The county seat of the township is surrounded by ups and downs, embraced by the mountains, and the intoxicating spring breeze awakens the flowers and trees sleeping in the mountains and rivers, which are colorful and vibrant. The first Ming Nationality Art Festival in a Zhuang Autonomous Prefecture is in full swing in the townships and counties:

The thrilling howl of the fighting bull, the heart-rending scream of the fighting bird, and the delightful duet of mountain songs. Gun and stick dance, acrobatic performances, handkerchief dances, monkey dances, lion dances, cockfights...... Varied, crowded, lively!

Early in the morning, Fang Hong came back from running, sweating, but it didn't seem to be enjoyable, and he did a hundred push-ups in the living room, two more combination punches, and a few kicks in his legs. Then he went into the bathroom and wiped his face and upper body with a dry towel, and puffed up his developed muscles in front of the mirror. In the mirror, his sturdy body and handsome face are reflected: his hair is parted in the middle, his eyebrows are delicate, the bridge of his nose is high, and a black letter is especially obvious on the left side of his forehead. I saw him relax his muscles again, snap his fingers crisply, and then take off his underwear to rinse his body!

Coming out of the bathroom with a bath towel, Fang Hong went into the kitchen to make breakfast again.

When breakfast was ready, Fang Hong went into the bedroom and called his girlfriend: "Yazhen, get up and have breakfast!"

Meng Yazhen was lying on the bed covered with the quilt, opened her apricot eyes, smiled and opened her shallow dimples, and stretched out two slender jade hands to Fang Hong.

Fang Hong stepped forward and bowed, lifted the quilt and hugged Meng Yazhen! Meng Yazhen snorted and spread two slender white legs to clamp Fang Hong's waist, Fang Hong had no choice but to slide down with both hands to catch her plump buttocks.

"Yazhen, take advantage of your last two days of vacation to have some fun! Let's have breakfast and go out!" Fang Hong said while carrying Meng Yazhen to the bathroom: "Besides, the art festival will only be dispersed in two days!"

Meng Yazhen didn't show a very happy look.

Meng Yazhen is in the art department of the county cultural bureau, because of her outstanding literary talent, the bureau decided to let Meng Yazhen write a script, about the original liberation of Dazhuang Township by the People's Liberation Army, to be made into a movie. As for why such a theme was written, Meng Yazhen was puzzled. The day before yesterday, I went to the hospital to talk to the head nurse's best friend Jiang Meili about this, Jiang Meili failed to give her a light Huigen, but she personally gave Meng Ya a two-and-a-half physical examination for free, and coincidentally, it was found that Meng Ya was a carrier of hepatitis B virus. Therefore, Meng Yazhen has been depressed and depressed in the past two days, but fortunately, Fang Hong not only does not care about her condition, but also considerate and comforting, and vows to find a prescription to cure Meng Yazhen's illness.

The two of them had breakfast.

Fang Hong changed into a loose blue-black sports casual suit, and her feet were breathable and white with travel shoes.

Meng Yazhen wears a white long-sleeved lace shirt and a V-neck jacket with a gray plaid dress. Wear leather bow flat-heeled casual shoes.

Handsome and beautiful, both went out.

Fang Hong led Meng Yazhen to squeeze into a township street, where there are traditional handmade plain mille-feuille cakes, meat-hearted mille-feuille cakes, sweetheart mille-feuille cakes, horse-foot pole cakes, flower glutinous rice cakes, etc., especially the flower glutinous rice cakes, which are pinched into many animals: such as pinched into little monkeys, puppies, kittens, rabbits...... Each piece is beautiful and lifelike. Meng Yazhen was dizzying, picking and choosing, and finally selected a giant panda made of glutinous rice, looking at the left and right, showing a satisfied expression. Fang Hong immediately helped Meng Yazhen pay the money, Meng Yazhen gently shook her long hair, and said to Fang Hong delicately:

"Ah Hong, it's too crowded, let's go back!"

Fang Hong said, "Yazhen, there is a newly opened teahouse nearby, called Fenghua Xueyue Tea, which is opened by the Bai people over there in Dali, it is said that this tea is very good for the liver and kidneys, and the business is currently very prosperous, maybe it will be good for you。。。。。。 He paused and smiled with concern.

Meng Yazhen's delicate face was flushed with a faint cloud of sadness, and she quickly immediately burst into a smile and said, "It's okay if you don't say it, I really feel thirsty!"

Meng Yazhen knew that Fang Hong liked to drink and tea, and she was more concerned about her illness.

The two of them quickly crowded to the door of the so-called Fenghua Xueyue Building. This teahouse is very unique, up and down with bamboo and wood building, stairs, railings, pavilions and each door all show the characteristics of the elegant and vulgar synchronization of the famous people, among which a bamboo plaque is erected, the bamboo plaque is woven into five big characters of "Fenghua Xueyue Building" with small bamboo strips. Fang Hong helped Meng Yazhen hold up the "giant panda" with one hand, and took Meng Yazhen's hand with the other hand to climb the pavilion, the pavilion hall was already crowded with tea guests, the seats were full, Fang Hong frowned a little, and saw a red-dressed girl wearing a Bai headdress came forward to receive her warmly, the girl had a melon seed face, willow eyebrows, thin eyes, earlobes on both sides longer than ordinary people, and silver earrings. She introduced Fang Hong and Meng Yazhen to a couple's box.

