At night, the lights are on.
In the room, warm-colored oil lamps swayed in the room of two people, filling the room with a warm atmosphere.
"Mother, what do you think this is?"
Jiang Yuer spread her little hands towards Ms. Jiang and said with a proud look on her face.
“Twelve cents, not one cent, twelve cents!”
"Where did you get the money?"
Seeing the silver in Jiang Yuer's hand, Jiang frowned and was about to scold her when she looked at Jiang Yuer and explained nervously.
“This is money to help Brother Lin sell wine. My brother said that he sleeps every day, and Yu’er happened to be helping him look after the store there, so I gave him some money.
Otherwise , those drunkards won’t pay for the wine.
These are all Yu’er’s commissions.
Although Yu'er doesn't know what commission means, with these small sums of money, her mother won't have to worry about helping Yu'er prepare snacks.
Mother, do you think it would be good for Yu'er to use the money to buy snacks for her brother? "
"Don't you want to keep it by yourself? "
Hearing these words, Jiang, who knew the purpose of the money, immediately dissipated all the anger in his heart, and said with a doting look on his face.
"No, no, Yu. My son has beautiful clothes prepared by his mother, as well as delicious snacks, which are free of charge. ”
Jiang Yu'er hugged Ms. Jiang, rubbed her little face affectionately, and said happily.
"I know, I know, then you can keep the money."
Ms. Jiang said.
"Go wash up and get ready for bed."
"Yeah!"
……
The next day, noon.
Ji Yi was taking a nap in the yard, when suddenly a clever and strange voice sounded from beside him.
"Brother, why did you fall asleep again? Don't you sell wine?"
"The wine in the store has been sold out. I am just thinking about what wine to sell in the next batch."
Ji Yi opened his sleepy eyes and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Yu'er who was holding the snack box.
The latter immediately opened the red box lid with an obedient expression and handed over the sweet-scented osmanthus cake carefully prepared by his mother.
“My brother didn’t know what kind of wine to make, so he made Osmanthus Bar. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother bought some specially and it tasted so good.
After Yu’er drank it, she didn’t even know what to drink. You'll get drunk!"
Watching Ji Yi eating snacks and drinking a glass of wine from time to time, Jiang Yu'er said with envy.
"Osmanthus wine!"
Hearing this, Ji Yi looked at the blue sky and pondered for a while.
"This is indeed a good note. After all, it is the season when the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming."
Speaking of this, Ji Yi looked at Jiang Yu'er with a smile on his face, and his heart suddenly With attention.
“Your mother didn’t take yesterday’s money, right.”
"No, my mother said that I would use the money to buy some shortbread for my brother in the evening. Yu'er also thinks this is a good idea."
Although Jiang Yu'er didn't know why Lin Yi asked this, But he still said happily.
"In this case, you and I will make the osmanthus wine this time. If your wine is sold for money, it will be considered yours."
"Okay, okay."
Jiang Yu'er said excitedly.
I am happy that I can make money, and I am happy to have something novel.
“Let’s go collect osmanthus flowers.”
After a while, after finishing the snacks in the box, Ji Yi stood up and left the recliner, and the two of them, one large and one small, walked out the door. go.
…….
“Look, it’s not there again…”
In the alley where sweet-scented osmanthus blooms, a group of little kids pick the blooming flowers in their hands and play with them, or bite them off and put them in their mouths to eat.
Suddenly, a naughty boy's eyes lit up, he pointed at the arriving Ji Yi and Jiang Yu'er, and shouted.
But before these words were spoken, the naughty kid suddenly froze in place under Ji Yi's gaze.
"Children who are disobedient will be picked up by wolves."
Jin Yi said calmly.
But the naughty child's gaze made the latter cry loudly, and together with the other naughty children, they turned around and ran towards the depths of the alley.
"Brother, why are they crying?"
Jiang Yuer said with a puzzled look.
“Of course I cried in discomfort after eating something I shouldn’t have eaten... Little girl, don’t eat irrelevant things casually in the future.”
As he spoke, Ji Yi looked up. Holding the snow-white osmanthus, he spoke.
"Start picking flowers."
"Brother, can you climb a tree? It's so high!"
