Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

The next day, the sky was clear and the air was clear.

After Yang Ge's family of three had breakfast, he put on the coarse cloth clothes he used to do rough work, put on a bamboo hat, jumped up on the eaves of the tiles, and carefully scraped off the bird droppings and moss on the tile surfaces with a knife, tile by tile.

The little maid from the Xie family who was also sweeping the yard next door looked up and saw him. She waved her hands in surprise and shouted, Brother, when did you come back?

Yang Ge waved in response: I just arrived last night.

The little maid lied: Is it too early? We were just going to be too early.

Yang Ge: Thanks, I've already eaten.

Little maid: I just saw smoke coming from your chimney. I thought it was Brother Liu who came over to clean up your house again.

Yang Ge: Haha, you go about your business first. I'll clean up the yard today. I'll invite your sister over for dinner at noon tomorrow.

The little maid agreed: Okay, then I can go there early tomorrow to help you?

Yang Ge smiled and replied: That's a good feeling.

He lowered his head and continued to focus on cleaning up the tile eaves, bit by bit clearing away all the dead leaves and weeds accumulated in the middle of the tiles.

After cleaning up, he jumped back into the yard, picked up a big bamboo broom and swept away the dead leaves, weeds and moss on the eaves. Then he changed the brown-haired broom and swept the entire yard twice. In the end, he still felt uncomfortable. It was not clean enough, so I put down the broom and walked into the kitchen house, carried out the large water tank half a man tall, used a gourd and ladle to scoop out the water that Fang Ke had picked up last night, and carefully washed the entire courtyard. It wasn't until the original color of the bluestone was revealed on the stone slabs in the courtyard that he put down the water ladle with satisfaction and turned around to get the pole and bucket from the kitchen house.

But when he walked to the door with the bucket, he stopped again...

He thought for a moment, then put down his pole and strode toward the backyard. Xiao Huang saw this and followed his pace with a wagging tail.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Erhei, who had been fighting in the backyard all night last night, came up to him and shook his head, rubbing his big head against him.

You two stay away...

Yang Ge pushed Erhei and Xiaohuang away, releasing the faint blue Guishui Qi that slowly seeped into the deserted vegetable field. He walked around and felt it calmly.

After wandering around the vegetable field, he stopped at the northwest corner of the vegetable field and increased his energy output...

After a moment, he used his hand as a knife and slashed at the muddy ground under his feet.

The bright golden sword energy flashed away, and a several-inch-long gap appeared in the mud.

Yang Ge stared at the gap, spread his fingers, and sprayed a stream of Guishui Qi from his palm into the gap. After a few breaths, he suddenly lifted it up, and a clear line of water spurted out along the gap. …

He dipped his finger into a little spring water and put it into his mouth to taste... Oh, it's a bit sweet!

Farmers, mountain springs, and some fields!

It's all done!

He patted his thigh happily: Martial arts is really a good thing!

He walked briskly to get a shovel from the tool room, took a sip of saliva on each hand in a ritualistic manner, twisted his waist, and then shoveled down the shovel with one shovel to the left and the other to the right...

When the spring water gushing out of the gap was barely enough to cover the instep of his feet, he had already dug a well one meter square and as high as one person on the spot.

He jumped up from the well, humming Today is a good day, went to the corner to pick up the strips of bluestone left behind when the house was demolished, and cut them with a hand knife into pieces as smooth as polished stone bricks.

He laid these stone bricks tightly to the bottom of the well, leaving only the water outlet, and then built them up layer by layer along the four walls of the well. The wellhead was directly surrounded by four complete bluestone strips, just to wait for the glutinous rice later. Juice binding.

Work together!

He clapped his hands and admired his craftsmanship with great satisfaction. He felt proudly that if he could wear it again, he could be an engineering team member by himself and make a fortune in three to five years!

Well, I'm not afraid of encountering a shady boss who doesn't pay after the work is done!

Yang Ge flirted for a while, then he happily stroked the little yellow dog's head, waved to it and said: Let's go, add some food for lunch!

Erhei, who was lying down in the wasteland and taking a nap in the distance, saw that he was about to leave, and immediately got up again, opening his mouth to take his sleeve.

Yang Ge avoided its fangs, held the horse's head with his backhand and rubbed it wildly: Just stay there, I will come and build a stable for you in the afternoon...

