drunk peach

The old man shook his cattail fan and said to his little grandson: "Oh, this place is called Yunteng Ridge. These clouds gather together but never disperse, forming a thick layer. There is a fairy living on this cloud...

Chang Xiu'an leaned on the roof tiles and shook his fan, listening to Ding Changmao below talk about the old fairy on the mountain, he said to himself: "Old man, the old fairy you are talking about is here."

Is Chang Xianxian old?It certainly doesn't look old.But at this age...

Chang Shenxian said: "Huh? You ask me how many years I have lived? Oh, I don't know."

Speaking of which, Chang Xiu'an didn't know why he appeared here.This, it seems that when I realized it, I stayed in this mountain depression called Yuntengling.No one told him what to do, but he lived like this.Watching the little kid in the village grow up and be a little kid again.I have nothing to do with the firewood, rice, oil, salt, and life and death, but I don't care about it at all.

"Hey, it's so boring." Chang Xiu'an thought, "We must have some fun tomorrow. Chang Xiu'an shook his fan and squinted to look at the sky, the stars shook off a plate of pearls and jade, well, they are charming eyes.

As soon as the sun rose, the rooster crowed even more vigorously.Chang Xiu'an had to open his eyes: "Oh, I fell asleep on Ding Changmao's roof again." Chang Shan slowly got up and covered his eyes with his sleeve: "It's really annoying." Xiu'an said inwardly: "Offended, offended." He wiped his face with his hand, and floated off the roof.

Chang Xiu'an walked slowly to the river, brushed the water with his hand, and then wiped his face.Oh, this counts as washing your face.

Well, where does this go next.Chang Xiu'an did the calculations with his hands behind his back, it was the first day of the new month, and he still had to go back to Ding Changmao's house.The Ding family has brewed wine for generations, and there are many types of wine, the most famous of which is sweet-scented osmanthus.Although this wine is common, only the Ding family can make it taste good.

So Chang Xiu'an squinted his eyes and slowly floated back to Ding Changmao's house.

Ding Changmao is busy working in the yard with his eldest son Ding Nonggui.Ding Nonggui poured the soaked glutinous rice into the basket covered with cloth and spread it evenly.Ding Changmao put more firewood under the stove, and his daughter-in-law whirred behind him to pull on the blower, and the fire started to flourish.Not long after, the courtyard was full of fragrance.In an hour, the rice was steamed. The steamed rice was neither rotten nor raw.

Ding Changmao and his son Ding Nonggui lifted the drawer together and poured the steamed rice on the bamboo flat.All of a sudden, the aroma of rice is stronger, and the water mist rushes towards my face all of a sudden.Looking at it, Chang Xiu'an felt tired from standing, so he sat down cross-legged, and stretched out his hands to support his face.The water mist accompanied by Mi Xiang warmly covered his face. "Well, I'm sleepy." Chang Xiu'an muttered in a low voice, and slowly closed his eyes.It seems to smell vaguely... the fragrance of peach blossoms?

Ding Changmao spread out the rice and let it cool.There are more children around the yard.Ding Nonggui went into the house and took out a small porcelain bowl, which contained some brown sugar.Ding Changmao reached out and grabbed some rice that was not hot to the touch, and made some small balls with his hands, and let the little ones eat with brown sugar.The little dolls smiled and reached out to pick it up: "Are you going to make sweet-scented osmanthus wine this time?"

"Yes, yes, I did it this time." Ding Changmao replied over and over again.

The little grandson of the old Liu family was eating brown sugar and asked vaguely: "Then, then, your wine is delicious. My grandpa said it was protected by the gods." Ding Changmao was suddenly surprised by the question. Looks very happy:

"That's that! My family's wine is loved by gods. Hey, hey, gods also like to drink our sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

Someone here asked: "Ding Changmao, have you ever seen this fairy who loves to drink your wine?" Ding Changmao glanced at him out of the corner of his eye: "I come here to drink every first day of the month! Do you think you have seen it?" Said that everyone was happy.

When Chang Xiu'an heard the sweet-scented osmanthus wine while he was asleep, he hummed and woke up.

"You old man is talking nonsense," Chang Xiu'an thought, "What kind of spirit are you guys?" Then he walked towards the back yard shaking his arms and legs.

Chang Xiu'an turned sideways and walked into a room on the east side.Well, the fruit offerings and pastries are all there, but the two jars of wine are missing.Chang Xiu'an scratched his head with his fan, thinking: "This Ding Changmao must have forgotten." After speaking, he looked at the entrance of the main courtyard, and there was a burst of laughter from there. "Then wait a few more days!" Chang Xiu'an flicked the fan in his hand, and walked out slowly.

