"Aren't you curious about who I am?" The son said with a smile, "What if I am a bad person?"
"If you're a bad guy, how can you go for a walk in Huaxi on a rainy day." The girl looked at the petals on the ground, and then looked across the stream. The peach blossoms were so dense that I could no longer see the spring plum blossoms. When the girl looked down at the mud again, she caught a glimpse of the pure plum petals in the crooked flower basket.
"This basket can be regarded as a gift for me to generously borrow an umbrella for the girl." The black robe boy waved his sleeves and the rain stopped. "When the drunk spring breeze is brewing, I will be brazen to ask for a drink." , The wind blows under the feet, and it flies away.
The girl was startled, and shouted at the shadow: "Then I have brewed the wine, why would I invite you?"
The shadow only said: "I will come here uninvited when the wine is ready."
Before Yuer had time to ask the stranger's name, she just chased forward two steps before the shadow disappeared. The breeze of Huaxi at the beginning of the spring rain was blowing, and the layers of water patterns were printed with the rays of the sun in the clouds rushing to Yu'er by the river, hitting the shore and returning back, a few petals of spring plum fell on the surface of the water, flying with the waves.
"It's really weird, when will I make any wine, can you still know?" Yu'er secretly pouted her lips, didn't take it to heart, took care of her dress, left the stream with the flower basket, and returned to herself In the bamboo house, he began to make wine. Yu'er's residence is not far from Huaxi, but it is far from the crowds, it is very simple and elegant, but it is too deserted. It’s just that Yu’er doesn’t feel that it’s okay to leave the family alone and live by the flower stream. She is free, close to mountains and rivers, and can smell different fragrances throughout the year. You can pick different flowers and fruits and produce different ones. Good wine, pouring and drinking is also fun.
Yu'er put down the flower basket in front of the brewing station, looked at the petals in the basket, and remembered the strange boy he met by the stream. He was not familiar with his face at all, but always felt like he had seen it somewhere. Yu'er shook her head and said to her heart that several nearby villages had been there by herself. It is inevitable that people with similar faces will pass by on the road. Use bamboo tweezers to pick up a bunch of petals, and gently roll them in a stone mill. Back and forth, the plum blossom's light air is only wispy, and the petals are mixed with the crushed juice, and the color is really beautiful. Yu'er chose the most suitable wine jar, humming a small tune from her hometown, and she was so busy thinking that there is another jar of wine to be created by herself.
In front of the bamboo house, there is a small swing built by herself. In the evening, Yuer soaked a pot of freshly picked tea, put out a few plates of snacks, and watched the sunset slowly, the skirt swinging with the wind, like a mermaid in the South China Sea. The tail is as good-looking and dexterous as it is. The newly sealed Drunken Spring Breeze was placed under the root of the wall, and the name of the wine written in red paper was pasted. Yuer looked at the wine jar and looked forward to it.
"I just expect the wine to be ready soon, and I didn't deliberately wait for anyone." Yu'er didn't know who was talking to, she took her gaze away from the wine jar and muttered to herself as she stared at the sunset in a daze. Since there was an accident at the age of 16, Yu'er can't remember what happened when she was a child. Her parents only told her that she had always been an obedient and sensible child, growing up steadily. If it weren't for that accident, she would continue. Grow up steadily.
Speaking of accidents, I also learned from my parents that Yu'er had a sudden illness when he was 16 years old. The medicine and the stone were not working, and the whole body had a fever, and he was in a coma for seven days and seven nights. The elders of the clan invited the elders who had lived in seclusion for a hundred years, and went to the Paradise in person to ask for the elixir of the fairy mountain. Only then did Yu'er pick up a small life and come back. The fate was picked up, and the memories of the sixteen years have been like catkins in the wind, blowing away, scattered, and remembering some fragments sparsely, it is not easy to recognize all the parents.
The parents love Yu'er and they keep comforting her. Yu'er doesn't care about it. It's not a good thing to have no memories of the past. In case of the most sad thing in the best age, you can't do it if you want to forget it completely. When it comes, why don't you just come out in a hurry
Anyway, there is no memory to remember, Yuer only cherishes the situation in front of her. The happiest thing right now is to wait for the drunk spring breeze to begin. Zui Chunfeng, such a good spring wine, does not need to be sealed for too long, and the altar can be opened after a small full. Time goes by like a stream of flowers and water, and soon, it's time for a good wine to be made.
According to the usual practice, Yuer added a pot, brought a few plates of side dishes, and sat down in a free space by Huaxi, set out the side dishes, poured two cups, picked up one of them, and directed them. The stream yelled, "If you don't come again, I'll just drink up all the wine by myself."
It’s weird. As long as Yu’er takes the wine and sits by the stream, there will be a drunkard who will smell it. Today is a good day to open the altar with the drunken spring breeze. According to the seal, Huaxi should The waves rushed out of a wine fairy. Now the good wine is poured, and the fragrance is almost drifting along the flower stream to the other end of the world. Why is no one answering