…

A small second entrance to the hospital.

Yang Ge can always find a job.

Get water supply today, rebuild toilets tomorrow, drainage the day after, clear wasteland and grow vegetables the day after that...

The small courtyard seems to be a world of its own.

Yang Ge stayed at home and enjoyed himself.

On the other side, the old shopkeeper who didn’t see Yang Gelai’s Inn in the first place and the old innkeeper who didn’t see Yang Gelai in the second place couldn’t sit still. He came to Chaimen Street with a cane. As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by this completely changed courtyard. Dazzled.

The old shopkeeper pointed at the tap water next to the kitchen with his crutch: Is this all you are busy with at home these days?

Yang Ge cheerfully invited the old man to sit under the grape trellis: That's right.

The old shopkeeper wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. After a while, he finally said with relief, That's good. We were still thinking, are you hiding from us?

Yang Ge went to the back room to get some tea, and responded with a smile: How can you not? But it is true that I am avoiding your goddaughter.

The old man slapped his thigh: We knew you were hiding from that girl... Why, are you planning to wait until your thirties to get married like your rich brother did?

Yang Ge sat down with the old man: That's a later story. To be honest, with your old eyesight, you really didn't see that your goddaughter is not quite right?

The old man nodded calmly: I see it!

Yang Ge was stunned: Huh?

The old man said slowly: She said she escaped from famine when her family suffered a disaster, but how could there be a daughter from a famine family who was as beautiful as her? And she asked us to meet her. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? What's the matter? As soon as we thought about it, we knew that she must be here for you.

Yang Ge was even more confused: Then you will keep her in the inn?

The old man looked at him with Are you stupid? eyes: What do you care about her plans? People are always true, right? Isn't there an old saying that if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and if you marry a dog, follow the dog? As long as the person comes in Now that I have become a member of your old Yang family, why don’t I have to rely on you for everything in the future? They just want to fish, so let’s just eat their bait and not take the bait!”

The old man looked at the old man with dim eyes, but actually his heart was bright.

Yang Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry: You have...become evil!

The old man shook his cane and said slightly angrily: What nonsense are you talking about!

Yang Ge thought for a while and said: I know you are worried about me, but some things are really not as cheap as you think. Since people dare to lay bait, they are not afraid of us spitting hooks...

He paused and decided to tell the old man everything: That girl came from the palace.

If the old man really didn't know anything and treated Zhao Miao with enthusiasm, he really wouldn't say anything for fear of hurting the old man's kind and warm heart.

Since the old man could see clearly, he naturally had nothing to say.

The old man was stunned and asked in disbelief: Which palace?

Yang Ge gently patted the old man's shoulder and said with a smile: Don't be afraid, they only have these dirty tricks against me now. If they have other tricks, they won't be so shameless.

The old man still felt a little guilty and asked cautiously: Palace maid?

Yang Ge pondered for a moment, nodded and said, She should be the palace maid.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief: That's okay, that's okay... It's not a big deal for the palace ladies, right? We heard that every year, a group of older palace ladies are released from the palace to return home. Don't worry, we will secretly find the king. The matchmaker went to see the girl, but she is still the daughter of a yellow flower. If she enters the door of your old Yang family, she will not humiliate the ancestors of your family.

Yang Ge could tell that the old man was a little inconsistent with his words, and he still somewhat liked Zhao Miao in his heart.

He couldn't help but sigh, he was worthy of being a person from the palace, his ability to manipulate people's hearts was so powerful, it didn't take long for him to figure out this old man...

He thought for a while and said: This matter is not about her entering my old Yang's house and humiliating my ancestors, but the court wants to use this method to tie me up. If I really marry that girl, Even if I sell it to the imperial court in this life, in the future the imperial court will tell me that I have to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire. Don’t you know it yet? I just want to live a peaceful and leisurely life. In these days, I really don’t have so many big ambitions... In terms of true suitability, the girl from the Gu family in Dongshi is more suitable than Zhao Miao.

The old man lightly slapped his forehead and scolded him with a smile: Do you know that I am suitable now? It's too late. I'm all a child now, and I'm pregnant with the second one. I told you at the beginning that the Gu family My daughter is a good childbearer, so you have to say that she has a fiancée back home...

