A bright moon is in the sky, and the clear light is dotted, scattering thousands of miles of silver light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is it a full moon again tonight?

Yang Xiaofeng looked up at the sky outside the window blankly, and the chopsticks in his hand had forgotten to pick up vegetables.

The same scene, the same family eating around the table, but who is missing, and who is more at the same time?

Luo Wenbin was smiling, he was very happy, his kind eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and asked with a smile: "Feng'er, why don't you pick up vegetables?"

Yang Xiaofeng was distracted for a while, but he didn't hear his question.

"Wind ......", Luo Qingxue put a full dish of chopsticks in his bowl, touched him with her elbow, and asked, "What do you want?"

"It's nothing ......", Yang Xiaofeng smiled faintly and said, "Uncle, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in another month, I want to go back to Qingshui Villa with Ah Xue and Xiaoxi to have a look." At the same time, I also told my father and mother the news of our marriage, so that the old man could know and be able to see it."

"It's ...... like this", Luo Wenbin asked with a smile, "I don't know when you plan to leave"?

"Let's ...... in a few days", Yang Xiaofeng said softly: "I'll talk about it after the big brother they come back from the orchids."

After the incident at Orchid Gate last time, Lan Ru missed her family, but she happened to catch up with the fake treasure and never went back to see it. This time, after Yang Xiaofeng and the others came back from Blackstone Town, they were able to be free, and it happened that Luo Qingyu and his wife went back to their parents' house in the past few days.

"Wind, I was about to talk about ......", Luo Qingxue said in a low voice: "I have to go to Qingshui Villa every Mid-Autumn Festival, and this year is of course no exception."

Yang Xiaoxi's eyes rolled here, and he said very pity: "Sister-in-law, I didn't expect you to go to our house every year, you must know how good it would be for me to go back and see you earlier, maybe I won't have to wait so many years to see you again."

She shook her head and sighed as she spoke, causing several people to snicker.

"Yes, Xiaoxi ......", Luo Wenbin said with a smile: "Why didn't your brothers and sisters come to Luoxue Valley earlier, if you do, you don't have to suffer so much."

"Uncle, I'm not afraid that you won't recognize me", Yang Xiaoxi smiled mischievously.

Luo Wenbin was embarrassed, and said angrily: "What are you talking about, your father and I are brothers of the opposite sex who married Jin Lan, how could I not recognize you."

"Hehe......", Yang Xiaoxi said with a sweet smile: "Actually, I'm joking with you, uncle, I was only twelve years old back then, and Qingshui Villa had just had an accident, how dare I come out and walk around."

"This is also ......", Luo Wenbin nodded with a smile and said, "However, it's not too late to come back now, just in time for your eldest brother and Xue'er's wedding, it would be better if your second brother also came back."

At the mention of Yang Xiaoling, Yang Xiaoxi looked a little gloomy, and ate by himself for a while, and then didn't speak.

"Okay, let's not talk about this......", Yang Xiaofeng looked at his sister's expression, diverted the topic, and said: "Uncle, I don't know if you have discussed with your eldest brother, who are you going to invite to the wedding between me and Ah Xue this time?"

Listening to Yang Xiaofeng's question, Luo Wenbin said proudly: "Of course, the people who want to invite are those big people who have heads and faces in the rivers and lakes, and the first is the people of the Ethereal Peak."

"No......", Luo Qingxue immediately interrupted her father's words, and said coldly: "You can invite anyone, why do you have to invite someone from Ethereal Peak, I don't agree."

"This ......", Luo Wenbin was embarrassed: "It's not good if the people of the Ethereal Peak are not invited."

However, he also knew his daughter's temper, so he had to look at Yang Xiaofeng. With Xue'er's stubborn temper, if she wants to say that there is anyone else in this world, she will listen, I'm afraid that only Feng'er will listen.

"Ah Xue, just do what Uncle and Big Brother want......", Yang Xiaofeng hurriedly persuaded: "Anyway, when the time comes, we will just go through the motions, and we won't have too much entanglement with the guests."

"Sister-in-law, do you hate the people of Ethereal Peak?"

