Lu Xiaosan naturally learned the term peach blossom stuffing from Nan Dao.
Although Lu Xiaosan was a little puzzled by this uncle who suddenly started to like drinking peach blossom wine, but seeing Nan Dao drinking here and there all day long without doing anything, and Le Chaotian pouring down just one cup, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. Feelings of admiration.
The master's uncle is the master's uncle, and he is much better than the music master.
Naturally, Lu Xiaoer did not agree and righteously rejected Lu Xiaosan's greedy idea.
He also couldn't understand why he could accept getting a chicken from others for free, but couldn't accept getting some peach blossom stuffing for free.
Maybe when you are hungry, you are trying to survive. When you have food, you still think about wine, just because you want to enjoy yourself?
Lu Xiaoer probably wasn't that eager to enjoy himself, otherwise he wouldn't have been practicing sword fighting in the cold winter months despite the wind and snow.
Seeing how determined his senior brother was, Lu Xiaosan had no choice but to give up the idea with a sigh.
In fact, he was just talking.
The little boy drinks it all by the glass.
I couldn't taste any alcohol, but I just thought it might be a sweet wine, which should be somewhat delicious.
Otherwise, I just think it's quite interesting to be like a swordsman, eating roast chicken, drinking wine, and talking to passers-by about lazy gossip.
The two of them ate for a long time. Probably because the roast chicken was too big, there was still a lot left, so the two young boys thought of taking it back to Lu Xiaoxiao and the others, and wrapped the remaining half in oil paper again. chicken.
The young boys carried their swords contentedly and walked out of the town.
After walking out of the town and walking on the snowy path of the sea of flowers, Lu Xiaoer suddenly stopped and looked towards the sword lake.
Lu Xiaosan heard the sound of stepping on the snow beside him disappear. He turned back with half a chicken in his arms, looked at Lu Xiaoer and asked curiously: "What's wrong, senior brother?"
Lu Xiaoer squinted through the wind and snow and looked at the clouds and mist deep in the Sword Lake.
There seemed to be some faint shadows moving there.
Lu Xiaosan also saw it. The two young boys looked at each other and headed over there curiously.
When we walked to the lake, those shadows just broke through the wind, snow, clouds and fog, and appeared in the evening light of the lake that was about to end.
But it was a newly built small wooden boat, about one foot long and three feet wide, like a leaf carved from a tree, floating slowly on the lake. There was a young man in green clothes sitting on the bow of the boat, who was drinking wine with his head raised. Then when he lowered his head, he looked at two young boys holding roast chickens by the lake and froze.
"What are you doing here?"
Cao Weiying looked at the two young boys and asked.
Lu Xiaosan probably felt guilty, so he hid the oil paper bag behind his back and said with a smile: "It's nothing, let's take a look at you."
Cao Weiying raised her eyebrows and said, "What's behind you?"
Lu Xiaosan tilted his head and quibbled: "Behind me is a small town in the spring snow, and butterflies in the sea of flowers."
The boat came closer. The young man in Qingshang on the boat looked at the glossy lips of the two young boys. He probably understood something and said with a smile: "Is the roast chicken delicious?"
Lu Xiaosan's mind has become much brighter since he experienced the hot spring smell from the hot pot. At this time, he said sincerely: "Do you have roast chicken? Can you give me a bite?"
That eager look made people think that he was sincere and serious.
The boat stopped at the shore, but Cao Weiying did not get off. He just sat on the bow of the boat and looked at the two young boys, and then said with a soft smile: "Unfortunately, I don't have any. I just have some peach blossom stuffing. If anyone eats the roasted If it's chicken, I can give him a drink to relieve his tiredness."
Lu Xiaosan took a deep breath.
This is really a headache.
Lu Xiaosan naturally wanted to drink peach blossom stuffing, but he was unwilling to admit that he had eaten roast chicken.
Lu Xiaosan frowned for a long time, and finally made a decision. He pointed at Lu Xiaoer who was watching the theater next to him and said: "My senior brother ate the roast chicken, but he didn't want to stuff it with peach blossoms. Senior, you can take my senior brother's share of the peach blossoms." Give me a taste of the brew."
It's probably like what Le Chaotian said - I thought only someone like Lu Xiaosan would be a traitor.
So in front of Peach Blossom Rice, Lu Xiaosan sold Lu Xiaoer outright.
But!
