A gentleman riding a red dust smile

It snowed a lot this year.

Birds and insects chirp in Qingyan Mountain in summer, but in winter it becomes unbelievably quiet, as if you can hear the sound of snow falling on the ground.

In a few days, it will be the New Year's Eve, and Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue are nestling in the house to watch the snow while warming wine.

Song Lingshuang talked about the wine brewed by Jiang Rui.

"Is it better than the one in our yard?" Changsun Jue asked.

Song Lingshuang thought for a while, and replied: "It's not the same, they all taste good!"

He also talked about the scene of celebrating the New Year with Jiang Rui at the foot of Lianshan Mountain.Jiang Rui cooks well, but he doesn't know how to kill chickens. On New Year's Eve, two people made chicken feathers all over the kitchen, which made them feel embarrassed.

Song Lingshuang made fun of herself while talking, and laughed for a long time.

Somehow, Changsun Jue suddenly insisted on going to the foot of Lianshan Mountain to celebrate the New Year after listening to it.Song Lingshuang couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

They were going back to Luhuadang, but Song Lingshuang hurriedly sent a message to Mrs. Shuang to say that they would not go back after the New Year. Then in the early morning of the second day, he wrapped his grandson Jue in a coat and went out in the wind and snow.

Just after dawn on New Year's Eve, Song Lingshuang knocked on Jiang Rui's door.

Jiang Rui got up from the bed when he heard the knock on the door, and when he opened the door in his padded jacket, he saw Song Lingshuang, who was covered with a thin layer of snow, and beside him stood a very good-looking man.Although it was an accident, he was naturally happy to see his old friend, and quickly invited the two into the house.

Jiang Rui lit the stove in the hall and asked, "Brother Ling Shuang, who are you?"

Song Lingshuang brushed off the snow from his body, took Changsun Jue's fur jacket, and grinned at Jiang Rui, "We're here for the New Year." He said and handed over two mandarin fishes that he got from the icy lake along the way.

Probably only Jiang Rui would go to the kitchen to cook hot porridge without even complaining, to warm the stomachs of these two people who came here for the New Year without even saying hello.

During the period, Chang Sun Jue briefly introduced himself, so simple that he only said his name.

Jiang Rui didn't realize it at first, but later he remembered that there was indeed a young man traveling with Song Lingshuang on the same boat as Qi Jiang.They hadn't spoken at that time, and I had a vague impression that although the young man was handsome, he seemed a bit cold-tempered.When I met today, Jiang Rui felt that he was more handsome than he remembered, but... a bit impolite.

This person has been staring at him since he entered the room, and there seems to be an inexplicable hostility in his eyes.After finishing his porridge, he walked around the hall a few times, and suddenly said that he wanted to see the house where Song Lingshuang lived before, and then went to the vegetable field and the kitchen.

Jiang Rui didn't understand, what's so good about such a simple thatched cottage, he had to visit it inside and out.

After looking carefully at the things in the kitchen, Changsun Jue asked Song Lingshuang, "Is this where you made chicken feathers all over the floor?"

Song Lingshuang didn't expect that he could still remember what he told him two days ago, so he smiled and said, "Yes, it's here. Hanzhi is in a mess!"

Jiang Rui was stunned for a moment, then realized with a smile, and said with a smile: "I'm not the only one who is embarrassed. People kill chickens by cutting their throats and letting blood out. Brother Ling Shuang, your knife and head beheading really made me do it for a whole month." Nightmare!"

Song Lingshuang smiled awkwardly: "There is a first time for everything!"

The scene of chicken blood splattering was still vivid in his mind, Jiang Rui shook his head and sighed, "Fortunately, no one came to this small hut, or I thought a murder was buried here!"

The two recalled the embarrassing things back then, and it took Song Lingshuang a while to notice that Changsun Jue was standing aside, unable to intervene, and his face was a little cold.

So he called out, "A Jue?"

Changsun Jue glanced at him and asked, "Where is the chicken coop?"

After a while, Changsun Jue squatted in front of the chicken coop, staring at the chicken shrunk inside because of fear of the cold.

Song Lingshuang covered his clothes for him, "What's so good about a chicken?"

