No Worries about Food and Medicine

The chrysanthemum cake can be eaten cold, but the chrysanthemum is cold, and the cabbage is also cold. Ji Hong is already cold, and still needs some hot wine. Yu Jinnian thought so, took it to warm the wine and vegetables, and then put it back in the courtyard, telling today's dishes to Ji Hong one by one.

Although the porridge dish has been heated twice repeatedly, it is not as bright and tempting as it was when it was just out of the pot, but it can still be seen that the cook has spent a lot of thoughts. Even if it is the poorest sour porridge, it is treated rough and not rough, and the entrance is soft.

The teenager's throat knotted slightly while talking, his lips were rosy and bright, and Ji Hong stretched out his hand when he thought about it.

Yu Jinnian was thinking wildly and suddenly he was holding his wrist. He panicked for a moment, and the bamboo chopsticks fell to the ground in his hand. He was about to pick it up.

Ji Hong handed the bamboo chopsticks in his hand to Yu Jinnian, and dragged him to follow him by force, and carried it in his arms: "Eat."

With a slightly scented chest attached to his back, Yu Jinnian was sitting in front of Ji Hong, with a hand on his waist, he was a little restrained at first, and then he felt a slight shoulder and heard a low Exhalation. For a while, no one spoke, and Yu Jinnian couldn't help but languish. After eating a bowl of sour porridge, he put down his chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat it?" Ji Hong reached his shoulder, and after a while, he couldn't hear the swallowing sound of food slipping from the throat, so he looked up and touched Yu Jinnian's waist around his belly. Go, "It's still flat here."

Yu Jinnian shook his head: "Full."

Where did Ji Hong not know what the young man was thinking, he said with a chuckle: "Since I am full, then listen to me tell you a story?"

"Whose story?" Yu Jinnian turned to look at him, a simple question in his eyes.

"My second brother." Ji Hong pinched his fingertips, "Want to listen?"

Hearing the words, Yu Jinnian couldn't help but leaned sideways and sat up straight, looking at him intently, looking forward to him. In this way, Ji Hong didn't have the courage to speak, so he pulled the young man back again, still holding his back from the back, and took a sip of wine with the young man's hand, and then slowly said: "There is a kind of liquor in Beijing, named Mouxinchun, which has a strong flavor and is drunk immediately. It is said that there are tens of thousands of fighting spirits, and those who are attracted to it are rushing."

After hearing him talk about wine, Yu Jinnian curiously said: "Are you really drunk as soon as you die?"

"I don't know." Ji Hong seemed to recall something interesting, and he couldn't help bending his lips. "Second brother secretly poured a spoonful into my cheese, when I was only four years old and drunk for a day. One night unconscious, when I woke up, my headache was so dizzy, but I saw my second brother sitting on the bed and laughed at me. From that moment on, I became angry with my second brother, and I do n’t want to drink anymore. The taste has long been forgotten ... "

Yu Jin Young chuckled.

Ji Hong touched his chin and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Jinnian lowered his head slightly, rubbed his hands next to Ji Hong, and thought, "I thought that the second brother was the kind of person with high style and brilliance, or the frosty high mountain flower like you, but did not I thought that the second brother turned out to be ... "He thought about it for a while, but he didn't know how to describe it, and finally gave up:" In short, it's completely different from you. No wonder you have such a bad drink, it was the second brother who was scared. "

"How is it different?" Ji Hongdao said.

Yu Jinnian was determined: "Your words, it is determined that it is impossible to pour wine into a four-year-old doll bowl, and to laugh at others after drunk."

This is indeed the reason, but the second brother is like this. In short, he is unwilling to go according to common sense, and in the end, this matter is in the end the Ji Honghour's embarrassment. If there is too much, it will inevitably be laughed at by the teenager. He struggled and took the lead away: "However, the volume of the second brother's wine is wonderful. In Mochun, he can even judge the altar, drink the sword of the moon, and sing poetry according to the water. Yes. He often said that it is necessary to rely on swords and lakes, to settle things in all directions, and to fix the chaos in the world-but it is just to talk about it. "

Although it was just a scribble, Yu Jinnian seemed to have seen such a laid-back scene. He was very comfortable surrounded by Ji Hong, so he leaned back leaning obediently, adjusted his sitting posture and leaned on Ji Hong, listening to him to continue.