There is a follow-up to Le Chaotian's words - I didn't expect that you, Lu Xiaoer, with such thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also become a traitor.
Lu Xiaoer was betrayed by Lu Xiaosan inexplicably, so he snatched the oil paper bag behind Lu Xiaosan with his backhand, held it in his hand and said sincerely: "Junior brother, he also ate it, the evidence is here, and it is still used Senior, your name is on credit. I originally couldn't stand this kind of behavior, but because I am a junior brother, I can't do it. If senior is not happy, you can give him a good beating, and I have no objection."
Silent people generally don't speak, and when they speak, they tend to be arrogant.
Lu Xiaosan was shocked by his senior brother and thought to himself, what a great imagination, senior brother, I never thought about asking senior to beat you up, I just wanted to use you to cheat some drinks, senior brother actually wanted to let senior Beat me up, senior brother is senior brother, he will always do better than he thinks. As expected, as long as senior brother is around, I, Lu Xiaosan, will be just a second-rate character.
Although Lu Xiaosan thought about it a lot, he reacted very quickly. He pulled Lu Xiaoer's clothes and said, "Senior, if you want to hit me, please hit my senior brother first. We have one chicken drumstick each, and he eats it first."
Cao Weiying was sitting at the head of the boat, smiling at the two brothers who started betraying each other over a roast chicken. Then she shook the gourd and said, "I don't have time to beat you up. I'm very busy now."
Lu Xiaosan asked curiously: "Senior, what are you busy with?"
Cao Weiying turned back to look outside the clouds and mist, and smiled softly: "Busy to deliver the snow."
"Sending snow?"
Lu Xiaoer on the side repeated in confusion while holding the roast chicken.
Probably because the attention of Lu Xiaoer and Cao Weiying was diverted, Lu Xiaosan suddenly got angry, grabbed the roast chicken and the wine gourd, and ran towards the sea of flowers laughing.
Lu Xiaoer originally wanted to catch up, but looking at Cao Weiying's smiling expression, he knew he would be like this, so he let Lu Xiaosan go.
"Yes, send snow." Cao Weiying sat at the head of the boat, thought for a moment, and said, "Just send the snow in the town to the distant mountains."
"What are you sending to the mountains for?"
"look."
Cao Weiying smiled softly and spoke concisely. "Your uncle Nan Dao knows."
It was very troublesome to explain such a matter, so Cao Weiying moved Nan Dao out, which saved a lot of trouble. As for whether the young boy would ask Nan Dao, that was none of his business.
"How to send it?"
Lu Xiaoer could also see what Cao Weiying meant and asked another question.
Cao Weiying said with a smile: "That's what you see. Build a small boat, and then go back and forth in the wind and snow. When you get there, shake off the wind and snow all over yourself, and put it on your body like powder. In the mountains, the distant mountains grow old.”
The young man in Qingshang sitting at the head of the boat said and looked at Lu Xiaoer.
"Do you want to try it?"
What Cao Weiying said is very interesting.
So Lu Xiaoer was somewhat interested and nodded.
Then looking back, Lu Xiaosan was already hiding in the sea of flowers, eating roast chicken and drinking peach blossom stuffed wine. It looked like he was probably a little drunk, and he was sitting there smiling stupidly.
As a senior, the young boy Lu Xiaoer sighed subconsciously, but suddenly understood why his senior looked older.
Not just older.
Sometimes I really have a headache.
Lu Xiaoer went over and was drunk among the flowers and snow. It was a scene that had nothing to do with the saints. Lu Xiaosan picked up the flowers, which meant he was sleeping, and then returned the wine gourd to Cao Weiying, and the half of the roast chicken was passed on to Lu Xiaosan. Keep holding it.
The three people crowded together on the small canoe that Cao Weiying had built at some time, and then headed towards Yunya in the swaying dusk of a lake, covered in the snow that had been left in the town from Nandao.
The dusk gradually disappeared into the heavy fog, and then was blown away by the sound of water.
The small canoe naturally had an oar. After Cao made the oar for Yingying, he left it in the boat and ignored it, probably because it was inconvenient to sit on the bow of the boat and drink.
Lu Xiaoer picked up the oar and tried to row it. The boy in the mountains had naturally never been exposed to such things, so he was inevitably a little curious.
After rowing for a while, I put it aside, and the snow, soaked in the mist, drifted slowly into the twilight mist.
