Then, one deliberately placed the wooden sword at his waist gently on the table, while the other placed the long and narrow wooden knife heavily on the table.
Tit for tat.
The old man in the middle of the hall downstairs began to tell stories again. As long as the topic of the Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái was temporarily ignored, the old man was very familiar with the way. He gradually entered the best state again and talked endlessly.
After drinking two more bowls of wine, he was really a little drunk. He was tongue-tied and said some inappropriate things. However, in this small town that was far away from trouble, no one really thought about it, and no one cared about it.
The old man said, "I use peach blossoms to buy spring wind, would the deities give it to me? I use green ants to buy the Central Plains, would the emperor sell it? "
Later, people asked where the northwest vassal king went. They all said that he died in the northern expedition to the grasslands. Some said that he died of illness on the way to the capital, but some said that he took off his armor and retired. The old man stretched out a finger and shook it. He sighed with emotion, "Dead, of course he's dead. Think about it, he fought with Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Western Region, the Longyan Plains, and the Beijue City. Not to mention those endless celestial deities. After that, he led the cavalry under his command to the north to attack the grasslands. Alas, our young vassal king with a different surname has accumulated too many injuries. It's really difficult to recover from them. What a pity! Heaven is jealous of heroic talents. You hit the nail on the head! "
On the second floor, Hsu Fengnian almost spat out a mouthful of wine. He stared and said, "You also taught him this?!"
Wen Hua said unhappily, "This Old Man Zhang made it up himself. I feel quite comfortable listening to it."
Soon, the person downstairs said again, "Scholarly honors are only taken from horses. Take off the saddle and temporarily enter the restaurant. What a good 'take off the saddle and temporarily enter the restaurant'! If that King of Beiliang was still alive, and if he could come to this restaurant, This Old Man Zhang would be willing to bow to him and not raise his hands! "
Hsu Fengnian said with a smile, "It sounds quite comfortable."
Wen Hua grimaced. "I'll deduct his wages later!"
At this moment, Wen Hua's wife jogged up the stairs. When she saw this table of people, she was slightly embarrassed, and for a moment, she bit her lips and didn't know what to say.
Hsu Fengnian immediately stood up and said in a deep voice, "Hsu Fengnian greets Sister-in-law!"
Not only Hsu Fengnian, even Ginger Mud and White Fox Face stood up. Little Sweet Potato even shouted in a crisp voice, "Hello, Auntie! My name is Little Sweet Potato. Oh, that's not right. My name is Xu Nianliang. Nian as in Nian, Liang as in Beiliang! "
She hurriedly curtsied to Hsu Fengnian, and then smiled at the two sisters-in-law who could make all the women in the world feel ashamed of their inferiority. Finally, she smiled at the cute little sweet potato and said softly, "Hello, little sweet potato."
Little Sweet Potato responded with a big, bright smile.
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "Sister-in-law, please take a seat."
She said apologetically, "I won't sit. I'll go to the kitchen and cook some dishes for you two. I'm not good at cooking, please don't take offense."
She clenched the corner of her clothes with both hands. Even if her man's brother was amiable and easier to get along with than she had imagined, she was still very nervous. She hesitated, looked at the man who turned to smile at her, and mustered up her courage to say to Hsu Fengnian, "Ever since I met Wen Hua, he has been talking about you.
Because he really … In this life, other than his own brother, he only sees you as a brother … Sorry, I'll go downstairs first. "
Before Wen Hua and Hsu Fengnian could say anything to persuade her to stay, she had already turned and went downstairs.
Hsu Fengnian said, "Wen, the reason you can find such a wife is because of this!"
He stuck out his thumb.
Wen Hua puffed out his chest and said with a matter-of-fact face, "Who am I?"
Hsu Fengnian snorted and stuck out two fingers, "Unfortunately, I'm still a little stronger than you. Now I have …"
Before Hsu Fengnian said the word "two" proudly, Jiang Ni snorted coldly and Bai Hu 'er glanced at him coldly.
There was only half a pot of wine left by the guests on the table, and it was quickly distributed to the two of them. Hsu Fengnian coughed and raised his eyebrows, "Wen, where's the wine?!"
Bai Hu 'er stood up and sneered, "I'll go get it. Remember to drink well later, drink slowly."
Hsu Fengnian sat upright and still, as if he was going to die, and nodded vigorously.
Jiang Ni also stood up, "I'll go to the kitchen to help."
Little Sweet Potato cleverly echoed, "I'll go too!"
Wen Hua rubbed his daughter's head, "Yuanyuan, help lead the way."
The little girl was thin-skinned. She finally mustered up the courage to call Uncle Xu or Uncle Xiaonian. She did not expect that after the guy made a face at her, she was scared off and quickly ran away.
The little boy, Wen Liang, was the last to move. After running a few steps, he turned around and shouted, "Uncle Xiaonian!"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and smiled, "I came in a hurry this time and forgot to bring a greeting gift. Uncle will make it up next time!"
The little boy nodded vigorously. Just as he turned around and ran a few steps, he turned around again and shouted, "Uncle Xiaonian, my father said that it's okay to call you father-in-law!"
Hsu Fengnian really spat out a mouthful of wine this time. He was probably close to vomiting blood.
