The little girl's clothes were taken off and dried. She had no extra clothes to change into, so she had to change into girl's clothes. Tu Shanyue's clothes seemed too wide and too big for her, and they didn't fit her well, so she had to make do with them.
The little girl was very timid and looked at the villain who had just removed her jaw. She hid in the corner of the car and sobbed softly.
This carriage is very good, made of elm wood and very strong.
Considering the problem of accommodation at night, Yang Fan modified several carriages and surrounded them with thick wool felt.
There was a fire in the car and it was very warm.
A very cute little copper stove is placed on the small kang table.
The small copper stove is very small and can only hold two pieces of honeycomb briquettes. At this time, it is burning vigorously, and the gold foil-plated stove barrel discharges the gas out of the car.
There is a small copper pot on the stove lid, which is boiling Huadiao wine and shredded ginger.
The wine has boiled and is steaming.
The warm aroma of wine filled the entire cabin.
Yang Fan took out three glass cups and wiped them carefully with wet wipes.
Then he picked up the copper pot and poured a cup for everyone.
It was the first time the little girl saw such a transparent glass cup, and it was immediately worth a lot of money. Although she was born in a wealthy family, things like glass were also very precious.
She couldn't help but glance at Yang Fan secretly. This young military attache was so wealthy. It was really luxurious to use glass to make wine glasses.
Isn't this thing wrapped in cotton at someone's house and stored carefully?
The pure white and transparent glass cup is filled with amber-colored wine. It is pleasing to the eye and very beautiful. It can make you a little drunk even before you drink it.
The little girl was also very cold. She held the wine glass carefully with her two little hands. She wanted to drink, but she was afraid that she would accidentally knock the glass. Now that the Chen family was in trouble, she couldn't afford to sell such an expensive glass.
The little girl garnished it with small mouthfuls. As soon as the wine was in her mouth, the little girl's eyes lit up. This was a thirty-year-old flower sculpture.
Made in Shaoxing.
I really didn’t expect that I could drink such good wine here.
The wine was soaked with the heat of ginger, which was very effective in repelling cold. Yang Fan stopped sneezing.
The little girl held up the cup with her little hands, warmed her hands first, then opened her mouth, and licked it with her pink tongue to test the temperature and taste.
She has the same habit as a kitten.
Then he took a small sip and moaned softly in comfort, his beautiful breasts looked like he was enjoying it.
This wine is dark in color, amber in color, slightly sweet on the tip of the tongue, fragrant in the mouth, with a strong sense of layering, and an obvious aftertaste of nuts and hazelnuts.
It is full of fresh and sweet taste in the mouth, smooth and mellow when falling down the throat.
Although she was in good health, it was actually quite cold when she was riding a horse. She often traveled around and her body was a little cold. She had always paid attention to this because she was afraid that the cold would affect her fertility.
In this era, a chicken that cannot lay eggs is a very tragic thing.
After a glass of wine, my whole body felt warm, and my little girl's resentment dissipated.
In fact, this little girl is very easy to coax, Yang Fan thought to himself.
When she gets angry, just don't add fuel to the fire, just stroke her fur, and she will become docile in a short while.
Looking at the snow-white fox face with a pointed chin, the big watery eyes, the long trembling eyelashes, and the cute way of drinking the mellow rice wine in small sips.
I really love it, love it.
Yang Fan sighed in his heart, suddenly he understood King Zhou.
Who can withstand this?
Anyway, I can't stand it.
If Tu Shanyue knew Yang Fan's dirty thoughts at this moment, she would actually compare her Tushan family background with someone named Su, and throw the wine glass on Yang Fan's head in anger.
According to ancient legend, the country of Qingqiu has three surnames: Tushan, Chunhu, and Su.
The three surnames represent the three tribes in Qingqiu, but their status is not the same.
All three of them warmed up.
Xiao Niangpi tilted her little head and asked: "Are there any side dishes?"
Yang Fan said: "I'll look for it."
Yang Fan often carries some snacks in his backpack, mainly to feed Tu Shanyue.
"Yes, beef tendon, uh, this is not suitable for drinking rice wine, and this, seaweed, this is better. I'll look for it again."
"I want spicy beef tendon," the little girl said coquettishly.
"Wow, there's also a can of spicy crayfish here." Yang Fan took out a tinplate can with chopped pure crayfish meat inside.
Seeing that he was scratching his head again, the little girl simply grabbed her backpack, poured out all the food, and rummaged around with her little paws until she found a bag of spiced peanuts. She cheered and immediately grabbed it out.
There is no such super delicious beans in Ming Dynasty. This is Xiao Niangpi’s favorite to drink with wine.
Yang Fanyou picked out a few dried fruits, pistachios, pine nuts, and candied chestnuts. He tore open a pack of shrimp crackers.
He put it on a paper plate and put it on the small kang table. Then he picked up the messy food and put it into his backpack.
The little girl was timid, her mouth watered when she looked at the bright red crayfish, which looked delicious. Although she was a little afraid of Yang Fan, she couldn't resist the temptation of crayfish, so she carefully picked up one and put it in her mouth.
"Hiss!" The little girl's face turned red when she ate chili pepper for the first time, tears came out, and she broke out in a layer of sweat all over her body.
It took a long time to get over it, but the burning sensation in my mouth was really enjoyable.
too delicious.
The little girl narrowed her eyes happily and almost forgot that she had just jumped into the water.
With the sweat all over my body, my nose seems to be clear and my cold is gone.
Looking at the two beauties, hissing and eating crayfish with rice wine cooked with shredded ginger, Yang Fan felt that life was so beautiful.
From time to time, the little girl would put her green fingers in her mouth and squirm. Yang Fan just hoped that if he kept riding in the carriage like this, he would go to Beijing and play with King Qin.
It looks like the little girl has returned to normal.
Yang Fan asked: "Are you literate?"
The little girl was soft-spoken, so she had to timidly reply: "I am very smart. I can read at the age of five and can read by myself at the age of seven. I am thirteen years old this year and have already read the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as all Tang poetry and all Song poetry."
"What!" Yang Fan was shocked, but if he looked carefully, it didn't look like the little girl was talking nonsense.
"You are so young and have read so many books. How is it possible? You are just bragging." Yang Fan looked unbelieving.
When the little girl heard that Yang Fan said that she was bragging, she immediately became angry and her face turned red. She was even angrier than if Yang Fan had insulted her.
"Reading alone is nothing. I am also proficient in music, pipa, guqin, and erhu. I am also good at meticulous flowers and birds and pictures of ladies, and my calligraphy is also very eye-catching. If you don't believe me, let's compare."
This time it was Yang Fan's turn to be shocked, what kind of monsters are these? Well, this is a more powerful academic than Xiao Niangpi, who is an expert in reading.
The musical instruments she mentioned happened to be two of Yang Fanhui's: the pipa and the erhu.
Yang Fan's grandfather taught him when he was a child. Although the Yang family's second house was dilapidated, the family's heritage was still there. Although Yang Fan's father only attended junior high school, he could still write good calligraphy.
Every year's Spring Festival couplets are written by Yang Fan's father.
Father Yang can also play the erhu, and he can play it better than Yang Fan.
Three years of Pipa and five years of Xiao.
An erhu broke his waist.
It’s not easy to play the erhu well.
Yang Fan opened the car door curtain and shouted to Donkey: "I remember I got some musical instruments from Chen's house. Go and get the erhu and find a pipa."
This chapter has been completed!