There seemed to be many mountains and cliffs in the heavy fog. The scenery of heaven and earth was never a paradise.
Maybe there really was a swordsman walking among them.
But in the end, I just sat on the bow of the boat, smiling with a shoulder to the wind and snow, drinking peach blossom wine, planning to spread some snow on the mountains.
Lu Xiaoer was sitting at the stern of the boat, but he was looking at the young man in Qingshang at the head of the boat with some trance.
Maybe people in heaven are naturally people on earth.
Although the boat floats very slowly and the Sword Lake may be huge, it is still just a lake, not a sea of swords.
So after passing through the large fog, the snow gradually disappeared into the lake, and the fog gradually dispersed.
Until it suddenly became clear.
Like the dawn of day.
There are high cliffs beside the lake and mountains in the distance.
The boat stopped by the lake, Cao Weiying hung the wine gourd on his waist, and then walked up to the rather cold ivy cliff with slowly floating clouds and mist.
Lu Xiaoer helped Lu Xiaosan and followed him.
When Lu Xiaosan saw Yaping, he chuckled and struggled towards it, probably wanting to see if there would be another Tianya Town if he jumped off the cliff.
Lu Xiaoer quickly grabbed Lu Xiaosan who had drunk too much peach blossom wine.
Naturally, not all high cliffs in the world can be jumped.
There was some snow on the top of the distant mountains, but not much, as if it had just begun to snow and then stopped in a hurry.
Lu Xiaoer looked at Cao Weiying who was parked here, and said with some curiosity: "Are we just going to fight the snow here?"
Cao Weiying chuckled softly and said, "We have to wait for the wind to come."
Then, in the Sword Lake, there was a mountain wind blowing through the clouds and mist, blowing the wind and snow on the shoulders of the three of them, and rustling towards the distant mountains.
The snow on the shoulders moved towards the distant mountains in the evening breeze. The three people standing on the top of the cliff were like pear trees blooming in the spring snow isolated on the cliff.
Suddenly a spring breeze comes.
Thousands of trees are planted by you and me.
Cao Weiying took the wine gourd, took a sip, and handed it to Lu Xiaoer, who was watching blankly as the pear blossom snow on his shoulder fell towards the world.
"Why would senior do such a thing?"
Lu Xiaoer was drinking peach blossom wine while Lu Xiaosan was sitting on the cliff, leaning on the young boy's legs and falling asleep in a daze.
Cao Weiying chuckled softly and said, "No reason, I just like it."
No reason, just like it.
As the tallest person in the world today, in the eyes of a young boy, he is inexplicably lively and cute.
People in heaven are probably really people on earth.
The wind and snow on our shoulders turned the distant mountains white.
Just like what Cao Weiying said to Nan Dao - the wind blows away the clouds and mist, and you sit in the warm sunshine of the peach blossoms in spring, looking over the cold cliffs and looking into the distance, the winding paths are The world meanders quietly, with a touch of snow on top of an alienated gray mountain range.
When Lu Xiaosan opened his eyes in a drunken state of confusion and looked over hazily, it was probably a scene like this.
He looked up at his senior brother and the senior in the town.
But some don't understand what this is doing.
Just holding the fragrant roast chicken still warm in my arms, I felt a little intoxicated like drinking.
Cao Weiying just kept laughing softly.
There are probably only people who have struggled through pain, people who are alienated, people who are indifferent.
Only then will you understand better what kind of things are more worthy of love.
The three of them blew away the wind and snow on the cliff, until the twilight that illuminated the fallen snow on the top of the mountain gradually faded away, and then they turned around and headed towards the lake and the boat.
“Senior’s gift of snow, there are still many things I don’t understand.”
Lu Xiaoer looked at the young man in Qingshang who was sitting at the head of the boat again. A twelve-year-old boy would naturally have many experiences that have not yet been touched in life.
Cao Weiying was drinking wine at the head of the boat. Her figure was a little blurry in the mist, but she was probably smiling.
"Actually, not being able to understand is the normal state of the world, Lu Xiaoer." Cao Weiying chuckled softly, looking up at the shadows of the mountains slowly flowing behind her in the clouds and mist.
Lu Xiaoer looked quietly at the young man in Qingshang in front of the wooden boat.
“Telling the stories you like well is often the most important thing.”
Cao Weiying said softly.
Lu Xiaoer turned around and looked quietly at the mountain snow that had disappeared into the mist.
