Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Because of this incident, the old scholar's family has completely lost the people's hearts, and they can no longer be as high as they used to be. Even the old man's private school has been closed because almost all the villagers have brought their children back, and they are still Cursing in their faces, even if the children are not allowed to read, they cannot be allowed to become scumbags like Ling Jingwei.

A series of blows made Ling Qiyun sick. Almost all the Ling family fell into the hands of the old lady. The big house was clamoring for separation because of his son. The life of the third house was not easy, so Ling Chenglong was separated. , the big house is noisy again, all the housework and the work in the field all fall on the head of the third house, always used to being lazy, Ling Chenghu and his wife are also complaining. Going back, Song Gengniu obeyed Yan Shengrui's orders carefully, without asking why, they came to fight once and once, and they didn't even see the faces of Ling Chenglong and his wife.

However, these have nothing to do with Ling Jingxuan. He still lives a busy, fulfilling and peaceful life every day. After sending his son to school in the morning, he goes to the mountain to pick fruits with Yan Shengrui, Ling Jingpeng and the others. Shi and others washed the fruit together and made jam together until their son came back in the afternoon. The family and the three Zhao family sat around a specially-made large round table to eat together. Usually, it was not dark until the day after dinner. Ling Jingxuan, Yan Shengrui and others had to go to the factory. After making jam, the four little buns obediently practiced calligraphy and endorsement under the leadership of Ling Jinghan. When it was dark, in an era without any entertainment, a busy day was over.

Dad, don't be busy, come and taste the wine I made.

Recently, they have moved all the things from the thatched cottage to the new house one after another. After taking a walk in the evening to digest food, Ling Jingxuan finally remembered the wine that he had sealed under the cellar of the old house. Yan Shengrui went to the cellar to get a bottle.

Hey, I'll come as soon as I get this wooden wedge ready.

The furniture in the new house, such as the wardrobe and the wardrobe, are all made by woodworkers at home. What is missing now are the desks, chairs and other items specially requested by Ling Jingxuan. These are all small items. After doing all the work, he buried his head in a pile of wood every day.

When can't you do it? It's getting dark. Dad, you can do it tomorrow.

Hey, come on!

Don't pay attention to him, he's just a hard worker, ah, Jingxuan, what kind of wine is this, why is it still red?

Ling Wang, who had recovered, glanced angrily at the busy man in the yard. When he saw the blood-red liquid in the cup, Ling Wang couldn't help but exclaimed. Incredibly, Ling Jinghan and the others who were sitting around the table were not much better. Except for Yan Shengrui, almost everyone had more or less surprise on their faces.

Mother, do you want to taste it and see how it tastes?

Without answering her question, Ling Jingxuan smiled and threw her an encouraging look. Holding the red wine, Mrs. Ling Wang tentatively sniffed the wine and carefully brought the glass to her lips. Everyone's gazes were the same. It landed on her, and I saw that she just stuck out her tongue and licked it at first, but then she seemed to taste it, and she raised her head and drank all the wine in the glass.

Ah! It's delicious. Unlike other wines, this wine doesn't irritate your throat at all, and it has a faint fruity aroma. Jing Xuan, can you have another drink, mother?

Reluctantly smashing her lips, Ling Wangshi stared at the wine jar in his hand with glowing eyes. It was the first time she had drunk such a delicious wine, it was better than the sugar water they made with jam.

Hehe... Mother, no matter how good it is, it's still wine. This wine has a lot of stamina. You can drink a cup every night in the future. It will help you sleep and beautify. Don't be greedy.

It wasn't that he was reluctant. Mrs. Ling Wang usually didn't drink alcohol. The cup just now was at least three or two. Let her drink it again.

Dad, this is the wine you made from wild grapes, can I drink it?

As for anything related to eating and drinking, Xiaobaozi is always indispensable. He smelled the aroma of fruit from a distance as soon as he came back from boxing outside, and he left his brother Lingwen without thinking. Climbing onto Yan Shengrui's thigh, two big longan-like eyes stared at the cup in front of them for a moment, and the corners of his mouth showed traces of saliva that he had not seen for a long time.

