According to He Baozheng, the really valuable thing in that jar of tiger bone wine is that a whole tiger penis is soaked in it! How dare you let Zhao brother drink this stuff? Who will be responsible for anything that happens if he drinks it? The fresh winter bamboo shoots and stir-fried pickles, combined with the medicinal and powerful aging wine, actually have a more enjoyable effect than the meat. Each person has one bowl. Everyone puts the big porcelain bowl to their mouths, and takes a sip, letting the mellow aroma of the wine ripple in their mouths. Who would be willing to let Zhu Bajie eat ginseng fruit, even if it is such a top-notch product? You don't even know how to taste it, so you just eat it?
Everyone scooped up a small amount, and He Baozheng quickly sealed the wine again, then took out his sorghum and said to Brother Zhao: "Second son of the Zheng family, how much wine do you want to drink? Open it and drink it. It's okay." !”
Zhaodi opened the oilcloth, and the smell of low-quality alcohol rushed straight to his forehead, making him dizzy. Zhaodi said firmly: "I don't know how to drink!"
A basin of fragrant and tender pheasant, roasted bamboo rat meat was served. A large pot of meat was placed on the table of these rough men, and several women gathered around a small table. There was also a pot of meat and a pot of bamboo shoots fried with pickles on it. Liang Chuan really wanted to ask them to serve the table together, which would make it more lively, but this was the custom of this era, and there were no rules for women to serve the table.
The chopsticks were used more frequently than the rain, and the three of them came and went. A jar of home-brewed sorghum couldn't help but cross each other like this, and soon another jar was brought over. He Baozheng said that he had never eaten so much meat during the Chinese New Year before, let alone drank so much wine.
Liang Chuan can actually drink a lot of this kind of wine. Due to technical limitations, the so-called spirits at this time are simply child's play for later generations of wine. The alcohol content is not on the same level at all. Liang Chuan has drank sorghum from Kinmen, and the strong The taste, the throat is burning!
Tiger bone wine is a good thing, but it's a pity that there is only one bowl. Liang Chuan also knows that this kind of good thing cannot be drank non-stop like water, because it is less, it is more precious. The sorghum brewed by He Baozheng's family still had a bit of a sour taste, and the brewing process was not up to the strict standards of later generations. After drinking a few bowls, he pushed the wine to Zhaodi, who didn't know that Zhaodi couldn't even make such a "light wine" I couldn't bear it. I was allergic to alcohol. After just two bowls, my face and neck were as red as a monkey's butt. I felt dizzy and fell asleep on the table.
Liang Chuan's head was still very clear, but he was just a little confused, and he slowly lay down.
When Li Chu saw Liang Chuan slowly lowering his head, several women on the small table behind were whispering about their women's affairs. He picked up the bowl and offered it to He Baozheng, and said: " We are all old."
He Baozheng sighed and said, "I'm old."
"Where are your children? Why haven't you seen them come out?"
"My child, I am so worried that my hair is gray. My daughter is married to a gambler. She doesn't care about her family all day long. She only knows how to squander money in the gambling stalls. The family has been without food for several days and doesn't care. As for my son, he is following his brother-in-law. I have followed suit, and now I am addicted to gambling. I have been away for a few years, and I said I wanted to make a career before I came back. Now I have no news from outside, and I don’t know whether I am dead or alive.”
Wine is a man's aphrodisiac. After a glass of wine, if you hold it in your heart, you will feel unhappy. The ancients do not deceive me when it comes to speaking the truth after drinking. He Baozheng was an upright man throughout his life. He never expected that his children and grandchildren were so poor. Even when his hair was white, he still saw his children and grandchildren living in such embarrassment, which made him even more unhappy. He would never reveal these family scandals to outsiders. Li Chuyi had followed him since childhood. He grew up playing together, and they were as close as brothers at that time. Now that we see each other again, the feelings in his heart finally come out.
He Baozheng poured another bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Li Chuyi himself picked up the bowl and took a sip. He put down the bowl, looked at He Baozheng, and asked, "What happened to them?"
"Who?" He Baozheng was about to ask who Li Chuyi was asking. Looking at his face, with eagerness and confusion in his eyes, he knew who Li Chuyi was asking. He raised his head, thought about what happened that year, and said, "I also joined the army after I was sixteen, you know."
"I know."
"He later sent a letter home, saying that part of your body was ambushed by party members and all died..."
"They are all dead...",
"Your father and mother saw that their two sons were gone. They cried all day and night. Later, their health failed and they left. After my sister-in-law took care of your family's funeral, she went to the northwest to find you. Have you seen her? ?"
"I see, she gave birth to a daughter for me, and there is a birthmark on her arm." After speaking, Li Chuyi gestured with his hand and fell silent.
"Where are the sister-in-law and the child?"
"Lost."
He Baozheng was a little worried: "Are you still alive?"
"I thought she would come to Fengshan with her children to look for me, so I came back."
"Sigh... It's been ten years and no one has come to your house." He Baozheng pointed at Liang Chuan and said, "This boy and his mother-in-law lived in your house six or seven years ago. At that time, I thought It’s Sixteen who’s back.”
