Chapter 34: Heart-to-heart
She Ling looked at Lan Ting intently, only to see him squatting on the ground and digging a pit, and couldn't help laughing: "You are an old hen digging a pit, do you want to lay eggs?"
Lan Ting ignored him, only focused on digging a pit, and when he dug about a foot deep, he reached into it and grabbed a huge wine jar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The air was suddenly filled with the aroma of wine, and Shering was surprised and speechless, and his eyes were envious and admired.
Lan Ting said proudly: "Are you convinced?"
She Ling said: "How can there be wine in this underground?"
Lan Ting said with a smile: "There is a custom in Jiangnan, whenever a girl is added to the family, the father must brew a jar of wine and bury it in the ground, and dig it out of the ground as a dowry on the day of her daughter's marriage, so this wine is called Daughter Hong." β
Shering stared at the wine jar and asked, "So this jar must be an old wine?"
Lan Ting smiled: "Needless to say, there are ten years to say the least!"
Shering's eyes lit up, and the greed was difficult to hide, but he hesitated: "But this wine is someone's dowry, can't we steal it and drink it?"
Lan Ting saw that he was usually arrogant and domineering, like a demon who kills people without blinking, but now he is worried about others, knowing that his nature is not bad, and said: "Don't worry, we are not stealing, but buying." He took out a piece of silver and buried it in the ground, hugged the mud-stained wine jar and said, "Let's go, let's go catch lake ducks." β
Shering followed him, feeling in a good mood, and said, "You are quite rich. β
Lan Ting smiled: "I have a salary of 100,000 taels a year. β
Sherin sighed, "If only I had a lot of money. β
Lan Ting asked, "Why do you want so much money?"
"Then I can hire a good cook." He follows me wherever I go, and cooks food for me whenever and wherever I want. β
Lan Ting smiled: "Then this chef's martial arts must be very good, otherwise you have so many enemies, and it will definitely take a long time to lose your head." Even if his martial arts are not good, he must be a cook who is not afraid of death. β
There was a trace of sadness in her eyes, and she said, "Yes, it's because I have too many enemies and I have never had any friends. Even if I have ten thousand taels of gold, I am afraid that I will not be able to find a cook who can follow me. β
Lan Ting saw that he was sad, and he was not comfortable, so he comforted: "Isn't there still me, don't forget that I am also a chef." β
Shering said with a pained face, "But we will eventually become enemies. β
At this time, the two of them had walked to the lake, falling flowers and flowing water, in their youth, Lan Ting hugged the wine jar and suddenly faced Sheling, only to feel a faint pain in his heart, as if he wanted to break free of something. Even though he was on a different camp, he didn't want to be an enemy of Sherling. Everyone has been sincere to others when they were young, and if it is not heartache to the point of despair, who would want to break the promise of the year?
The two of them quietly listened to the murmuring of the flowing water, and the spirit was older and his mind was much more mature, so he immediately decided that he did not want to linger for a while, and turned around and left. Suddenly, Lan Ting blurted out behind him: "I promise you that I will never be your enemy, even if you want to kill me one day, I am willing to die at your hands." β
She Ling's body was shocked, and she felt that all the emotions in her heart were on Lan Ting, and she couldn't move her steps anymore, and asked softly, "Is this true?"
Lan Ting stretched out three fingers and said: "I swear that from now on I will not be the enemy of Sheling, such as reciting an oath when ten thousand arrows pierce the heart, five thunders hit the top, and seven orifices bleed will not be good to die!" He said all the vicious ways to die that he could think of, although it was a little naΓ―ve, but Shering was extremely moved in his heart, and he had already shed tears, and raised his hand and swore an oath: "I will never hurt Lan Ting in my life, and if I break my oath, I should suffer from the erosion of ten thousand ants." β
Ten thousand ants devour is the most cruel punishment in Nanzhao, and she can swear by this, and she is really determined not to hurt the person in front of her for the rest of her life.
Although Lan Ting didn't know that Wan Ant was eroding his heart, he also knew that he was telling the truth from Shi Ling's face, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, then we will never be enemies." β
Shering nodded heavily, turned around and said, "Although I am not a good person, what I said today is really sincere, you must not let me down, otherwise I really don't know what to do?"
Lan Ting only felt that he had lived for fourteen years, and only now that he was so cared about at this moment, this feeling was so good, and he said at the moment: "Don't worry, I won't make you sad if I die." β
Shering smiled sadly and said, "I believe in you!"
Lan Ting also smiled: "Look at the big fat duck on the shore is still stupidly waiting for us there." β
When she looked over, she saw that the big fat duck on the shore had hidden its head under its wings, and it should be sleeping. He kicked a rock right in the duck's body, causing the big fat duck to flutter away.
Lan Ting hurriedly said: "What are you doing, the boiled duck flew." β
Shering smiled: "I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to kill, okay if I only drink?"
Lan Ting said: "It's okay, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and we should have a third-level floating slaughter if we let the big fat duck go." β
"Seventh-level confusion?" Sherling asked, raising an eyebrow
Lan Ting smiled: "It's really terrible to have no culture!"
