No Worries about Food and Medicine

Although Ji Hong gave Yu Jinnian an ingenious answer in another way, but the answer was too good to be skewed. Yu Jinnian rarely played a small role and returned to a bowl of noodles that night. He did not prepare Ji Hong for medicinal diet. Tang, who hadn't thoughtfully filled Tang Tangzi in advance, lay in the quilt, and looked at the hand that was arbitrarily drawn around his waist as nothing.

However, this kind of cold war did n’t last for two hours. At midnight, the wind was violently out of the house. Although it did n’t snow again, it lifted the snow blanket on the original surface. Feeling cold on toes. He got up and added another fire to the charcoal basin, then returned to the bed, holding the candlelight, and the man curled up.

Yu Jinnian sighed and pushed his shoulder: "A Hong, A Hong."

Ji Hong slowly opened his eyes.

"The suit clothes sleep again, warmer." Yu Jinnian called him, helped to put on another layer of lining, and then let the people go back to the bed, he blew the lights out, and he got into it, both hands and feet. Stretching naughtily towards the man, while the other party seemed to have no temper no matter how to play tricks, Ji Hong wrapped the teenager broadly with his limbs and body.

"Warm or not?" Yu Jinnian asked.

Ji Hong raised the corner of his mouth, his voice was low and dumb, and there was a deep sense of deep sleep. He didn't answer, but only asked: "Don't you ignore me?" Yu Jinnian's drowsiness dissipated like this, both inside and out. He glared a pair of amber eyes and stared at Ji Hong, seeming to think he was laughing at his childishness. Ji Hong laughed, raised his head and kissed the tip of his nose, and then slowly kissed his eyes with warm and wet lips, making him have to close his eyes: "Warm, especially warm. Sleep."

Yu Jinnian then shrank into Ji Hong's arms.

What is the quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed, maybe this is it, Yu Jinnian thought of it before he fell asleep.

Although I got up and worked as usual on the second day, and started business in the lower board, it was actually just a show. Because everyone was reunited at home in the second and ninth year, few people would come out for food, and even if there were, it would be a few bowls. The noodle restaurant is scheduled to be used in the first month of the sauce, pork trotters, sauce chicken feet and other halogen flavors, or various kinds of preserved meat and meat floss. There is a section of Ming and Qinghuan in front of the hospitality. Yu Jinnian also slept for an hour longer than usual. Swallow to dress and wash.

Probably he was real and filled with **** soup for a while. The little bit of cold and healed, and he got up again without actually hitting him.

Sooner or later, Yu Jinnian went to the kitchen to fry a plate of onion-flavored pies. The cake is made of flour, eggs, and chopped small green onion kneaded into a dough, flattened with a rolling pin, and then fried into a pan, the two sides of the brown can be tasted, tender and crispy. Then pour a portion of raw flour in a pot washed with roasted dry water, stir fry until slightly yellow, then take out a portion of the ground sesame powder, drip a little vegetarian oil, and fry it in the pot, this becomes the noodles Tea powder.

When eating, it is brewed directly with boiling water, and it is sweet and drizzled with honey and rose sauce.

Yesterday Duan Minghui returned early, arrived at the noodle shop today, and found that the three sons of the Min family were sitting in the front hall, and they almost scared the soul away. He thought that there would be any conspiracy and hardship for his family son to live here, so I saw Min. Mao, naturally thought of his clever second brother, lest Ji Hong's whereabouts leaked.

Although he has opened a blacksmith shop alone all these years, in fact, the news from Beijing Middle School has not been inquired at all.

The boss of the Min family is more prudent, but less than three points of wisdom; the third of the Min family is too clever and becomes a fool. Only Min Ji, the second son of Min Jia's son, is outstanding and talented, and he is the most discerning and eloquent. He coaxed the emperor to praise him.

Min Xiang is a loyal minister. When he was young, he was loyal to his ears. He was very patient and thoughtful, and if today's son is close to confusion, who would like to be scolded all day long, but Min Xiang still admonishes himself. However, Master Er's son is different from his father. He is best at twists and turns. He talked about the eighteen generations of your ancestors and caught you off guard.