Yang Ge's head was as big as a bucket and he quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy: Let me use an analogy, for example, I have just arrived home, please just let me stay for a few days!

The old man was laughing so hard that he couldn't catch his breath. Yang Ge quickly stepped forward and pumped out the slightest amount of Qingmu Qi to smooth his chest, and he finally took a breath.

He waved his hand to signal Yang Ge not to be nervous, and finally sighed heavily, You are old and useless after all. How could you carry dozens of kilograms of pork on your back and walk ten miles in one breath in the past two years? Well, I don’t know why in the past two years, my body bones have suddenly become fleshy. I can’t walk two miles with empty hands without having to breathe... Your brother Fugui has been solid in the past two years. Why don’t we worry about it? It’s you, old man. It's not like he's a problem when he's floating alone like this. Only those who have a family have a family.

Perhaps all old people are the same. As soon as their body and bones begin to fail, they always want to quickly arrange all the life-long events of their descendants while they are still alive...

Maybe in their hearts, this is also their responsibility.

What nonsense are you talking about?

Yang Ge smiled and pumped out Qingmu Qi, and slowly sorted out the meridians all over the old man's body: You have done so many good deeds in your life and helped so many people. You are destined to live a long life. That rich brother You and your sister-in-law are still counting on you to take care of their children. Where are you now? You are just saying... Don't worry about me. When I find the right one, I will bring it to you. The one who always kowtows.”

Under his combing, the old man slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, and he felt much more relaxed. He said seriously: What do you mean by suitable? If you really have to choose, even if the fairies from heaven come down to earth, you can still pick one or two. Come three or four, it's almost done. Your unlucky aunt and I got engaged without even meeting each other. It wasn't until the day your aunt came in that we saw her for the first time. We haven't been here all our lives. ?”

When Yang Ge saw that he never mentioned Zhao Miao again, he knew that the old man had heard what he said before. He felt a little relieved and agreed with a smile: Yeah, yeah, I won't pick. When I meet someone who is similar, I will take it. Come back and kowtow to you.

When the old man heard that he no longer refused, he felt much relieved: That's it. Later, we'll ask Matchmaker Wang to find a suitable girl for you...Okay, okay, if you don't want to hear it, let's I won’t say anymore, I’m old and I can’t control you young people...

When Yang Ge heard this, he quickly changed the topic: By the way, how is the business of the inn these days? Are there any weird people coming to stay at the hotel?

The old man was really confused by his smoke bomb, and replied: We were just going to tell you this. Since the day you came back, there have been more quacks in the inn who dance with guns and sticks and speak with foreign accents. Some of them You pay the rent for a month, and you sit in the shop drinking and drinking tea all day long without doing anything... Nothing will go wrong, right?

Yang Ge: There shouldn't be anything wrong. If there are such messy people, they probably won't be able to enter our inn... Don't worry about this. I'll go to the inn tomorrow. I'm here. It won't happen. Someone is causing trouble.

The old man looked him up and down suspiciously: Can you control those charlatans? If not, let's close the door for a while. We can't afford to offend them and we can afford to hide.

Yang Ge chuckled and said, It's okay, just leave it to me. I'm sure nothing will go wrong.

Seeing that he was speaking firmly, the old man stopped worrying and leaned on the armchair with his crutches in both hands: What's for lunch? It's been a while since we tasted your cooking.

Yang Ge stood up and rolled up his sleeves: It's a small matter, what do you want to eat?

The old man thought for a moment and said, It's getting late, and there's no good meat left in the meat market... Just take a look at what you have at home.

Yang Ge: Okay, just sit down and drink a few sips of tea. You'll be fine in a while!

He strode into the kitchen and tied an apron on himself.

After a while, there was an explosion of thorn in the kitchen, and the pungent and delicious smell of the onion, ginger and garlic cooking pot filled the entire courtyard.

The old man twitched his nose, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

When Yang Ge prepared three dishes and one soup, wiped his hands and came out to call the old man to eat, he heard a slight snoring before he even got close.

The warm sunshine in late April fell through the grape trellis and fell on the old man, and strands of silvery white hair danced gently in the sunshine.

Yang Ge slowed down and looked at the old man huddled in the chair, as if he had just realized that the old man had aged very much in the past two years...

Time is not forgiving.