Chapter Fifty-Eight: Suddenly Looking Back

Zhao Xiaoyong walked on the road, and he was a little excited at first, thinking that he would be able to see Qiao Feng soon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 After a while, the eagerness in my heart slowly cooled down. thought: "Qiao Feng hasn't been back for several years, it's impossible that he came back as soon as I arrived in Shaolin, it's not such a coincidence." ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyong shook his head, and then comforted himself. "I haven't been back for a few years, maybe I'll be back this year. Yes, it must be so. Zhao Xiaoyong muttered to himself on the road.

Liushuang followed behind Zhao Xiaoyong, and he could hear Zhao Xiaoyong muttering to himself along the way, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. Liushuang was puzzled in her heart, "I haven't seen the young master go to that old man's house like this before, after a year, he is unfamiliar?" Liushuang didn't ask any questions, so he followed Zhao Xiaoyong to Qiao Sanhuai's house.

In this way, the two of them went all the way and immediately arrived at Qiao Sanhuai's house, and Zhao Xiaoyong's heart was full of gains and losses. "If Qiao Feng wasn't there, I would have cried, this is my idol. Zhao Xiaoyong looked at the door of Qiao Sanhuai's house and thought.

Before Zhao Xiaoyong called the door, he straightened his clothes and cleared his throat. Knocking on the door and shouting, "Uncle Qiao, are you there?" I'm Xiaoyong, I'm coming to see you." ”

Qiao Feng was chopping firewood in the yard at this time, and he wanted to chop as much firewood as possible before he left, so as to reduce Qiao Sanhuai's burden. At this time, hearing Zhao Xiaoyong's shout, Qiao Feng was in good spirits at once, and he didn't open the door, and finished chopping the firewood in his hand and entered the house.

Zhao Xiaoyong, who was outside the door, waited for a while after filming, and thought to himself: "Is there no one?" Then I'm finished, Qiao Feng is probably not there. At this time, a few more shots. shouted: "Uncle Qiao, if you are not here, if you don't reply to me, I will go back first." ”

Qiao Sanhuai, who was in the house, heard the shouts outside the door and put down the teacup in his hand. Xidao: "Xiaoyong is back." Qiao Sanhuai is also waiting for Zhao Xiaoyong, although Qiao Feng has been staying at home for the past few days, but his heart is not here, Qiao Sanhuai has already seen it. If he hadn't agreed to Zhao Xiaoyong, Qiao Sanhuai would have let Qiao Feng go back to the beggars.

Qiao Sanhuai went out of the room and saw that Qiao Feng, who was chopping wood, was gone. Shaking his head, he shouted, "I'm at home, I'll open the door right away, don't worry." ”

As soon as Qiao Sanhuai opened the door, Zhao Xiaoyong hugged the gift he brought. smiled: "I'm sorry, Uncle Qiao." Say goodbye to old age and give another gift. Hehe, I'm the last New Year's greeting. ”

"What year is it, it's been half a month. Qiao Sanhuai smiled after hearing this. After that, he looked at the gift in Zhao Xiaoyong's hand, and said reproachfully: "Why do you still bring things to the house, I won't allow it next time." After that, he turned sideways and let Zhao Xiaoyong and Liushuang into the courtyard.

"Yes, yes. I won't take it next time. Zhao Xiaoyong said with a smile. When he arrived in the courtyard, Zhao Xiaoyong said: "Uncle Qiao, I brought you a few pieces of cloth from Bianliang, two silk ones, I don't think you will wear them often, so there are only two." But I also brought a few fine linen cloths that I could use to make new clothes. Then I'll put it in your room first. ”

"Don't worry, someone will do it for you, you can leave it to him. Qiao Sanhuai looked at Zhao Xiaoyong and smiled. When Zhao Xiaoyong was puzzled, Qiao Sanhuai shouted: "Feng'er, come out, I'll introduce your junior brother to you." ”

When Zhao Xiaoyong heard this, he struck a spirit, and Qiao Feng's name flashed in his mind for a moment. Keep your eyes glued to the door for fear of missing something.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the shadow of the room. Burly figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, and a Chinese face. Zhao Xiaoyong decided that this was Qiao Feng. "This look, this demeanor, it's not Qiao Feng, I eat Xiang. Zhao Xiaoyong said in his heart. Obviously, he heard Qiao Sanhuai call out Feng'er, and Zhao Xiaoyong was so sure.

Qiao Sanhuai said to Qiao Feng: "Feng'er, take the gift into the house first, and then get close to your junior brother." ”

"No need, I can do it myself, so I won't trouble Senior Brother. Zhao Xiaoyong shouted after hearing this. Then he ran directly to the house where Qiao Feng came out, looking a little shy. This thing is quite conscious, and he directly began to call his senior brother.

Qiao Feng's hand was just raised, and when he heard Zhao Xiaoyong say this, he looked at Qiao Sanhuai helplessly, and at the same time put down his hand. Seeing what Qiao Sanhuai was going to say, Qiao Feng said directly: "I know what my father meant, don't you want to keep him for dinner?"

Qiao Sanhuai nodded. Qiao Feng continued: "Okay, then I'll go and take out my treasured good wine to entertain my junior brother." With that, he went to his room and took his wine.

After Zhao Xiaoyong went out, he saw that Qiao Feng was gone. ran to Qiao Sanhuai's side and whispered, "Uncle Qiao, where is my senior brother? When did the senior brother come back? When did the senior brother leave? What hobbies does the senior brother have?"