All sorts of feelings welled up in his heart.
Wen Hua held his stomach with one hand and laughed.
After drinking the last of the wine in their bowls, the two of them did not speak again.
The storyteller downstairs also came to an end.
"Even if there are thousands of emotions, even if there are thousands of feelings, who will you tell them to? Who will listen? "
"People in the world, even if they can't bear to part, they will eventually have to part. Even if there are regrets in the world, don't worry. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and turned around to ask, "Wen Hua, where did you find this storyteller? He's really good at telling stories."
Wen Hua smiled and said, "Back then, this old master happened to pass by this restaurant. At that time, I was still just a waiter. But when I heard the old mister's sour tone, it was very similar to you back then. So, I persuaded the old shopkeeper to stay. I wanted to let him tell me about your stories in the martial world … "
Wen Hua raised his bowl and realized that there was no more wine, but he did not put it down, "The more I listened, the more I thought that one day in the future, when both of us are around, I must invite Old Zhang to sit down and then ask you to treat him to a glass of wine."
Hsu Fengnian also raised his empty bowl and clinked it with Wen Hua, "It's my duty."
White Fox's face brought over three pots of wine. They were neither good nor expensive, but the taste was strong enough. That was all.
After she placed the two pots of wine on the table, Wen Hua slapped his forehead, "Although the restaurant doesn't sell Beiliang's Green Ant Wine, I still have a few jars hidden."
Hsu Fengnian smiled, "What's the rush? Drink first."
Wen Hua nodded, "That's true. It's finally a good time for us brothers to drink and eat meat without holding back. We don't have to worry about whether we'll have the next meal. We should drink more."
White Fox's face did not sit down. She carried the pot of wine and walked towards the railing, her back facing the two men from afar.
Wen Hua asked softly, "How are you doing?"
Hsu Fengnian thought for a moment, "Not bad."
Wen Hua smiled, "I'm doing better than you, so today's wine is on me."
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes, "Why do you say that?"
Wen Hua stretched out his thumb and pointed behind him, "I have two children. You only have one!"
Hsu Fengnian originally wanted to compare the number of wives he had, but he suddenly thought of White Fox's face embroidered with winter spring thunder on his waist. She was standing right there. He could only grit his teeth and say, "You win!"
When the storyteller stopped telling stories, the customers in the restaurant did not refill their glasses and quickly dispersed.
After drinking the two pots of inferior but strong wine, Wen Hua got up to get the Green Ant Wine that he had kept for a long time. He even pulled the old gentleman to the second floor. Hsu Fengnian also got up to toast the old man with a big bowl of Green Ant Wine. At that time, the old man hurriedly got up. Although the other party asked him to drink as much as he wanted, the old man still tried his best to drink half a bowl.
The old man only knew that the man who could not be considered too young was the brother of the restaurant's shopkeeper. He was probably called Little Nian. Just like the King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian had the character Nian in his name.
After the old man drank the bowl of Green Ant Wine that really burned his mouth and intestines, he wobbled his farewells and went downstairs. He felt that after drinking so much wine today, he had achieved his goal. In particular, after accepting the toast of that strange man at the end, he felt that it was somewhat … quite worthy of pride. As for why exactly, the old man was seventy to eighty percent drunk. He did not think deeply about it, but he also could not think deeply about it.
On this day, Hsu Fengnian finally got drunk again.
After he finished his first trip to Liangyang Lake, he returned to Liangzhou and returned to Mount Qingliang. It was very strange. After that, it seemed that he really did not get drunk again.
The two groups of women and children sat at a table far away on the second floor. From beginning to end, they did not disturb the two men who were drinking and chatting.
Hsu Fengnian said drunkenly that he found a place surrounded by mountains and brought them to live in seclusion.
He said that they all knew Li Dong and a little monk called Wu Nanbei went to Gangnam-do. The little monk said that he wanted to build a temple. Because when there was a temple, there would be pilgrims. With pilgrims, there would be incense money. With incense money, even if he could not become a Buddha and burn Buddhist relics, he would still have money to buy rouge and face powder for Li Dong.
He said that his younger brother, Xu Longxiang, also found a wife that he was satisfied with. The woman called Murong Longshui, for Huang Man'er, turned from a two-hundred-pound fatty to a hundred-pound woman.
He said that he must find that guy called Chen Zhibao. He did not believe that this bullsh * t War Sage in White was really dead. He must ask him why in person.
He said that he originally wanted to introduce a guy called Zhao Zhu to Wen Hua. Unfortunately, that bastard was too stingy. He was not even willing to treat people to drinks, so he let it go.
He said that a guy who used to be called Zhao Zhuan and his wife settled down in Beiliang's Daoling Prefecture and became a private school teacher. It was quite good.
He said that the former Sect Leader of Wudang, Li Yufu, should not have left. It was not worth it, even if that young Daoist did it for the sake of the common people.
He said that it was a pity that Wen Hua did not get to see the magnificent scene of thousands of exiled immortals descending like rain.
He said that he did not know if his disciple, Li Dong, could really become a land flood dragon and become the last land immortal in the world.
He said that his Xu family had changed to the residence of the Beiliang Prefect. He could not bring Wen Hua there to show off.
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