There is a vegetable market in the west of Luoyan City, the vegetable market is divided into four exits, southeast, northwest and north, and the direction of Songshan Manor is to the north, but if you go out from the west, people will see the appearance of Luoyan City near the suburbs. The streets are deserted and unusually wide, and the shops along the streets are closed almost all the time, and even if they do, they are only one or two grocery stores. They exist mainly to supply the needs of the people living in the vicinity, but they do not have the thriving commercial atmosphere of the other markets, and therefore they do not have any source of attraction from the countryside that flock to the city. Therefore, the advantage of this street can only be lonely and quiet.

Walking down this quiet street, just as it is about to leave the residential area, there will be an intersection, and people can also see that beyond the opposite road is already a vast countryside landscape. At this time, you don't have to cross the road, just turn right along the intersection, and continue walking for about 200 steps, and you will come to the big camphor tree on the edge of a courtyard with an earthen wall.

The tree was not ordinarily large, perhaps five adults holding each other's arms, but perhaps not able to hug its diameter, and its branches and foliage were so luxuriant that from a distance it looked like a huge green umbrella, so much so that it covered most of the yard behind it.

The door of this courtyard was ordinary, with walls of blue bricks, purlins covered with green tiles, old gray door panels, and ordinary iron door knockers, but because of the frequent entry and exit, the door knockers had been shiny by the hands of those who came and went.

The cold and secluded nature of such a place is its true appearance, but the mystery and seclusion are its hidden connotations.

In order to enter this compound, the visitor must first learn to knock on the door.

Knocking on the door was originally a simple thing, but here, facing this courtyard door, it has become a very refined art. For, if he does not understand this art, even if he knocks on that door, the door will not be opened for him. If, on the other hand, someone knocks on the door in this manner and rhythm, and responds to the low, cold question inside the door, the door will open automatically.

That's the artistic knock and the number of knocks it must.

Knock - knock, knock!

Knock - knock, knock!

Knock - knock, knock!

After three rounds of such knocking, the low and cold voice inside would test the person outside the door with such a question.

"What are you doing?" Obviously, this is still Chuanyin.

"Race wine and run naked!" was the necessary answer for the visitor, and then the door would inevitably creak open.

When someone stepped through the door, before he could come to his senses, the door behind him would automatically creak and shut.

Then one will find a shriveled and thin man sitting on the pier behind him, smoking a pipe of dry tobacco. In appearance, he resembles an old man in his early thirties, but from the back of his thin white hands, you would think that he is a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old.

Ah, how strange it is that he is a man of such complex factors, and he is the master of this courtyard. Wen Youji; you see his appearance, very decadent, very downward, as if he is a person who does not want to stand up when he sits, and is too lazy to move his chopsticks when he eats; his dry tobacco pipe is made of a whole large section of bamboo, and when he buries his head in smoking, he arches his thin shoulders as if he is about to get into the bamboo tube, and the big round mouth of the big bamboo almost swallows the lower half of his face, making people look like he is wearing a bamboo mask very interesting; when his chest is full of dry smoke, then he raises his head in a daze and forgets to spray his smoky obscure air into the sky。

When the visitor saw it, he turned back in confusion, and then he would find that everything in this mysterious courtyard was so dilapidated. The fallen leaves on the ground seem to have never been swept away, the old pillars seem to be peeling off their decay with a finger, and the discarded millstones under the eaves are piled up in a mess, some red peppers and pepper mortars of western Sichuan people. Sometimes visitors will also find a few hens wandering around the yard, shaking their heads in the corner of the wall looking for bugs.

At this moment, people will suddenly see and hear the double door of the old house creak open. At this time, people will be surprised to find that this is the place where the "broken house hides the Jiaojiao".

-- I saw a woman dressed elegantly, with a coquettish manner, and a charming appearance walking towards you with a smile on her face. She is like a fresh breeze, and she has come to you enthusiastically before you come to your senses.

If it is a regular customer, she will not hesitate to hold your arm, snuggle up in your arms like a docile little flower cat, and walk into the house with you, talking and laughing with you, then if the visitor is a stranger, she will be like an old bustard of a half-old, playing a thousand children, waving a handkerchief, twisting her body, and smiling at you.

"Oops! rare, rare, the distinguished guest is here, please inside, hurry up inside, please!"

At this time, guests will also smell a faint, gentle, and charming gardenia fragrance from her.

Now, Sun Dalei and Wang Biao were invited into the house by her about this matter.

This woman's name is Song Yuxian, and no one can figure out whether she is Wen Youji's wife or daughter, mother or lover. However, in this room, apart from the two of them, there is usually only one cook and an old woman serving tea and pouring water.

Among these people, it seems that Wen Youji is the real master, because, as long as Wen Youji has a look or a cough, the people inside, including Song Yuxian, will tremble and change their expressions.

However, Song Yuxian is the absolute protagonist here, not only that, but here she is more like an uncrowned queen, arrogant and domineering, as if sometimes Wen Youji is a dog at her feet, as long as she wants to kick him a few times at any time, so the relationship between the two of them is the most unpredictable! However, she treats guests with an indescribable wonderland.

You can think of her as a and she will shake her head and tail in front of you and lick her mouth as much as she can, you can also think of her as a gentle lover, then she will behave tenderly and obediently in front of you, and at the same time, you can also think of her as the proprietress here, then she will show the unique wit and dexterity of Ah Qing's sister-in-law......

All in all, she is a woman who can smeander her guests, and she can also play a particularly attractive game between their tables, Wine Racing, as long as they are having fun.

That is, she competed with the guests to drink, and if she lost, she stripped naked and ran from guest seat to seat, and allowed the guests to pour wine on her smooth and feminine carcass.