Inner city.

After all, Li Yu didn't take Li Suxin to the classroom to do her homework, and the little girl ran away halfway.

Li Yu smiled and shook his head and returned to his residence.

In the yard.

He saw his grandfather holding a big writing brush and writing on red paper.

Li Yu stood aside, silently saying nothing, watching his grandfather write on the red paper:

"First couplet: The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold

Second line: Catkins float in the wind with the warm sun

Hengpi: Peace every year"

Grandpa's calligraphy is very good, his writing is strong and his fonts look very strong.

After my grandfather finished writing, he raised his head and saw Li Yu, and said with a smile:

"Xiaoyu, come and write one."

Li Yu said with some embarrassment: "My handwriting is ugly and my writing is not good-looking."

"Come on, try it."

Grandpa handed over the brush, and Li Yu had no choice but to step forward and take it.

Standing in front of the table, Li Yu thought for a long time before writing.

"Heaven opens a new era, and man changes the old world."

Li Yu's handwriting cannot be considered ugly. When he was a child, he also won the finalist award in the county-level calligraphy competition for primary school students.

Having gone through many hardships, Li Yu's handwriting adds a sense of vicissitudes of life.

As the city lord of Da Zhangshu Base, he has some momentum, which makes the word written quite domineering, but it just doesn't look that good.

"Grandpa, I told you that my handwriting is not good-looking." Li Yu looked at the slightly crooked handwriting and said with some embarrassment.

Grandpa said with a smile: "When you were a child, I asked you to practice calligraphy. Every time, you would go to the next door house to watch the cat and mouse."

"but."

Grandpa looked carefully at what Li Yu had written.

He was quite impressed and said: "Although the font is not good-looking, it still has some strength. It's not bad. You can copy it another day..."

While talking, grandpa seemed to remember something.

This is the end of the world, and there seems to be little point in practicing calligraphy.

Li Yu was quick-thinking, and when he saw his grandfather pause, he made some guesses.

So he said: "Okay, it's just a good time to sharpen your patience and exercise it."

Hearing what Li Yu said, grandpa also laughed.

"Yes, it's good to temper your character."

Li Yu chatted with his grandfather for a few more words and then left.

My grandpa used to be asked to write Spring Festival couplets every year.

No penny charged.

Before the end of the world, this kind of Spring Festival couplets always felt a little lacking in flavor when printed, so many people liked to write them themselves, or find someone with good calligraphy to help them write them.

....

Walking in the inner city.

Li Yu felt that the clothes he was wearing now were a little warm.

Near noon, the temperature can reach ten degrees.

As the temperature rises, the sporadic green trees buried in the snow in the distant mountains and forests make people feel comfortable.

When walking through the cafeteria, Li Yu smelled a strong aroma of meat.

White mist is steaming in the open air.

A large pot that is as tall as a person is steaming beef bones.

The beef soup is white as snow and bubbling.

Li Yu smelled the aroma of meat and felt a little hungry.

At this moment, Li Yu smelled a faint, slightly sweet aroma of wine.

Smelling the aroma of the wine, he took a few steps forward.

In a small pit, we found some large vats that had been sealed and burned with weeds.

The weeds are still burning and sparks are flying.

The smell of rice wine wafts out from the large ceramic vat.

Li Yu was really greedy after smelling it.

Looking at Aunt Zhou who was busy next to her, she said:

"Aunt Zhou, could you please bring me a jug of wine? I'll have a taste first."

After Aunt Zhou heard what Li Yu said, she said:

"City Lord, this wine is a bit overbearing."

Li Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, give me a pot."

Aunt Zhou hesitated for a while, but still gave Li Yu a pot.

A jug of wine weighs about a pound.

Li Yu watched Aunt Zhou scoop out the hot rice wine with a gourd spoon.

The beige wine looks delicious.

Seeing this rice wine, Li Yu thought of Wu Song fighting the tiger in Water Margin.

There was no distillation technology at that time, and the story of Water Margin mentions distiller's lees.

Then it is very likely that it is this kind of rice wine.

Eighteen bowls.

Tsk tsk.

Li Yu was wandering around the inner city carrying a wine flask. If it weren't for the fact that he was the city lord, others might think that he was a little bastard who had nothing to do all day long.

Carrying the wine, Li Yu was really hungry.

So he picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

It's slightly sweet, not overpowering, easy to drink, smooth, with some heat.

Hey!

After a sip of wine, Li Yu felt extremely happy.

People come and go, all busy with New Year celebrations.

The New Year celebrations at Dazhangshu Base in the post-apocalyptic world are all about one thing.

Eat! Drink!

After drinking, we walked around and returned to the residential area.

Oncoming cannon came.

Da Pao saw that Li Yu was so cool, so he said:

"Brother Yu, why did you start drinking by yourself?"

Li Yu was conscious and said with a smile: "It's just rice wine, it doesn't have much alcohol content, just drink it to satisfy your cravings."

Dapao looked at the wine bottle in Li Yu's hand and said with some greed:

"Give me a drink."

Li Yu shook the jug and drank all the wine in it.

So he said with a smile: "No, you have to go find Aunt Zhou to get a drink yourself."

After hearing this, Da Pao looked at Aunt Zhou in the distance and said, "Then I'll go."

After saying that, he ran towards Aunt Zhou.

.....

"Aunt Zhou, is the alcohol content of this rice wine high?" Da Pao said with some doubts after walking over.

When Aunt Zhou saw the cannon, she thought about it and a smile flashed in her eyes.
To be continued...