Changsun Jue: "I just want to see what the chicken that made you mess up looks like."

Song Lingshuang laughed, "The grass on the chicken's grave is three feet high. What are you looking at here? Go back to the house quickly, don't freeze!"

Changsun Jue: "All chickens look the same. If you are afraid of the cold, go back and catch up with your brother Han."

If you still can't hear this, Song Lingshuang spent so many years with Changsun Jue in vain.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, Changsun Jue mistakenly thought that Jiang Rui was his daughter-in-law in the mortal world, and he was jealous.Isn't the vinegar jar overturned now?

etc!He suddenly insisted on coming to the foot of Lianshan Mountain for the New Year, could it be because of jealousy?

Song Lingshuang suddenly felt that her daughter-in-law was ridiculous and cute, but at this moment, when she didn't want to coax her, "I'll be where you are!"

The haze between Changsun Jue's eyebrows dissipated a little.

Song Lingshuang struck while the iron was hot, "Hanzhi is actually very interesting, I think you and he will be able to chat. Come on, let's go into the house and let Hanzhi catch a chicken and slaughter it later. We'll have a big fish tonight!"

Changsun Jue: "Which one?"

Song Lingshuang was taken aback, "What?"

Changsun Jue: "Which chicken to kill?"

Song Lingshuang didn't know why.Is it only relevant to kill?

But it was obviously not the time to question, so he casually pointed to one, "This one?"

Changsun Jue frowned slightly, "The eyes are dull and the movements are slow. It looks like sitting for a long time, and the meat must be dry and tasteless."

Song Lingshuang: "..."

He moved his finger to the other one helplessly, "Then, this one?"

He thought that Changsun Jue was going to object again, but he didn't want the other party to nod, "Yes."

Song Lingshuang felt relieved, and said happily, "Then my name is Han Zhilai."

Changsun Jue: "No, I'll come."

So there was the scene of Jiang Rui and Song Lingshuang standing in the hall, watching from afar the scene of Changsun Jue dressed in white butchering chickens in the kitchen.

Jiang Rui was dumbfounded.He found it unbelievable that such a person who is as handsome as a fairy is killing chickens in his own kitchen with a big knife in his hand!Judging by the quick bloodletting and water plucking, it seems that this is not the first time cooking.

Song Lingshuang was a little proud, "My daughter-in-law! How's it going, isn't it pretty?"

Masculinity is prevalent in some areas of Chizhou, and Jiang Rui is not uncommon, but he was still taken aback when he heard Song Lingshuang say this for the first time.But the next moment he readily accepted it, and said with a smile, "Not only is it beautiful, but it's also powerful!"

This is Jiang Rui.

Song Lingshuang's pride was beyond words, "That's right! Not everyone can eat the rice cooked by my family's A Jue!"

Jiang Rui looked at Song Lingshuang who was in the living room but his eyes were glued to the kitchen, and suddenly said, "That's great."

Song Lingshuang thought he was talking about dinner, and responded, "That's not right! You're lucky tonight!"

Jiang Rui smiled, and poked Song Lingshuang's chest with his fingers, "I mean, it's great that someone can untie your knot here!"

Song Lingshuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled too.

He made no secrets, "The one who can teach me to take it to heart is naturally not an ordinary person!"

Jiang Rui really didn't know why these two people who were celebrating the Chinese New Year came to abuse the dog, so he asked helplessly, "Brother Ling Shuang, why did you think of coming to my place for the Chinese New Year?"

Song Lingshuang said frankly: "He insisted on coming, so I brought him here."

Jiang Rui joked: "I didn't expect our brother Ling Shuang to be a spoiled daughter-in-law!"

Song Lingshuang reflected the white figure in his eyes, and his expression softened, "That man, he endured everything in the first half of his life. I just hope that he will be more unscrupulous in front of me in the second half of his life."

Jiang Rui has always felt that it is good to live alone without any worries, but at this moment, a trace of envy suddenly arises in his heart.

The head of the kitchen, Sun Jue, turned his head and glanced at the two people in the living room, "Are you two really planning to look at them like this? Why don't you come over here and make some stuffing, are you still eating the dumplings tonight?"

