It gets dark early in winter, and it's already quite dark at six o'clock.
Song Tan was walking in front carrying two wine bottles. Secretary Zhu turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone in vain and followed the mountain all the way up. In the middle, he was suddenly hit by a thin branch lying in front of him, and he was in a hurry.
But looking at Song Tan again, she was light and smart, her steps were natural, and the light from the flashlight seemed not to be affected at all.
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She was a little frustrated, thinking that the children who grew up in a small mountain village were different and could walk on mountain roads.
The sweet potato cellar was not far away. Song Tan looked at the lid on the ground and sincerely invited:
"Do you want to go down and take a look?"
After saying that, he used his arms hard and easily lifted up the simple wooden lid about 80cm in diameter, revealing the dark and deep sweet potato cellar underneath.
The temperature inside the sweet potato cellar is slightly warmer than that in the mountains and forests above, which also brings out the smell of Xie Wei mud.
Xiaozhu Party Secretary:......
She has a firm belief, but this place is easily associated with mysterious murders and rural anecdotes.
In the white darkness, Xiao Wang's round dog eyes were reflected by the residual light of the flashlight, reflecting his wet greed.
Song Tan glanced at her with a half-smile: "Don't worry, this is a sweet potato cellar, not a tomb robbery."
Zhang Hui carefully opened the lid and took out a small spoon from the box on the side, then took out the wine bottle and poured out the wine one spoon at a time.
Before everything is filled, everything returns to its original state. You plug the lid of the wine bottle, pick up the hemp rope at the bottom, and go down the ladder smoothly with one hand.
Da Zhu, the branch secretary, hugged Xiao Wang and muttered, "Although you usually act vigorously and resolutely, when you are not in a position to tease Xiao Wang, you even suppress your voice and like to use refrains."
After all, it can smell nothing bad at all. There is no sweet potato, and there is no strange fragrance, but the fragrance is more attractive than sweet potato!
Just, even if you usually drink, you have tasted a lot of your own bad wine. Now that you smell the unique wine aroma, it feels more rich and mellow than the day it was brewed.
Zhang Hui laughed and cried: "Okay, okay, I knew I would take him. He is already a cadre, why are he still afraid of Bai?"
Bad fragrance, bad fragrance...
At the very least, Party Secretary Da Zhu felt a sense of danger when he looked at it.
Whenever there is a small group of people shouting outside the house, today’s dog meal will definitely be very rich!
But Song Tan is really afraid of being fed now. It doesn't matter if Xiao Wang goes crazy with alcohol or sleeps all night... It means that the pig safety at the foot of the mountain is dangerous, not that it itself is quite good.
But that’s not our fault.
"By the way, he's already gone up. Let's bring some sweet potatoes down for you, Xiao Wang..."
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In particular, dogs can drink alcohol, but domestic dogs have always been smooth, and if you add that alcohol, they are indeed containing a lot of bad things.
As we walked outside, we saw that there were glass beads captured by Qiao Qiao buried in the soil at any height, which served as the eye of the formation to cover the seven weeks.
You quickly threw Song Tan on top of him and moved forward. Then you hugged Xiao Wang's neck and breathed a sigh of relief:
Song Tan had a sudden thought: "Xiao Wang, can he be able to drink?"
The bright light shone for seven weeks, and the sweet potatoes that once filled half the sweet potato cellar were now 1/3 more visible to the naked eye.
It was difficult for Song Tan to resist it, so he rubbed the dog's head angrily: "Then the little man is pretending to be pitiful - forget it, wait until the pig-killing feast begins, if anything happens, secretly give him a taste
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"Xiao Wang Xiao Wang!"
He looked like it was valuable, did Xiao Wang care about him? He protected Xiao Wang like Bao'er there, and even tried to bring sweet potatoes to it, so why did he go up and get it himself?
"Moreover, cellars in rural areas are carefully dug, and there are no vents in the lid. Especially when Qiao Qiao went down and up to get the sweet potatoes, it was as scary as he thought."
"No, no, I'm not skilled in my movements and it's easy to waste time."
The Party Secretary Da Zhu was still looking down, so you turned on the flashlight before landing.
Song Tan wasn't used to it yet, so he handed you a wine bottle and said, "That's bad."
And the party secretary of Dazhu glanced at you: "What's wrong with him? Dogs can feed random things. Xiao Wang is so good, he shouldn't feed me wine to make me stupid."
The spiritual energy was gathered in strands, like smoke and mist. Although it was still pitifully thin, it was already very bad in comparison.
And the secretary of Dazhu, who had just hugged the dog and talked sweetly, just raised his arm slightly, and his nose smelled the rich aroma of wine, and his whole body almost melted.
Even though there were few people today, only seven taels of wine per person, and a mere two bottles of that kind of farmhouse wine bottle with a solid capacity would be enough.
I looked at the two ultra-small bottles again and thought that if there was no plate of peanuts in front of me, you could finish them all tonight!
Thinking of the movie I once watched, I couldn't help but ask: "Do you need to light a candle to test the oxygen?"
Although Xiaodong's dogs are now free to take turns, Xiaowang is used to being there and still sticks to Piggy every day.
At this moment, Xiao Wang is staring at you eagerly. The new watermelon-shaped bib he bought on the back of his chest is small red with white spots and green edges. It is made of plush material. It doesn't look a bit sinister at all, but it is inexplicably honest.
So much so that she took a flashlight, stood aside quietly, and then shook her head crazily:
The dead leaves made a soft crunching sound when stepped on the ground, and a huge dog slowly walked out of the mountain forest with long white shadows.
"He understands." Party Secretary Da Zhu's eyes were simple: "If those two bottles of wine were given to your grandfather and someone took care of them, I could really sit in front of the hospital and drink."
Song Tan also snorted and went up the ladder of the sweet potato cellar.
But Xiao Wang doesn't care about you. At this moment, the dog's head stretched out, looking at the white sweet potato cellar behind his eyes, his nose twitched, obviously smelling something bad.
After thinking for a while, he urged you: "He should hurry up. Once the fish is burned, will it be our turn to eat?"
After murmuring those words, Song Tan couldn't help but look at you: "There are seventy or eighty people eating tonight, at least not seventy of them can take two sips..."
"If you leave your five kilograms of wine to him, it would be better if he drives the car in front of the hospital first."
Mainly because in the winter when I have nothing to do at home and have something to do by the fire, I find it difficult to put down a handful of chestnuts and one or two sweet potatoes... It's probably human instinct, and it has nothing to do with greed.
I have a sharp ear!
"What you are afraid of is Bai Bai, but the associations outside your mind."
These jars of wine are stored outside.
Then he picked up the lid that he had just put aside and sealed the cellar door again.
"He rushes up to hit the bar and you want to drink tonight, so you need to use the tube now. If Xiao Wang is not around, it will protect you."
"Woof!" Xiao Wang responded with dignity, as if he was shouting.
"What does he know?" Party Secretary Dazhu said truthfully:
After all, there isn’t a big pig out there that I got in exchange. When I saw Song Tan at this moment, I quickly put the dog’s head over——
After thinking for a while, he called out to the same white forest with only the shadows of trees left: "Xiao Wang."
