The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

Sing a song.

There was an indescribable tension in Zhong Ling's heart, not strong, but it made him very comfortable.

He turned his head to look at Ban Qing's eyes, which were warmer and more focused than usual.

Ban Qing looked at Zhong Ling happily, the lady's voice was really nice, he liked it no matter how she sang.

The little bandit doesn't know the rhythm, Zhong Ling knows it. According to Ban Qing's style, at this time, he should praise him.

But Ban Qing's little white teeth showed, and he did something that Zhong Ling didn't expect.

He opened his mouth and sang a song that was so out of tune that even Zhong Ling couldn't figure out what it was.

In the end, Zhong Ling could barely tell from the lyrics what he was singing.

That was actually the second half of the lyrics that Zhong Ling had forgotten.

Just like that, Ban Qing sang unexpectedly.

"Zhi Bi Nanshan, said to pick up its Wei.

I don't see a gentleman, my heart is sad.

It is also both seeing and stopping, and also seeing and stopping,

My heart is at ease. "

This surprised Zhong Ling very much.

Ban Qing went out of tune and walked to the opposite side of the river to finish singing, and then smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know if I sang right or not. I heard you sing so well, so I thought I should do something."

Zhong Ling looked at him differently from usual: "Do you know what I mean?"

Ban Qing said honestly: "I used to listen to my master sing this song. When I asked my master, he just smiled and didn't speak. Later I asked the old man what he meant? He said, he said..."

Ban Qing couldn't go on.

He could feel that the lady was getting better and better towards him, and she was getting more and more attentive to him, but Zhong Ling, did he just choose this song by chance?

After all, there are only these erotic tunes in the brothel, and it is unlikely that Zhong Ling will learn other songs.

But even if Zhong Ling didn't mean it, he was still very happy.

Looking at Zhong Ling, who was as beautiful as a painting, he was very happy and wanted to do something.

So he rushed forward bravely, smacked Zhong Ling's face, turned around and ran away.

Zhong Ling: "!"

He failed to run, but Zhong Ling quickly caught him.

After all, they are all Lianjiazi, no one reacts slower than anyone else.

Then Zhong Ling carried him over.

Ban Qing thought that she would be picked up by Zhong Ling for such an abrupt and beautiful behavior, and she would be beaten a few times as a lesson.

But now that he has been with Zhong Ling for a long time, he is not as careful as before, and he has learned a lot without a teacher.

Ban Qing said pitifully, "Don't hit me."

Zhong Ling stammered: "Who, who said I'm going to beat you?"

Zhong Ling brought him to her side, looked at his pretendingly pitiful little expression for a while, held his face in his hands, chirped too, and bit his face.

Ban Qing: "??"

who I am?where am iWhat just happened?

Ban Qing was still in a daze, and Zhong Ling had already run away, so it's hard to say which of them is more cowardly.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Ban Qing immediately chased him out.

That day, all the people in the village under Xishan watched a good show.

Zhong Ling ran in front with the wind under his feet, and for some reason, the usually calm and steady person actually blushed, reflecting the white snow, quite a bit of the artistic conception in the painting of a peach blossom on a human face.

And Ban Qing, the head of the family, chased after Zhong Ling, and shouted as he ran: "Zhong Ling! Wait for me! Do it again, do it again on the other side of my face!"

Ji Fuzi, who was counting the New Year's goods, raised his head when he heard the sound, and cast contemptuous glances at the two.

The brother who was helping beside him asked curiously, "What are they doing?"

Master Ji replied without raising his head: "You two idiots, what do they do?"

These two big fools fell into the snowdrift together, and when they climbed out, they scared the chickens in the chicken coop next to them and flew away.

As soon as the two of them got rid of their chicken feathers, they were rushed by the spicy chicken who heard the sound and pushed them back into the snowdrift.

Ban Qing giggled and crawled out, pulled Zhong Ling who was always smiling, and brought her dog back to her den happily.

The days in Shinan Village are peaceful and happy, but noisy, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

During the day, the village organized performances and set up a stage, on which there were brothers performing juggling and girls singing and dancing.

Everyone set off firecrackers, sang and drank, and played until dark.

In the evening, Ban Qing, Zhong Ling, Ji Fuzi, Fat Ya, and a few young people who were alone got together to watch the new year at Fat Ya's house.

Ban Qing's clothes today were chosen by Zhong Ling himself. After dressing up, he looks very handsome, and he is indeed much more handsome than in the past few years.

Zhong Ling was dressed in red, even her hair rope was red.As soon as he went to the street, the big girls and the young daughter-in-law were all looking at him, and even Master Ji was startled when he saw him, so he mumbled "the male vixen" over his head.

Fat Ya's house is big, unlike Ban Qing's room where not many people can sit, her house usually has tables and chairs for brothers to eat, and young people who come to celebrate the New Year can sit down at this time.

In Fatty and Fatty's house, you can enter anywhere else, only Fatty's kitchen, everyone knows that Fatty will go crazy when others enter.

At this time, she opened her kitchen door, and said very seriously to Zhong Ling, "Please."

The fat girl pushed Ban Qing out who wanted to rush in with Zhong Ling, and said proudly: "My kitchen, do you think anyone can enter?"

Seeing the smiling face of the lady disappearing on the other side of the door, Ban Qing sat back downcast.

He suddenly realized that Fat Girl didn't treat him like this last year.

