This is not a scene of heroes sympathizing with each other, because the charcoal fire of Hongwang makes everyone in the hall feel more of a kind of warmth, and this warmth will always make the Guizi more like a warm current stirring in their hearts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info A man is a man, even in the face of imminent life and death, but at least at this moment, they can still let go of the momentum of the cold battlefield duel, and finally turn into the peace and tranquility of home.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles of moxibustion, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. After a few glasses of rice wine, An An looked drunk.

At this moment, in order to welcome him, the central hall actually invited all the heads and faces of the Huangjia village, naturally there are family members, everyone is sitting around the front hall, and the two side rooms in the middle are already overflowing with kitchen fragrance at the moment, several village cooks are chopping fattened pork, this original Chu family native dish, since let the ten tables here feel the taste of Chinese New Year's Eve in advance.

An An's "Drunken Sword Dance" came to the back garden, which is also the highest place in the atrium of the entire Huang family's earthen house, which is not only a place for clan discussions, but also a place for sacrifices and performances. His drunken sword has both the ferocity of the short sword of the Qin State and the femininity of the women of the Chu State (in fact, it is the Tai Chi Sword, this guy has been in college for a few years, Tai Chi Boxing, and the Tai Chi Sword are all routines that he has learned. ）

A few elders of the Huang family looked at it, and their eyes lit up: "This swordsmanship secretly combines yin and yang, the technique of rigidity and softness, it seems to be plain and unfazed, but in fact, it is secretly murderous, and I ordered to go down and hand over to Erlang to look carefully." It seems that this man is indeed where our fortune lies. Huang Yi took a sip of wine and said.

The servants around him immediately ran to the tables below to convey Huang Yi's instructions, but An An didn't know that he had been studied by others as a giant panda. With drunkenness, he is still in poetry, basically there is a poem in his head, he reads a poem, and then through the pace and swordsmanship, these words and artistic conceptions are all shown through swordsmanship.

"Through the ages, heroes are nowhere to be found, and Sun Zhong is looking for a solution. The dance pavilion is always blown away, and the rain blows the wind. The grass and trees in the slanting sun, the ordinary alleys, and the humane slaves once lived. Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yuan Jia was hastily, sealed the wolf Juxu, and won the Canghuang Beigu. Forty-three years, I still remember the beacon Yangzhou Road. can look back, under the Buddha shrine, a crow shrine drum. Who asks: Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"

I have to say that Xin Qiji's old man's poems are indeed particularly suitable for the current scene, although An An is not a top student in the College of Liberal Arts, on the contrary, he is still an engineering major, but he is also a liberal arts student in high school for three years, and Xin Qiji's poems full of battlefield atmosphere are his favorites. Natural wine goes deep and gushes out like a rosary.

"Good talent, Daddy, I'm going to marry him. A voice suddenly called out, and An An didn't stand still, and fell directly to the ground. The whole hall was suddenly filled with people. The three aunts and six mothers-in-law of the Huang family collectively shouted at their own girls, who had reached the age of fourteen, to come to a collective robbery, and the three taels who were silently hiding on the side, silently patted their chests and sighed: "This limelight is not a good thing, my son-in-law is simply the best ironclad evidence." ”

At this moment, Chen An, lying in the center of the back hall, and then directly unconscious, silently hid aside, not daring to step forward, and around Chen An'an was a group of middle-aged women, they sometimes quarreled and sometimes admired, sometimes laughed and sometimes screamed, the first two tables of the Huang family were all collectively silent, silently eating and drinking, as if as long as there was no fight above, there was nothing to do with them. Poor An An just fell and waited for three or two to come over to put out the fire, but this guy drank directly with the two descendants of the Huang family at the bottom table.

An An didn't know if he really fell asleep in the end, or faked fainting, anyway, he was finally carried into a room, covered with a thick futon, and halfway through sleep, a slippery body suddenly got into An An's quilt. At this moment, he has been impressed by the stamina of rice wine in a dream, and he can't extricate himself.

In the dream, many friends from their hometown appeared, and they asked Chen An to go to the snow to circle hares. They climbed the familiar sandy slopes and entered the dense pine forest, and in the piles of weedy meadows, they looked for the hares that had escaped the cold and snow. They were cautious, and several people formed a circle, and the forks in their hands were all towards the two steaming holes. This time, Chen An was not as unlucky as before, this time he actually caught two white rabbits. It feels soft to the touch, and he likes it very much, he returned to the village like a hero, returned home, and the hare will generally be raised until six or seven catties, and then it will be waxed up and become a delicacy in his hometown. But An An actually slept with the hare in her arms for one night and slept very soundly. Until the next day, the white rabbit turned into a beauty. An An also joked, I am not Zhu Bajie, you are not a jade rabbit essence, how did you become a beauty overnight, this expression is also very exquisite, white and tender skin, blowing is broken, the skin has a woman's unique body fragrance, and there is a trace of blush on the face, An An laughed, Lao Tzu was blessed by misfortune. can still catch such a beautiful jade rabbit essence, wait until you go out and brag to your partner. But the Jade Rabbit Essence didn't say anything all night, just looked at An An with affection, and the restlessness in An An's body was also her silent comfort. An An finally let out a long sigh and fell asleep comfortably.

Snowy nights are the best nights to sleep peacefully. The charcoal fire in the room had been extinguished before An An moved in, and the whole room was warm and steady, even the howling north wind had no effect on the place, because it was not heard here at all. Only the rooster crowing in the morning and the reflection of the snow. made Chen An finally sober up. He stretched his waist, and then felt a little wrong, feeling as if someone was wrapped around his waist in the bed, his intuition told him that this was definitely not three taels, because three taels and two taels knew that their master was resolutely opposed to sleeping in the same bed with a man, they used to think that they were protecting their master, but after being beaten by Chen An a few times, they were quite honest.

"No, this place has such bad habits. An An is a little big-headed, he must be quite clear about the scenes often encountered by the scholars in the ancient midstream, especially the encounter of Wei Yang in the Great Qin Empire, he lifted the quilt and saw an ancient naked woman, who was sleeping very sweetly with his bear waist, and a sense of happiness overflowed at the corner of her mouth. An An didn't look at it anymore, so she could only silently cover the quilt, silently recite the word "Amen", and continued to be unconscious.