Therefore, there has always been a stubborn joke, saying that fortunately, the second son of Min Min is acting upright, not the villain, otherwise he can't tell the people and the people with his honey-sword skill.

For example, the huge bribery case of the Hube Ministry involving two hundred and twenty officials from Beijing to the local government was slashed on the East Penal Table for a time, and the criminals outside Beiyanguan wailed and wailed until the month after the event. Yu, the rouge floor is still under the platform, it is difficult to clean. However, the cause of this terrifying case was caused by Min Ji when he was passing Xifeng Mountain.

Who can believe that the gangster did nothing evil, but in the end, he and his second son were brothers and brothers, and he even happily sent a horse and horse to **** him to Beijing?

Yu Jinnian drank sesame morning tea, chopped scallion pancakes, listened to the glorious deeds of imaginary enemy Min Zhuma, knocked on the table indifferently, looked at Min Mao, who also gnawed scallion pancakes, and suddenly dragged the dish in front of him : "His brother, what is your second brother?"

Min Mao is as long as he has good food, two has beautiful scenery, three has his third brother, and the others are outside the body. At this time, his mouth is also eating Yujinnian's fried onion oil crispy biscuits in the morning. After killing his plate, it was as if he had taken his life, as if he were a pair of hands, what did he say: "Well, it is estimated to insert a **** in the inn?"

"..." Duan Ming's mouthful of noodle tea almost sprayed on Qinghuan's face.

Qing Huan gave him a scornful look.

"His brother, what should I say, be a little polite." There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys want to rule the king. When the second brother is away, Yu Jinnian poses as "I am your brother" and teach him word by word. Tao, "That's called healing."

Min Mao agreed with all his face: "Nian Ge, you are right about everything, can you return me the chives?"

Yu Jinnian pushed the dish to him with satisfaction: "What do you call me?"

Min Mao took a sip of sesame noodle tea: "Nian Ge?"

Yu Jinnian shook his head: "I'm walking with your third brother Ji's generation." He said, leaning in front of Min Mao's ear and whispering, "Look at your performance, I'll help you discuss A Hong's handwritten ink!"

Min Mao didn't say anything. He stared at the stars and immediately changed his mouth: "It's done! Nian brother, you're my dear brother!" Looking at his expression alone, it looks like it's cheap.

Duan Ming: "..."

Ji Hong boiled the tea out for them to eat after drinking early tea. He gathered up his clothes and sat next to the teenager, flipped an upside down teacup, poured a half cup of hot tea, and said helplessly: "What are you doing?" Play him again? "

Yu Jinnian held the tea cup with an innocent look, but what he said was not innocent at all: "Of course it is fun."

When Min Mao saw Ji Hong coming out, he sat at a table with him. He suddenly turned his elbow and poked Yu Jinnian to the ground, shaking his tail like a milk dog, and his eyes were flying out. Yu Jinnian looked at him as being pitiful, all of them are children of the Min family. How could the Min Xuefei next door wear a pair of pants with Ji Hong, but he didn't dare to take a miserable word?

"Okay, you write a chant to him." Yu Jinnian ticked Gou Jihong's finger under the table, an expression that would blow his ears.

"Pride and arrogance so quickly?" Ji Hong smiled. He either ignored people or spoiled the sky. At this moment, the boy shook his sleeve twice, and the resistance in his heart collapsed. He reluctantly agreed, so he immediately fetched the ink and asked Min Mao what kind of poem he wanted.

Min Mao thought about it for a while, and suddenly a flash of light flashed: "How about" Onion Sweet Cake Fu? "Seeing everyone's subtle expression, he changed the subject again," Then "Twenty-nine Ozawa Tastes the Spiced Noodle Tea" "."

Ji Hong: "..."

Yu Jinnian suddenly understood why Ji Hong refused to let go of it. After a hundred years, future generations recite the poems of Qingluan's son. What are the words "one chive and two cakes", or "sesame flavor comes from sesame seeds" "Sweet", if he was Ji Hong, he would have to get out of the ground with shame and indignation, and tore all these dirty poems clean.

Seeing that Ji Hong was almost cold, Yu Jinnian smiled and said: "Forget it, don't know him in general."