Yang Xiaoxi blinked and approached Luo Qingxue, as if she heard a trace of subtlety from her words.

"Xiaoxi, hurry up and eat", Yang Xiaofeng immediately interrupted her curiosity.

As the night deepened, the moonlight seemed to shine a little brighter.

This meal was pleasant and relaxed.

Just like Yang Xiaofeng, he is in the same relaxed and happy mood.

The month of January flew by.

The slanting sun had already stained the sky red, and it was dusk again.

Boss Zhao was lying on the counter bored, looking at the tables and chairs in the tavern in a daze with shriveled eyes.

Although he is only in his fifties, the years seem to pass very quickly on him, and now he looks like an old man in his last years.

His thin body was like withered grass in late autumn, without a trace of spiritual energy. Exhausted muscles of the face, skin and bones. Only the eyes that occasionally turned let people know that he was still alive.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and as soon as he looked up, he saw an old man who was no less emaciated than himself entering the tavern.

The old man was dressed in a plain cloth robe, which was originally white, but now it was washed and blue, and the boots on his feet had several large holes. Her long gray-white hair was scattered and tied casually behind her with a wooden hairpin. However, there is a pair of clear and energetic eyes on the old face, and the heroic spirit is compelling.

Boss Zhao looked at the outfit of the person in front of him and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Lao Zhao, don't you know me"?

The old man walked into the store slowly, looked at everything around him gently, and muttered, "Although so many years have passed, this place has not changed at all!"

Immediately, he smiled at the boss again: "Could it be that my brother forgot, more than ten years ago, every time during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I came to you to drink."

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Li's ......", the boss suddenly realized, and finally remembered the impression he had of the old man, and said happily: "Mr. has not been here for so many years, I thought something had happened to you."

Li Muqing smiled mildly and answered: "Lao Zhao, fortunately you are still here, I am afraid that I will not find a place to drink when I come."

"Alas......", Lao Zhao sighed and said: "Ten years ago, I had prepared wine for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I didn't see you for several days, so I felt uncomfortable for a while."

"Haha......", Li Muqing smiled and said, "As long as there is good wine, it's never too late to drink it, don't you think I'll come back today."

"Yes, yes, Mr. is right......", Lao Zhao hurriedly beckoned Li Muqing to sit down, and instructed his wife to make a few appetizers. Then he brought a large jar of old wine from behind the counter and put it on the table, and asked with a smile: "Mr. hasn't been here for ten years, is something wrong?"

"It's nothing ......", Li Muqing smiled casually, pulled Lao Zhao to sit down, and said, "Come on, old friends reunite, let's have a good drink."

Aged shochu, although mellow in the mouth, but also stronger. Although Lao Zhao has taken care of the tavern all his life, he already feels a little fluttery.

On the other hand, Li Muqing was like drinking water, he picked up a full bowl of wine and drank it all, and then he couldn't stop coughing.

After a while, he calmed down, then looked outside, smiled bitterly, and said, "After all, I'm old."

Indeed, Li Muqing is indeed old, and in the past ten years, he himself feels that he is aging very fast.

"Sir's cough is still not healed"?

"I've been sick for many years, I'm afraid I won't get better in this life."

"I think it's better for my husband to drink less alcohol, and his body is important."

"Having said that, I'm afraid I can't quit this wine in this life."

Perhaps, in fact, it is not that Li Muqing can't quit drinking. He just didn't know what fun he had in life if he even quit drinking.

His person, and his heart, have long been vicissitudes of time. His passion has long been completely consumed in wine.

For him, wine is more than just wine, it is a way for him to pass the time.

He was completely accustomed to alcohol, as if he had become completely accustomed to solitude.

In this life, he is destined to die alone in the company of wine.

Perhaps, he has forgotten, in fact, he was also young. Who hasn't been young?

He also had friends who lived and died together, and he also had unforgettable lovers, but now, those are just the old years.

It's hard to look back at everything. And he is no longer young.

Outside the window, the sunset is just right. In the distance, it was a fiery red, like a sunset on the horizon.

But what Li Muqing saw was not the sunset, it was the maple forest of Qingshui Villa.