Rural Friends Circle

After a whole afternoon of hard work, the network cable was finally fixed.

Tang Feng installed the LCD TV, computer and other home appliances he had bought earlier in the bamboo house from the Xianyun bracelet.

At dusk, the bamboo house, which originally had a strong ancient atmosphere, suddenly turned gorgeously.

The 60-inch LCD TV, the bright LED chandelier, and other modern electronic products, added a bit of modern atmosphere to this classic, which can be regarded as a combination of classic and modern.

After finishing all this, Tang Feng left the valley happily, leaving only Du Ci here to continue his introductory practice of the body-refining technique.

"Hu Zi, where are my parents?" Looking around, Tang Feng did not see his parents, so he asked Hu Zi.

"Brother, uncle and aunt went back to the city." Hu Zi answered honestly.

"By the way, brother, my aunt asked me to tell you something before she left. She will be back tomorrow."

Well, this is because she is afraid that she will drive Xiaobai away. Tang Feng curled his lips and snorted in his heart.

Inside the villa, the lights were bright. In the kitchen, there were ding-dong sounds. Two figures were busy inside. Occasionally, there was a burst of cheerful laughter, especially the laughter of Li's sister-in-law. It was a happy one.

A vixen is a vixen, and it will charm people.

Looking towards the kitchen, Tang Feng muttered and sat down on the sofa.

I didn't feel anything when I was busy, but when I was free, the pain in my body came up again. He was uncomfortable and a little fidgety.

At dinner time, the people working on the farm came to the villa in groups of three or two, like birds looking for food. Soon, the villa became lively again.

For the people on the farm, what they value most is this dinner, because for dinner, they can drink the medicinal wine brewed by the boss.

Nowadays, all the people on the farm, regardless of gender, are addicted to medicinal wine. If they don't drink it during the day, they will dream about it at night.

In order to satisfy the appetite of these drunkards, Tang Feng specially brewed three large jars of medicinal wine and placed them in the basement of the villa.

After the meal was served, Hu Zi came up from the basement with a jar of wine in his hand. When the jar of wine was placed on the table, the people on the table were all smiling and pushed their wine bowls over.

Xiao Bai, who had wiped Tang Feng's hands with a basin, stood by and watched the scene with some curiosity.

When Hu Zi opened the lid of the jar, the mellow aroma of wine dissipated, and she couldn't help but take two deep sniffs. The aroma of wine was so good that it made people a little drunk with just one sniff.

"Sister Xiaobai, this is the medicinal wine that my brother made himself. It's delicious. You should have some too." After Hu Zi poured wine for everyone, he came up and said to Xiao Bai with a smile.

"Hu Zi, thank you." Xiao Bai smiled lightly and said softly.

While speaking, she quietly glanced at Tang Feng who was sitting next to her. Seeing that he didn't express any opinion, she pushed the wine bowl on the table over.

After Hu Zi poured wine for her, she picked up the wine bowl with her fair jade hands, and habitually placed her left hand in front of her, covering the wine bowl and her lips, and took a sip gently.

The people at the table all raised their heads to watch her drink. Her elegant manners were particularly pleasing to the eye.

Even Tang Feng stopped his bowl and chopsticks and turned his head to look at her. It must be said that this woman's manners were really too elegant and beautiful.

As the cool wine entered her mouth, Xiao Bai felt an indescribable sweet and rich aroma of wine spreading in her mouth, constantly stimulating her taste buds, and at the same time, a heat flow spread in her body.

Recalling the fragrance, she believed that even if she had walked in this world for so long, no other wine could compare with this wine.

Whether it was the taste or the kind of spiritual things contained in it, they were unique.

As the night deepened, when Tang Feng, with a dark face, helped the hungover fairy to the room upstairs, he really had the urge to stuff the fairy into the trunk of the car and throw it away.

He could see that this fairy, not to mention her greed for wine, had a terrible alcohol tolerance. After just two small bowls, she didn't know east, west, south, or north.

But even when she was drunk, this fairy was still as elegant and quiet as before, neither noisy nor noisy.

After settling the fairy Xiaobai, Tang Feng returned to his bedroom, took out his mobile phone, logged into WeChat, and when the WeChat page opened, his eyes lit up.

The friend recommendation that had not appeared for a long time appeared again.

Moreover, this time, the system generously recommended five friends to him at once, each of which was a well-known god in the fairy world.

For example, the God of Food, the Altar Cleansing Messenger, Shen Gongbao, the Night Wandering God, and a less famous Fu Hua Shangjun.

Among these five gods, the most famous ones are the Altar Cleansing Messenger and Shen Gongbao.

The Altar Cleansing Messenger is Zhu Bajie, the Marshal of the Heavenly Peng in Journey to the West. As for Shen Gongbao, he is the most active negative character in the Investiture of the Gods.

As far as Tang Feng knows, the system recommends friends, and they are not recommended casually. They are all very purposeful. So the system recommends these five gods to him, and what can he do to help these five gods?

After adding these five gods as friends one by one, he first opened Zhu Bajie's circle of friends.

Altar Cleansing Envoy (Tian Peng Grand Marshal) Zhu Bajie: A thousand years have passed since I went to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. According to the agreement made that day, I, Zhu Bajie, can return to the Daoist sect five thousand years later. Only a thousand years have passed. How can I survive the remaining four thousand years?

Altar Cleansing Envoy (Tian Peng Grand Marshal) Zhu Bajie: In this temple, the offerings of pilgrims are all vegetarian. I, Zhu Bajie, haven't had any oily food in my stomach for a long time. The rules of the monks are there, and I, Zhu Bajie, can't take the initiative to break the rules. Which kind-hearted god can send me some oily food?

After reading the two inner monologues of Zhu Bajie in his circle of friends, Tang Feng couldn't help laughing out loud. It was just like the legend. This Tian Peng Grand Marshal was an out-and-out foodie.

If you want to eat oily food, isn't that easy?

Tang Feng smiled, got up, went into the kitchen, searched around in the refrigerator, found two roast ducks, put the two roast ducks in the microwave, heated them up, took a photo with his mobile phone, and sent it to Zhu Bajie.

In the earth, in a certain temple of the altar, a young man in white clothes, with oily hair and powdered face, sat cross-legged between the clouds.

If you are not familiar with Marshal Tianpeng, who can't believe that this young man with oily hair and powdered face is actually the famous altar messenger Zhu Bajie.

Is Zhu Bajie ugly? Of course not. The reason why he appeared in the form of a pig in Journey to the West was that a certain dishonest old man wanted to disgust the two saints in the West.

The real Marshal Tianpeng was a very manly immortal, and the young man with oily hair and powdered face at this time, in the outline of his eyebrows, was still seven points similar to Marshal Tianpeng himself.