Song Lingshuang frowned, "Come here, come here!"

This night there is fish, meat, and dumplings.Nine dishes and one soup, perfect in every way.

Jiang Rui dug out a few jars of good wine, and Song Lingshuang naturally drank it full of praise.

Seeing that the last altar was about to bottom out, Changsun Jue asked, "Is there any more?"

Song Lingshuang knew that Changsun Jue could drink, but it was an unprecedented experience for him to ask for wine.He hurriedly urged Jiang Rui to get a few more jars.

Jiang Rui is naturally not a stingy person, so he readily agreed.But when Changsun Jue didn't intend to stop after drinking to the tenth altar, Jiang Rui's face was a little embarrassed.

He couldn't help pulling Song Lingshuang aside, "Brother Lingshuang, your lady is going to drink me up!"

Song Lingshuang smiled flatteringly and said, "Brother Han, don't be stingy, it's rare for my wife to enjoy herself to the fullest, and I will pay you back ten times in another day."

That night, Sun Jue drank twenty altars before he stopped.Not because he had had enough, but because he had other things to do.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the small hut, and Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue were lying on the bed.Changsun Jue embraced Song Lingshuang from behind and held Song Lingshuang in his arms.Only at this time can he feel at ease that this person is his own.He felt that the person in his arms was still a little thin, and he secretly decided that he must feed him better in the future.

Song Lingshuang smiled unconsciously, "What's wrong with us, A Jue?"

Changsun Jue turned over and pressed Song Lingshuang underneath, "I'm jealous."

As he spoke, he asked for someone's lips, brushed his fingertips across his face, and went down.

Song Lingshuang was alert and pushed him away, "What do you want to do?"

The corner of Changsun Jue's mouth curled into a smirk, "What do you think, senior brother?"

Calling Senior Brother at this time is really a foul, but Song Lingshuang still strengthened his will, and resolutely said: "No!"

Changsun Jue was not angry either, his eyes were still full of warmth, "Why not?"

Song Lingshuang hesitated for a while, then said awkwardly, "This place...is not soundproof."

Changsun Jue felt that the person in front of him was extremely cute.He leaned down, nibbled on his earlobe, along the back of the ear, and lightly brushed across his neck.

Song Lingshuang couldn't help but snorted softly, the spiritual energy in his palm surged up but was stopped by Changsun Jue.

He whispered in Song Lingshuang's ear: "Wouldn't it mean that there is no silver here if you open the enchantment at this time?"

In fact, Song Lingshuang only needs to think about it carefully to know that Jiang Rui is a mortal, even if he opens the enchantment, he may not be able to detect it.But at this time, Song Lingshuang was caught by someone, and he had no ability to think, so he was so bluffed.

He withdrew his spiritual power, bit his lips desperately to keep himself from making any sound.

Chang Sun Jue was not in a hurry either.

Song Lingshuang couldn't help but snorted again.

Changsun Jue bit his ear and said, "Brother, you have to hold back."

There was a creaking sound from the bed board, which brought Song Lingshuang back to his senses. He grabbed Changsun Jue, "No, this bed will make noise!"

Changsun Jue couldn't help playing tricks, and the bed rang again.

"Changsun Jue!"

Changsun Jue saw that someone was really going to get angry, so he stopped teasing him, and just looked at him with a smile, "I can make the bed not squeak, can you?"

There is no limit to a decent person being bad!

Song Lingshuang closed her eyes, but bit her lips hard, unwilling to make any more sound.

There was heavy snow outside the hut, and sparks were crackling inside the hut, enveloping the world with an ambiguous temperature.

The breath that has not completely calmed down is still wet.

Changsun Jue's eyes were full of tenderness, and there was a person reflected in his bright pupils.

"You just asked what I want to do." His deep and soothing voice always has the power to confuse people. "I think you will think of me everywhere in this place, including this room."

Song Lingshuang looked at the light in his eyes and herself in the light, put his arms around his neck, and pulled him in front of him.

There is a kind of tenderness that is very lingering.

He wondered in a daze, why is love always connected with desire?

When someone whispered "Xianggong" softly in his ear, his night had just begun.

