In the twilight, wisps of smoke rose from Qingluo Town, mixed with the mellow aroma of ripe grains, and filled the night sky, as if urging the tired pedestrians on the street to go home.

In the depths of an alley full of poor people, the little boy Wang Fuyun gently pushed open the wooden door of his dilapidated courtyard, and smiled again and again to beckon the two teenagers behind him to come in and sit.

"Grandma, big brother is here!" As soon as he entered the door, Wang Fuyun shouted excitedly to the inner room, and then trotted in and came out with two wooden stools.

"Big brother, sit down. Wang Fuyun happily put down a sentence, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the inner room.

Mo Shiping nodded with a smile and beckoned Wang Fugui to sit down.

Wang Fugui glanced around, surrounded by low earthen walls on all sides into a small courtyard, the dilapidated house was made of rough earth, with traces of repair in many places, and several thin layers of thatch were laid on it to shelter from the wind and rain. To put it simply, it is a home with four walls.

"This kid is also having a hard time. Wang Fugui sighed lightly, in fact, he had guessed from the rough clothes covered with patches that Wang Fuyun was wearing, most likely like him, like Mo Shiping, was also a child of a poor family.

Mo Shiping nodded, not only did he not have a trace of worry on his face, but said with a smile: "Wang Fuyun has a pure heart. Although the days are hard, he does not feel bitter. If he has a book, he is very satisfied. ”

Wang Fugui just wanted to say something, but saw that in the inner room, Wang Fuyun and an old woman with yellow muscles and thin white hair were struggling to carry an old wooden table out.

Wang Fugui had to swallow the words back into his stomach, hurriedly got up, and stepped forward to help. Mo Shiping naturally couldn't sit still, so he stepped forward together.

In fact, the wooden table is not heavy, but for Wang Fuyun and the old woman, it is a little difficult. With Wang Fugui and Mo Shiping working together, it is naturally much easier.

"Childe, please take a seat. ”

Putting down the wooden table, the old woman's expression was slightly ruddy, but she didn't care about taking a breath, and beckoned Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui to sit down.

Then, the old woman looked a little embarrassed. She didn't know that Mo Shiping would come, so naturally there was no wine and good food at home. However, even if she knew, the cash-strapped old woman gritted her teeth and could only afford some ordinary, even shabby, home-cooked side dishes.

"I didn't have some meat at home, so I was afraid that I could only deal with the wronged son. The old woman could only confess with an apologetic face at the moment.

When Mo Shiping heard this, he hurriedly replied softly: "Grandma is polite." It was me who took the liberty to visit, and it was a blessing that Grandma didn't bother. As he spoke, Mo Shiping took out the dark green jade realm from his arms, sensed it for a moment, and suddenly there were a few more small packets of cooked food wrapped in oiled paper on the wooden table, as well as steaming cooked food and two pots of wine.

"Grandma, how can anyone come to visit and come empty-handed, isn't it? Wang Fugui took the lead and said happily, he was afraid that the old woman would feel embarrassed. And looking at the pot of wine, Wang Fugui's eyes lit up a little, and the wine worm in his mouth was haunting again.

In fact, after Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui saw Wang Fuyun, Wang Fugui shouted that he was addicted to alcohol, and took the two of them to a tavern not far away to buy some wine and cooked food. This is naturally the reason why Wang Fugui saw that Wang Fuyun was born poor, but he didn't say it explicitly, and deliberately made an excuse.

The old woman's eyes widened in surprise, she didn't know that the magic weapon of the Jade Realm was this kind of immortal family, and she was a little stunned when she looked at these drinks and cooked food that came out of thin air.

"This is the magic weapon of the immortal family, and the eldest brother is an immortal. Wang Fuyun pulled the sleeve of the old woman's shirt and explained softly with pride on her face. When he was in the tavern before, Mo Shiping turned his hand, and all the cooked drinks and food he bought were gone, which really surprised him.

The old woman came to her senses at this time, and a smile appeared on her old face, and she praised softly: "The son is really a dragon and a phoenix among people." At the beginning, the old woman was worried about her son, but now it seems that the old woman is really worried about it. ”

"Grandma is polite, I'm just lucky. Mo Shiping's face turned red, and he scratched his head shyly.

After all, the old woman has lived a lot of years, and her eyesight is still there, and she can see that Mo Shiping is thin-skinned, so she doesn't say anything more, and beckons the two of them to sit down. And Wang Fuyun also took the dishes and chopsticks from the inner room at this time and handed them to the three of them one by one.

Wang Fugui quickly took over a pot of wine, unsealed the wine, and suddenly a strong fragrance went straight to the tip of his nose and lingered in his heart.