Jiang Yu'er raised her head, tentatively grabbed it with her hands, and said with a frown. .
“No, the wind will help us.”
“Wind?”
Hearing this, Jiang Yu'er was stunned and saw Ji Yi raise his hand to grab the blooming sweet-scented osmanthus from the air. "Huh..."
The next moment, as a breeze blew, the blooming sweet-scented osmanthus was like a ripe fruit, one after another in this sudden breeze. Among them, it fell into the flower basket of the two people.
In just a moment, the empty flower basket was filled with sweet-scented osmanthus.
"Brother, you..."
Jiang Yuer asked with a shocked look on her face.
"Only Yu'er knows that my brother knows martial arts. This is a secret between the two of us, a secret that cannot be told to anyone."
Jin Yi looked solemn. said.
"As a price for the secret, if someone bullies you in the future, you can ask your brother to help you."
"If someone bullies my mother, will my brother take action?"
"Okay."
"Pull the hook!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yu'er's little face became solemn, and she stretched out her right hand and bent her little finger. .
Jin Yi looked at the serious face of this little guy and stretched out his right hand.
“If you hang yourself with a hook, it will not change for a hundred years.”
The next moment, the two hands were hooked together, wandering in the alley filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.
"Brother, you are so powerful, why do you come here and sell wine?"
On the way back, Jiang Yuer jumped up and down, asking various questions from time to time.
It seems that because of the shared secret, the relationship between the two people has become much closer.
“Brother has an enemy in his hometown, and that enemy is very powerful, so he has to make more money here before he can go back and defeat him.”
Ji Yi said half-jokingly.
"That must be a big bad guy."
Speaking of this, Jiang Yuer said angrily.
"Brother, let's go back to the brewing bar quickly. Yu'er will help you make money to fight the bad guys."
"Okay!"
Ji Yi smiled.
After returning to the yard, Lin Yi taught Jiang Yuer various methods of wine making one by one. Although the latter did not understand, he also learned very seriously.
Even though during the actual operation, I was disgraced and looked extremely clumsy, my face was still full of seriousness.
A few months passed in a blink of an eye.
“Brother, I’m here.”
In the early morning, just as Ji Yi yawned, he saw Mrs. Jiang standing outside the door with Jiang Yu'er, who said excitedly.
"Sorry to bother you again, I may come to pick her up later tonight."
Ms. Jiang put the prepared meals and snacks on the counter and said with an apologetic look.
"It doesn't matter."
Jin Yi nodded.
"Brother, go and have a look at our wine. The wine you mentioned is about to be brewed."
After Jiang left, Jiang Yu'er trotted over quickly, pulled Lin Yi's sleeves, and looked up. He said eagerly.
Time for a cup of tea.
On the stone table in the small courtyard, there are two more wine jars.
“It smells so good!”
Watching Lin Yi open one of the wine jars, Jiang Yu'er came over, sniffed hard, and looked at Lin Yi who was tasting the wine in amazement.
"How does it taste?"
"Not bad."
Jin Yi put down the wine glass in his hand and said listlessly.
The taste of this wine was already of the highest quality in the city, but it was still among the ordinary wines and could not meet the requirements in his heart.
"How can we make wine that contains artistic conception?"
Thinking of this, Lin Yi frowned.
"Pa!"
Just as Ji Yi was lost in thought, a soft sound suddenly came, followed by a wisp of a different fragrance.
The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus carries a hint of something strange.
The smell was very light, but when it floated into Ji Yi's nose, it made his mind involuntarily picture Jiang Yu'er smiling and serious while making wine.
"Brother, how about you try Yu'er's wine?"
Seeing Lin Yi, Jiang Yuer, who opened the wine jar and was about to drink secretly, was stunned for a moment, then smiled. He said, with a hint of nervousness in his smile.
"So that's it. If you place your feelings on things, things can create feelings, and so can the artistic conception."
A hint of enlightenment appeared in Lin Yi's eyes, and he held the osmanthus wine brewed by Jiang Yu'er. Drink it all in one gulp.
The cultivation of ordinary people is very weak, and in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they are no different from ants.
Mortal love is very real, even if it is insignificant...
But just this trace can make people remember it in the moment of birth.
……(End of this chapter)