Walking into the couple's box, I found that the coffee table and tea chairs were all made of bamboo and wood, and the bamboo walls on all sides were very tightly built, without a single gap. There are red and green lanterns hanging on both sides of the door, and a couple painting is hung on the opposite side of the door, in which the couple in ancient costume holds hands under a peach blossom tree, with affection, looking at each other, adding warmth, romance, peace and elegance to the box.

Fang Hong and Meng Yazhen looked at each other and smiled.

After a while, the red-makeup girl brought two teapots and two teacups on a bamboo tray. One teapot is a stainless steel pot, the other teapot is an ivory white ceramic filter single pot, and the other two teapots are also bamboo products, which have been carbonized and made into a lotus shape, which looks delicate and elegant.

Fang Hongzheng wondered if there was no suitable place to put the "giant panda". The red-makeup girl smiled and said, "If you don't mind, sir, I'll store it for you!"

Fang Hong looked at Meng Yazhen, and Meng Yazhen agreed. So the girl with red makeup went to get a fresh-keeping bag, put the "giant panda" in the bag and carried it out.

The two sat down opposite each other, Meng Yazhen took out a napkin and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, Fang Hong couldn't help but look at her:

The black hair of a shawl is messy, and a pair of white miserly eyes roll like autumn waves under the thin crescent eyebrows, although they are tired, there is no trace of illness at all! The bridge of the nose is delicate and straight, and a pair of charming dimples flicker on both sides of the cherry mouth, like a beautiful embryo.

Meng Yazhen smiled and said, "Don't you know me, or do you find that I'm old?"

Fang Hong smiled and said, "I feel that God is really not thin on me!" Speaking of which, he lifted the Buxiu steel kettle, poured the boiling water inside into two teacups, and poured the water from the two teacups into the funnel on the coffee table, and repeated this three times before lifting the ceramic pot and pouring half a cup of tea for Meng Yazhen, and also poured half a cup of tea for himself.

Meng Yazhen watched Fang Hong's every move, and said with a smile: "You have mastered a lot of the rhythm of drinking tea!"

Fang Hong smiled and said, "Hey! Habit becomes natural!" As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and said, "Drink it! This first pot is bitter tea!" The tea is baked in a sand pot with a low heat by connoisseurs, and then brewed in boiling water, which is the first kung fu tea of the Bai people in Dali!"

Meng Yazhen said: "So, there is a second pot of tea?"

Fang Hong said: "The second pot is good to drink, and there is a third pot." ”

Meng Yazhen was stunned. Fang Hong continued: "Fenghua Xueyue is said to be four kinds of tea, which are actually three teas, the first bitter, the second sweet, and the third aftertaste!" As he spoke, he drank it all.

Meng Yazhen also learned from Fang Hong and drank it all.

Fang Hong frowned slightly, he suppressed the smile just now and said, "How does it feel?"

Meng Yazhen said: "Except for bitterness, there is no special feeling!"

Fang Hong frowned and said: "I feel the same, I tasted the tea of the Bai nationality when I went to Erhai Lake to play before, and there is a special burnt fragrance, but the cup of tea I just drank has no burnt fragrance!"

Meng Yazhen said: "I drink it like our own hometown tea!"

Fang Hong was about to say something, when suddenly a noisy voice came from outside the box! Fang Hong and the others wanted to ignore it, but the more noisy it became outside, he got up and walked out of the box, and Meng Yazhen also went out.

I saw an old man about 60 years old in the hall being pushed out by two young men in suits and ties. The old man was pushed by them and staggered, but he did not show weakness and kept shouting loudly while retreating: "This is not Fenghua Xueyue tea at all...... This isn't a Fenghua Xueyue tea at all......"

The tea guests in the whole hall stood up and looked at him in astonishment, only to see that the old man had gray hair, his slender face was folded with many wrinkles, his cheekbones were protruding, and a black mole the size of a bean was clearly exposed on the left side of his face, and a goatee under his forehead went up and down with his shouting. At this time, a fat-faced middle-aged man in a coffee-colored jacket with a cockscomb hairstyle walked out of the back hall, he opened the crowd to persuade the two young men, and said to the old man, "If I remember correctly, your old man has come here for tea on the fourth day, right?"

The old man glared at a pair of sunken triangular eyes and said indignantly, "That's right, I've been here for tea for the fourth day!"

"Then I think it's weird!" The middle-aged man shook his leather shoes with his hands on his chest and said, "If the tea is not delicious, why do you come here for three or four days in a row?"

The old man rushed through the crowd, returned to a coffee table, glared at the middle-aged man and said, "Yes, the tea I drank in the first three days tasted ......."

"What kind of Fa-rectification?" I don't know who in the crowd interrupted the old man's words coldly and asked.