"It is worthy of a pot of Penglai spring wine for one or two silvers, far from being comparable to the burning knife. Wang Fugui secretly praised in his heart, but he didn't say it, and kept his heart, afraid that the old woman would be uneasy when she heard it.

Penglai spring wine is the only sign of the tavern at the foot of the mountain in Qingluo Town, and it is really expensive, asking for one or two silver. If you want to put it in Big Turtle Town, you can go to Lao Wang Tavern and buy ten pots of monkey brew. After all, it is Qingluo Town, which is a city of its own, and its scale pattern and pastime level are far from being comparable to that of Big Turtle Town.

Fortunately, there was still a lot of spare money left in Wang Fugui's money bag at that time, and thinking that it was the first time for the two of them to visit Wang Fuyun's house, they made up their minds to ask for a pot of signature Penglai spring wine. But come to think of it, there is more or less a reason for the wine worm in his mouth.

Wang Fugui first poured himself a large bowl of Penglai spring wine, and then poured a small half for Mo Shiping, and then turned his head to look at Wang Fuyun, and saw that the little boy had some hope on his face, so he smiled and poured a little bit into his bowl.

Then, Wang Fugui looked at the old woman again and asked softly, "Grandma, come a little?"

Seeing this, Wang Fuyun on the side hurriedly shook his head and whispered, "Grandma doesn't know how to drink." ”

Wang Fugui smiled stupidly, and was just about to retract his hand and put away the wine jug. Unexpectedly, the old woman with snowy sideburns and frosty mustache smiled and nodded: "The old woman can drink a little." ”

Wang Fuyun looked at the old woman with worried eyes, but the old woman shook her head at him with a smile and said with relief: "It's okay." It's time to drink a little. ”

Since this is the case, Wang Fugui did not put away the wine jug, but gently put the wine jug in front of the old woman, and said with a smile: "Then Grandma, you are at your own convenience, I will not be presumptuous." ”

The old woman gently picked up the wine jug, added half a bowl of Penglai spring wine to her bowl, and then raised the wine bowl tremblingly, her sunken eyes were slightly red, and she said with a smile: "This bowl of wine should have been invited by the old woman to the two sons, but the old woman was shy in her pocket, which made the two sons break the bank." Fuyun received the great favor of the son before, and the old woman did not dare to forget it, and remembered it in her heart. But I'm afraid that I can only keep it in my heart in this life, and I can't repay my son's great kindness. ”

"The old woman has no skills, only a bowl of wine for the two sons. ”

The old woman raised her head and drank it all.

Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui glanced at each other, and they both quickly got up, picked up the wine bowls in their respective hands, and drank them all.

The old woman put down the wine bowl, her face was flushed, she had never drunk wine, she only felt that her throat was like a burning pain in her five internal organs, but her heart was very warm, and she smiled: "The old woman is not strong enough to drink, so the two sons laughed." ”

Mo Shiping put down the wine bowl with a smile, and took the initiative to open the cooked food he brought, including sauced beef, roast chicken legs, fennel beans, etc., which are all excellent side dishes with wine, which is also Wang Fugui's deliberate relief.

"Grandma is polite, let's eat some food, the food is going to be cold." ”

And Wang Fugui opened the second pot of Penglai spring wine and added some to the bowl of himself and Mo Shiping. He smashed his mouth, and the bowl he drank was too fast, sliding straight into his stomach, and he didn't taste anything, which made his heart ache.

This meal of wine lasted for a full hour, and by the time Wang Fugui stood up, the night had already shrouded Qingluo Town.

Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui originally planned to help clean up the messy wine table they ate, but the old woman refused with a smile and asked Wang Fuyun to give the two of them a ride, and she began to clean up the mess.

Seeing the old woman's resolute expression, the two had no choice but to hug their fists and thank them and leave.

Walking out of the deep alley, Mo Shiping rubbed Wang Fuyun's head and said with a smile: "Okay, let's send it here." You should go back sooner. ”

Wang Fuyun nodded, and quickly took out two mountain fruits from his arms and handed them to Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui respectively.

At this time, Wang Fugui was staggering under his feet, and he was no longer able to stand firmly. The pot of Penglai spring wine that was opened after Fang Cai almost entered his stomach.

"Big brother, then I'll go back, and I'll have a date later. Wang Fuyun deliberately didn't look over, not wanting Mo Shiping to see his reddened eyes. He, he didn't want Mo Shiping to feel that he was still a child who could only cry.

Mo Shiping smiled and gently rubbed Wang Fuyun's head: "Hmm." Wang Fuyun, study hard. The next time we meet, I hope it's in the academy of the Li Dynasty, can you do it?"

