[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Chapter 6

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming as scheduled.

Guizhi on the moon.

There is an osmanthus tree in the Taoist yard.This tree was on this land from the very beginning, and the Taoist priest kept it intact when he built the yard.Now, sweet-scented osmanthus is exuding an intoxicating fragrance, which has become the best embellishment of the festival.

The lanterns on the lantern poles were already lit, giving off a warm yellow glow--a reflection of the moon above, which lit up a section of the sky.

A group of people gathered on the stone table in the courtyard of the Taoist priest's house, celebrating the festive season lively.

The freshly caught fat sea crabs are directly steamed and placed in the center of the stone table.There are also ten special dishes around, including brine shrimp, peanuts, spicy fried sea crab, charcoal-roasted beef, assorted vegetables...all of which can be eaten while drinking, and you can throw away your chopsticks and use your hands as chopsticks when you are happy dishes.The fine wine has been prepared - mainly for Lu Xiaofeng, a drunkard, and Yan Qingping to accompany him.

Sun Xiuqing, Sun Xiuqing...is her injury well? Not only can she not drink alcohol, she can't even eat seafood.

How miserable.

The wine is the high-quality "Yuhuchun" produced by the system, and Yan Qingping puts it into the wine jar from the pendant that he will never empty.The taste is clear, the wine is soft, and there is no after-effect after drinking, but it is very easy to induce sleep - it can be used as a sleeping drink.There are a lot of seafood tonight, so it is suitable to drink this kind of mild liquor, otherwise it will hurt the stomach.

Wine is good wine, and the aroma of wine lingers on everyone's nose.Sun Xiuqing is a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, and he also loves wine, and he loves this kind of clear wine even more.So her eyes were a little more pitiful...

Yan Qing was expressionless and resisted his sister Xiuqing's eyes for a while, feeling that his defense was a little low and he might not be able to hold it.However, as a qualified doctor, he must not allow the patient to be willful - you must know that he has already lifted Sun Xiuqing's ban on oil, and he must never retreat from the front line!

"Brother Qingping, you sister Xiuqing finally had a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, do you have the heart to let me watch others eat and drink hot food while you get through it?" Sun Xiuqing blinked, indicating that she had caught the Mid-Autumn Festival. Conquer the weakness of the Taoist leader.

A soft-hearted group.

Sun Xiuqing in the original book is actually an excellent woman.She is one of the three heroes and four talents, daring to love and hate, with the chicness of the children of the world and the gentleness of a little girl.

For the sake of love, she gave up the revenge of killing her teacher.Although in fact, Dugu Yihe's death was caused by various parties, but the person who killed him was indeed Ximen Chuuxue.No matter how she explained it, she was married to her master-killing enemy.

Do you regret it?Do you not regret it?

Sun Xiuqing looked softly at Ximen Wuhen and Lu Xiaofeng who were happily grabbing meat, and at Yan Qingping who was about to shake with a cold face.

This night was the most relaxing night she had left Wanmei Villa in such a long time.The unwillingness entrenched in her heart was dispelled by this warm scene, and Shi Ran suddenly appeared in her heart.

Nothing to regret.Love is love, and when it's over, it's over.So what if a relationship is broken?She has a son, a friend, a happy and painful past, and she will definitely have a beautiful future in the future.

People in the rivers and lakes, walking in the rivers and lakes, everyone must be responsible for their own choices.She has no regrets, just like the name Ximen Chuuxue gave her son - Wuhen.

That period of love is over, from beginning to end, she has been consummated.

She had received God's love, and she ended this love with dignity.

Since then, there is no love and no hatred.

very nice.

She softened her voice and stared at Yan Qingping softly: "Little brother Qingping, can you really let me have a drink?"

Thank you, soft-hearted little Taoist chief.

Yan Qingping couldn't bear it any longer: "Forget it, just wait." He walked under the elm tree in the backyard, took his sword and dug out a jug of wine——Ximen Chuuxue might have a duel with him when he saw this scene—— It is the altar of green plum brew that was buried when the small courtyard was just built.Then he took out a glazed cup from his backpack—the two men drank from the jar.

This altar of wine has just been brewed, more like juice than wine, but better than nothing.Crabs are cold in nature, so other wines are not suitable for drinking except white wine.Sun Xiuqing can't eat crabs, so let's comfort her with this jar of fruit wine.

The Taoist priest returned to the front yard with the wine in his arms, and poured a cup of green plum wine for the smiling Sun Xiuqing.

The glass cups are brought by the herbal tea stalls in the "Jinling Night Market" event, and they are crystal clear.The first brewed greengage wine is light yellow, with a faint light in the glass cup, as if a moon is held in the wine cup.

"It's so beautiful!" Sun Xiuqing said in amazement while holding the wine cup.

