Fengtian past events

He took off his coat, took the hot handkerchief handed over by the servant, wiped his hands and cleansed his face, and then led him to the tea room on the second floor.It is said to be a tea room, but it is actually a small reception room. Sometimes there will be Japanese people and my former classmates in Germany, but they will leave after a short stay and leave for Xinjing the next day.

The wine was not hot yet, and it was the season of autumn tigers, the room was a bit stuffy, I opened the window for ventilation, then turned around and said, "Sit down."

He was not reserved in front of me or even in front of the servants, thanked him and sat on the couch.

I looked at his much thinner body than mine, thought for a moment, and opened the wine cabinet to get a few bottles of Japanese beer.

It's not that I'm stingy, and I refuse to treat him with good wine. He doesn't drink foreign wine, and the wife's hot sorghum wine, it's not that ordinary people who grew up in Northeast wine tanks really can't drink it, and he doesn't have a Northeast accent when he speaks. Those who come from Guannei, I can't always pour people under the table with the first drink.

He took the cup and filled it with his own hands, and lit incense in the room, or sandalwood, which mixed with the smell of beer was neither fish nor fowl.

I raised my glass first: "Today I will be the host. Seeing that you are not very old, I will sell you as an old man. Brother Yu will do it first to respect you."

He didn't refuse the Japanese beer, and he finished it all.

The friendship is deep, the mouth is boring, the topics between men are nothing more than politics, work, women, there is nothing you can't let go after a glass of wine.

He repeatedly said: "Brother, you are too polite, I am the one who bothered you."

"It's useless to say such nonsense," I waved my hand with pride, "Come on, come on, come on!"

After the two glasses, the wife sent a servant to bring in the hot wine and four small dishes of food.

Liu Guoqing sighed softly: "With such a virtuous wife, what more can a husband ask for."

I laughed and didn't answer.As the saying goes, like a person drinking water, he knows whether he is warm or not.

With two peanuts in my hand, I took a sip of sorghum wine to moisten my throat, chatted and asked, "Your accent doesn't sound like that of Northeast China, where are you from?"

"I was born in Fengtian, and soon I went to Peiping with my family."

I shook my head: "I've already gone to Peiping, why come back?"

The meaning of this is unclear, but indeed, I feel sorry for his inability to think about it.

He also put a piece of peanut into his mouth, finely ground it between his lips and teeth and swallowed it before he said, "War is going on everywhere, why don't we go?"

I thought so, so I nodded my head in agreement, poured him half a glass of sorghum wine, and said with a smile, "Try it."

He sniffed it, looked at me, and praised: "It smells so good."

I said, "Try it."

He took a sip cautiously, his facial features wrinkled together as he swallowed.

I pointed at him mercilessly and laughed: "I told you that the wine is strong! How dare you drink like that hahaha!"

He barely opened his eyes, half-closed, the water in his eyes was rippling, and I was taken aback.

He's really good looking.

I couldn't bear to see him suffering, so I gave him some food to suppress the alcohol.When he recovered, he felt aggrieved and said, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"Remind me, I told you that the wine is strong."

He gave me a blank look, and then he never touched that glass of sorghum wine again.

I really like him like this, let go of the restraint, and feel that the relationship is getting closer all of a sudden.

"This wine, you have to sip a little bit first to moisten your throat," I explained slowly while giving him some cloth, "When your throat gets used to it and your stomach warms up, then you can drink it like you do."

I demonstrated it to him according to the steps explained, drank it in the last sip, and showed him the bottom of the glass, then filled the glass again, pushed the beer in front of me, and continued: "I, I still like this The real spirits! Haha!"

After chatting for a while, suddenly there was a patter of rain outside.There is a plantain tree in the yard, and the rain hits the plantain and falls to the courtyard. This is a very elegant thing, but now it is worrying.