After tossing around most of the night, Song Lingshuang must not be able to get up early in the morning.When the rooster crowed for the first time, he only moved a little before falling asleep again.

When he woke up and looked at the mess in embarrassment and helplessness, the sun was already high.

Song Lingshuang never thought that one day the Cleaning Clothes Curse would be used by him to clean up the "battlefield".Even though all traces had disappeared after the spell, he still couldn't help wondering if he had to find a reason to buy a new quilt for Jiang Rui.

He tidied up everything and walked into the living room, Changsun Jue was drinking tea with Jiang Rui.At the moment, the two chatted happily.

Changsun Jue: "Unexpectedly, brother Han not only makes excellent wine, but also knows so much about tea ceremony."

Jiang Rui: "Brother Huaijing's reputation is too high. I only read it from books, but I don't know much about it."

Grandson Jue: "In the future, please come to my Qingyan Mountain to get together. I will treat brother Han to taste tea, and I would like to thank brother Han for imparting the secret recipe of wine making handed down from the ancestors!"

Jiang Rui: "You're welcome!"

Song Lingshuang felt very strange seeing the elder Sun Jue calling Han's brother one after another, since he was still wary of him even yesterday.

Seeing Song Lingshuang coming, Changsun Jue looked over, "Are you up? Are you hungry?"

Song Lingshuang: "Hungry!"

Changsun Jue stood up, "I'm going to heat up this morning's plum soup and last night's dumplings, and drink some tea to warm your stomach first." After finishing speaking, he went to the kitchen.

On the first day of the new year, Song Lingshuang congratulated Jiang Rui and sat down at the table.

He looked at the people busy in the kitchen, "He's really rude to you."

Jiang Rui also followed his gaze, and patted his friend on the back with a smile, "Your wife is not bad!"

It was almost noon, and Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue could catch up with Luhuadang's dinner when they set off at this time, so after Song Lingshuang had filled his stomach, the two bid farewell to Jiang Rui.

Before leaving, Changsun Jue did not forget to ask Jiang Rui to go to Qingyan Mountain to meet him for tea.

Jiang Rui cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I will live up to Brother Huaijing's invitation, and I will go when the spring begins!"

Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue didn't control the sword immediately, they walked towards the ice lake along the path they came from.Because Song Lingshuang said yesterday's mandarin fish was good, and wanted to get two more for Mrs. Shuang and the others to take back.

While walking, Changsun Jue suddenly said: "Your brother, not bad."

This compliment came too unexpectedly, Song Lingshuang couldn't help but startled for a moment, and then couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "I knew you could chat!"

He was delighted in his heart, and walked to the front with joyful steps.

He heard Changsun Jue calling him from behind, so he turned around.

Changsun Jue: "Let's spend Chinese New Year next year at Qingyan Mountain, okay? Just the two of us."

Song Lingshuang readily agreed: "Okay! Where to live and how to live are all up to you."

The winter sun shone on Chang Sun Jue's face, and even his brows and eyes became warm.A snowflake slowly drifted down from the tree, just happened to land on his eyelashes, and was turned into crystals by the heat in his eyes.

Song Lingshuang walked up to him, wrapped his fur jacket tightly, and smiled, "Let's go, catch fish! After catching fish, go home!"

"Ah."

For some people, the most beautiful life is daily life.The two walked side by side on the country road wrapped in silver, and it was another year of peace.

"By the way, you said just now that you would listen to me how you want to live, but is it true?"

"Naturally it's true! Wait... what are you thinking? Or... why don't you tell me how you want to live?"

Jiang Rui stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched the backs of the two people disappear at the end of the path.

He still doesn't know that after one year he will receive two hundred jars of wine.Among them, one hundred jars are famous wines from various places, and the other one hundred jars are brewed by Chang Sun Jue himself according to the method he taught.

Along with the wine, there was also a letter written by Song Lingshuang, saying that he could drink the ready-made wine made by his daughter-in-law before it matured.Jiang Rui couldn't laugh or cry, and had to dig a cellar in the backyard to store the wine.

But these are things for later.At this time, Jiang Rui was looking at Song Lingshuang's small thatched hut, hesitating in his heart.

Do you want to replace the bedding in the house with a new one?

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