"Wow, Qingping, you hid the wine and didn't give it to me!" Lu Xiaofeng, who was already smelling of alcohol, came over, "I want it too!" While speaking, he desperately blinked his big watery eyes at Daoist Priest.

"No, eating crabs is not suitable for drinking fruit wine." The Taoist priest ruthlessly rejected him, and gave Sun Xiuqing the whole jar of wine.

Sun Xiuqing glanced at Lu Xiaofeng with the eyes of a victor, and looked at the moonlight with a smile while hugging her wine jar and cup.

Wine, cinnamon, vegetables.Drunk before drinking.

"Qingping, where did you find so many good wines?" Lu Xiaofeng retracted his head in disappointment, and continued to fight with his spicy crab.

"I made it." Yan Qingping shamelessly added Yuhuchun to his list of self-brewed wines.

"Wow! Qingping, you know how to make wine!" Xiao Fenghuang smiled and leaned over again, "You see, you don't like drinking very much, and you have to taste wine after brewing. But I know wine very well. So, Do you think I am suitable to be your professional wine taster? Let's make wine together and drink together, how suitable it is."

Yan Qingping chuckled: "Ugly refusal."

Then, regardless of the confused Lu Xiaofeng, he went to Ximen Xiaoxue's side.

The child has almost eaten, but he is afraid to eat spicy crabs, and is waiting to eat the steamed crabs that have not yet been eaten in the middle.

Yan Qingping saw that the dishes were almost eaten, so he shouted: "Old Zhou! Help us remove the plates! We're eating crabs!"

"Come on." Lao Zhou rushed over with a smile.The three of them are also celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival, but they are on the other side.Yan Qingping is a good host, the dishes on both sides are similar, and Yan Qingping even gave them a few jars of Yuhuchun.

Lao Zhou took away their dishes and put out empty plates for eating crabs - oh, Sun Xiuqing didn't - and put a plate of vinegar on each of them.

Lu Xiaofeng took a big crab and tossed it impatiently.

The Taoist priest admired the way Lu Xiaofeng was tossing the crabs for a while, and then offered the magic weapon for eating crabs - eight pieces of crabs, easily and skillfully removed the crab meat, and put them on Ximen Xiaoxue's plate.

Ximen Xiaoxue was a bit shy—he was already an older child and could eat by himself—but he was still happy to eat the ready-made crab meat.He eats, the Taoist leader disassembles, one big and one small are very harmonious.

Sun Xiuqing was so happy that she didn't have to take care of the children by herself, she leaned on the table and enjoyed the moonlight while tasting green plum wine.

"Wow, Qingping, don't let me use some of your good things!" Lu Xiaofeng started to yell again.

The caring Taoist priest actually prepared it for him long ago.Hearing this, he said with a smile: "In that case, Pindao will make a change for you." Then he took out a set of eight crabs that had been prepared for him a long time ago, "Look, it's changed."

Lu Xiaofeng thought it was him who hid it in his sleeves ahead of time, so he didn't care.He just said: "Qingping, I've seen through you. You're a charlatan, you're so bad."

Yan Qingping smiled: No, it's just that I can't help but want to bully you.

The happy time passed quickly, and the mooncakes prepared by Yan Qingping failed to be served—everyone was too full.

Lu Xiaofeng drank too much, even if Yuhuchun wasn't a strong drink, the stamina was enough to turn him into a drunk little phoenix.

Drunk Lu Xiaofeng lay down on the table and sang: "To be happy in life is to have fun, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon..." He sang these two lines over and over again, it was very ugly.

After singing over and over for a while, Lu Xiaofeng got under the table and fell asleep.

It was very late, and Ximen Xiaoxue was also sleepy.Sun Xiuqing picked up her son, and Yan Qingping, who hadn't been drinking much, picked up Lu Xiaofeng, ending the celebration.

"I'll see Miss Xiuqing tomorrow, good night."

"Well, see you tomorrow, Qingping." Sun Xiuqing carefully hugged her half-asleep son, and walked back to the bedroom.Ximen Xiaoxue whispered: "It would be great if Uncle Yan was my father...

Sun Xiuqing was a little distressed, but also a little funny: The little guy is still looking for a father for himself?

Over there, Yan Qingping carried Lu Xiaofeng very tenderly, and threw him on his bed—in Yan Qingping's retreat room, these two days when Lu Xiaofeng came, this room became his bedroom—tear him away He covered him with a blanket over his shoes, and prepared to leave in disgust.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng was still asleep: "Qingping, don't stay at home, let's go to Baihualou together, I will introduce you a new friend, his name is Huamanlou, you will definitely like him..." Then fell asleep.

Yan Qingping couldn't laugh or cry.But these words remained in his heart—Hua Manlou, he really wanted to get to know her.

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The bald author has nothing to repay, so he can only give the little angel here.

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In other words, why haven't I finished writing the daily routine!I want to write a case!I want to write clearly!I want to write about growing up as a father (no

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