A Rural Life in the 70s

While agreeing to wash your hands, help to take the dishes, and ran into the house with joy, smashed the half bottle of wine left by Zheng Qiushi. Liao Chen swayed: "There is a good dish to be served with good wine. I will have a drink with Liao Chen's brother!"

Liao Chenyi glanced at the white porcelain bottle and smiled: "This wine is too high, where is the drink you drink... Hey!"

As Liao Chen gestured, Xiaoqiu turned to look at the past, but saw a bottle of wine wrapped in newspapers on the table. She put the white porcelain bottle in her hand, walked in three or two steps, and opened the newspaper, but saw the liquid in the transparent glass bottle, such as flowing gold, clear and transparent, exuding charming colors.

Valuable wine? !

Xiaoqiu almost cried out with joy, and finally stopped at the time of speaking and exporting. After a moment, he looked at Liao Chen with joy and joy: "What kind of wine is this? This color is so beautiful!"

Liao Chen smiled and walked over, picked up the bottle and pointed the words on the top to Xiaoqiu: "This is a wine made in Hungary and is said to be especially suitable for girls to drink."

Xiaoqiu carefully took the bottle and saw the beautiful figure Arabic numerals on the bottle: 6, and the year marked: 1965. She didn't know the other words, but with these two numbers here, Xiaoqiu couldn't give birth to a little scorn.

What is the concept of six-year quality and fifteen-year aging? In the 21st century, there are at least a few thousand pieces. Just open it and drink it? Xiaoqiu will not sleep at night!

She held the wine in her hands and looked up Liao Chen for a long time: "Is this not cheap?"

Liao Chen’s child laughed: “You have a lot of money to make a little girl? Is it still such a financial fan? Rest assured, you earned me money and bought enough bottles!”

Coming back from G City, Xiaoqiu purchased the money, and Zhang Luo let Liao Chen and Song Xiucheng all enter the stock.

In the early period, Song Xiucheng and Tang Weiguang bought a star photo newspaper for a few months and earned a few thousand dollars. They all came in. Liao Chen’s money is not much, but he took out that he went to Hong Kong to be the Hong Kong dollar and the US knife given by his uncle and cousin. He converted more than 30,000 shares at the current exchange rate. After two months of operation, at the end of the year, Song Xiucheng’s thousands of pieces have been turned over, leaving a working capital, and more than 3,000. Liao Chen voted more, and the natural points were more, and the light bonus was divided by 20,000.

Listening to Liao Chen saying this, think about him, but he does not lack a bottle of money. Xiaoqiu only safely collected the wine, but he was not willing to open it. He carefully broke into his house and said it was hidden in the box with Liao Chen. In fact, she was already included in the big blue and white flower.

For a moment, she still wants to open the wine, let the big blue and white flower copy a lot out... but still can't be sure, the wine will not lose the aroma after opening, in the end, I don't dare to mess, I have to give up temporarily.

The hot mutton pot is steamed and fragrant. Xiaoqiu was happy, in the end, wrapped around Liao Chen, and asked for a half-hearted Moutai.

Two people whispered while eating, I don’t know if it was steaming, or a little bit of wine on the face, Xiaoqiu’s cheeks fainted with a layer of red, as if the good white jade was frozen with a layer of Xia, Yanyan It’s hard to see.

Xiaoqiu held a wine cellar and wanted it. Liao Chen refused to pour her wine again. She turned to the kitchen and opened a small rice wine brewed by Xiaoqiu. He took a small bowl and said: "Drink this!"

This wine is still brewed in the fall, and it has been brewed for more than three months. It has already produced a slight yellow, which is much richer than the original wine.

Xiaoqiu took a sip, and the unfiltered turbid wine had a mellow and thick, and the entrance was slightly sweet. Later, a light and pure wine was gradually released.

She grinned and smiled and said: "Catoy is not willing to drink, can only drink the brewed turbid wine to solve it!"

Said, as a heroic, holding a wine bowl to toast Liao Chen.

This is to come back for a young year, Liao Chen is not ready to go out again, look at Xiaoqiu Xiaohe's apple face, but he has made a pitiful appearance, where he still refuses to accept, simply follow her meaning and also toast The small wine cellar and the porcelain bowl slammed and slammed into a slamming sound. Liao Chen’s backhand drank half a sip of wine and then looked up. Xiaoqiu also drank a large mouthful of turbid wine, drums licking, and the little nose was red and moist. Mouth, there is a pair of black and bright eyes, alive and take off a cat, Liao Chen did not think, raised his hand on the head of Xiaoqiu, licked her soft hair.

"Oh..." Xiaoqiu swallowed the wine in his mouth and made a satisfying voice. He did not hide his head. Instead, he snorted like a cat and smiled and said: "The incense is hot." The mutton pot is eaten, the little drink is drinking, this little day is over, it’s not too happy...”

In the last sentence, I sang a scorpion in a desperate way, and I was so troubled that Liao Chen couldn’t help it anymore. I almost laughed and fell out: "So something is satisfied? How much!"

"Well, I didn't think about how much I had." Liao Chen's brother's knowledge, I can test the champion in the past, and now I am not happy, Liao Chen brother did not think about it, what did the university graduate? Xiaoqiu squinted and squinted. After drinking a little wine, he became more and more lazy. He simply retracted one leg to the chair, sitting half-disc in the backrest chair, and the small body became a group, more and more like a The cat is full of feet.

"Oh, in the future..." Liao Chen squinted and focused on Xiaoqiu with a piece of lamb meat, and even the bowl of chopsticks was handed to her. "Don't drink alcohol, eat more meat... In the future, there are many things that can be done. You can earn money by doing business like Xiaoqiu, and you can find a unit to work..."

Once, he was determined to inherit the ancestral industry to join the army, but now that the ancestral industry has been inherited, he does not have to rush to fight for anything. Anyway, this year's college students are still rare, after finishing the business, the unit is rushing to get it, the politics is good, the business is good!

Looking at this kind of Liao Chen, Xiao Qiu is inexplicably somewhat distressed.

She would like to say a few words to persuade him to comfort him, and to open his solution to the pain. But what he said is: "After the end of the new year, the year is not far away. When will Liao Chen’s brother go back?"

"It's almost..." Liao Chen promised to be vague, toasting, and doing it first, then whispering to himself: "The turbid wine is a family of thousands of miles, and Yan Ran is not worthy of it..."

His voice is too small, Xiaoqiu did not hear clearly, and the wine was somewhat on the head, and asked directly: "What did you say about Liao Chen's brother? What a cup of turbid wine..."

Liao Chen smiled and raised his hand and licked Xiao Xiaoqiu's hair. He joked: "Small girl, are you homesick?"

"Yeah, I am homesick, I really want to think about it. I have long been looking forward to putting a winter vacation and going home soon. Zheng Laotou’s wife is too ruined. I have to take me to the hospital for an internship and say that I have to finish at least. This week... It’s only Tuesday, it’s just a New Year’s Eve after the week...”