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Yang Chen's home was quiet.

Lin Wenhua pushed open the fence door and walked into the yard.

At this time, she was dressed as a man, dressed in a green shirt and robe, and the jade tree was in the wind, looking forward to her life.

A pair of small feet, stepping on the wet soil, suddenly a muddy.

"The ground is too wet!"

Lin Wenhua's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Yang Chen's house is all dirt, and there is no stone slab or gravel or anything like that, and some snow melts on the ground in the yard, making the ground very muddy.

As soon as you step on it, your shoes will sink deep into the mud.

In such an environment, is it too difficult to get out of the sludge without staining?

"Is there no one?"

Lin Wenhua looked around, and there was no movement in the small courtyard.

"Where can he go at this time?"

Lin Wenhua walked towards Yang Chen's house.

When approaching.

Nose twitch slightly.

"What does it smell like?"

In the room, the cups and plates were messy, the wine was overflowing, and the smell of wine could not be concealed, exuding through the gaps in the thatch.

Before the person approached, the smell had already entered the nose.

"Wine?"

Lin Wenhua frowned again.

"What kind of wine does he drink in broad daylight?"

As the little princess of the Lin family, of course she knows about wine, and she has also seen a lot of good wines.

Lin Shushu, Old Man Lin and others in the family are also heroes of the wine country.

Although Lin Wenhua herself doesn't drink alcohol, she is also very familiar with wine.

But as a woman, she doesn't like a man who likes to drink.

Especially a man who gets drunk and doesn't know the north, south, south, and north.

There is a sentence that best illustrates such a situation.

When I went out, my wife confessed that she should drink less wine and eat more food.

A drunk man is unable to take care of himself.

Especially Yang Chen, who is even more miserable, he is the only one in the family, and no one takes care of him.

Inside the house, there was no movement.

Apparently, the drink was finished.

I just don't know, is Yang Chen drunk alone, or is someone drinking together?

Lin Wenhua was a little worried about Yang Chen.

Pushed the door open and walked in.

The room is filled with the smell of sake.

Nose twitch slightly.

Lin Wenhua gaged and wanted to vomit.

This tastes!

It smells too bad, doesn't it?

On the table, the wine and leftovers were even more messy, and it was a mess.

It's just a mess!

Even if it's a pig nest, it's a lot better than that.

I was still praising Yang Chen in my heart just now, he was a very diligent person!

I think all men in the world are the same.

His eyes swept over the wine table and looked towards Yang Chen.

Now Yang Chen is sleeping soundly, and the quilt on his body doesn't know when Yang Chen kicked it aside.

"Such a big person, he still kicks the quilt!"

Lin Wenhua walked over with some amusement, stretched out his hand, and helped Yang Chen cover the quilt again.

took the opportunity to gently pinch Yang Chen's nose and snorted coldly:

"Let you drink, let you drink!"

Be stimulated.

Yang Chen reacted.

I didn't blink my eyes, I was so confused.

The mouth is open and the hands are waving wildly.

"Water... Water... I want to drink water!"

"Wine, another glass!"

"I can still drink!"

Looking drunk, Lin Wenhua was distressed.

Hurriedly found a large porcelain bowl, poured a large cup of hot water, blew it gently, and waited for the water temperature to be lower, before waiting for Yang Chen to drink the water.

"Could it be that he was wronged in the West Garden, there was no place, and no one listened to him, so he went home alone to buy a drunk life?"

Lin Wenhua witnessed with his own eyes what happened in the Xiyuan Winter Plum Poetry Club.

Nature knows.

In that poetry meeting, although Yang Chen was in the limelight.

But he also suffered a lot of grievances.

When Li Dagongzi slandered Yang Chen's poems as plagiarism, almost no one would risk offending Li Dagongzi to stand up for Yang Chen.

At that time, Yang Chen fought alone, and with his full talent, he wrote classic poems, which turned the tide and defeated the crowd.

Otherwise, Yang Chen's fate would definitely be miserable and miserable.

"Alas!"

Remembering this.

Lin Wenhua could no longer bear to blame Yang Chen for being drunk.

"I don't know, what kind of means will the Li family use to retaliate against Yang Chen?"

"However, as long as I, Lin Wenhua, am here, no matter who I am, I can't hurt him!"

Glancing at Yang Chen with a gentle face, Lin Wenhua's eyes were full of maternal brilliance.

Wait for Yang Chen to finish drinking hot water.

After helping Yang Chen cover the quilt.

Lin Wenhua was like a virtuous wife, and moved to clean up Yang Chen's room.

But as a big lady.

Growing up, she had never done anything like this.

Hands-on for the first time.

Somewhat clumsy.

The hygiene has not been cleaned up, but his beautiful face has been made into a piece of dust and a smear of oil.

"Good wine!"

"Good wine!"

Yang Chen on the bed seemed to be going crazy with alcohol.

Saying something out loud, even chanting.

So are the binge drinkers.

The sound is in your ears.

"You can't live when you're drunk!"

Lin Wenhua smiled bitterly.

"In the future, I can't let him drink too much!"

Keep packing.

Just listen to Yang Chen chanting:

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky. If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth. Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven. I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage. Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods. Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural. But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake. ”

A drinking poem in your ears.

Lin Wenhua was stunned.

Although in the West Garden, I have seen Yang Chen's talent and compelling, and his pen is like a dragon and snake, and he has completed several classic poems almost without thinking.

But it was possible that Yang Chen had prepared poems about Xuemei in advance.

After all, the Dongmei Poetry Club has already informed the readers in advance.

That one reader didn't prepare a few poems in advance, so as not to be ugly on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, after returning home, Yang Chen wrote another poem about selling charcoal, which was even more literal and sun-rainbow, which alarmed many big people in Weicheng.

I thought that today's Yang Chen's talent had been exhausted.

Who knows, he drank too much.

I was able to chant such a wonderful drinking poem.

It's just godly.

"Oh my God!"

"That's too godly, isn't it?"

"I'm drunk like this, and I can still chant poetry!"

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky. If you don't love wine......"

"I'm a person who doesn't like to drink, and I want to taste what wine is like. ”

After a little thought, Lin Wenhua knew the meaning of this poem.

The gist of the poem is:

If the heavens don't like wine, the stars that drink wine will not be in the sky

If the earth does not like wine, there should be no wine fountain on the earth

Since heaven and earth love wine, I like wine and I am worthy of heaven and earth

Now that we know that sake is called a sage, let's stop saying that cloudy sake is called a sage

Since both the sages and the saints have drunk, why do they still ask for immortals?

After drinking three cups, you will understand the laws of life, and after a fight, you will live with all things

Knowing the pleasures of wine, if a sober man wants to ask, I don't tell him!

"I have never heard of such a poem, it should be Yang Chen's original, such a poem, when he writes it on paper, it will definitely be able to attract literary brilliance!"

As for attracting the empowerment of vitality.

Lin Wenhua didn't think about this.

I don't dare to think about it.

Only poems and songs that are really good enough to a certain extent can attract the resonance of heaven and earth, the coming of vitality, and the empowerment of the author.