How can I always be treated as a woman

The procedure of dressing up for Peking Opera is cumbersome, if one had to wait until Jing Xing finished putting on makeup before going on stage, the birthday party would probably have already been hollowed out.So Jing Xing went backstage, planning to find Magu's costume and put it on, but he didn't expect that the ready-made costumes were either too big or too small, and they didn't fit well. In desperation, Jing Xing had to ask the little Huadan girl next to him to borrow a water sleeve Tie it up, hide in the dressing room and find a red skirt embroidered with colorful butterflies and flowers, and put it on.The prop master helped Jing Xing put on the wig that had just been purchased and had not yet been turned up. He simply tied it up in a bun, and inserted a flying phoenix hairpin obliquely to fix it.After thinking about it, Jing Xing took another pot of monkey wine that he had just discovered two days ago from the space.

Speaking of this monkey wine, Jing Xing accidentally discovered it from an empty peach tree hole. That day Jing Xing was in a good mood, wandering around in the space, and when he was tired, he took out a concubine couch from his kit and planned to drink it. Resting under the peach tree for a while, when he lay down, he could only smell a strong smell of wine. Following the smell of wine, Jing Xing found a big tree hole on the back of the peach tree, good guy, inside The clarified wine exuded a tempting aroma, with the unique sweetness of peaches, Jing Xing couldn't help but take a sip, the mouth was soft, and it was not as bitter as the white wine sold outside.Having tasted the sweetness, Jing Xing couldn't help but took two more sips, then lost consciousness and lay down under the peach tree for the whole night.Fortunately, although this wine is strong, it is not overpowering.On the second day, he was refreshed and his body was light. With such good wine, it would not be rude to come here to present the old man's birthday.

Thinking this way, Jing Xing hurried up to the stage holding the jade pot in his hand.bright voice

"Yao Chi received the Holy Mother's instructions, and all the immortals poured wine in front of the platform"

Although Jing Xing didn't put on makeup, his graceful figure, crisp female voice, and unusually beautiful face without makeup made everyone in the audience feel as if the fairy girl from that day came to pay her birthday wishes.

"Holding the pot takes turns to respect,

I hope all the immortals celebrate longevity. "

While singing like this, he walked down from the stage and poured the rich and fragrant wine from the jade pot in his hand into the cup of the person at the main table.

"The wine of the fairy house, the drink of the fairy house,

How can ordinary people come here? "

After filling the wine for everyone, Jing Xing turned around and was about to go back to the stage, but Song Zhili suddenly grabbed his sleeve: "Hey, Xiangu Jing, you can go back to the sky, but you have to keep the fairy wine!"

Seeing this, Jing Xing glanced at Lan Wanhua, saw him nodding, and then handed the wine jug to Song Zhili, falsified the script and said: "When the master finishes drinking the wine, do you remember that the wine jug is still with me?" .”

The white jade pot was taken by Jing Xing from the space. It is exquisitely carved and warm to the touch. He would be reluctant to give Song Zhili away for nothing. The most terrible thing is that this wine pot is a "bound" equipment in the space. If you are too far away from Jing Xing, it will be taken back by the space. If the jug suddenly disappears from outsiders by accident, wouldn't it be a big fun?

Seeing Jing Xing's reluctance to part with the jade pot, Song Zhili smiled and said, "Okay, when the wine is finished, I will return it to you!"

After hearing Song Zhili's assurance, Jing Xing returned to the stage with confidence.

Under the stage, Song Zhili picked up the jug, filled the wine glass for the elders, picked up the jug to play with, and said to Lan Wanhua: "No wonder you are reluctant to part with it, a whole piece of suet jade, look at this dragon and phoenix pattern Carved by an absolute master! Hehe! It’s still a piece of warm jade! Wanhua, tell my brother, did you give this jug to the little guy?”

Lan Wanhua didn't think there was anything in the white jade pot in Jing Xing's hand at first, but thought that the wine was mellow and mellow, and it was not of ordinary quality. Lan Fu also had good wine, but it seemed that it was not the pot in Jing Xing's hand.Hearing Song Zhili's words at this time, he took the jug from him and inspected it carefully. After looking at it, he joked, "I didn't give it to you. My little friend might really be a celestial being!"

Of course, Song Zhili didn't take Lan Wanhua's words seriously, he just thought that the person Lan Wanhua could fancy must have an unusual family background.

The two were chatting with wine jugs, naturally ignoring the other people at the table. Father Song knocked on the rosewood table next to his son in dissatisfaction, and said, "What are you talking about! No more wine!"

"Okay! Let's add it!" Father said, and Song Zhili naturally followed suit.

"What are you doing, son! Old Song, did you forget your high blood pressure? Drink less!" Song's mother expressed dissatisfaction with Song Kaiping's bad attitude.

After pressing Song's father to promise to drink the last glass, Song's mother said to Lan Wanhua: "This wine is good for me, it's as sweet as a drink, why don't you give Auntie a bottle later?"

"I can't make the decision!" Lan Wanhua said with a smile, "You have to ask Jing Xing!"

Mother Song's heart changed after hearing this, and she added more importance to Jing Xing's identity, and said: "When the child comes down, I have to talk to him properly."

After finishing speaking, everyone turned their heads to listen to Jing Xing's play again. Song Zhili had always been the most impatient with these babbling tunes, so he sat on a chair and concentrated on playing Jing Xing's Panlong Xifeng pot. This good thing might be able to play for a while. Soon it will be returned to its original owner!Song's father and Song's mother are engaged in power manipulation, and the other likes to watch short TV series, and they don't have much interest in listening to the drama. Only the ancestors of the Song family, who are the protagonists today, listen with gusto.