You want to drink, let's talk about it in ten years.

Seeing the cute appearance of his little nephew, Ling Jingpeng, who was sitting across from him, couldn't help but tease, this kid is like a different person every time he sees what he eats. In the words of the elder brother, he is a standard foodie.

Ah? Can't drink?

Hearing that, after this period of time, the little face that was already full of jīng hearts collapsed in disappointment, and looked like he might cry at any time. The group led by Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing, but they always dote on children. Yan Shengrui picked up the wine glass and brought it directly to his lips: Just drink a little and taste it.

No way, he just couldn't see the baby son disappointed.

Hey!

The little face instantly glowed, and the little bun held the cup in both hands and took a sip with his mouth wide open? ?

Cough, it's hard to drink water...

Ha ha.

After all, it was wine. The little bun who took a sip was so uncomfortable that he stuck his tongue out. In the blink of an eye, tears came out. This time even Yan Shengrui couldn't help laughing all over the place. With that awkward look, he hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it to him, not forgetting to gouge out the two old fathers who laughed extremely exaggeratedly, do they treat their sons like this? Huhu?? Finally comfortable

Take it, Daddy, why is this wine so bad?

After pouring several cups of tea, he finally regained his strength. While speaking, Ling Wu pushed the wine glass away in disgust, but it still smelled so good, drinking it in his mouth was like drinking chili water. drink to death.

Little idiot, wine is to be tasted slowly. Who drinks like you? This wine has the lowest alcohol content. You are still young, so don't waste my good wine.

Bending his fingers, he tapped his forehead angrily. Ling Jingxuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine made from wild grapes is different. It has a strong fruity fragrance and a slightly astringent taste. A small amount of wine is jīng strong. It can't be compared to those top-notch wines that I've drunk in my previous life, but it's considered to be on the average.

Seeing this, the others also picked up their wine glasses and sipped it lightly, and the rich fruity aroma instantly filled their mouths. Everyone couldn't help drinking like Ling Wang's head up. It was the first time they drank. Such a special wine.

I seem to have drunk this kind of wine, but it doesn't taste as good as this.

Putting down the cup, Yan Shengrui frowned and said, after the last incident, he had also quietly inquired about Prince Sheng and the frontline battlefield, but his reaction was not so eloquent, he could only give up temporarily, today is still this month For the first time since, I felt familiar again.

Of course you drank it, the most honorable prince of the royal family, what good things have you never tasted?

Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes angrily and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Except for the 20 jars he brewed at the beginning, he made a total of 500 jars of wine. According to the current situation, the wine brewed this time should be very successful. , Tomorrow he has to take it to the town and show it to Shopkeeper Zhang. Maybe these five hundred jars of wine can earn him a second pot of gold.

Thinking that the money to buy land might be available in the future, Dan Feng's eyes almost narrowed into a straight line of laughter, and Yan Shengrui, who was always watching him, had a hint of doting in his eyes. I don't know why, as long as it was Ling Jingxuan, it didn't matter what appeared on his face. This kind of expression made him feel very good-looking.

Dad, didn't you say this wine is for selling money?

No matter how beautiful the atmosphere is, when a small money slave is encountered, he is instantly swept away by dàng, and all the people who are still savoring the delicious wine have their foreheads pumped. for a while? After all, he is considered a scholar, so why is he still covered in copper stench, and three words cannot be separated from money?

Well, I want to sell it for money. I'll go to town with you tomorrow to find Shopkeeper Zhang. Let's ask the price first. If it's too cheap, I won't sell it. I'll keep it for myself.

Reaching out and picking him up and placing him on his lap, Ling Jingxuan tapped the tip of his nose. He didn't invest much money around him. Wine is a good thing. If he couldn't sell it, he would rather keep it all.

So many, how can you keep it all by yourself? Daddy, I didn't tell you, I told you not to drink so much at the beginning, but you didn't listen, and asked my uncle to go to Uncle Wang to order I've bought a lot of jars. It's good now. The cellar is full of wine. When do we have to drink it? No, you can ask Uncle Zhang tomorrow. If the price is right, sell them all. You can get two dollars back. two money.