After playing with snow for a day, everyone was tired. At night, An invited everyone to their home for dinner.

Now, the teacher of her peers who had not appeared during the day also came. She heard that there was a free dinner and she came quite quickly.

The dinner was very lively, and the elementary school students kept running around restlessly. One junior high school student was politely posing as a sister to discipline her, while the other junior high school student was accompanying her to make a fuss.

Because there are many people, I first made a hot pot. The water in the pot was boiling with flames, and the scattered steam dispelled the coldness of the winter night.

An and the teacher sat together and cooked wine, drinking in small cups. In the cold winter, a hot pot and a pot of warm wine were enough to support people not to feel cold for a night.

Put the cut meat slices in a pot and rinse them with the prepared sauce, put them in your mouth, and chew them all over the mouth. This is the most rustic enjoyment passed down from your ancestors.

Not to mention a pot of wine, only those who are immersed in it can say this taste, it is really hard to tell others.

The small living room is crowded with people and looks so lively. Unlike the home where An is almost unpopular in the city, the most unpopular here should be popularity.

Ever since she ate a piece of shabu-shabu, the primary school student has been holding two chopsticks and shouting at the name of the hot pot, obviously quite satisfied with this way of eating that seems very novel to her.

At first, I didn’t have to eat anyway, so I naturally took care of her and picked up some dishes for her from time to time.

The high school student sat leisurely in the corner, silently enjoying the tranquility outside the crowd, but he was not satisfied with his eating speed.

Sitting by the door was Teacher An He. They didn’t know where the leisure and elegance came from, and they admired the so-called bright moon after the first snow.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the moon tonight is indeed very bright and bright.

The lively dinner lasted until seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Because it was too late, the light could hardly be seen in the night in the village, so An left everyone to stay.

I took out the spare bedding and made a bed for everyone in the living room. This kind of stay-at-home approach made the primary school students so excited that they couldn't sleep. Everyone took turns telling stories to her, and as they talked, they slowly fell asleep.

In the room, people slept in a row.

When she first walked out of the living room, An was still sitting by the door, and the female teacher was already blushing and fell to the side. She seemed to have been drunk for a long time.

"I'll help her in." Chu said, helping the female teacher up, put her on a bedding in the living room, and covered her with a quilt.

When Chu walked out again, she looked at An and asked.

"Don't you rest?"

An cooked another pot of wine on his own and said softly: "I want to sit for a while."

At this time, the so-called first snowy moon has been blocked by clouds, and only stars can be seen in the sky.

Chu Ye sat down. If she didn't sleep, she would naturally not be able to go to rest first.

"Do you want to drink?" An poured a glass of sake and pushed it in front of Chu.

Chu turned his head, picked up the wine glass and drank it all. Anyway, she couldn't taste it and couldn't get drunk.

"Sometimes I think you are very pitiful." An said with a smile, with a hint of intoxication in her expression. She drank a lot tonight.

"Why?" Chu asked in confusion.

"Because you can't get drunk." An raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled.

"I once heard an old man say that all the tastes of life can be tasted in this wine, and all kinds of things can only be experienced after getting drunk."

An said, the wine in the wine glass reflected sporadic light, sparkling with glimmer.

Chu looked down at the empty wine glass in his hand, and said with a calm expression: "The old man must be a drunkard."

"Hahaha." An laughed, but in order not to wake up the people in the room, she smiled lightly: "You are right, he is indeed an alcoholic."

"But many times, what a drunken drunk is said will be more interesting than what many awake people say."

"Is that true?" Chu looked at An with some disbelief.

An pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out a finger, and pointed the tip of her nose.

"It's like you, so sober."

Is there anything wrong with being awake? I first thought.

"Nothing bad." An shook his head: "It's just that the person is less confused, so he has less meaning."

"Yeah." Nodded nodded in a daze.

"Slut." At this time, the female teacher in the living room snored and turned over with saliva, causing Chu and An to look sideways.

"Hehe." An smiled with his lips curled up and looked at the person lying in the room. The elementary school student kicked the quilt, the two junior high school students squeezed together, the high school student leaned in the corner, and everyone was sleeping soundly.

At this time, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the moonlight shone again, illuminating the courtyard, illuminating the living room, and illuminating the people in the room.

An Qian took a sip of wine and said.

"This is probably the reason I want to stay."

I don’t know whether she said the reason, was it these people or the so-called confused ones.

Maybe there are some.

In short, if a person has a clear goal to pursue in every time period, he would be too tired to live.

Always pursue the life you want, pursue your dreams, and pursue more things when you get it. If you keep chasing, when can you stop and rest for a while?

So, sometimes, sometimes living a little confused, it seems that nothing is wrong.

This is also the reason why An poor Chu is. Even a short life that only has a hundred years of life, you need to take time to be confused occasionally, but Chu has to stay awake in endless life.

This will be really tiring.

An thought this way...

"Chu." Under the moonlight in the countryside, An called Chu's name and hugged her shoulders. In Chu's stunned gaze, she leaned against her side.

"If you're tired, take a break."

I won't wake you up before you have to leave.

Chu leaned blankly on An's shoulder, for a while, smiled slightly, and closed his eyes.

The evening breeze is slightly cool, and the wine is still warm. I slowly drink the wine and let myself be confused.

She also understood that if she was sober, she would know that she should keep a distance from Chu.

But, so what? Since it's already like this, why not keep being confused.

She turned her head and gently pressed her chin against Chu's forehead.

At least, she was already satisfied at this moment.

"Soon, I seem to like you a little."

In the courtyard, this light sound went with the wind, and I don’t know if anyone heard it.
Chapter completed!