Da Deyun

The young master is becoming more and more diligent, always staying in the academy; the new students he leads are exhausted, and they will not be lazy for a day with him.It's rare to see him usually, he must have gone to help the teaching forum set up outside the academy, and there are more and more true biography of Mr.

Jiuliang has to go to the Qilin Theater Club in the capital to help talk about Xian'er today, and he has no time to play around; our hall master is just relaxing, thinking about it, he hasn't gone to drink soju for more than half a month!In the blink of an eye, it was winter, and although it hadn't snowed yet, it was getting colder and colder. It happened that the second master was free at noon, and the two made an appointment to take the young master out for a drink.

The three of them were still in the private room of Guangde Building. They were not even born when this restaurant existed!After eating this for many years, it can be regarded as addicted and emotional.

Xiaoer saw them as if he was seeing his own family members, he knew the way and led them upstairs, and picked the best one.The cut-out window is facing the storyteller on the first floor, neither noisy by drinkers nor too quiet and boring.

The food and wine were served, and the three brothers began to drink happily.

The hall master poured the wine and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've come! I'm not happy to pull you back!"

Of course, this is not about the second master.

The young master took up the conversation naturally, with a slight smile: "Isn't it busy?"

"Who is not busy!" The hall master gave a blank look, and said, "There is not even time for a meal!"

The second master lifted his robe, burned Erlang's legs to death, and said: "If you drink him two more glasses, it will be fine. If you get drunk, it will be your fault."

"Hey~" The two looked at each other. .The hall master had a smirk on his face, and he agreed very much: "That's what it means! Go back and carry it home! Just tell me what you came up with."

The second master was happy and raised his hand to beat him.

The young master is obviously the youngest at this table, but he can't make a fuss, the gentleman smiled modestly and said: "Don't worry, there are still some articles in the academy that haven't been put back tonight."

"Come on, you!" The hall master was upset, put down his wine glass heavily, and exposed him: "The article can run away, you are looking for trouble if you have nothing to do! You must drink!"

The second master lowered his eyes, and said in a half-joking tone: "I don't see anyone at home during the day, and I don't even drink alcohol outside?"

Before the young master opened his mouth, the hall master joked: "Are younger brothers and sisters educated so strictly?"

The young master smiled. .Without much explanation, he said, "I just drink it."

"That's right!" The hall master rolled his eyes with a smile, and raised his hand to continue for the young master.

The second master just tasted it, and said casually: "You should take care of it when you go back, don't worry about the academy."

The young master didn't understand the meaning of the words, so he waited quietly.

The hall master ate the dishes, and also spoke up, saying: "That's right, what can be more important than a daughter-in-law."

He can see it himself, and he always thinks that others can see it too, but he forgot that our young master is stubborn.

The second master said: "I heard from Jiu Nang that your daughter-in-law has been ill these two days." His tone was light, as if it was commonplace to gossip.

The young master nodded thoughtfully, and said: "It seems that the weather has turned cold, and I caught the cold." Two days ago, she heard her coughing twice, and kept avoiding him. Get mad at him.

The second master raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at the young master with a dazed look in his eyes; last year when it snowed heavily in the middle of winter, there was also a person who caught cold and fell ill. He took the token to leave the city and hurried on the road for more than half a month...

When Jiu Nang got acquainted with her, she understood her better. Every time she saw her changing ways to please our young master, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he always talked to the second master; the young master is very good, and he treats Xiaozhen well, and the two respect each other as guests , But this kind of neither salty nor bland life is not love.

When your wife cooks for you, what you want to hear is not thank you.

When your wife cuts clothes for you, what you have to listen to is not hard work.

My wife is suffering from the cold, so what I need to listen to is not more rest.

The second master smiled, raised his hand to hold up the cup and had a drink with them, and stopped talking about the family affairs with the young master.

In the world, it is better to be happy than to be happy.

After drinking for three rounds, the three of them were chatting about their daily life, the wind came in by the window, and it was blowing over their chests warmed up by shochu, and they were all lazy.

"Regret, Yuanmen came to laugh."

"I regret burning incense with a thief"

There is a singing voice from the hall on the first floor, called "Ban Liang"

The three of them were cooling off by the window, talking in a few words, and listening to the singing, they all calmed down and listened to a few words.

This song is not unfamiliar.They also listened when they were young, and they could hum a few words when they rapped and sang.

The second master's music theory has always been very good, he leaned his hand on the window sill to listen to the sound, and tapped the rhythm with his index finger.He seems to be listening very carefully, but in fact he just wants to be quiet. After drinking alcohol, he gets dizzy easily.

The young master was on the left side of the second master, with his hands behind his back, looking over his eyes, but he also heard the singing in his ears.

After listening to a few words, the second master tilted his head and smiled, saying: "This singing is not as good as our Tao Zaier."

The young master seemed to have also made a noise, but the second master didn't seem to hear it; the hall master agreed very much, and said with a smile: "Tao Yang is very talented, how many can you find in Shengjing City?"

The second master paused, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Yes, few people can compare."

Second Master turned his head sideways. .Seeing the young master leaning against the window, closing his eyes and rubbing his eyes, he became drunk when he saw the wind after drinking, probably because his head hurts; the second master frowned, and there was a soreness in his heart, it was a kind of uneasiness, A thought that feels like you've done something wrong.The second master looked at the young master, he has grown up, he will not cause trouble to anyone, he behaves in a prudent manner and has never cried and complained of depression, he is no longer the boy he was then; he lowered his head and lowered his eyes for a while, maybe they all misunderstood Master.

Perhaps, he has not been because of willfulness.

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"This song is not as good as our Tao Zai'er."

"nature."

Yes, no one can compare with Tao Yang.

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The three of them got into the carriage and went back to the mansion when night fell. They were so dizzy that they drank sober medicine earlier and had better rest early.

The second master didn't drink much at all, and his mind was sober and he walked steadily. Even if he returned to the house smelling of alcohol, the little lady would scold him again.

Isn't it good to be scolded?It's a joy to think about. .It's much easier to walk.

The young master's steps were a bit jerky, the hall master said that he would not return if he was not drunk, the two of them really hit it off, and now they have to be supported by the servant to walk straight.

After returning to the house, Xiaozhen would naturally take care of him, first she pulled off his coat, and then cooked him hangover soup; the young master leaned on the edge of the bed from the beginning to the end, watching her busy, without speaking, with a calm expression on his face.

Xiaozhen held the hangover soup and said: "Brother Dalin, drink some soup, and you won't have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."

The young master took it, but didn't drink it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Putting it aside, just staring at it like this; frowning from time to time, there seems to be mist in the eyes.

The people in front of you are right in front of you.

He leaned slightly and approached her; Xiaozhen didn't dodge, but slightly lowered her head shyly.

With sour eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her.

When she lowered her eyes and closed her eyes, two lines of tears splashed down.

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"Brother Dalin, why do you always catch cold!"

"I've been sick all the time, did you just coax me!"

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The sweetheart is heartbroken. ~.