C22 Yang Merlin's Voice Broke the Clear Tune

On this day, Mei Yufei, who felt bored in the nine rooms, suddenly moved her tongue and her heart. Like a bear or a snake that had awoken from hibernation, he felt a sweet and sour taste growing crazily between his tongue and his heart like wild grass. He knew that the crystal clear purple-red fruit that made him unable to stop himself was waving at him again.

"Xishan Yang Meiyan Wine, River Heart Temple Phoenix-Tail Fish. " This phrase was familiar to everyone in the world. It was "Cycle of a single song" in Wang Qingtan's ear. That's right, at this moment, Merlin was flourishing, and the plum blossoms were showing off. It was another year of ripe bayberries. Among the five mountains of Lotus Rui Village, Xishan's "Red Plate Green Plum" was famous.

The plum blossoms along the banks of the Oujiang River were usually mined every year in June. The fruit farmers of Lotus Rui Village had a very good eye for aesthetics. When they plucked the bayberries, unlike other fruit farmers who only plucked purple-red plums, they only picked the magenta plums. Instead, they picked the leaves along with the branches. The long, slender, emerald-green handle and the fresh magenta fruits were placed in the basket. As a result, the bayberries of Xishan in Lotus Rui Village became famous for their "red plate green sticks. " In addition, the fruit meat was sour, sweet, and delicious. Thus, the bayberries of Xishan during the rainy season became the best of the Southern Creek Fruits.

In Wang Qingtan's eyes, every year when the bayberries season arrived. . . There were only two types of people in this world: those who liked to eat bayberries and those who didn't eat bayberries. When he was young, according to the standards of whether to eat bayberries or not, He, Diao Da Ye, Diao Ran Xiao Jingyun, Diao Hua Dali, and Wu Xiu Nanyu were naturally divided into two factions. He, Hua Da Li, and Nan Qinyin had become firm "Autistic Sects," while Da Ye and Xiao Jingyun had naturally become "Abandoned Sects. " Hua Dali was the cook. He loved to eat everything in the world, but Nan Qinyin. . . A refined and elegant lady started to eat bayberries. It was really called wolfing down food. Every time he saw Nan Qinyin eat the bayberries without even spitting out its core, the Great void would only smile generously. Xiao Jingyun always teased her, "Be careful not to give birth to children when you get married in the future, only giving birth to bayberries!"

When Nan Xiren ate bayberries, other than the fresh bayberries that were purple in color, she also ate them. He also especially liked to soak the freshly plucked bayberries in the strong liquor brewed with his own glutinous rice wine with a accuracy of 60 degrees, then add some ice sugar into it. When the day came, summer came. The water in the bayberries ran into the liquor, and the alcohol in the liquor also went into the bayberries. And so. . . The wine was sweet and sour, slightly spicy and not choking. The artisans of Nanxi worked in the hot summer. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the housewives would always cook a bowl of plain egg noodles. They would ask the men to have a bowl of plain noodles to rest. They would never forget to put a bowl of fresh rose plum wine next to the plain noodles. The snack at three o'clock in the afternoon at Nanxi was called "Recover. " It meant "After eating the snack, you can put your strength back into work. " However, Craftsman Wu had an unwritten rule. When eating this bowl of "connecting strength," one would only drink a few cups of bayberry wine and not eat the "bayberry wine" that was soaked in the wine. Because the bowl of bayberry wine with sugar in it did not have much alcohol precision, it was more like a bowl of sweet and delicious summer cold drinks. After drinking it, he became more energetic so that he could continue to "receive power. " But if one ate the "bayberry wine," the alcohol of 60 degrees would have already run into the bayberry. Unless he was a drinking expert of the gods of wine, he wouldn't be able to "receive" the alcohol for the whole afternoon. If he did not fall asleep, he would have to do the 'drunken work'. That would break the fine sculpting rules of Master Wu.

When he was young, Wang Qingtan also strictly abided by this rule. However, now, he didn't know if he was crazy or crazy, so he didn't care about this at all. Today, he caused trouble in Yang Merlin.

At noon, the family guarding Yang Meishan ran to the village while panting. They shouted loudly in the village committee's loudspeaker, "Everyone, quickly go to Xishan and Yang Merlin to catch Uncle Qingtan. If we don't go, this year's bayberries will be ruined by Uncle Qingtan! "

When Wang Yisong heard this, he secretly shouted, "Not good!" and quickly called for the great cause of the void, Yang Merlin, to rush over. At the end of the village, he ran into Xiao Xiaoyun and Hua Dameng, who rushed over in a hurry. The four of them stomped their feet and ran towards Yang Merlin.