I closed the window, and a few wisps of moist autumn wind came to my face, with the smell of green grass. I turned to look at him, but he was also a little helpless, looking at the window, and then at me.

I said: "God is not beautiful, but it is perfect. Let's drink and talk happily and talk all night. Don't worry, you will stay with me today and leave tomorrow, okay?"

He pondered for a while, Fang nodded and said: "So, sorry for the trouble."

"Don't bother, don't bother, haha," I didn't know why I was a little excited, "I haven't been here for a long time, please sit down, let's have a few more drinks."

I'm not an alcoholic, and I have to be addicted to alcohol. I just want to see him pleasing to the eye, and I am willing to talk to him more, and alcohol is a stepping stone.

But he waved his hands again and again: "It's not done, it's not done. If you drink any more, you'll get drunk. Wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous."

After he said that, I couldn’t insist on it anymore. After the servant collected the bowls and chopsticks, I went downstairs and was about to order to get ready to leave the guest room, when my wife said with a smile: “It’s already ready, it’s raining heavily outside, I want to come You will never be able to go."

Liu Guoqing thanked her and followed the servant upstairs.

My wife and I also went back to the bedroom. After washing up, we suddenly remembered the autumn rainy night and asked, "Have you prepared thick pajamas for him?"

"No, the quilts are all thick, old man, you can't get sick."

"How can I do that?" I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Don't say that my Lao Yi's family doesn't know how to entertain guests."

The wife also got up: "You are asleep, and you have to go to the office tomorrow. I will go."

"No need," I smiled and kissed her forehead, "You look at those little bastards every day, working harder than me, go to bed earlier, I'll just go and have a look."

The wife blushed, pushed me reproachfully, turned around and lay down with her back on my back, closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were always upturned.

Exiting the room, someone found a new set of pajamas, but said that the new ones hadn't been made yet, so I had to take a pair that hadn't been worn a few times, and sent it over in person.

Knocked on the door, he didn't seem to be asleep, the room was still lit, I was a little surprised when I opened the door, I put the pajamas in his hand, and said: "It's cold at night, bring you a thicker pajamas. Dislike, although it is old, but not worn a few times."

He sideways let out the door: "Come in and have a seat, I thought you would not bother you after you fell asleep. I drank a bit uncomfortable today, so someone made some hangover soup, and I made some tea. It's not a good tea." , but it is said to help sleep."

"Tea leaves that help you sleep? This is the first time I've heard of it. I have to take a look."

After all, he took the lead and entered the house.

Liu Guoqing didn't shy away from it, and changed into his pajamas in front of me. I felt sorry for him and secretly swallowed his saliva when I saw his thin but strong figure. I was afraid that I would make a fool of myself, so I hurriedly turned my eyes away and saw the lamp on the desk. There was a magazine on the floor, and I took it over and looked through it, but it turned out to be an outdated German magazine.

He changed his clothes and turned around, seeing me flipping through the magazine, he said embarrassedly: "They are all oil paintings, I think they are beautiful, so I take them out and look through them if I have nothing to do."

I looked at it and nodded: "It's pretty good."

He poured a cup of tea and handed it over, pulled up a chair and sat across from me.I reached out to take it, put the tea under my nose and smelled it, it was not the smell of tea leaves, it was a bit like herbal tea, it smelled very fragrant, after I took a sip, it was bitterer than ordinary tea.

I am most impatient with bitterness, so I put it aside and stopped drinking. I pointed to the magazine and asked, "Have you ever studied in Germany?"

"Well," he said, "I just came back, and I didn't even return to Peiping, so I came to Fengtian."

"I also studied in Germany," I narrowed my eyes, and said in a nostalgic tone, "I was in Japan before, and then I was sent to Germany. Learning German killed me."

He smiled and said nothing.

I closed the magazine, got up and said: "It's time to go back, go to bed early," and pointed to the still full teacup, "The tea is good, thank you."

He nodded, didn't get up, sat in the chair, and watched me leave.