However, innocent, like Min Mao, did not want to understand whether he was dead or not. He had promised to be good, and he yelled at it with his elder brother. Why did he come to the end and say remorse! It's too bullying!

If the scallion buns can't be written, then write your own Spring Festival couplets and blessings!

Yu Jinnian took out the red paper cut to length and length, spread it on the table, and squatted aside to study ink for Ji Hong. Anyway, because it is a small shop for life, Ji Hong wrote a pen to write a prosperous business and the like, Yu Jinnian was not satisfied after reading it, wanted a blessing for peace, I want everyone to be healthy and healthy, and the day is smooth, but I do n’t care How much is the money.

After writing the Spring Festival couplets, Yu Jinnian went to the kitchen to cook the paste.

When Yu Jinnian was a child, the couples in the neighborhood were pasted with noodle paste. At that time, the paste in the market was very small and expensive. Not everyone was willing to buy the one to use it. Ordinary people stirred the flour paste with water. It's hard to get boiled by the fire, and the boiled noodle paste is not necessarily poorly sold out. It can't be torn from the wall for the next year. Later, with all kinds of glue, boiled paste became a strange thing. Every time the adoptive father boiled up the paste, the small hut was filled with fragrant fragrance, which was the most anticipated time when he was young. Every time he would hold a spoon and wait for the adoptive father to turn around and secretly scoop a spoonful to eat.

It is not difficult to boil the paste, but it also depends on the heat. If there is more water, the paste will not form, and if there is less water, it will form pimples. Yu Jinnian lit a small fire and stirred while burning, and the two greedy ghosts ran in. The big one was Min Mao, the small one was the ear spike that had just woken up. The two looked at the door frame and stared at him in the pot. Of the paste.

Yu Jinnian stirred them a little bit with two spoons, and after they licked them in a hurry, they smiled and said: "Paste, it will stick the intestines."

The two frightened and fled.

After making good use of the paste, Ji Hong has already written the blessings of a table, big and small, Qing Huan is stepping on the table and chairs to hang Pepsi for the heights, Yu Jinnian came out and posted Spring Festival couplets, and found that there were also a lot of streets on both sides. For the Red League, the two phases met and they all said enthusiastically, "Happy New Year." Ji Hong snatched the dangerous work, stepped on the ladder, first brushed the sides of the door with paste, and then paste the spring couplets.

Yu Jinnian leaned on the ladder below and blindly commanded: "Left to the left, right to the right, crooked!"

In addition to the couplets, the door gods and the blessing characters are also posted. The statues of the door gods are colorful. The two gods of the gods will hold the war halberds and wear black robe. Their eyes are full of anger and domineering majesty. There were naughty children on the street who couldn't bear their temper and couldn't wait for thirty. They ran out to explode firecrackers and were threatened by the father and mother holding the ear to the door wall and said: "If you don't obey, the **** Yu will grab you to feed the big insect!"

Lanterns hung high on both sides of the long street, and the wealthy people bought hexagonal and octagonal gauze lamps to hang them. The lamps came out of the palace. The most rare thing was to use glazed glass, and the others were as thin as cicada wings. The Luosha, the lamp or the graceful girl, or the beautiful scenery, as at night, like two bright moonlights hanging in the night sky, reflecting the residual snow Huihui, attracting people to stop.

Yu Jinnian hasn't passed such a delicious year, it is like he was hitting the chicken blood and was very excited. He has been pulling Ji Honglai affixed with enthusiasm happily. The stovetop was covered in bright red paper by Yu Jinnian, and the pottery jar for storing duck eggs was even more difficult to escape. Even the window casket of the room was hung up by him in a pair.

Min Mao ran back to the inn to digest the paste in his stomach, and looked at his brother again. When he came back, he was full of red eyes. The entire front hall was hung with Pepsi. He also posted a blessing on all the door posts. He **** Tao: "You are the Chinese New Year? Marriage is not so arrogant!"

Yu Jinnian was meeting in the kitchen, and he heard him screaming in front of him for a while. Then he took out a big slap in the face, with a little paste on the small corner, and snapped it on Min Mao's head: "Where is that?" What a nonsense! Go, at the door, post a go and see! "

Min Mao resembled a zombie, and ran errands with a banner of "Going out to see joy", and after entering the store, he found that Sui Sui Qinghuan was playing backgammon, and was suddenly tripped and figured out how to play Then, he rolled up his sleeves and killed Qinghuan for a few rounds. For half an hour, he suddenly remembered something and shouted into the backyard: "Little Brother! My second brother seems to be in great pain, so please go and see."