When they reached Yang Merlin, the few red fruits on each plum tree were pulled down by Wang Qingtan along with their leaves. Wang Qingtan was like a monkey that was picking peaches in the Queen Mother's Immortality Peach Garden. He jumped between the tree branches and looked everywhere. The ground was filled with green plum blossoms!

The bayberries didn't care about their seniority. According to the villagers' agreement, in a fit of anger, they unceremoniously tied up Uncle Qingtan, who looked like a monkey. Wang Yisong stood at the side with a dark expression, not saying a word.

Suddenly, Zhen Haochi's round body flashed out of the crowd, and he said to the angry fruit farmers, "Villagers, calm down. Isn't it just a few bayberries? How much is it? We'll just accompany you. "

Wang Qingtan took a look and immediately grinned. "Zhen brat, quickly take the money!"

Barter gave him a look, and Juliet, who was beside him, took out a large bundle of cash and handed it to the fruit farmer. Wang Yusong took a step forward and blocked Juliet's path. He said, "This is a matter of our clan!"

Xiao Xiaoyun also took a step forward and put one hand on his waist. He looked askance at Juliet and said, "Is this something that you guys have nothing to do?" With a wave of his hand, he blocked the large stack of cash.

Wang Qingtan shouted from the side, "Pay up! Pay up! I worked hard for the whole morning, but I couldn't find two red bayberries on a bayberry tree. I originally wanted to pick a few more bayberry wine. Boy Zhen, help me buy all the bayberries on Xishan this year. I'll treat you to some after I brew the bayberry wine! "

He looked at Yang Merlin's relatives and said, "Uncle Qingtan, is it really that cheap? Even if you pay for Xishan's bayberries, have you forgotten the old rule of stealing bayberries from the village? "

"Oh, oh, I didn't forget, I didn't forget! Drafting the troupe for the show! Alright, alright, Zhen brat. You've brought enough money, right? Give me the money for stealing the Plum Punisher Play tomorrow as well. Wahaha, it's been so many years since I last watched the boss play. This bayberry of mine stole the right thing, and I can listen to 'Embroidery Setting' again. My wife of the third spring! "

Wang Yisong walked to the front of the relatives guarding the bayberry tree and said in a low voice," Take a look at these ruined bayberry trees today. Take as much as you want. If you want to steal the bayberry trees as punishment, I'll have to trouble you to convert the money you paid for hiring the troupe. I'll double it. "

When Wang Qingtan heard this, he was so anxious that he shouted, "No way, no way. I want to listen to 'Embroidery in Embroidery'. I want to see my wife in spring! " After three strikes, he broke free from the ropes on his body. He jumped onto the bayberry tree. The great cause of the void also jumped onto the tree. However, the great Ye tree had not reached Wang Qingtan yet. Old Wang had already jumped onto another tree from this tree a long time ago. Just like that, the big tree was so tired that it was gasping for air. Wang Qingtan, on the other hand, was like an old monkey sitting on a tree branch, playing rogue. "Boys, tomorrow, invite the troupe of the play for me. Otherwise, not only would I not come down, I would also sweep all the red bayberries on the Xi Mountain onto the ground one by one. Let's see if you can still sell a Xishan Plum this year! "

Big Leaf said, "Uncle Qingtan, you can come down first. Let's talk it out. "

"Let's not talk about it properly!" Wang Qingtan simply crossed his legs on the bayberry tree branch. No matter how they coaxed and cheated, he did not come down. Just like that, they were in a stalemate. Seeing that the sun was about to set in the west, Wang Yisong rubbed his hands under the bayberry tree, restlessly going back and forth.

"Uncle Qingtan, promise me. I'll sing 'Embroidery Setting' for you right now. I'm done singing. You have to get off the tree and follow me home obediently! "

A clear voice penetrated through Yang Merlin, and following closely, the leaves of the reeds floated over like a leaf. Wang Qingtan saw that the body on the plum tree suddenly sat up straight and clapped with both hands. "Good, good, hurry up and sing!"

"Ping Yang is a guest of the Dragon Spring. The Three Spring High School has their own guesses. We have a debt of love tonight. The plum blossoms are looking forward to it. . . "

When the asparagus tree opened its mouth, the clear and loud sound cut through the entire bayberry tree. The birds flew up into the sky, and Wang Qingtan instantly rolled down from the bayberry tree. He pulled on the asparagus tree's sleeve and said, "Ye Er, let's go. Uncle will follow you down the mountain!"