After putting down the phone, Lu Xiancheng said to his workers: "You can eat it yourself tonight, whether you want to drink white or red, you can send someone to the wine cellar at home to get wine."

"Are you having something wrong?" Lu Yao asked Lu Xiancheng.

Lu Xiancheng said: "Mu Zhi just came back today and had already talked about the old lady's place in the evening. When the children heard that they had to go to see the grandmother and grandma. Mei Qinrui had to follow him as soon as the children went there. If I left me alone, the old lady would definitely complain again. So you can eat tonight and I will go to the old house at the foot of the mountain."

After hearing this, Lu Yao said, "Then go, let's eat with us here without anyway!"

"If there are outsiders, it's like I'm abused you at first. OK! Find someone to go back with me to get the wine," said Lu Xiancheng.

When Lu Yao heard this, he turned his head and looked at it: "Shanhu, go back with your husband! Get more red ones, just make it from the husband's own manor, you need the top ones! It's almost done with such a box. Don't take the white ones into boxes. Four or five bottles are enough. Don't have Maotai. There are no white-mouthed bottles on the left-hand rack. There are no marks on it, and the red wine stuffed in the stuffed ones. If you drink well, drink less, so that you won't delay any trouble."

"You guys, you really know how to pick it. I have less than two boxes of white-mouthed bottles left here. You can only get four or five bottles here. It's really good to taste!" Lu Xiancheng pointed at Lu Yao and said.

Lu Yao smiled and said, "Didn't you say that everything is done? How could you still be able to pay your debts with everyone?"

"What is my debt? If you want to drink it, just take it." Lu Xiancheng said. Baikou Bottle is a simple small bottle of wine. In the words of the market, it is a loose wine. This thing is not a good name, but the loose wine in Lao Lu's cellar is not a loose wine on the market, but a special wine in the wine industry. It is a wine that is stored in the old winery. It is a wine that has been specially used to select major awards.

Old Lu got a batch here, but he rarely drank it. The old man rarely drank now, so he kept it in the wine cellar at home, so he was thinking about it. This thing is naturally rare for ordinary drunkards, but for Lu Xiancheng, as long as he wanted too much, it might be a problem. One or two boxes were not a big deal.

"Take care for this pony. If it is broken, you will be deducted for half a year's salary." After Lu Xiancheng joked with everyone, he glanced at the little mare in the stable and left the stable.

After returning home, I found that the family had already gone to the old house at the foot of the mountain. I helped Yan Shanhu get the wine. Then I went to the stable to prepare saddles for Luchen, and the horses I rode on came towards the old house.

After leaving the new house on the top of the mountain, I walked for a while to reach the ancient forest. The ancient forest is no longer thick and thick as the beginning, but the branches are small and the branches are sparse. Now every ancient tree is covered with lush and lush. Following the path between the ancient trees, because I often walk through here, a path has been naturally completed. This path is not wide and only thirty or fifty centimeters. Just as Mr. Lu Xun said, there is no road in the world, and more people will be the road.

Because of ancient trees, the grass in the forest has almost never been exposed to the sun, so the grass in the forest cannot grow tall, and only about ten centimeters of the ground is protruded. Therefore, Lu Xiancheng walking along the path can clearly see the dark yellow earth color of the ground. Nowadays, Gushan or Binshan, there are few such earth color. Almost the places where grass can be planted are planted with grass. The reason is very simple. One more portion of grass means an extra portion of income. Not to mention feeding crops at home, even if it is cut, no matter what dry or wet it is, it is still an income.

The verdant ancient trees blocked the sunset hanging outside in the sky. Before the evening, the night was already felt in the woods, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped by two or three degrees than outside. However, this is a paradise for birds. As soon as you enter the ancient woods, you can hear the endless cries of birds. These birds are hidden deep in the dense canopy. Even if you find birds singing there, it is difficult to detect.

The ancient woods are now a big scene in Luxian City Ranch. In two or three years, nearly 400 ancient trees were collected and transplanted from the world. The color of leaves in spring, summer, autumn and winter has changed, winning the ancient woods as a colorful forest. Unfortunately, such a scenery is not something that ordinary people can appreciate.

One man and one horse entered the ancient woods, took a deep breath of the air in the ancient woods, and suddenly felt that his heart and lungs were lighter, and he was indescribable to feel refreshed.

Stepping out of the ancient woods, looking around, under the light golden sunset, the grass on the entire pasture showed the thick and strong colors like Van Gogh's oil paintings, like pieces of primary colors piled up on canvas with completely different levels of space. Now the sun is no longer dazzling, and it hangs red on the top of the mountain, reflecting the entire pasture.

Within sight, the wooden old house had already curled smoke from cooking fires. The faint white smoke was spit out of the chimney so lightly, and then gradually dissipated in the air.

As soon as he saw the old house, Lu Xiancheng couldn't help but feel saliva from his mouth, and he smiled and patted Lu Chen's neck: "Hurry up, I can smell the fragrance of the small fish pot stickers floating out of the pot!"

As long as it was a big pot together, Lu Xiancheng knew that his mother would definitely be either steamed buns or small fish pot stickers. Now, the family can't have steamed buns for a meal, but only small fish pot stickers.