"..." This is really a younger brother. When you think of it, your brother will have to settle down!

Yu Jinnian put down his hands, wiped the noodles on his fingers, and quickly filled a bowl of porridge in the food box. He and Ji Hong went to visit them in the past. When I entered the door of the inn, I saw that Min Xuefei was supporting the railing and was going upstairs. Both legs were swirling and his face was sallow. The poetic two carefully followed behind him, lest he fall.

Yu Jinnian observed him like this, and knew that the abdominal pain was caused by the drug effect, so he used to support him and smiled and asked: "But the hard blood of the pus has been expelled?"

Min Xuefei cried a lot. Although the abdominal pain was much better, he was able to get out of bed and walked a little today, but the medicine was really diarrhea and he was gone. At the moment, his belly was hollow, and when he saw Yu Jinnian, it seemed as if he had experienced the medicine delivered by Gu Dao again. The pain of Dharma, there was another layer of emptiness on the body, and you said with resentment: "Mr. Yu Xiao is really a magician ..."

The second son of the Min family became famous when they were young, so much so that they were flattered by others. However, in Xin'an County, these two days, they really felt the feeling of breathing. He was lying in bed, covering his aching and hungry stomach, looking forward to The little boss of the Yu family sent out kindness and gave him something that could be imported. Until he looked forward to seeing a bowl of gruel from Yu Jinnian's side, a thin layer of rice fluttered in the porridge, and he almost fainted with two eyes.

Poetic and artistic meaning: "Two sons!"

"It's not that I won't give you food." Yu Jinnian sincerely said, "This is for you. Eat less today, and you will be better tomorrow."

Ji Hong thoughtfully covered Min Xuefei with a quilt: "Listen to Jinnian."

Min Xuefei groaned in his heart: You two are probably not to join forces to torture me.

Yu Jinnian laughed and said nothing, he watched Min Xuefei slowly drink the warm porridge water, and slightly increased or decreased the amount of the medicine in the rhubarb peony soup, and because he now has the pus, it has gradually become thin and loose. Stopped Dachengqi Decoction, changed to Angelica Siwu with Coprinus cinquefoil, frankincense, and myrrh, grinded into a powder, mixed with warm white wine for external use, and applied it to the pain on the right abdomen while hot to promote blood circulation Remove blood stasis and relieve pain.

Taking another day of medicine, it is estimated that when New Year's Eve tomorrow, he will be able to support his body to a bowl of noodles to celebrate the New Year.

Instructed to catch the medicine poetically, Yu Jinnian looked at him and Ji Hong and seemed to want to say something, and consciously didn't stop Min Er's eyes in the room, carrying the empty food box downstairs. Just out of the Fangjia Inn, far away, I saw a thin figure hovering in the alley opposite the noodle shop. The small thing was hidden in the corner, and it was not easy to be discovered. However, he still held a piercing eye in front of him. Incomparable red silk cloth, so that he could not be seen.

The little thing secretly ran to a bowl of noodle restaurants, and just about to put down the things in his arms, he heard a shock from the back: "Achun!"

A Chun shivered, throwing things around and ran away. Yu Jinnian threw the impediment food box in front of the inn, immediately caught up, ran to the noodle shop and looked at a familiar piece of paper wrapped in the cloth of his eyes. Startled, he was longer than the other by his own legs, and chased two streets.

A Chun tripped and was about to fall and knocked on the rock, he was held in the arms by Yu Jinnian, gave it aside, he fell down in the snow, but he was stupid A Chun Guarded.

Yu Jinnian groaned, feeling that his **** turned into eight petals, and he looked down at the teenager in front of him: "Call you, what are you running?"

A Chun withdrew from his arms, anxiously anxious: "I, I ... Brother Xiao Nian, can't you see me without being treated?"

Yu Jinnian was strange: "Why?" He suddenly remembered, "These Xie Yili were all sent by you before? Duck eggs and ham."