Gradually, as the opera came to an end, Jing Xing took a piece of red silk to cover his hand, and with the red silk covering it, he took out a longevity peach from the space, and sang in his mouth:

"Shou peach knots can be described, drinking longevity wine and singing songs, longevity music and longevity, wishing longevity mountain high."

Send the birthday peach to the old man, cut a piece with the knife on the table, and hand it to the old man.

The old man kept yelling "Okay, okay", took a bite of the longevity peach, took Jing Xing's hand, and asked him to sit beside him.Mother Song who was next to her saw her, she quickly got up and gave the seat to Jing Xing, and moved a seat to the left by herself.

How could Jing Xing dare to accept the elder's offer of a seat, and repeatedly declined, but was pressed on the seat by Song's mother who could not refuse, only to hear Song's mother say: "Jing Xing sit! Don't be embarrassed, our family doesn't have such big rules! Besides, I have something to ask for here!"

"Auntie said that you can ask for nothing." Jing Xing smiled, and said mischievously: "Auntie gives orders, and the younger generation will go through fire and water, and will not hesitate to do so!"

Song's mother told Jing Xing about wanting a bottle of monkey wine with satisfaction, but Jing Xing was a little embarrassed because there wasn't much monkey wine in the first place, and when they were taken out, there was only a small jar left in the space. I want to keep it for my father, there is no more to give away, but the fruit wine I made according to the wine recipe in the space is almost ready, after thinking about it, Jing Xing said to Song's mother: "Of course, it's just that This batch of monkey wine is only left in this small pot, and the next batch is not ready yet, so the taste of the wine brewed by myself will inevitably be a bit off, please forgive me, auntie!"

Mother Song heard this, and said, "So Jing Xing brewed this wine himself? It's strange that the taste is so unique, and the bought wine can't compare to it!"

Jing Xing smiled and explained to Song's mother: "The fruit wine outside is made from the fruits purchased in large quantities and added with the mother of wine. I personally go to the orchard of the fruit farmer to pick out the wine without bagging. After being exposed to the sun, blowing and raining It is stuffed with ripe fruits that have been pecked by birds and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, of course the taste is different!"

Of course, the most important thing is that the water in the pod in the space is added to it, which of course Jing Xing will not say.

"Why do you choose the ones that have been pecked by birds?" Mother Song asked curiously.

"Because the fruit pecked by birds is the sweetest! I have no experience!" The Song family ancestor said while chewing on a peach.

"Oh! Our ancestors know a lot!" Song's mother smiled and coaxed the old man to be happy.

Jing Xing just smiled and said nothing, he reached out and cut another piece of peach for the old man.

At this time, the juniors at the next table began to come over to toast the old birthday star one after another, so Lan Wanhua took the opportunity to drag Jing Xing to leave.

"When did Jing Xing make fruit wine? He didn't give Lan Ge a bottle first, but gave it to an outsider first. Lang Ge is jealous!" Lan Wanhua joked.

"Brother Lang is not in good health, it's better not to drink!" Jing Xing raised his eyes, and advised Lan Wanhua, "Come on, I went up to the mountain to pick some wild tea two days ago, and I'll bring you two taels tomorrow, okay? ?”

"Yo! Jing Xing has become my housekeeper before he even passed the door!" Lan Wanhua felt a little bit better after hearing Jing Xing's concern, and he felt a little better, and he also got a good mood to tease Jing Xing .

Jing Xing rolled his eyes at Lan Wanhua, he was used to being teased, and his face became thicker.

Lan Wanhua didn't see the appearance of the confidante in Zhongmei, she was a little disappointed, and she was pleasantly surprised by Jing Xing's more and more open attitude, if two people get along, they are always respectful, which means that they are not familiar with each other!The ancients respected each other like a guest and raised their eyebrows, mostly in an arranged marriage. If you think about two newlyweds, the wife always treats you like a guest, and raises the eyebrows when serving a meal. These two people Between, how many feelings can there be!

The two walked all the way to Lan Wanhua's office. Jing Xing reached out to take off the wig because he thought the wig was too heavy.Jing Xing's hair, which had been pushed into a flat inch due to military training, has been growing vigorously in the past two days, and its roots are standing on end, like a weed reborn in the spring breeze.Jingxing usually wears a black woolen hat in order not to obstruct the appearance of the city.But at this time, the free-growing hair was growing on Jing Xing's body, which was an eyesore no matter how you looked at it. Lan Wanhua just sat down and took a sip of tea, when she looked up and saw Jing Xing's dress, she almost spit out a sip of tea, choking Had to cough.

When Jing Xing heard that Lan Wanhua was coughing so violently, he thought he was ill again, so he hurriedly stepped forward to beat his back, and said, "Brother Lan, how are you? You were fine just now, why did you cough again?"

"Ahem, I'm fine, I'm just choking on the tea." Lan Wanhua finally breathed and said.Looking at Jing Xing's head, he had a weird expression.

Jing Xing noticed Lan Wanhua's gaze staring at his head, and was immediately annoyed. He stopped caring about Lan Wanhua, found a seat and sat down, and said, "Why? My head is so funny? I've put Brother Lang Are you choking on laughter?"

Enjoying Jing Xing's rare coquettish tone, Lan Wanhua couldn't help laughing again, and quickly raised the teacup to cover the curvature of her mouth, calmed down, and then comforted Jing Xing who was furious: "No, Jing Xing Naturally beautiful, can hold any hairstyle."

"Brother Lang, do you know any good hairstylist?" Jing Xing pressed his hands on the stubborn hair on his head with some depression.

"I'll take you there in the afternoon, shall we have dinner first? I'm hungry." Lan Wanhua said, he also wanted to appreciate Jing Xing's new hairstyle for a while.