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The quiet moonlight sprinkled by the full moon enveloped Feiluan Village between the mountains.

People living here love to drink a little bit of wine. Both men and women, young and old, seem to find special reasons to drink.

Drink it when the farm is busy to relieve fatigue, drink it in the autumn harvest, celebrate it, and drink it even more in the winter, because it is idle..., home-brewed small wines are available in various categories, and drinking small wines while talking about the mountains is life for them An indispensable adjustment product in China.

Zhang Xiaojian and others are also drinking.

Because after the mouth foam flew for almost an hour, they finalized the details of the Tim Chai Ren plan.

Drinking is not to celebrate the outline of the Tian Chai people plan, but after confirming this, they will also bid farewell to this small village, so it is to parte.

Uncle Sun took Ye Mozhu and Wang Wan'er away with a face, bought some beef and mutton, small roast, and various seasonings, and brought back a piece of smoked pork head extravagantly.

For this dinner, Ye Mozhu finally saved the trouble and ate shabu-shabu.

The stove came in handy after roasting sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes. A broken pot that had long been blackened was seated on the stove. Water was poured over the seasonings, and the slices of meat and vegetables were thrown in. The fragrance overflowed.

Zhang Xiaojian, Ye Mozhu and others are used to eating sesame sauce dishes, but Wang Waner prefers sesame oil and vinegar dishes.

So I asked Yaya to be the judge and asked which flavor of shabu-shabu was more delicious. Yaya dipped the mahjong seasoning and the dipping sauce of sesame oil and vinegar and tasted it, and gave a true answer: "The meat is the best!"

Everyone: "..."

It's hard for them to think that Ya-Ya doesn't eat meat much throughout the year, so this answer is very true. Meat is delicious. For children, if they can eat meat openly, that's a treat only during holidays.

So she eats very fragrant, regardless of what dip she uses.

Feiluan Village is a small condensed city. Some of the people living here cannot imagine how rich they are, and some you cannot imagine how poor they are.

Yaya's old father and Uncle Sun is obviously poor.

Although he can speak two sentences of English, he can teach children to recite 26 letters and simple textbooks of old English.

But this will get some respect in Feiluan Village. Well, it's just some respect. Uncle Sun, who has no other source of income, only relies on government pensions and the meager salary of a school that has not been opened for months. Food and drink can be provided. Sure, but if you want to say something else, that's a familiar nonsense.

Zhang Xiaojian took a sip of the roast and asked Uncle Sun: "Uncle, you will keep a few more days. If we leave tomorrow, someone will come to deliver coal, and the school will start as soon as it can start."

Uncle Sun witnessed the talk of these young people not long ago. After hearing the words, he smiled and said in a real way: "When it's not winter, there will be a wave of officials and officials. That's the same thing. Two months have passed now..."

Zhang Xiaojian was holding a piece of beef and putting it in his mouth. After hearing the words, he almost burned his tongue and said: "It's not the same, they need to go through procedures, we don't have procedures."

Uncle Sun raised the small pot, touched the table, and said as a toast: "Anyway, if classes can start, I will thank you on behalf of the children here. In fact, many children are willing to go to school."

After speaking, he took a sip and killed the glass of wine

Liu Mei looked at Ya-Ya who was sitting next to him and asked jokingly: "Will you go to school then Ya-Ya?"

Yaya shouted with a greasy mouth: "I am willing, I am most willing to go to school!"

Zhang Xiaojian remembered that when he was a child, he was willing to take his sister to play, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you fall in love with school?"

Yaya sipped a sip of potato flour in an old-fashioned tone, and said, "Because I can only go out if I study well. I want to go to college."

"I think you just want to go out and play." Liu Mei scraped Xiao Yaya's nose and said with a smile.

Yaya shook her head vigorously: "No, you can only go to the city when you go to college, and you can find a good job in the city after college. Then I will take my dad to live with me in the city and live a better life. There is meat to eat every day!"

She used her own logic when she was young,

These remarks are of course accustomed to the old grandson. Hearing Yaya said he was going to take him to the city, he even giggled, feeling that the girl was not in vain.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Uncle Sun’s smirk, took the wine glass and offered him a cup in the air, saying: “It’s said that the girl is a little cotton-padded jacket, it’s so warm.”

Uncle Sun said "hehe" and didn't speak, but under the dim yellow light, the pleats squeezed out of his smiling face seemed to be filled with smiles in every seam.

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Yaya's dream is actually to become the current Yue Liang.

He was also drinking, but it was completely different from the health-preserving wine that Zhang Xiaojian and the others drank. The wine he drank was quite immortal.

Whether it's the old village chief Hu or the elders sitting there, each one can drink better.

Being able to drink is of course the amount of alcohol he has trained for so many years, and Yue Liang is not bad.

While drinking, he coughed: "I was talking about investment theory just now. Once I have heard about it, forget it. To be honest, the company is not short of capital injections now, so the whole village knows that it must be tricked. , Say it privately, if you are willing to vote, you can vote a little, and those who can not bring it should not bring it."

After hearing the words, everyone took a look at you and I understood, and they said, this is what Yue Liang said.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Looking at the moon outside the window, Yue Liang, who found that the moonlight seemed no longer so bright, felt that he had reached the limit, and then he waved his hand to indicate that it was no longer possible.

No one continued to persuade him to drink, but Hu sent him back to the room.

Without taking off his clothes, Yue Liang fell on the kang and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it has been before, anyway, it was still dark, Yue Liang sat up a little nauseously, feeling that the wine had reached his throat, forced himself to rush into the bathroom, holding the toilet and vomiting.

After vomiting, he felt that the spinning world finally stopped, and his body was much more comfortable.

He swayed back to the room with the wall, pressed the switch, the light turned on, and then he stiffened in place.

The reason for the stiffness was not because he wanted to go back and vomit another wave, but because he saw that the shabby table that had been used since childhood was full of money.

Very neat, piles of high and bottom are scattered, and each pile of money is covered with a white note.

He staggered and picked up the most recent one, and saw the amount, name, and address written on the slip of paper.

Then he put down the note, took out the chair and sat down, staring at the hill of money.

Of course, all this was in his expectation. He was stiff and dazed because he didn't expect it to be so fast. According to his estimation, it should have been tomorrow.

He felt that he still underestimated the sight of his relatives.

Thinking of this, Yue Liang sniffed vigorously.

Most of the money that can be delivered here tonight is the money hidden in his own home, and it is placed in a strange place, so he not only smelled the soil, lime, chicken shit, but also smelled a lot of smells he couldn't recognize.

These smells were not as good as the paper smell of new hundred-dollar bills taken from the bank, so he looked forward to tomorrow more and more.