"Sixteen is dead."
Li Chuyi's words contained no fireworks, but speaking them made people feel even more uncomfortable. The two of them just sat there in a daze, each of them sipping wine into their mouths. He Baozheng didn't know how to explain it. He had no choice but to join the army because he didn't have enough to eat. As a result, one of his soldiers died and the other was injured. When he returned home, his parents were dead, his wife was separated, and he had nothing. What was this?
Liang Chuan sat there with his head lowered, listening to everything he should and shouldn't hear word for word. I was sitting there in embarrassment, hearing everything I shouldn't have heard. If I got up and said I was going home, He Baozheng and the others would definitely kill him. So Liang Chuan pretended to be drunk, stood up unsteadily, looked at Yi Niang with sleepy eyes and said, "It's late, Yi Niang, Xiaochai and the others, let's go home."
He Baozheng saw that he was very drunk and it was not possible for several women to go to sleep in that shabby thatched hut alone, so he said: "Don't go back at night. Go to the ancestral hall next door for just one night. It can protect you from the wind and rain, which is better than your two." A poor thatched hut is much better."
When Liang Chuan heard this, he thought it was a good idea. It was much better than his shabby thatched house. A few women are weak, and the winter is cold and dew-heavy. They have a shelter from the wind, no matter how broken it is.
The warm winter sun rises later than usual, but as spring approaches, it gradually wakes up earlier, and the crowing of roosters wakes up everyone who is sleeping.
Last night, several people were drunk and dizzy.
Wine is a good thing, it can make people forget their worries, it can make people bold, they can talk to people, and they can do whatever they want, but they can't do it again.
Liang Chuan and He Baozheng discussed it. This ancestral hall is basically useless now. Few people come to offer sacrifices a year. Many people in the village don't have enough to eat. Who has the filial piety to work for the ancestors.
I had nothing to do, so I took out two empty rooms and let Yi Niang and the other women live there first, while my three men took the other room. He Baozheng said that it would be better to be a little popular, but it is enough to do good hygiene and not to make things worse. He is not easy to deal with other people. Several people moved everything to their He family's ancestral hall. This place was indeed much better than thatched cottage.
Liang Chuan ran back to the back of his home mountain and took some gold and silver and put it in his arms. Now he tried to use silver as much as possible. After all, gold was too conspicuous, and being targeted by someone with intentions would be another turmoil. Fortunately, there was an old forest around, and there were no ghosts on weekdays. Liang Chuan picked up a lot of fallen leaves and covered the bag of gold and silver.
After breakfast, He Baobao explained to his mother-in-law that he was going to Liangchuan to go to Xinghua County to do some business today. He didn't know if he could come back for lunch at noon. He didn't need to eat his rice until he came back. Liang Chuan brought his brother Zhao with him. Li Chuyi didn't like to appear in public, and he didn't like to follow Liang Chuan. It would be better to leave him to take care of these women.
Before leaving, Yi Niang ran over anxiously. Liang Chuan looked at Yi Niang's expression of embarrassment, shock and anger, and wondered what had happened. He pulled Yi Niang aside and asked Yi Niang in a low voice: "What's wrong? You don't look right!"
Yi Niang's face turned red with anger, her fists were clenched tightly, and her body was trembling slightly. Liang Chuan looked anxious and asked again what was going on. He had the impression that the four women were arranged together for them yesterday. , it seems that no one else went in.
Yi Niang said angrily: "Third brother, have those beasts been punished?"
Liang Chuan couldn't help but hear Yi Niang's radical and incomprehensible words. Without reacting, he frowned and said, "Who?"
Lin Yiniang said: "They are those beasts who ravaged Xiaochai and the others on the mountain!"
Something must have happened!
"what happened?"
"Last night...two of the three of them suddenly had a high fever and their bodies were very hot. I asked them what they felt uncomfortable about, but they didn't dare to tell me. Xiaochai hugged her lower abdomen and rolled around in pain. Later I asked again, One of them secretly told me that they had serious vaginal diseases, and they were all tortured by those beasts!"
"Bringing the disease?" Liang Chuan looked at Yi Niang in confusion. He was not a doctor, and it was impossible for him to know what kind of disease this was. Yi Niang stamped her feet anxiously and leaned close to Liang Chuan's ear to explain to him in a low voice. It turns out that vaginal discharge is a gynecological disease in later generations. When Liang Chuan was mentioned, he knew that Liang Chuan should have thought of it. They had been suffering in the mountains for so long, and they didn't even have basic sanitary conditions when it came to medicine. . After being tortured by so many people for so long, it’s strange that my body can be healthy.
Liang Chuan walked straight to the room where Ye Xiaochai and the others slept. Several women were hiding under the quilts. Although they restrained their voices, they could already hear their painful moans without even entering. Liang Chuan said to Yi Niang: "First boil some hot water and prepare it for them. Brother Zhao and I will go to the city to ask for a doctor. Their condition is very serious and we are afraid of causing great harm to their bodies in the future. . Let’s go and return quickly.”
