Chapter 57 Xiaobai comes out of the cave

Lelang went to the kitchen to cook, while Sanlang sat in the living room and played with the two old men. Their childish talk made the two old men laugh from time to time.

It didn't take long for Lelang to prepare the meal. Being able to cook was the only advantage. He would never abuse his stomach, nor would he starve to death if no one took care of him.

Sitting at the dinner table, Lao Xuan held a piece of braised three-layered meat between his chopsticks. The three-layered braised meat was so crumbly that it trembled when he shook it slightly on the chopsticks, and seemed to sparkle in the sunlight.

Lao Xuan slowly put the braised three-layered meat into his mouth. The three-layered braised meat seemed to melt in the mouth as soon as he entered it. After taking a bite, Lao Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, with a smile on his face and appreciation.

Said: "Not bad, not bad, rare, rare."

Saburo, who was sitting next to him, didn't know what he was talking about. He just put vegetables into his bowl and ate. Lelang smiled faintly. He never needed others to appreciate what he made. He opened a bottle from

Yu Ruyi took out the banana wine from the space and poured a glass for the two old men. When the wine was poured into the glass, a mist seemed to rise slowly from the glass, like a cloud dragon moving through the mist.

The two elders stared at the clouds and mist rising from the slightly banana-colored banana wine in the glass, dumbfounded. The mist rose into the air and dispersed after a long time. The two elders looked at it for a while and murmured: "

This this……"

This was what Le Lang discovered accidentally. It seemed that this change would occur after being placed in Yu Ruyi's space for a long time. Today he saw two old men coming over, so he took some out to show off. Who knew the two people would react so bigly.

"Here, how about trying this wine?" As he said that, he took the lead in raising the glass and brought it to his nose. There was a faint smell of banana mixed with other fragrances, which made people smell refreshing. This is music.

A fragrance that I have never smelled before.

"Good, good, good, good wine." After taking a sip, Lao Xuan praised hurriedly. This wine is much better than the one given by Old Man Lin. It can be said that after drinking it, he felt refreshed and free of worries.

"You kid, you have some good stuff hidden away. This is as good as what you gave me." After drinking, Old Man Lin suddenly shouted at Le Lang with his eyes wide open.

After hearing this, Le Lang complained repeatedly, "No way, yours are the best. I only have a few bottles like this left here. If you hadn't come over, I wouldn't have been willing to take them out to drink." He started now.

I regret a bit, I wouldn't have taken it out if I had known better.

"Then you will bring me a few bottles later, all of which are like this." Old Man Lin said as he tapped the cup with his chopsticks.

"Oh." Le Lang replied helplessly, but he said with some slander in his heart that this old man can eat and drink at the same time.

After dinner, the two old men took Saburo for a walk. As the saying goes: "If you take a walk after dinner, you will live to be ninety-nine."

Walking to the backyard, I looked at the three acres of land where chickens and ducks were foraging leisurely. There were three sheep pacing slowly on the side. There were also ponds and bamboo groves created by Le Lang, and fruit trees beside the wall.

Little by little, small mulberries have grown on the two mulberry trees. There are white clouds in the sky, floating across the blue sky. The two old people looked at them and nodded.

"Ah Lang, this is such a wonderful place. Seeing your place suddenly reminds me of Meng Haoran's poem, 'An old friend, with chickens and millet, invites me to Tian's house. The green trees are close to the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside. Open the pavilion

Let’s sit down together and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. On the Double Ninth Festival, we’ll come and drink chrysanthemums.’” Lao Xuan said involuntarily after looking at it.

"Where, where." Lelang also knew this poem, and he also remembered the first two sentences, but wasn't it written by Tao Yuanming? Why did it become Meng Haoran, Lelang thought in surprise in his heart, but he did not say it out loud.

, anyway, both Meng Haoran and Tao Yuanming write poems, they are almost the same. I think that I once had the potential to be a poet, and what I wrote was love poems, but they were stifled by life for no reason. Alas, Lelang sighed secretly in his heart.

.This society has once again killed a poet as sensitive as Li Shangyin or Xu Zhimo.

"Well, that's good. We can build a pavilion on that small slope later. It will be cooler in the summer." Old Man Lin said, pointing to the mound made of pond mud.

"You can also plant lotus in the pond. When the time comes, the fragrance of lotus will be overflowing, and it will be a paradise on earth." Lao Xuan also said while pulling a few strands of his beard.

"Well, I also want to build a bamboo pavilion there, but I don't know who can do it."

"Why build a bamboo pavilion? Bamboo pavilions are easy to break. If you want to build a pavilion, you must also build a wooden pavilion. That turtle boy (hunchback) in your village is very good at building these things. If you bring a few jars of wine, he will definitely be willing to do it, but the materials

You have to figure it out on your own, and he won't take care of it." After hearing Le Lang's words, Old Man Lin lectured him angrily.

The turtle boy that Old Man Lin was talking about was an old carpenter in the village, his name was Che Jingchuan. He got such a nickname because he was a bit hunchback. In terms of relationship, he also called him "Grandpa" because he used to be pretty good with his grandpa, and they often

When he comes home, he used to specialize in making doors, windows, tables and chairs for others, but now most people use aluminum alloy for windows and stainless steel for doors, and his skills have gradually declined.

"Then I'll go take a look at night." Le Lang nodded, then turned to Lao Xuan and said, "I have wanted to plant this lotus for a long time, but at that time I was afraid that it would not survive the winter. Now I can finally plant it. Tomorrow

Take a look, I'll buy some seeds and come back."

"What are you buying? I still have some seeds at home that were given to me by others. I will come to buy wine in a few days and bring them to you." Lao Xuan waved his hand proudly.

This made Le Lang feel that this meal was really not in vain. Now the matter of Tingzi and Lianzi was settled. Now Le Lang didn't think that these two old men looked like freeloaders, and he didn't know who was thinking about eating at the same time.

Taken with you.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a white shadow passing by in the distance, jumping on the ground. The sharp-eyed Saburo looked at it and shouted: "Xiaobai." He broke away from the hands held by the two old men and rushed away.

go out.

Seeing Saburo's appearance, the old man cast an inquiring look at Le Lang.

"It's Saburo's playmate, a big white toad." Le Lang said helplessly.

After the second day of the second lunar month, the weather gradually became hotter, and these snakes and insects began to move around. The white toad finally couldn't stand the emptiness and loneliness of the long winter and ran out. Unexpectedly, he met Saburo as soon as he came out.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

After a while, Sanlang ran over holding the white toad. He ran to Le Lang, held up the white toad and said, "Uncle A Lang, Uncle A Lang, look, Xiao Bai seems to have become fatter."

Le Lang took a look and saw that it was not true. It had grown a little. Originally, the white toad was as big as a palm. If it continued to grow, it would be fine.

"Hey, what a big white toad, where did it come from?" Old Man Lin asked.

"Sanlang caught it in the mountains. He took it back and raised it if he liked it." Le Lang thought that this toad had a long life and could survive being tortured by Sanlang.

"This white toad is not common. We need to take good care of it." Lao Xuan sang and said on the side.

What are you talking about, old man? Your family only raises toads. Lelang thought in his heart.

However, seeing Saburo's high-spirited look, he had to praise him a few words: "Well, Saburo is great." He patted Saburo's head and praised him.

"Well, Sanlang is the best." Hearing Le Lang's praise, Sanlang said excitedly, turned around and ran out again, squatting in the vegetable field over there to catch bugs for Xiaobai to eat. Several people looked at each other, speechless.
Chapter completed!