"Because his father had so many enemies, the second brother also had a guard of twelve people, half of which was allocated to him by his father, and the other half were selected by him personally. They are almost the same age as the second brother. The youngest That is also the most sturdy. It is said that he used to be a little gardener in the chrysanthemum garden. When his second brother saw that he was agile and interesting, he promoted him and gave him a new sword. "

Yu Jinnian was breathless and realized that he was going around, actually talking about Jing Zhong. Ji Hong felt a slight tension in his arms and nodded: "Well, that is Jing Zhong."

"Actually, the second brother and Jing Zhong are the most talkable. They are of the same age, have the same temperament, and love the chrysanthemum. When the second brother goes out, he will not bring all the twelve guards, sometimes two or three, and walk away. There are seven or eight in the distance, and there will often be Jing Zhong inside. "

Yu Jinnian noticed that the arm around his waist tightened slightly.

"It was the same day as the accident," Ji Hong closed his eyes and said, "The other party is prepared, and we are just out of the city looking for flowers, and the results can be imagined-all the seven guards brought out that day died, leaving only Jing Loyal one ... "

Thinking of the day, Ji Hong's long swordsmen scolded Jing Zhong for "infidelity and unrighteousness". Yu Jinnian had already guessed the ending. He gently grabbed Ji Hong's arm and dared not ask how.

Ji Hong said with a smile: "In fact, it doesn't matter what I want to think about. Later, the second brother said that he wanted to retreat in front of life and death. This is normal. He told me not to complain, no hate, Tell me that it ’s better to live than anything else. Even in the last few days, my second brother still smiled and hugged me, warmed and hummed for me, and told me that I had never been to the sea and the horizon. "

"But the second brother is gone, and I who killed him is still alive, and Jing Zhong who abandoned him is also alive. If not us ..."

He was immersed in the past that other people could not reach, as if it were very distant and difficult to touch. Yu Jinnian turned and knelt on one knee on the stool, holding his face and whispered: "Ahong, Ahong."

"Huh?" Ji Hong lifted his eyes, and his eyes were dark like night. His eyes gradually condensed and gathered on the face of the eager teenager before he finally showed a little gentleness. "What's wrong?"

Seeing him recovering, Yu Jinnian's heart was slightly wider, his eyebrows lowered and said: "It's nothing ... I haven't used some tea for so long? I'll make some."

Ji Hong didn't stop him, he watched him run into the kitchen, and then the lights in the kitchen turned on, orange and orange, very warm and exciting.

Yu Jinnian did not know where the tea set in this house was placed. On the bright side, he found a good Pucha tea ball. Pucha is also divided into two kinds of raw and cooked tea, which have different effects. It is cooked tea.

He knocked off a piece, cooked it in a pot, and put a few red dates on it, cooking slowly. The cooked pucha is inherently mild and mild, sobering and refreshing, and adding red dates can strengthen the stomach and spleen. If it wasn't for the noodle shop with its own ingredients, Yu Jinnian could also make some refreshing refreshments by hand.

After boiling the red jujube tea, Yu Jinnian hurriedly poured a cup while it was hot, making Ji Hong hold it warm in his hands and said, "Sit for a long time and go to chill. Be careful, it's a little hot."

Ji Hong did it according to his words. After a cup of tea, he sighed contentedly, his head resting on the pillar, looking at the starry night sky, saying, "I want to understand something today."

"What is it?" Yu Jinnian frowned.

Ji Hong put down the teacup and drew the thin boy in front of him. He slowly said, "The second brother asked me not to resent and hate Jing Zhong, because I did not want me to be unhappy for this ... Jin Nian, I also I only hope that you can live in peace for a long time. Jing Zhong is just an insignificant little person, he is dead or alive, what do I do, but I do n’t want you and I to live apart from him. "

Realizing the tenderness in the man's words, Yu Jinnian was at a loss for a moment: "I ..."

Ji Hong got up, lifted the chin of the teenager, lightly printed on his lips, and spoiled his eyes again revealed a hint of danger: "You can save yourself, this man alone, don't let me see it again in the future. "

Yu Jinnian asked in a murky manner: "If I saw how ..."

Ji Hong lowered his head, leaning against the tip of the teenager ’s nose, and if he exhaled lightly, it was ambiguous and had a rather vicious taste: "See you once, fight once. Is it feasible?"

Yu Jinnian nodded seriously and clenched his fists: "I will fight for you."