Chapter six hundred and sixty-two battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law
After Baicao left, Yu Shiyu put away his sword and stood up straight.
She glanced at Yu Sheng, "I haven't learned any other skills, but I have learned her greed for money." She said in a sinister tone.
In her mind, her mother, whom she had never met, took precedence and King Donghuang became her stepmother, so she never treated King Donghuang very well.
Aunt Qing, who was cleaning up Yu Sheng's mess, raised her head when she heard this and said to Yu Shiyu in a cryptic voice, "Didn't you realize that both your mother and Yu Sheng's mother died young?"
Yu Shiyu was startled and looked at Aunt Qing. After a while, he suddenly realized.
When Aunt Qing thought Yu Shiyu had guessed it, Yu Shiyu said, "You mean Old Yu Ke's wife?"
Aunt Qing looked at the sky speechlessly. Could it be that the brain circuits of the offspring of these two people are so magical?
She threw a page of Yu Sheng's book to Yu Shiyu, "At least he has inherited many of Lao Yu's strengths."
Although Yu Shiyu has no talent in calligraphy, he still has the ability to appreciate calligraphy.
She took it and looked at it, and saw that the words on the page were elegant and unrestrained, and the good ones were not just ordinary good, but surprisingly good.
The so-called ordinary good refers to many people who are good at calligraphy. As long as they are willing to work hard and have the guidance of famous teachers and the help of famous calligraphers, their calligraphy will gradually become better.
But this kind of calligraphy, no matter how good it is, still has traces of predecessors. From horizontal to vertical, it always follows the trajectory of predecessors, and even the shackles encountered are the same.
This is not the case with Yu Sheng's calligraphy. You can encounter extraordinary scenery everywhere, and the wonders and wonders come out one after another, and the beauty and wonder come to you with the talent of a piece of paper.
After walking in the wilderness for many years, Yu Shiyu has seen the calligraphy of countless calligraphers.
I have even practiced calligraphy for a period of time, hoping to inherit the legacy of my ancestors and pass on this skill.
Among these calligraphy, all of them have the claws of snow and clay in the handwriting left by the saint who created the calligraphy.
Only Yu Sheng’s calligraphy can’t be found at all. His full talent is freely spent on this post.
Yu Shiyu was silent. Between her and Yu Sheng, Lao Yu accompanied her and paid more attention to Yu Sheng. It was probably because of this talent.
After reading, Yu Shiyu casually threw a page of the book on the table, "It's not bad, at least it didn't embarrass the Yu family."
Yu Sheng raised his head, looked at Yu Shiyu and said seriously, "Shame? Who lost it? Is it my aunt?"
"Your wife is lost." Yu Shiyu said angrily.
"That's nonsense, isn't my wife my aunt?" Yu Sheng looked at Yu Shiyu with contempt, not forgetting to check with the person next to him, "Isn't that right, aunt?"
"Little aunt!" Yu Sheng came to his senses, "You didn't lose it."
"Don't worry, if you lose it, I can't lose it either." Aunt Qing grabbed Yu Sheng's ear and asked him to talk nonsense in front of Yu Shiyu.
"You two will flirt later." Yu Shiyu picked up the wine jar, poured himself a bowl of wine, and took a sip.
"Good wine, and it also quenches thirst." Yu Shiyu raised his head and said to Aunt Qing in amazement, then drank the whole bowl in one go.
"One hundred guans, thank you for your patronage." Yu Shiyu put down the bowl and saw Yu Sheng stretched out his hand.
Yu Shiyu ignored him and was about to pour herself another bowl when Aunt Qing knocked her hand away.
"You two don't have to be so united, right?" Yu Shiyu looked at them helplessly.
"Go!" Aunt Qing took the wine jar away from Yu Shiyu's hand in shame, "No matter how big or small you are, how can you talk to your little aunt like this?"
Yu Shiyu blinked, "To be clear, you are not my little aunt."
"You said it's not right?" Aunt Qing said angrily, "If you want to drink, you can find it yourself."
"Just look for it, it's not like you can't find it." Yu Shiyu rolled her eyes and asked Yu Sheng, "Xiao Yu'er, where did you hide this wine?"
"What are you doing?" Yu Sheng looked at her alertly, "Don't steal my wine. I'm still waiting to earn money to marry a wife."
