Chapter 16

"Well“

Jin Xiaoxiao burps, touches his tummy, smiles at Xue Mingqing and says, "as the saying goes, the more cute the animal, the more delicious the taste."

Although it was early summer, there was always a chill in the woods at night.

Jin Xiaoxiao can't help shivering and sneezing. Their clothes are all wet. I'm afraid they will catch a cold today.

Alas!

Jin Xiaoxiao sighed in his heart. In this age of no hospital, no cold medicine, no cephalosporin, a small typhoid cold can kill a person at any time.

Uncle Wu turned out two bottles of knives in the basket: "girl, would you like some wine to warm your body?"

Jin Xiaoxiao hit it, hit it, and since he came across the world, Jin Xiaoxiao has not drunk wine, and the wine bug in his stomach can't wait for him. In this Kung Fu meeting, he watched Uncle Wu's wine pot wave to himself, hoping to snatch it and get drunk so as to comfort his fragile heart,

She nodded like a pound of garlic, and could not wait to take the wine pot in Uncle Wu's hand.

Opened the spout, suddenly a strong aroma of wine mixed with sorghum, into the nose of Jin Xiaoer.

She swallowed, closed her eyes and took a sip.

The sharp liquor cut his throat, and the hot taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

The taste of burning knives is really mellow and sweet.

A soft throat at the entrance.

It's so delicious.

"Tut!" Jin Xiaoxiao gave Uncle Wu a thumbs up and said, "good wine."

Her behavior is quite natural and unrestrained, very much like... Liangshan hero.

Xue Mingqing was quite surprised. When did he see the young ladies of those aristocratic families drinking this kind of liquor.

Jin Xiaoxiao handed the wine pot to Xue Mingqing and asked, "take a breath and get warm."

Xue Mingqing was not arrogant and pretentious. She took the bottle and took a sip. Then

He suddenly coughed up: "cough... This wine is really strong."

He is the son of a noble family. He always drinks the fragrance of cold pool, the white autumn dew and the green bamboo leaves. For the first time, he drinks a pot of inferior shaodao with less than two coppers.

"Ha ha ha..."

Jin Xiaoxiao and Uncle Wu laughed at the same time.

Uncle Wu said: "boy, I haven't drunk such a strong bar."

Looking at Xue Mingqing, Jin Xiaoxiao can't help thinking of a famous drunk's saying: ride the fastest horse, climb the highest mountain, eat the hottest food, drink the strongest wine, play with the sharpest knife and kill the cruelest people.

If you can live in this world like "Feng Si Niang", you will not be in vain.

Uncle Wu drinks too much and falls on one side of the hay stack. Jin Xiaoxiao drinks with Xue Mingqing and chats.

That night, they talked from poetry to Philosophy of life.

Xue Mingqing can't help but have a different understanding of Jin Xiaoxiao. Such a woman has an unusual vision and has a lot of opinions on military affairs.

When he talks, he seems to feel that Jin Xiaoxiao is an old friend who has been reunited for a long time.

Moreover, Jin Xiaoxiao and one of his best friends have a very similar character.

Xue Mingqing drank the last knife and said to Jin Xiaoxiao with a smile, "you are like a good friend of mine. If you have a chance in the future, I will introduce you."

Jin Xiaoxiao nodded and said with a smile, "well, your old Xue's friend is my friend. We have a deal."

When the rain stops and the wind stops, the night gradually fades away. A beam of light comes, which seems to connect the sky and the earth. The newborn sun dispels the dense forest, and the air is fresh after the rain.

Jin Xiaoyao thinks about Uncle Wu and plans to return to the mountain village.

However, Xue Mingqing said goodbye to Jin Xiaoxiao. Yesterday, he had met the four men in black. He was looking at the direction they were going. He should have searched from the mountain village. Since he didn't find them, that was the best discovery.

Watching Xue Mingqing leave, Jin Xiaoxiao and Uncle Wu set foot on the way home.

"Bang... Pa... Clang..."

"Cheap girl, see how I deal with her when she comes back."

When Jin Xiaoxiao got off the donkey cart, he heard a sharp angry voice from a woman in the courtyard. Who else could Qian be.

She frowned. It seemed that there was still a hard fight to fight.

She took out two liang silver from her purse and put it into Uncle Wu's hand: "Uncle Wu, this is your reward for three months. I need your help for the next three months."

It's not a small sum to put two liang of silver in a farmer's house.

In addition to planting crops, Uncle Wu's family can't save so much money even if they don't eat or drink for a year.

Uncle Wu stares at the silver in his hand in a daze. It seems that he is scared.

"Ya... Girl, this... This..."

Jin Xiaoxiao took Uncle Wu's hand and said with a smile, "Uncle Wu, take it. From now on, you'll follow me. I promise you'll be popular and drink spicy."

Uncle Wu nodded again and again. Jin Xiaoxiao looked at him. He was afraid that he would nod his head down. He said: "it's late. You've been busy all day. You'd better go back and report peace to Aunt Wu first."

With that, Jin Xiaoxiao turned and pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard, ready to welcome a new round of storm.