Jin Ling didn't know how he got home. Anyway, after the demonic beasts retreated, he moved his legs like lead, and left the grassland little by little, little by little.

In the following days, he did not go out again, or rather, he did not dare to go out again, for fear of encountering the same situation again. Even at home, occasionally I always look around, for fear that a monster will suddenly come out of nowhere.

The villagers of Grassland Village soon found the corpse of a giant centipede monster in the grassland and quickly reported the situation to Shuangshixian Village. Xiancun sent someone to drag the corpse away, and sent someone to carefully search the surroundings of Grassland Village, but no trace of other demonic beasts was found yet.

On this day, the friends came to invite Jin Ling again to listen to Mr. Sun's story. Mr. Sun's book is held every ten years, and the little ones can't bear to miss it.

Thinking of Mr. Sun's appearance, Jin Ling's heart once again swelled with a sense of cordiality, and he ran to the firewood room in the courtyard, found a cellar door, opened the door, and drilled down.

Mother Yang Shuhua hurriedly said: "Don't touch your father's wine cellar, that's his lifeline! Be careful that he comes back and beats you!"

This is the cellar where his father Jin Nanshan usually brewed and stored wine. Half of my father's life made good sake is stored here. He thought of the look on his face when he saw Mr. Sun in the village lord's mansion when he heard that there was wine, and that look was almost the same as that of the drunkards who often came to the store to drink. Although Mr. Sun has covered up the room, he can't hide it from Jin Ling, who has been helping in the small wine shop since he was a child.

Hehe smiled, by the faint light of the cellar mouth, touched a jar of five catties of blue plum wine with some years, found a bag of cloth at random, and the cellar door was not closed, so he hurriedly rushed out, and then drew an oil-paper umbrella, and ran out of the house.

"Little rabbit, go crazy!" As soon as he left the house, he almost bumped into his father Jin Nantian.

Jin Nantian is in his thirties, he looks more Sven, his face is a little pale, his eyes are deep, and he seems to be constantly wandering out of the world, and he doesn't know what he is always thinking. There was still a strong smell of alcohol on his body, and he had obviously drunk a lot just now.

Jin Nantian is not from Prairie Village. Grassland Village is basically surnamed Yang, which has been inherited for thousands of years. He Jin Nantian was originally a merchant selling wine in the north, and later his family fell into the middle of the road and wandered to Shuangshixian Village, preparing to be a guest for the village chief and make a way to live. He has a knack for making sake, but he has no immortal power, and he is not well received, and he cannot even become a guest at the lowest level.

At this time, he got acquainted with Yang Shuhua, and after contact and understanding, the two finally settled for life, and later settled in this grassland village.

The grassland village is not abundant, the village is as its name, the surrounding is grassland, the villagers mostly rely on grazing livestock, horses, selling pasture and forage to live, and the raw materials for winemaking are extremely scarce. Even if this small sake shop is opened, most of it is just to make some ordinary cheap coarse sake, which the villagers can afford. Because of this, Jin Nantian's winemaking skills cannot be fully displayed. When grazing to make a living, he will also buy some wine-making raw materials from time to time, and brew three or five jars of good wine in his own cellar to satisfy his cravings.

At this time, Jin Nantian saw that what Jin Ling was holding in his arms was the old wine that he was reluctant to drink, and he had spent countless efforts to brew the blue plum wine, and he was shocked and angry: "Stinky boy, put the wine down for me!"

Jin Ling smiled, where would he pay attention to him, and just ran out, "I'll give it to Mr. Sun!"

This wine is a good wine that he himself is not willing to drink! He pours it well, and gives it to others! This ruined thing!

Jin Nantian was just about to go to recover and stop it, but seeing Jin Ling's excited appearance, he heard Mr. Sun's three words again, and his footsteps stopped. Seeing Jin Ling's figure getting farther and farther away, Jin Nantian's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Sun, is it Sun Yihan who tells the story?" he stood at the door, muttering to himself, not knowing what he remembered, looking at the sky, his eyes even more empty.

The weather was not beautiful, it rained, and the rainy season in the grassland area came very long. In such weather, the bookstore can't be opened, and the friends are scattered. But Jin Ling held the jar of wine, and rushed out of the archway at the entrance of the grassland village.

The wind and rain were faintly increasing, and he was already drenched all over, but he still had a look of eagerness on his face, and he ran in the direction of Shuangshi in high spirits. On the way, he met some villagers returning home and said hello, but he ignored them.

After running like this for more than half an hour, he finally arrived at Shuangshi Immortal Village. After reporting his name and origin and entering the village in the surprise of the guard guards, Jin Ling went to the village chief's mansion to find Mr. Sun. But the guards of the village chief's mansion stopped him.

"Shuangshi Village Immortal Mansion, don't trespass!" the guards looked at him, a half-grown child, thinking he was messing around.

"I have something to give to Mr. Sun!" Jin Ling vigorously lifted the wine jar high above his head.

"Don't mess around, let's go. The guards coldly refused to let them go.

Jin Ling pleaded again and again to no avail, felt uncomfortable and depressed, and shouted loudly: "You let me in, I know that Mr. Sun will definitely like this jar of wine!

One of the guards squinted his eyes, "Good wine?" snatched the jar of blue plum wine, opened the mud seal, and a refreshing aroma of wine suddenly came to his nose. The guard has also drunk a lot of good wine, but although the aroma of this wine is not strong, it is long-lasting and fragrant. Knowing that it was a good jar of wine, as the boy had said, he covered the jar and prepared to put it in his bosom.

"This is mine!" Knowing that the guard was going to be greedy for his own wine, Jin Ling was in a hurry.

"Yours?" the guard sneered, "you shout at it and see if it agrees!" Get out of here, or I'll throw you out!"

The guard threatened. In his opinion, such a face-born child is just messing around in this rainy weather.

"If you rob a child like this, you are not afraid that the village master will find out and punish you heavily!" Jin Ling was not afraid.

The guard smiled coldly. His name is Wang Dong, and he is the deputy captain of the escort team. And the village owner, Wang Chong, is his cousin. Therefore, not long after coming to this village guard, he was elected as the deputy captain, after all, everyone wanted to befriend the village master. Although Wang Chong did not speak, he also acquiesced to this result. A little hairy boy dares to speak wildly.

"Give it back to me!" Jin Ling said in a loud voice.

"I won't give it. Rushed by the smell of that good wine, Wang Dong knew that this was a good thing that could not be found, where to put it, "Little guy, I'll give you a silver dollar, you don't lose it, take it and play." "I really threw a shiny silver dollar on the ground, a silver dollar, and I could buy two or three jars of good wine in the market.

"I don't want it, give me back the wine!" Jin Ling was very angry, Daddy bothered to brew good wine, and it was ruined for you to drink. He didn't pick up the money, just clamored for wine.

[,，！]