Qiao Sanhuai listened to Zhao Xiaoyong's questions, and finally smiled: "You can ask Feng'er yourself later, I don't know anything." By the way, I'll eat at home at noon, I've already done it, don't run away. ”

When Zhao Xiaoyong heard this, he quickly nodded, at this time, he couldn't drive Zhao Xiaoyong away with a whip. Zhao Xiaoyong looked back at Liushuang and said, "Liushuang, I'll eat here at noon, you hurry back and tell my master, don't let him worry." After finishing speaking, he pushed the flowing frost that had something to say out of Qiao Sanhuai's home.

At this time, Qiao Feng picked out the wine and came out with two large jars of wine. Zhao Xiaoyong smiled at Qiao Feng first, who said that men can't be, isn't Zhao Xiaoyong now. Zhao Xiaoyong didn't pay attention to the two large jars of wine in Qiao Feng's hand, this altar could put down twenty large bowls of wine, and he didn't know if the two of them could drink it.

At this time, Qiao Feng put the wine in the courtyard, walked to Zhao Xiaoyong, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I also studied under Master Xuanku before, and you helped my father again, and we still have a lot of fate." ”

Zhao Xiaoyong stammered a little and said, "I, I know." Master, he often praised my brother in front of me. I'm also aiming for my brother. ”

"Yes, I'm worried about the old master. After Qiao Feng heard this, he was a little embarrassed. It's been so long, and I haven't gone up the mountain to see Xuanku.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong saw the wine that Qiao Feng took out, such a big two jars, Zhao Xiaoyong pointed and said, "Senior brother, do you want to drink a little later?"

"Well, it's the first time our brothers meet, we have to drink something to enhance our relationship. Qiao Feng looked at Zhao Xiaoyong and said with a smile, as if he recognized Zhao Xiaoyong's use of a little to describe these wines. But the real reason Zhao Xiaoyong can't think of.

In this way, Zhao Xiaoyong met Qiao Feng for the first time. Next, Qiao Feng chatted with Zhao Xiaoyong. Qiao Feng has followed Wang Jiantong to the north and south over the years, and his horizons have broadened a lot. And Zhao Xiaoyong came from later generations, so it was easy to follow Qiao Feng's train of thought, and the more the two talked, the more speculative they became. Zhao Xiaoyong also slowly let go of his nervousness and put Qiao Feng

Zhao Xiaoyong shouted in his heart: "Bow, bow." Come on, big brother. I will, anything. ”

However, Qiao Feng never mentioned this, and Zhao Xiaoyong had no choice but to endure it and continue to chat with Qiao Feng.

At noon, Qiao Po finished the dish. Qiao Sanhuai was in the courtyard, set a table, and began to eat.

Qiao Sanhuai knew what Qiao Feng wanted to do, but he didn't stop it. said: "Drink less, Xiaoyong will go back at night." Be careful. ”

"I know, I'm measured, and besides, I know that my junior brother has a good amount of alcohol at a glance. Qiao Feng was even more relieved when he saw that Qiao Sanhuai did not object.

"How does my brother know that my alcohol consumption is okay. Zhao Xiaoyong was surprised. At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong's long-awaited plot, if you drink high, will you bow down, and it will not be in vain for me to practice alcohol before. It is also the low alcohol content of the Song Dynasty that Zhao Xiaoyong can want to crisscross the wine field like this.

"Okay, then don't get drunk today. Brother, you can really drink it, right? You can drink so much wine at once. Zhao Xiaoyong's words also aroused Qiao Feng's interest, and at the same time, Qiao Feng said suspiciously.

"Senior brother, to put it mildly, say no, that is not to get drunk. "Zhao Xiaoyong hasn't started drinking yet, and he's already starting to blow. When Qiao Feng heard this, this character was the character he admired. Haomai said: "Okay, then our senior brothers and sisters will drink all of these today." I won't point you to kung fu, it's enough to have a master of Xuanku, I'll point out the experience of drinking. ”

After drinking, Qiao Feng realized that Zhao Xiaoyong was not joking. Bowls of sorghum wine were drunk into the mouth, the face did not turn red, and the thinking was still clear, but with a bitter face, it looked like the wine was difficult to drink.

Qiao Feng asked Zhao Xiaoyong suspiciously: "Doesn't my junior brother like sorghum wine?" I don't like to drink rice wine, that kind of wine is too soft, and it is not something that a man should drink. I just love this spirit. ”

"No, I still like to drink sorghum wine. It's just that the quality of this jar of wine is not pure, the taste is too mixed, and it is a little sour. Not as good as I used to drink. Zhao Xiaoyong took another sip of wine.

When it came to wine, Qiao Feng became interested. He said, "Senior brother has drunk another sorghum wine before, how does it taste?"

"The taste, no, it's fragrant and pure, without this sourness, it's delicious. Brother, I plan to open a winery this year to produce this kind of wine. When the wine comes out, give the senior brother a few jars and let the senior brother taste it. Zhao Xiaoyong said, and then said that he wanted to open a winery. He said in his heart: "Now it's time to say goodbye, I'll let you drink it for free in the future." ”

When Qiao Feng heard this, he said with interest: "If my junior brother can make wine, I will drink it no matter what it tastes like." ”