"Second Uncle Yue, you and Sun Daqiao are both old, so you can live in this house."
Song Siyuan knew that Yue Qingshan was sincere and had a different temperament than a vulgar and reckless man, so he was polite in his words.
"No, the back hall has the same layout. You young people will live in the front yard. It doesn't matter where we old men live. We are tired of traveling and riding, and you have worked hard. Let's all disperse and let our daughter have a good rest. .”
Song Siyuan knew that Yue Qingshan had good intentions and nodded towards them: "Okay, there are two courtyards anyway, and it's the same for you guys sleeping in the back."
After a few words, everyone dispersed from the main hall in the front yard. Yue Qingshan and Sun Daqiao had to keep an eye on Bai Ying to deliver false news. Tang Dayang and Xu Xiake were also restless and simply went to Yue Guanchao to make a fool of themselves. Song Siyuan took out her notes and handed the waiter the small handle. I jotted down roughly what she said and sorted out the many photos she developed in Xijing.
In the yard, Yue Guanchao was holding a mallet and chased Yue Erpao all over the ground. The two of them were panting while running, but they didn't actually hit him with a stick.
Xu Xiake knew that with Yue Guanchao's martial arts skills, he really wanted to beat Yue Erpao, and he had already beaten the half-grown young man eight hundred times.
After running for so long without catching him, he must not have really wanted to fight him. He decided to give him a step down, ducked and jumped in front of Yue Erpao: "Brother Yue, when Xiao Bian went out, did you hear about the old cripple? How about we go meet this old man and find out more about the old god of Qinling, so that we can see what the next step is."
Animals like to be caressed, and if there is a step, they are bastards. Yue Guanchao happened to get off the donkey along the slope, and threw the stick in his hand: "For Brother Xu's sake, I will spare you for the time being."
"That's not right. You and Tang Dayang are both from Shaanxi. Don't you two know the old god of Qinling? You have to ask the old lame."
Yue Guanchao's face was confused. Xu Xiake and Tang Dayang Haolai were both natives of Shaanxi. How could they not know anything about the ancient folk gods here? He looked at the faces of the two of them with a sense of curiosity, as if I have never heard of this fairy.
"We are from Shaanxi, but we are not know-it-alls. We really have no impression of the old god of Qinling. Besides, we have only lived for a few years. We are already lame in our 50s, 60s and 70s. There is no news about Qinling." You all know, maybe there will be some unexpected gains.”
"OK!"
Yue Guanchao knew that these two people had no bad intentions. He bought a set of food and wine in the hall, carried several jars of Taibai wine, and took Xu Xiake and Tang Dayang to the stable board room.
"Hey, blind man, are you still busy?"
When Yue Guanchao carried things over, the old lame man was sweeping the stables. When he saw Yue Guanchao bringing wine and food with two people, he knew he was here to ask something. He snorted with a drooped face: "Shidu Tingshe (don't say anything)" Said), what you want to ask is not available here, so stop making excuses!"
"Country Party, we see that you are a fellow Party Party, and if we want to have a drink with you, don't you dare not give me face."
After saying that, Xu Xiake and Tang Dayang didn't wait for the old lame man to refuse. They each drove to the concierge with one arm, opened the square table at the back, and put five dishes and one soup on the table, with a rich aroma.
"You kids, why do you like to twist melons so much? Drinking is just drinking. I have nothing to say."
The old man has been a horseman for decades, and he probably has never drunk Taibaijiu a few times. The output of this kind of wine is very low, and the price is higher when Boss Ren sends it to the mountains. Usually he only sees Boss Ren entertaining relatives and friends, and sees the wine on the table. Having bought two big jars, it is impossible not to be greedy.
Yue Guanchao noticed that he was greedy for Taibaijiu, so he picked up a porcelain bowl and poured a bowl, then brought it to the old blind man with both hands: "Old blind man, we don't have any other intentions. We don't know how long we will stay here, so we just want to stay with you. Make a friend so you can take care of our horses."
"Here, I respect you~"
Yue Guanchao took another bowl of wine. Two men, an old man and a young man, faced each other. They raised their heads and almost ate into the Five Zang Temple.
"Ha~ The entrance is sweet and refreshing, and the aftertaste is long and lingering. It is worthy of being the craft snow wine of Taibai Mountain. It's a pleasure!"
Between men, there is nothing that cannot be solved by one drink. If there is, then two drinks.
These people ate local vegetables and drank snow wine. After a few rounds, no matter their age or seniority, they kept shouting about brother and brother.
"Old blind man, what on earth is the old god of Qinling?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heated, Yue Guanchao put his hand on the old blind man's arm and asked him the question he wanted to know. Maybe it was because the drink had burned his brain. The old man finally lost his stubbornness, raised his hand and said in a low voice: "My dear, this is not something I want to talk about." , Qinling Old God will hear it.”
"Old blind man, Dayang and I are also from Shaanxi. Why have I never heard of the old god of Qinling? What kind of god is this that even the locals don't know about?"
"How do you know that the Qinling Old God has not been recorded for a long time. If my family hadn't lived in Qinling during that time, and there were people in my family worshiping the Qinling Old God, I probably wouldn't even know about this thing."
The old lame man's words shocked Yue Guanchao to wake up instantly. Even though he was dizzy from drinking, he gradually sobered up at this moment.