Then he said softly: "Okay, senior."
While the boat was swaying, it returned to the small town with peach blossoms, spring days and fine snow.
An old dog barks softly outside the town.
A civet cat raised its paws on the eaves to test the snow.
Birds are flying around.
The young boy was intoxicated at the head of the boat.
...
Lu Xiaoer carried Lu Xiaosan, who was holding a roast chicken, on his back and left Tianya Town.
Cao Weiying just sat at the head of the boat by the lake with a smile.
It wasn't until the young boys left that the young man in Qingshang turned around and looked at the white-haired woman in orange walking through the snow in the small town where twilight and night met - there was no place in the world that was not accessible to the end of the world.
"Orange clothes."
The young man in Qingshang no longer smiled, but looked very sad. He looked at the approaching woman with a sigh and whispered her name.
Qiu Shui just took the sword and walked quietly on the snowy path.
"My name is Qiu Shui, senior."
It's autumn water, not orange clothes.
It's the senior, not the master.
Probably the story of Mojianya has really ended in the years.
...
Back then, Hongyi decided to give Qiushui to the Demon Ancestor as a test subject for demon transformation in the human world.
It was probably destined that the story of that high cliff would be buried.
It may or may not be clear that the grass is a firefly.
But he is probably more able to accept every choice and outcome than anyone else.
...
After falling many times in the snow, the two young boys finally trudged back to the canyon.
When the two of them were crossing the canyon, Le Chaotian was sitting upstairs and was indulging in playing the piano. Le Chaotian, who had always played impeccable music, suddenly hit a wrong note.
"Ah, dear little boys." Le Chaotian smiled and leaned forward on the guardrail, looking at Lu Xiaoer and Lu Xiaosan who were sneaking away.
"What delicious food did you bring back to my uncle?"
Lu Xiaosan chuckled and lifted the oil paper bag in his arms unsteadily.
He said very proudly and proudly.
"Yes, it's the roast chicken from Tianya Town!"
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "There should be some peach blossom stuffing."
"Yes, I poured some wine into it." Lu Xiaosan said with a smile.
Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, looked at his junior brother, and said, "When did you fall?"
Lu Xiaosan burped, then chuckled and said, "Senior brother and Lao Gou Cao Weiying were talking."
Old dog may be an insulting word.
But sometimes it can also be a term of endearment.
Like a fool.
This is probably the only person in the world who dares to scold the young man in this town like this.
Lu Xiaoer didn't care about Lu Xiaosan's title. When he was in Tianya Town, Lu Xiaosan often said this, but when he heard him pour it in, he felt helpless and said: "This is what I want to bring to Master. You just drink secretly like this, and when you get back, you just hide and go to sleep, but you poured wine into it, do you think Master can't twist your head off?"
Lu Xiaosan was stunned for a moment.
He really hadn't thought about this before.
I just ate and drank, feeling happy and relaxed.
"What should we do?"
Le Chaotian sat upstairs and said with a smile: "This is easy to handle. Wine can also be used as a seasoning for cooking. You bring it up and I will bake it in the stove for you. Then there will only be a fragrance and no smell of wine. .”
The two young boys looked at Le Chaotian upstairs, who had rather evil intentions.
Obviously this is a matter of putting a sheep in a tiger's mouth.
Who knows if half of the roasted chicken could come out with the bones left in that little red building.
Le Chaotian looked at the two young boys who were hesitating in the snow and sighed softly: "It seems that my uncle paid for those hot pots by mistake after all. It doesn't matter. You can bring them to your senior sister to eat. You don't have to leave any for your uncle." , Uncle Master will not blame you, so what bad intentions does Uncle Master have?"
The two young boys looked at the self-pitying Le Chaotian upstairs and were speechless for a long time. Then they walked upstairs holding the roast chicken.
Le Chaotian looked at the young boy walking up with a roast chicken in his arms. He stopped playing the piano and gathered around the stove with the three of them.
"How do you want to bake it?"
Lu Xiaosan asked while holding the roast chicken and shaking his head.
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "You don't know how, come here, give it to me, and I will teach you."
The two young boys hesitated for a long time before handing the roast chicken to Le Chaotian, who was licking his lips.
"You have to do this first."
Le Chaotian took the roast chicken in a dignified manner, then took a deep breath, opened his mouth wide, and took a bite.
The two young boys were stunned.
What to bake.
I just fucking eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat!