Alas...who called Niangzi is too popular.

Thinking of this, Ban Qing secretly laughed again.

Close the door, it is the exchange of two super chefs.They made this New Year's Eve dinner extremely rich, and the friends saw the power of these two teaming up.

Even fried cabbage can be fried by chefs.Zhong Ling threw some pickled dried flower petals into it, and the cabbage immediately had a clear and sweet floral fragrance, which was completely different from what he had eaten before.

Not to mention the hard dishes on the table, Zhong Ling made a whole squirrel fish, and the knife skills amazed Fatty, the fish slices came out, but they were still attached to the fish, which was beautiful and delicious.

He also made a special feature of his hometown on the other side of the river. He wrapped the duck with dried lotus leaves, poured sweet sauce on it and stewed it over low heat. He knew that Ban Qing liked to eat this, so he left a delicious one for him in the back kitchen. big duck legs.

After tasting Zhong Ling's craft, many people on the spot expressed their heartfelt condemnation of Master Ji's foresight of going to Ban Qing's house for dinner in advance.

However, when Fat Ya brought her stewed elbows, chicken and mushrooms, etc. delicious food, everyone immediately started to eat without thinking about it for the time being.

Ban Qing took out the duck leg that Zhongling left for him in the meal, happily went to hook Zhongling's finger, and did not let go after hooking it.

Zhong Ling let him hook with his right hand, and changed the chopsticks to his left hand as kindly as he could.

Mr. Ji, who had seen everything at the dinner table, ate three big mouthfuls of rice in order to maintain a decent appearance during the Spring Festival.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone played mahjong and drank together.

Ban Qing was sitting next to Zhong Ling, Ban Qing was playing cards, and Zhong Ling was lying next to his ear to give advice, the two of them slowly won some money, talking and laughing all the time, reluctant to part.

During the Chinese New Year in the north, we eat dumplings. At about the same time, Zhong Ling helped to make dumplings.

After a while, the fat girl came out with cooked dumplings and said, "When Zhong Ling and I were making dumplings, we put sugar in five dumplings. Whoever eats them will have good luck in the New Year."

When everyone heard it, they quickly put down the cards in their hands and stretched out their chopsticks to grab the dumplings.

Zhong Ling didn't eat too much, he moved his chopsticks occasionally to pick up a dumpling for Ban Qing.

When eating the first dumpling with sugar, Ban Qing said it out loud, which made everyone envious.

He was still very happy when he ate the second one.

By the time he ate the third dumpling, he was already a little confused.

Zhong Ling's hand stretched out under the table, took Ban Qing's hand, and gently squeezed his palm.

Then Ban Qing ate the dumplings picked up by Zhong Ling, and ate the fourth and fifth dumplings with sugar.

Ban Qing: "..."

Amidst the doubts of "Fat girl, did you put sugar?", Zhong Ling and Ban Qing sneaked out.

The two of them went out together to set off firecrackers, and the sound of firecrackers in the village was booming and lively.

Zhong Ling was dazzled by the bustle for a moment, he even saw the mountains to the east, all lit up by the light here.

When she looked again, there was only the dark shadow of the mountain. Zhong Ling smiled and shook her head, looking for the trace of Ban Qing.

Standing in the snow, Zhong Ling watched Ban Qing play with firecrackers, and suddenly thought of his 22 years of life, and he had never lived like this.

He was surrounded by friends, and there was this one person he cared about in particular.

Drink happily, laugh happily, feel free and free.

The crazy Ban Qing rushed over, and Zhong Ling grabbed him.

Then Ban Qing behaved, and the two of them held hands, watching the fireworks that lit up the night.

Amid the crackling sound, Zhong Ling asked him: "Apart from that poem, what other songs did your master teach you to sing? I want to hear you sing now."

Ban Qing said: "I can't do anything else, but this one. Every time I opened my mouth, the old plan would come and beat me. Obviously my master and I sang the same tune, but he always said I was out of tune."

Zhong Ling smiled: "Don't listen to his nonsense, you sing very well."

The children ran past them, shouting: "Master Ji said that Chinese New Year is coming soon, everyone get ready!"

Ban Qing smiled and said: "I always calculate the time, but it's quite accurate, Zhong Ling?"

Zhong Ling leaned over and hung a small thing on Ban Qing's clothes.

It was a beautiful purse with fine stitches and a vivid puppy embroidered on the bag.

"It's the Year of the Dog, I'll embroider a puppy for you."

Hearing that it was made by Zhong Ling himself, Ban Qing couldn't put it down. He turned the purse over and saw that the word "Qing" was embroidered on the other side with blue thread, and there was a small word "Er" beside it.

He was about to ask, when Zhong Ling gently kissed him on the other side of the face: "Good luck, good luck every year."

The author has something to say: Ban Qing: Didn’t expect that?Not only did I understand it, but I would continue to pick it up, hahahahaha!

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The time in the village is a bit slow. When spring comes, there will be new stories~

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The verses appearing in the article are quoted from "The Book of Songs·Guofeng·Zhaonan·Caochong" (below)

Zhibi Nanshan, said to pick its fern.

If you don't see a gentleman, you will be worried.

It is also both seeing and stopping, and also seeing and stopping,

My heart said.

Zhibi Nanshan, said to pick its Wei.

I don't see a gentleman, my heart is sad.

It is also both seeing and stopping, and also seeing and stopping,

My heart is at ease.