The old man said: "What is the Fa-rectification? Anyone who has drunk the authentic Dali Bai Clan's Fenghua Xueyue Tea knows that the first wind tea is bitter with astringency, moistens the throat, and is full of energy, and most importantly, there is an obvious burnt aroma, right? Except for the bitterness and mush, it doesn't taste good, and it's not as good as what I brew at home!" As he spoke, he lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the teacup, then pointed to the tea in the teacup and said, "Look at my cup of tea, it is turbid and opaque, and the color is reddish, and it seems to be green and black!" It's like the heat is too big, and it's like the heat is too small. ”

When everyone heard this, they began to talk about each other. They all hurriedly checked the tea in their cups.

Immediately, someone shouted, "Really, there is something wrong with today's tea! It's not amber! It doesn't taste like bitter!"

"I just chatted and didn't pay attention. Now when I look at the color and taste of this tea, I realize that it is different from yesterday and the day before yesterday!" Someone else said.

"I'm so confused, why didn't I notice after drinking for a long time today......"

The whole hall was in an uproar! Complaints and scolding came out of the gossip!

There was already a lot of anger and left, and gradually, one by one, walked out.

In just a few moments, all the tea guests in the hall were gone.

And the old man was stopped by two young men. The middle-aged man, who was originally calm, was now excited, his disgusted eyes stared at the old man, and Shen Chang's neck roared: "You old scumbag, are you eating or are you impatient......"

It was too late, it was fast, Fang Hong blocked in front of the old man with an arrow, and the two young men hurriedly walked around to the front of the old man and approached Fang Hong's back, stretching out their hands to prepare to hold Fang Hong. Fang Hong didn't look back, bowed slightly, hit his elbows back, and accurately hit the upper abdomen of the two young men, the two young men covered their stomachs and lay down, and the old man behind him was stunned! The middle-aged man in front was stunned, and his originally red face turned pale! Fang Hong looked at him coldly.

He knew Fang Hong.

Fang Hong also knew him.

These two middle-aged people are Yan Sanbao, the head of the ruffian in the township and county, nicknamed Dibao San, who specially directs a group of "brothers" to collect protection money in various shops, especially entertainment halls, barbecue stalls and night snack bars are his places and income objects. Fang Hong's job at the police station was smashed by Dibao San.

At that time, Fang Hong was assigned to the police station after retiring from the armed police force, and one night during the patrol, he caught a few small ruffians who forced the shopkeeper to charge a lesson in a barbecue restaurant. As a result, Yan Sanbao came forward, a few words of discord, and the two handed over, although Yan Sanbao is also a practitioner who has practiced fist and foot kung fu, but in the end, the opponent could not capture the actual battle, after the real knife and real gun Fang Hong. was injured by Fang Hong in the left rib. As a result, Fang Hong was retained for inspection, and then he was fired in a daze!

As the saying goes, when enemies see each other, they are very red.

But in front of him, facing Fang Hongdao's gaze, Yan Sanbao's eyes couldn't turn red, and even became a little cowardly, but he still stubbornly said, "We'll see!" As he spoke, he walked over and tapped a young man lying on the ground with his toes, and scolded, "Aren't you dead yet?"

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the foreheads of the two young men, their faces twitched in pain, and they finally stood up with their stomachs in their arms. looked at Fang Hong timidly, then looked at Yan Sanbao aggrievedly, and then walked to the backstage pitifully.

Meng Yazhen had already come to Fang Hong's side, and she said softly, "Let's go!"

The old man looked at Fang Hong blankly, his deep sunken eyes revealing a grateful gaze.

At this time, the girl with red makeup picked up the "giant panda" and handed it to Meng Yazhen, bowed guiltily and said "sorry......"

The three of them were about to leave, but they noticed two people walking in through the door. One is thin and the other is fat, the thin one has a horse face and wears a black windbreaker, and the fat one has a flat face and wears a black wallet, and the two are in their early thirties.

Yan Sanbao frowned and beckoned the waiter to pour tea for the two.

The tall, thin man in the trench coat said, "You don't have to pour the tea!" We think your coffee table here is more special, and we want to bring a few sets back for personal use. Speaking of this, he politely handed Yan Sanbao a cigarette,

Yan Sanbao's eyes were faintly angry, he didn't take the cigarette, stared at the tall thin man and said coldly, "What are you doing?

The Pingguo-faced fat man next to him hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Boss, don't get me wrong, we have come to you to drink tea before, and we really like your bamboo coffee table!" At that time, it was too crowded to discuss with you. Of course, if you're not going to deal with it, we'll go back! He turned away.

Yan Sanbao said angrily: "I'm here to watch, not the boss, the boss is not here today," said this, and eased his tone and said: "Otherwise, you sit down and wait for a while, and I'll call the boss." ”

When they heard this, they each pulled up a chair and sat down.

Yan Sanbao took out his mobile phone, but watched Fang Hong and the three of them refuse to pull out the phone......

Fang Hong and the others didn't look at Yan Sanbao much, and walked out of the hall as if nothing had happened.