A Chun held back his strength and refused to say, Yu Jinnian rubbed his **** and stood up, going back: "That's fine, I'll go back and yell now, the cloth was sent by A Chun! Ah, and the green eggs -"

"Xinian Brother, Xiaonian Brother!" A Chun quickly climbed up, grabbed Yu Jinnian's clothing corner with both hands, and stared at him with a pair of big eyes, "Please, Xiaonian, if my brother knows that I was found , He will not come back ... Xiaonian, I will do everything. If you do n’t see me, I will make silk flowers for you, and I will sing songs! "

Yu Jinnian took a closer look at this silly boy and found that he seemed to be slightly thinner than he had seen last time. The baby on both cheeks was deflated and looked a little haggard, and his black hair was also twisted around his head, not to mention When A Chun raised his head, his neck was greasy with a thin layer of gray, and his clothes were dirty and had not been washed for a long time.

He wondered: "How long has it been since I took a shower, what about your brother?"

A Chun lowered his head and twisted his fingers and said, "It's all my brother who bathed me. I don't know where my brother was. He said he would go out and ask me to wait at home. Yes ..." He broke his finger After counting for a while, but still unable to count the number of days, he tangled, "I have been giving three gifts for so long."

How could there be more than a month before and after these three ceremonies, Yu Jinnian frowned: "Then these things are from you?"

After a while, A Chundun nodded, then suddenly excitedly compared with Yu Jinnian: "Brother is smart, I made a booklet for me to tear off a sheet before going to bed every night. When I draw the circle, I will give you something! My brother said, "You ca n’t be found by you. When the booklet is completely torn off, he will come back!"

"So ... can't you treat me as if you didn't find me?" A Chun blinked and begged him. "There are still a few and few photos I'm going to finish. A Chun thinks of my brother so much, I sleep every day. I miss it. "

Perhaps it was Jing Zhong who was afraid that Ji Hong knew that the gift was a gift from him, and he would rudely refuse the door, so he came up with this method. Yu Jinnian touched A Chun's head and asked Wen Wen: "A Chun, how do you eat and sleep these days? How do you live this year?"

"Brother left me a lot of delicious food!" A Chunchun really laughed. He didn't understand the meaning of Yu Jinnian's question, and he didn't seem to know that New Year's Eve was the day of the family reunion. Say, it's just as simple as "I want to miss a person".

And waiting for him is as easy as tearing a circle of paper.

Yu Jinnian couldn't bear to pick him up a little fool guarding the empty house cold stove for the New Year, he had to lead him back to a bowl of noodle restaurants: "Don't tear it, come here for the Chinese New Year. We have more delicious food, including meat and candy, And firecrackers. "

A Chun naturally likes Yu Jinnian, he will eat well and heal the disease: "But, I promised my brother that I won't go around. If he doesn't see me when he comes back ..."

Yu Jinnian stopped and said seriously: "A Chun, you have to listen to your brother, your brother has to listen to A Hong, and A Hong has to listen to me. You count, who should you listen to in the end?"

A Chun dumb his head for a long time, squatted on the ground again, picked up a small wooden stick and drew a strange figure in the snow. After thinking about it for a long time, he raised his head and answered seriously: "Well, A Chun should Listen to Xiaonian. "

Yu Jinnian was amused by him: "Yeah. Can I go home with Xiaonian now?"

Achun nodded, reached out and grabbed Yu Jinnian's little finger, and obediently followed him. Yu Jinnian is not too tall. A Chun is shorter than him. Moreover, A Chun Sheng's water spirit is cute and clever. The back view of the two holding hands looks strange. It looks like Yu Jinnian abducted an obedient pedophile, but Yu Jinnian knew he was immature and thought he was just a child, and he didn't have any thoughts.

However, he does not, does not mean that others do not.

Before they had entered the front hall, they listened to the words, and Nao Min Mao was holding the sunflower seeds, squatting next to the door frame, and shouting with a loud voice: "Oh, Ji San! Nian Ge is back, but What is he doing holding hands with others? Holding them all the way hey! Hey, the boy is pretty ... "

Yu Jin's youthful stooped down and grabbed a snow, and shook his head to Min Mao's face: "Look for it, shut up, you!"