It's also interesting to say that the Ding family has been brewing wine for generations - how many generations depends on how much Chang Shenxian remembers.Since Chang Shenxian was so greedy that he reached out for the enshrined sweet-scented osmanthus wine on New Year's Eve, every first day of every month has a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.Chang Shenxian got through the early stage of "Oh, what a shame to take it once."

Later: "It will be the first day of junior high school in a few days, hey." I really don't feel guilty!

"Hey, Ding Changmao must have forgotten that there are these two jars of bars." Chang Xiu'an sighed as he watched another night of beads falling on the jade plate, the stars and shadows shining.I have been drinking others for nothing, but now I feel embarrassed to ask for it.

"Oh, it's so annoying." Chang Xiu'an rolled on the roof.

Before Chang Xiu'an could get the wine, something happened to the Ding family.

It's not a big deal, it's just that the wine in the wine cellar will be less than one jar every other day.Coincidentally, the thief stole all the new wine.Ding Changmao and his eldest son went back to check the newly brewed wine the next day. For the first few times, they felt that the wine seemed to be running low, but Ding Changmao didn't care.The eldest son was careful, so he went to count the number the next day, and sure enough, it was missing.

This month's wine offering to the gods, the wine jar has not been returned, and the next day there will be a jar of wine missing, Ding Changmao is a little anxious now, the "fairy" who drank it must have been replaced, right?

Chang Xiu'an sat on the roof and listened to Ding Changmao and his son talking, but he couldn't sit still: "It's unreasonable! This new wine has not been tasted by this little thief who doesn't know where!" Chang Xiu'an jumped off the eaves and hurried away After a few steps, he continued: "I haven't drunk this month's wine yet! This little thief must have stolen it!"

Chang Xiu'an walked around the surrounding area, but found no trace, so he walked slowly along the path to the back yard of the school in the village.Now is the time for the little dolls to go to class.The unique voices of the little dolls are soft and tender when reading, but they want to pretend to be serious.Chang Xiu'an laughed, while sitting on the wall watching the dolls in the room studying.

"I'll just stay here and watch you study, but you can't see me anyway." Chang Xiu'an held his chin boredly.

There was a little wind in the sky, and the sun was so fierce today that the wind didn't shave, but it was very comfortable when it was blowing softly.Chang Xiu'an smelled the fragrance of flowers when the wind was blowing, and Chang Xiu'an remembered that there was a hundred-year-old peach tree planted in this school.The fragrance of peach blossoms was faintly scented with wine.

"The blossoms of this peach tree are really long."

That night, Chang Xiu'an really saw the thief in Ding's wine cellar.The little thief was wearing a blue shirt, but he couldn't see his face clearly, but when he stretched out his hand to hold the wine, the white arm that was exposed seemed to be shining.I saw the little thief grabbed a jar of wine, carried it and ran to the door of the cellar, carefully put the wine on the ground and closed the door of the cellar, then picked up the wine and ran away.

The little thief ran staggeringly, Chang Xiu'an dodged behind the little thief for fear that he would fall.Outside the wall of the school's backyard, the thief sat on the ground and lifted the lid of the wine.Chang Xiu'an looked at him and sniffed it, muttered something and drank from the wine jar.The wine jar is not big, Chang Xiu'an couldn't help but feel distressed looking at the wandering wine: "Drink slowly if you have a small mouth! What do you want to drink all over the place!"

The man stood up suddenly, muttered something, took another big gulp, and muttered again.Now that Chang Xiu'an heard it clearly, he couldn't help laughing, what this person said was "Why isn't it sweet!"

The man turned his head when he heard the laughter, Chang Xiu'an took a good look under the moonlight, Chang Xiu'an praised: "It's really worthy of being a peach blossom essence, there is no one who can bear the peach blossom face more than this face Words." Now that he was discovered, Chang Xiu'an had no choice but to show up, and before he could ask, the man opened his mouth first, "Sir?"

Chang Xiu'an heard the trembling in his voice and slurred his words, knowing that he was already drunk, so he nodded without further explanation: "I am."

The man was delighted to hear this answer.Chang Xiu'an inadvertently let the fragrance of peach blossoms and wine fill his chest.The man called out joyfully again: "Sir!" Chang Xiu'an had no choice but to bend down, hold the person in his arms firmly and replied: "I am." Chang Xiu'an lowered his head and asked softly: "Little Taohuaer , why did you go to Ding Changmao's house to steal wine?" The peach blossom spirit in her arms frowned when she heard this, and began to mutter again: "Why isn't it sweet?"

Chang Xiu'an: "Huh?"

Peach Blossom Essence frowned, "If it's not sweet, don't!"

"Pfft." Chang Xiu'an couldn't help laughing out loud, only to hear the person in his arms say again: "Don't be sweet, don't want it!" His arms suddenly loosened, the fragrance became even stronger, and when he looked down, only peach petals remained.