"Don't worry, I won't steal your wine."
Yu Shiyu cupped his hands and said in a rough voice: "You've finished drinking the wine. Sit down while I go get the wine. We brothers won't come home until we're drunk tonight. Brother, where is the wine?"
"Okay, I won't come back until I'm drunk!" Yu Sheng promised enthusiastically, "The wine is in the kitchen."
"Okay, just take a look." Yu Shiyu winked at Aunt Qing proudly, turned around and went down to the attic.
Some people like to pretend to be arrogant when they are drunk. The ancients were sincere and would not be deceived.
After walking halfway, she came back and said, "Why are there no older ones or younger ones? Even if you are older now, do you still have to call me sister in the future?"
Before Aunt Qing could have an attack, Yu Shiyu took three steps in succession and ran away.
But Yu Shiyu didn't expect that after her back disappeared, Yu Sheng, who was sitting upright, said: "There are always unscrupulous people who care about my good wine. Are you trying to trick me with this trick?"
Aunt Qing heard this and asked, "Then where did you hide the wine?"
Yu Sheng raised his head and glanced at Aunt Qing, "This is a secret."
"You're hiding it pretty well, kid." She raised Yu Sheng's ear, "Look at me, tell me where the wine is?"
"It hurts, it hurts."
Yu Sheng stood up to relieve the pain in his ears, "Don't try to use a honey trap. I am the son of King Donghuang and I will not give in."
"Really?" Aunt Qing said in a bad tone.
At this time, Yu Sheng turned his head sideways to look at Aunt Qing, and Gu Jing Wubo's drunken eyes flashed with a trace of confusion, "Ah, it turns out to be little aunt."
A smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Then let's make the honey trap more intense."
"Be fierce, you big-headed devil." Aunt Qing turned Yu Sheng's ears a small half turn.
"Hey, I think I really saw a big-headed ghost just now." Yu Sheng said, his drunken memory was intermittent and hazy, making him unsure.
"I seem to be toasting with him." Yu Sheng said to his aunt seriously.
"Don't do this, I'm asking you, where is the wine hidden?" Aunt Qing asked softly in Yu Sheng's ear.
The aroma he exhaled passed over Yu Sheng's ears, making Yu Sheng's body shudder. "In the wine cellar", Yu Sheng suddenly confessed.
Aunt Qing nodded, not in a hurry, and poured a bowl of wine for herself. She smelled the strange aroma first, which was elegant and refreshing, with a slight coolness.
Taste it again, it is refreshing, endless aftertaste, and refreshing.
After Yu Sheng was let go by Aunt Qing, he stood swaying like a roly-poly, turning upside down.
Aunt Qing, who was drinking, was afraid that he would fall, so she helped him up and praised: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you actually brewed a good jar of wine again."
"That's right, don't even look at who I am. I would have been born tens of thousands of years earlier, and even the God of Dionysus would have to be pushed to the back." Yu Sheng patted his chest and spoke shamelessly.
Seeing that he was drunk, Aunt Qing lazily exposed him.
Wine has existed before the emergence of human race, even longer than the giant Kuafu clan, among whom Dionysus is the leader.
The method of making wine in Dahuang today was handed down from the original wine god.
It is said that the wine brewed by Dionysus is very delicious, and a mortal can become an immortal by drinking a glass of wine from Dionysus.
Dionysian wine has no fixed location, and can be brewed with materials from anywhere, with different flavors.
It's just that Dionysus fell early. Before and after King Donghuang came ashore, Dionysus disappeared in the wilderness.
As time goes by, there are not many wines brewed by Dionysus that can be found.
Some are also hidden in some deep mountains and old forests, and most of them are not drinkable because they are sealed.
But as long as one altar is released, it can cause a sensation and competition.
King Donghuang is unrivaled by all the gods in the wilderness when it comes to grabbing things, so now King Donghuang has the largest collection of wine from Dionysus.
Aunt Qing secretly made up her mind that when she went to Fairy Mountain in the future, she would make Yu Sheng find a way to get all his mother's wine.
In Aunt Qing's arms, Yu Sheng was still wandering around. He found a suitable angle and opening, threw himself into Aunt Qing's arms, and then showed a satisfied smile.
He didn't know that in just an instant, the seeds of a war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were planted.