The two sat on the shore and said, "Hurry up and open the wine, I want to take a sip, I'm dying of thirst." β
Lan Ting looked at him vigilantly, and said with a turn of his eyes: "We said in advance that one person will take a sip, and you are not allowed to cheat!"
Shering hurriedly said, "That won't work, what if you drink the whole jar in one gulp?"
Lan Ting said, "Then how do you say to drink?" He hugged the wine jar tightly, for fear that Sheling would come to grab it. As everyone knows, if it is really hard to rob the spirit, he has no way.
Shering pondered for a moment and said, "I have a way, you wait." β
Lan Ting saw him run into the distance, and when he returned, he had two thick reed poles in his hands.
"What are you doing with this?" asked Lanting
She Ling said: "When I was young, when I practiced breathlessness in the water, I often used reed rods to be lazy. It is hollow inside, and it can be exhaled when it is held out of the water by mouth. One by one, we put it in the jar and suck it up with all our strength, so that we can drink it at the same time. β
Lan Ting said: "This method is good, but why is your reed pole thicker than mine?"
She Ling was afraid that the clever plan would almost be discovered, so she hurriedly smiled: "Because it's so easy to suck, I'll take care of you." β
Lan Ting said: "It's all boys who need you to take care of them." He snatched the two reed poles at once, threw them into the lake, handed the thick ones to Sheling half of them, and said, "Use the thick ones, see who can suck them fast." β
"Fool, this one is too short for you to break. In front of Lan Ting, Shi Ling had no defense, so he easily snatched the reed pole.
"It's okay, the short ones are easier to suck. Lan Ting tried it, and said: "The one you invented is quite easy to use, since you use a suck, let's call it a straw." β
Shering wanted to refute a few words, but Lan Ting had already leaned down and bit the "straw" and began to drink, where was he interested in listening to his nagging. Shering was not to be outdone, although he was a step late, but he had martial arts, and his mouth just touched the "straw" only to see the wine in the altar being sucked up quickly. Because the "straw" was broken in half by Lanting, it was much shorter. The two of them sucked hard when they met their heads, and the red feet of this altar were ten pounds, but they drank it after a while as if they were drinking water. With his profound spiritual skills and many years of experience, he naturally smoked faster than Lan Ting, and a jar of wine and seven CDs were drunk into his stomach, his little face was red, and he felt a little dizzy, but he was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "It's really good wine, but I haven't drunk enough." β
Lan Ting was reluctant to say, "It's not enough that you've drunk it, I haven't even taken a few sips!"
Shering smiled: "Stingy ghost, isn't it just a jar of wine, looking at your distressed appearance, I don't know how much money I thought I lost." β
Lan Ting said: "This is more than ten years old wine, but it is not something that can be bought with money!"
She Ling said: "Cut, what's the big deal, when you come to Nanzhao, I will invite you to drink plum wine." That's ten times better wine than my daughter Hong!"
Lan Ting asked curiously, "Really? There is also a wine that tastes better than your daughter Hong, so why don't you bring some with you?"
Shering smiled: "Naturally, I brought it, but I drank it all early." β
Lan Ting was slightly disappointed, lying on the grass and humming a little song.
When the wine came up, Shering felt that his eyelids were heavy and he lay down. The autumn breeze is bleak, but this scene is not desolate at all, and even a little warm. Listening to Lan Ting's song, Sheling became more and more sleepy, and only heard him mutter: "What kind of song is this, it's really good." β
Lan Ting smiled: "This is a song that my father often sang in order to lull me to sleep when I was a child, called Jie Worry. β
She Ling closed her eyes and asked softly, "Won't your mother coax you to sleep?"
Lan Ting said: "I have never seen my mother, my father said she died. β
She Ling's heart tightened, and she didn't make a sound, and listened to Lan Ting humming quietly, only to feel that this song had a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu, but her mind was so heavy that she couldn't remember where she had heard it. He fell asleep slowly, and in his dream a woman in white came to him.
The woman in white opened her arms and called, "Ling'er, I'm my mother, come here." β
Sherling ran over, and suddenly a silver arrow shot into the chest of the woman in white, and the blood stained the woman's white clothes red. The blood bloomed like a flower on the woman's chest, the beauty was thrilling, the beauty was suffocating.
Lan Ting looked at Shering's brows furrowed and trembled, thinking that he must have had a nightmare, and reached out to take his hand. Suddenly, I heard Sheling Meng's words: "Mother, don't go, Ling'er is so afraid." Tears fell from the corners of Shering's eyes, and his hands were as cold as ice. At this time, he looks like a child, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is still a child who needs to be loved.
A thought came to Lan Ting's mind: no matter what happens in the future, he must protect Sheling for the rest of his life. Looking at his eyebrows, his heart was mixed.
The end of the world is strange, the world is hot and cold, in the red dust, are you and I all poor people?
Lan Ting put Shering's hand in the palm of his hand and hummed the song "Relieve Worries" again.