The night was like water, and the moonlight shone through the windows into the attic.

The siblings had fallen asleep peacefully.

Yan Shan's eyes were slightly closed, and he was calm and concentrating. He had a faint sense that more than one pair of eyes were staring at this place. With his light skills, he could have sneaked out to investigate, but he didn't. He didn't want to take any risks until he figured out the situation, just because there were still two siblings around. All he has to do now is free the family of three from suspicion.

The night wind beat on the windows, and it was silent in the distance.

Before dawn, he faintly heard a slight movement coming from a distance, not only one person, but also more than one force.

However, the night was uneventful.

It's a new day, and Chuxin Restaurant is open normally.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter. Leap more than the age of adulthood, the law Lu tunes the yang. The clouds make it rain, and the dew turns into frost......" The sister and brother stood at the door reading, catchy, and their voices were crisp and loud.

Yan Shan still sat quietly behind the counter, smiling.

After noon, the young Confucian arrived as scheduled, still the first guest of Chuxin Restaurant. Scrambled eggs with green onions, old vinegar peanuts, and a pot of forgetful wine, as usual.

Yan Shan went to the back kitchen.

Zhao Yan was just about to leave.

The young Confucian smiled and asked, "Little girl, can you tell your uncle what your name is?"

Zhao Yan smiled and said coquettishly, "My name is Zhao Yan, and I smile and smile." Then, she pointed at Zhao Rin and continued, "He is my younger brother, his name is Zhao Rin, and he is righteous and awe-inspiring. ”

"What a smile! What a righteous and awe-inspiring name!" The young Confucian couldn't help but admire again and again.

Zhao Yan blinked her eyes with a smug expression.

At this time, Zhao Rin also ran over.

The young Confucian smiled and said, "Did my father get the name?"

"Of course!" Zhao Rin hurriedly replied.

"Did your father teach you to read and write?"

"Not bad!" This time it was Zhao Yan who took the lead.

"What about your father?" the young Confucian looked at the siblings quietly, his gaze soft and focused.

"Daddy and mother......" The sisters and brothers said in unison, but halfway through the conversation, they choked up at the same time. For a moment, tears gleamed in their eyes. Immediately afterward, tears rolled down like beads of broken thread.

Obviously, the word father and mother touched the sadness of the sister and brother.

The young Confucian only felt guilty. He stroked the shoulders of his sister and brother and said softly, "Yan'er, Rin'er, you are brave children, don't cry!"

Zhao Yan nodded and said softly, "Uncle, let's go study." As he spoke, he took his brother and walked away.

Yan Shan heard this conversation clearly in the back kitchen, and couldn't help but feel pity.

At this moment, a green-shirted Taoist priest with clear eyebrows and a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a lofty spirit walked into the Chuxin Restaurant. Of course, they also heard that conversation.

Zhao Yan had wiped the tears from her cheeks with her sleeves and followed.

The green-shirted Taoist priest said softly, "Little girl, what is there to eat in the store?"

"There are four dishes, which are scrambled eggs with green onions, roasted eggplant, cold vegetables and old vinegared peanuts, as well as millet porridge and steamed buns. Zhao Yan just cried, her voice was slightly low, but her speech was still sharp.

The cuisine of a restaurant is so simple, but the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi is not surprised. He smiled indifferently and asked again, "Is there any wine?"

"Naturally, there is a wine, called 'forgetting sorrows', drinking this wine, you can forget all the sorrows in the world. Zhao Yan saw that the Taoist priest in the green shirt was polite, and wanted to tell him the truth about forgetting the worries and drinking, but when she thought of the sorrowful cry of the delicate sister, she couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Of course, the green-shirted Taoist priest noticed the subtle change in the expression on the little girl's face. He didn't care, he just thought that the little girl was still immersed in that sad past. He smiled and said, "Then come to a jar of forget-you-no-worry wine, and then have a cold salad with green vegetables and old vinegar peanuts to drink." ”

Zhao Yan groaned slightly, and said coquettishly, "Uncle, this worry-forgetting wine is quite expensive." ”

The green-shirted Taoist priest blinked and motioned for the little girl to continue.

Zhao Yan continued: "A pot of forgetful wine is one penny of silver, and a jar of forgetful wine can hold thirty pots, which is one or twenty-four dollars of silver. ”

There is a word first, Tong Su is not bullied, and it is also fair.

The Taoist priest in the green shirt smiled and said, "Uncle will pay you two taels of silver." ”

Zhao Yan bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Thank you, uncle!"

At this time, Yan Shan walked out of the back kitchen with two plates of vegetables and a pot of wine. He put the things on the table, and said with a smile, "Guest officer, you use it slowly!" Then, he bowed slightly to the Taoist priest in green shirt and the middle-aged man, and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, the two guest officers will be fine immediately!" After that, he went back to the back kitchen.

Inadvertently, the green-shirted Taoist priest and the middle-aged man both glanced at Yan Shan's legs and temples.

Zhao Yan went to the door again and stood with Zhao Rin, as if she was in no mood to read anymore.

The young Confucian students poured themselves drinks, quite leisurely.

After a while, a jar of wine and two plates of appetizers were served.

The middle-aged man casually opened the seal, and a refreshing aroma of wine instantly spread. He lifted the wine jar, poured two large bowls, and said loudly, "Brother Li, please!"

"Brother Qin, please!"

The voice fell, and the two large bowls of wine were drunk in one go, so happy!

The green-shirted Taoist priest hugged his fist slightly at the young Confucian and said with a smile, "This brother, how can you have fun with a small cup, why don't you change the big bowl and drink with our brother?"

The young Confucian returned the salute slightly, and said with a smile, "Xiao Ke is just a scholar, as the so-called 'small drink is pleasant, big drink hurts the body', Xiao Ke advises the two brothers, it is better to drink less." ”

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "There are clouds in ancient poems, and the glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine is urgent, and if you want to drink the pipa, urge it immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times? If the brothers live up to the wine, wouldn't it be a pity?"

The Taoist priest in the green shirt said, "The poet immortal Li Taibai once said, the five-flowered horse, the golden Qiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you." My brother is also a literati, how can he live up to the feelings of poets and immortals?"

The young Confucian smiled indifferently and said loudly, "When is the bright moon?" The two of you are so gracious, Xiao Ke should accompany him to the end!"

"Very good!"

"Full!"

Drink three bowls of wine in one go, so happy!

The Taoist priest in the green shirt hugged his fist slightly towards Yan Shan, and said loudly, "Look down, the boss is not a thing in the pool, can you enjoy your face and drink it?"

Yan Shan hurriedly got up, returned the salute slightly, and said with a smile, "The three guest officers all use poems to drink, and they are drunk with a song, okay?"

"Please!"

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and said slowly, "If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and Liu Ling is ashamed to drink a thousand cups." Invite the moon to drink Chang'e's companion, and a river of sorrowful wine will meet. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require a thousand cups. Drunk and lying at the table, Jun Mo smiled, a few people can relieve the deep taste of alcohol"

"What a drunken song!"

"Full!"

Four large bowls of wine were drunk in one go, and I felt hearty!