juice and nectar to mix it in, stirred it again, and then tasted it before smiling with satisfaction.

Seeing that I had made the wine and put it on the table, Lin'er came over again, poured a small glass and took a sip, her face showed amazement, and then she raised her head and drank a cup of dry glass, her little face was red and her big eyes narrowed comfortably.

Looking at her expression, I shook my head helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Thinking that at the beginning, Bai Suzhen was also a thousand-year-old white snake, and her cultivation was harder and more serious than that little girl in my family, but that year, the Dragon Boat Festival was forced to show its original form by a glass of realgar wine, and scared my father-in-law Xu Xian to death, and he had to go to the Antarctic Immortal Weng to steal the fairy grass to renew his life, only to provoke Fahai to find out, and he kept tossing endlessly, and the jokes came out one after another!

And today, Lin'er is also drinking realgar wine with a sigh, but she only sees red and has nothing unusual, presumably the white snake must have been destined to be the number of fate, not the Taoist cultivation is not refined!

"Princess, what do you want?"

Pushing me hard, Lin'er handed me a wormwood powder fruit in her hand.

After taking it, I poured a glass of wine, and while eating the fruit, I instructed her: "Realgar wine is good, and the festival is also good, but realgar is poisonous, you are not afraid to drink it, and you must not drink too much!"

If you don't talk to her, I'm afraid that you won't have to say that it's a pot, even a pot will be drunk empty.

Early the next morning, I got up early in the morning and picked up Lin'er, threw her out, and sent her to buy some things and come back.

In the season of fresh fruits, some fruits are sold out early in the morning, if you don't go early, I am afraid that the fresh big cherries will not be seen.

About a pillar of incense passed, Lin'er had already returned with a full load, and the basket in her hand was filled with black, red and purple cherries, all of which were fresh and full, and she knew at a glance that a bite would be juicy and extremely sweet.

"Princess, I saw a column of officials outside just now, I don't know what to do!"

After washing a plate of cherries and putting it on the table, Lin'er leaned against the door and looked out. Seeing that she hadn't taken out the cherries from the entire basket, she guessed that she had dipped them into the backyard spring.

Her words aroused some curiosity in me, so I raised my hand and counted it, and my heart was happy.

"Look at the official team, but a female sedan chair is in the middle, and a big horse sits in front, it looks like it should be dressed like a chincha!"

Scooped up a few cherries and put them in her mouth one by one, Lin'er nodded while thinking about it, and said yes in a row.

Reaching out and taking the few large cherries that were left in her hand, I patted her shoulder again and muttered back to the hall.

"Go, take out two pots of acacia brew, we have an old man coming to the door today!"

Nodding curiously, Lin'er stood up stupidly and walked slowly into the back hall, seemingly a little incomprehensible, and seemed to be a little confused.

Looking at her back without the curtain, the once ignorant little doll has become a slim girl over the years.

Time flies forever, and the child with two small buns and stubborn faces on his face that year has grown up!

got up and walked to the door, standing under the threshold and looking at the procession, a tall man with gray sideburns sat on the horse, and behind him was a beautiful female sedan chair carried by eight people.

The sedan chair just landed, the sedan curtain was violently picked up, followed by a beautiful little girl in a pink gauze dress and silk shirt rushed out, about five years old, born exquisitely clear, pink carved jade, especially the eyebrows a little red, even more playful and lovely.

As soon as she had settled, she ran over in a few steps, and followed me into my arms, with a little face smiling as bright as a flower, and her arms around my neck and her coquettishness on my shoulders.

"Oh, it's only been a long time since we've seen each other, but they've grown taller!"

Wrap your arms around her and let her sit on my arms, looking at her so cute smiling face, my voice is as gentle as water.

Before he could speak, the man on the tall horse had already walked to the front, still with a thin face, and there was a faint heroic spirit between his eyebrows. He is the current emperor's minister Heyang, and the female doll I am holding in my arms is his only daughter!

Seeing that Hehuan had been lazy and coquettish in my arms, Heyang shook his head and sighed heavily.

"Huan'er, how can you be so rude!"

Hearing his father's scolding, Hehuan hurriedly kissed my cheek, no longer coquettish, fell to the ground in his arms, ran back to his father in a few steps, grabbed his big hand and smiled helplessly, that sweet and lovely appearance, anyone who saw it would not be able to lose his temper.

Smiling and saying a blessing to Heyang, he left his group behind and took Hehuan into the store with me.

When Lin'er saw that it was an old man, she also said a thousand blessings shyly, and saw that the little girl followed her curiously, so she went back to the back hall, took out some dogwood fruits and five poisonous sugars, and put them on the table.

Sitting down in front of the couch, I quickly poured a glass of wine and Heyang.

"This is my new acacia brew this year, please try it!"

After taking the glass with both hands and thanking me, he drank it all, and when he finished drinking it, he let down the glass before he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Are you okay with the girl these days?"

Nodding, I poured him another glass of acacia wine, smiling shallowly, but not answering.

Seeing the two of us drinking and chatting here, Lin'er took some dim sum and fruit to play with Hehuan, and when the fun was over, the two children actually started fighting.

If it is said that this Lin'er herself is a snake spirit, she has spiritual power, and her kung fu is stronger than that of mortals, but when she fights with Hehuan, although she is holding water, she also uses some strength, and that five-year-old child can fight with her on a par with her, and will never be particularly downcast!

Heyang drank wine, watching the two of them fight endlessly, carefree, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his lips, such a smile actually diluted the sadness hidden between his eyebrows a little, and when he looked back, he found that I was also looking at him with a smile, so he lowered his head.

"Girl, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know Fleur, but are you okay?"

The warmth in my heart was washed out by this sentence, so I put down the wine glass that was still in my hand, smiled faintly, and sighed.

Is Fleur okay?

Don't say that I don't know, even if I do, the dust has already fallen, whether it is good or not, how can I judge?

......

Lin'er's memories came to an abrupt end, so my recipe also dispersed.

"Princess, you're spying on me again!"

Reaching out and taking a fruit and eating it, she flattened her mouth as if she had bitten something very sour.

"And then?"

I was about to say something when suddenly a voice came from above us, followed by a rain of acacia flowers that fell all over my head.

"Brother Changjing, why are you here?"

Looking at Chang Jing Xianjun, who was sitting next to me, I was a little puzzled, when Lin'er and I came out, he was obviously not there, in order to prevent him from making trouble, Lin'er didn't allow me to leave a book for him, why did he find it?

But after thinking about it, the reason why this Changjing Immortal Jun can afford this name is that he has a person, no, he is an immortal, so he often appears in the posture of calculating the world, but he is not like a true immortal who can talk about the world, so he is often painful.

For such an immortal, if you want to know where Lin'er and I are, don't say that you can turn your palms and blow ashes, maybe you can blink your eyes, and you already know it all.

"Who's Fleur then?"

Hearing his question, I cleared my throat and handed him a jug of wine.

"Furong is the wife of that Heyang, the mother of the child whose name is Hehuan!"

After another sip of wine, I continued to tell the story.

The story begins a few years ago when I met Heyang again.

......

Heyang Xinke and the first were replaced by candidates with backgrounds because of their low backgrounds, and they were wronged that they only won a tanhua. Then he was appointed to a remote place in the north and became a small magistrate.

The place is so small that it can rarely be found on a map, it is called Moxiang, the terrain is built on the mountain, it is very barren, and the land is mostly alkaline, which is undoubtedly not a favorable external condition for growing crops.