Wang Fuyun nodded his head vigorously, and choked in a low voice: "Yes, surely." ”

"I've grown up. Mo Shiping patted him on the shoulder with relief, and then supported Wang Fugui with one hand and turned around and walked towards Qingluo Mountain.

"Then it's an appointment. Next time, I'll look for you at the Academy. ”

"It's a puppy!"

"Definitely!" Mo Shiping turned his back to Wang Fuyun, raised his right arm high, and waved.

Although Mo Shiping didn't look back, looking at his back, Wang Fuyun knew that he must be smiling happily.

After a small half-pillar of incense, Mo Shiping simply picked up Wang Fugui, whose bones were becoming more and more paralyzed. Obviously, the stamina of this Penglai spring wine has come up, and Wang Fugui is already drunk and can't find the southeast and northwest.

When Mo Shiping stepped on the bluestone slab dojo with Wang Fugui on his back, the bright moon hanging high in the night sky like a bright lantern reflected three faint shadows under his feet.

"Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. Mo Shiping remembered such a poem for no reason, and couldn't help but read it softly. He somewhat admired the romance of the poet, who was alone, laughing and toasting, and drinking with the moon.

Alone? Do you care?

The taste of the world is refreshing. The focus is on Qing, not Huan.

"Who's going to raise a glass?... Lift!Drink!" At this moment, Wang Fugui behind him muttered in a daze, breaking Mo Shiping's thoughts.

Mo Shiping shook his head helplessly, and didn't delve too much into these things that should belong to the brains of literati rioters. As he walked, he smiled bitterly in his heart, after all, he was a monk, not like Wang Fuyun, who was a scholar. Thinking of this, Mo Shiping quickened his pace slightly, and he had to go to the dojo tomorrow.

On this trip down the mountain, I originally planned to buy some dry food and civilian clothes. But now the jade realm in Mo Shiping's arms is empty. As for the reason, it is naturally the two small pots of Penglai spring wine, as well as sauced beef, roast chicken legs, fennel beans and other side dishes with wine, which have taken out Wang Fugui's money bag.

However, Mo Shiping didn't feel any pity. Thinking about it, Wang Fugui, who was drunk and unconscious behind his back, would not feel pity.

This meal of wine came and went home with a happy time.

In the deep alley at the foot of the mountain, Wang Fuyun, who had returned, helped the old woman clean up the messy table top and moved the wooden stools back to the house one by one.

"Grandma, rest early, I'll just come. Wang Fuyun said softly, he was a little distressed about the old woman who was busy outside the house. He was worried that Grandma was tired when she cleaned up, and she would have back pain and couldn't sleep all night at night.

When the old woman heard this, she didn't stop the rag in her hand, shook her head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Grandma is happy in her heart." This boy is really a good person. ”

"Grandma, I'm going to take the county's preliminary exam next year, and then I'll be able to take the state's middle exam, and then I'll be able to go to the academy." My eldest brother made an appointment with me to come to the academy to see me when the time comes. Wang Fuyun nodded vigorously and said with a firm expression.

"Then you have to work hard, Grandma heard that the academy is difficult to enter. ”

"Grandma rest assured. Where there's a will, there's a way. ”

"Oh, my little Fuyun looks like a scholar. The old woman looked at Wang Fuyun with a pleased expression, her face was full of pride, what a good child.

Wang Fuyun's face turned red, and he defended in a low voice: "Grandma, I'm not a child anymore." ”

The old woman smiled and nodded, her face was full of joy that could not be concealed by wrinkles, she raised her hand and gently rubbed Wang Fuyun's head, and said with emotion: "Life is getting more and more hopeful." ”

The old woman was very grateful to the young man who was a little swarthy and a little shy. Since I met him, the bitter life I had gradually gained some sweetness. The old woman had already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, and she already had a passable attitude towards the remaining few years. But now she has the confidence to look forward to it, the future Wang Fuyun will probably be green and full of talent, right? Every time she thinks of this, the old woman feels that she has to work hard to live, and she must take a look at it in person to feel at ease.

After a while, Wang Fuyun, who had finally finished cleaning up, helped the old woman back to the inner room to rest. Then he quietly returned to the courtyard, sat quietly on the wooden bench, and concentrated on reciting the poems transcribed by the old man during the day.

The faint moonlight sprinkled silently on the little boy's shoulder. He suddenly raised his head and stared thoughtfully at the non-dazzling Bright Moon.

"Big brother is like the moon, moisturizing things silently. The little boy whispered, and then laughed very happily alone.

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