It seemed as if he felt the master's spirit on the horse's back, and the furnace spread out his four hooves and ran towards the old house.

When he arrived at the house, Lu Xiancheng saw his mother busying herself on the old stove outside the house. Sitting behind the pot, the one who was burning the fire was his wife Mei Qinrui. As for Lu Muzhi and the three little things, they were having fun on the terrace. They got together and didn't know what to play. Anyway, they were having fun, and no one cared about Lu Xiancheng's arrival.

Grandma Lu sat on the rocking chair next to her and looked at her granddaughter and her great-grandchildren playing with her, her face full of satisfaction. When she saw her grandson dismount, she just raised her head and smiled at her grandson, and turned her gaze back to the young great-grandchildren.

After getting off the horse, Lu Xiancheng took off the saddle and sweat pad from the back of the furnace dust, patted the furnace dust, and asked it to go to eat grass with the loach. He put the saddle and other things on the railing in front of the house and then walked to the edge of the pot, reaching out to lift the lid of the pot.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Caixia stretched out her hand and patted her son's hand away.

Mei Qinrui, who was burning in the fire, looked at Lu Xiancheng and teased, "The greedy cat has a sharp nose!"

"What's the cooking in the pot? It's not only the smell of small fish," Lu Xiancheng said with a smile.

"Little fish pot stickers, and the dried fish that Lao Yang sent last time. This thing is the best. It is hung on the shelf in the right pot. Waiting for a little softer, then stir-fry it with a plate of pepper. This thing is delicious and drives away moisture," said Zhang Caixia.

Lu Xiancheng turned his head and looked around, and asked his mother, "Where is Dad? Are you going to play the movie again?"

"What else can he do! There's just such a thing now. Who can watch open-air movies these days? I don't have time to watch them? Young young people all went to the cinema one by one. And what movies are your father playing, what tunnel warfare, and the guerrillas that are so old that they are too old are still playing. The whole thing looks like black and white. Last time I went to Yangtougou to play, I caught three or two old cats in one night, and there were not even many children who wanted to watch them. I almost didn't even get into a hot meal with your uncle Zhou and others..."

When she mentioned her old man's film screening career, Zhang Caixia was so angry that she felt so angry. In her opinion, she was very happy and didn't stay at home, so she had to make trouble. Zhou Guangyong's father was the same. The old men gathered together to drive a big cart from a village to play movies. She lived in a big cart at night, and once she went out, she had been more than a week. Isn't this a mess?

Besides, Gushan is not the same now. I heard that there are movies that can be seen, and you can travel up to ten miles with a small stool. Every TV is in the town and it is a cinema. Who would like to watch any old movies?

"Don't worry about my dad. As long as he is happy, it will be done. Do you care about other things?" Lu Xiancheng said immediately.

For Lu Dad, playing movies is not just playing movies, but bringing a memory of his youth. Every old movie is a rare spiritual food for their generation. Now Lu Dad and his group have summarized it. If you play such old movies, you cannot go into the deep valley. Most of the people with shared memories live in the city, so the old man’s cart screening team is now screening around the city, and the main service targets are retired old men and women.

While persuading me, Lu Xiancheng looked into the pot and looked at my mother's lid and lifted it. Lu Xiancheng couldn't help but sigh: "Why are you so big?"

You should know that the earthen pots in rural areas are not small, with the small pot mouth being more than 60 cm in diameter, and the large pot is just one meter away. Now that the lid is opened, except for the pot stickers on the edge of the pot, it is full of small fish that are blanched in a basin.

Zhang Caixia said: "The little fish and other things are given by others. There is nothing else we can give here, so we just invite them to come and eat together. Lao Yangtou, the old man of the Shen family, Professor Xu, Professor Wen and others will just invite them to come and eat together..."

"Is this dish enough?" Lu Xiancheng didn't mind adding these old men to the family banquet.

After living here for a long time, Zhang Caixia and Lu Xingguo are not Lu Xiancheng, and they stay at home if they have nothing to do. When the old couple is fine, they either go to chat or go to play mahjong. After a while, their relationship with the nearby ranch is three points better than that of Lu Xiancheng. In addition, the original Youjiawa Village has been renovated and has become a resort. The group of people living in it are almost all ten days and half a month old. They are mainly elderly people, so the old lady can go to the village to have fun. It is not too boring to stay here.

"Enough! The cold cuts are ready. Besides, who is still like a few years ago when I caught a dish and ate and drank hard. Now everyone is going to join us and talk..." Zhang Caixia said.

At this time, Mei Qinrui suddenly said, "Someone is coming at the foot of the mountain!"

The new house is on the top of the mountain, and the old house looks like it is at the foot of the mountain from the new house, but it is actually on the top of a small slope. Further down there are Youjiawa and the pond. Therefore, it is not too difficult to see the entrance of the small stone bridge in the old house. As long as it is bright, it is easy to find someone entering the ranch.

Mei Qinrui looked at the visitor and asked strangely: "What's wrong with these people? They don't ride horses, but hold them in their hands."

Lu Xiancheng also saw this strange phenomenon and said to his mother jokingly: "Mom, you won't have a sign of civil servants getting off the sedan chair or military officers getting off the horse on the stone bridge. You are looking at each one and walking with your horse."
Chapter completed!