Rebirth of Jiuyouyan

In the early morning of the first day of the lunar new year, Xia Yue left Fu Lang at home with traces of being loved on his face, walked out of the gate of Yun's house with the sound of burning bamboo joints, and walked towards the wine store.

Xia Yue arrived early, and many Tibetans were still washing in the courtyard. They didn't panic when they saw him coming in. Those with water in their mouths waved their hands as a greeting, and the others also casually called the boss a happy new year. There is laughter in the voice.Xia Yue felt that what they saw in their eyes was definitely not Yun Xia Yue, but a big and thick red envelope.

Master Yun came to Tibet a stick of incense late, and when he came in, he complained that his son didn't wait for him.Master Du smiled and gave New Year greetings to Master Yun, and then said: "Young Tibetan master came early to be the little God of Wealth. I don't know how he keeps so many red envelopes in his arms."

Xia Yue also smiled and said: "It's all in the cloak, I almost didn't want to bring a basket."

The Tibetans around laughed when they heard it, and everyone's faces were glowing. It seemed that Xia Yue's red envelope was not small.

Master Yun also smiled and sent red envelopes to the Tibetans. It was Xia Yue’s fault that Xia Yue gave it. His son had Xijiuzui in his hands. Master Yun himself had other properties. It’s not a bad thing to give more red envelopes to the Tibetans who worked hard to make wine.

After the two Gods of Wealth, big and small, spread out their money, everyone became solemn and began to sacrifice to the God of Wine.

The ritual of offering sacrifices to the God of Dionysus was no different from last year, except that Xia Yue no longer stood behind Master Du with other Tibetans this year, but stood shoulder to shoulder with Master Du.

After the toast, Master Du signaled Xia Yue to go up and seal the wine urn.Master Du was supposed to be responsible for this, Xia Yue was a little surprised, but looking at his father and the rest of the Tibetans, no one was dissatisfied.

"Master Du is also the master of our wine cellar now." Master Du said with a smile.

Xia Yue just nodded, took a deep breath, and sealed the wine urn devoutly.

After the sacrifice to the God of Dionysus, Master Yun followed his son to watch this year's Yun Qi.The unique aroma of wine mash wafts in the winery, and all the large wooden barrels seem to be very smooth.Master Yun had a satisfied smile on his face from the first bucket of cloud to the third bucket.

He stood by the bucket, smiled and said to Master Du: "This year's Yunqi looks very worth looking forward to, it seems to be better than last year."

"Yes," Master Du nodded, "this year has been going well, and the first barrel of Yunqi will be in the trough in about ten days, and the condition of the barrel brewed by Master Shaozang is also very good. Yes, I look forward to that bucket more."

Xia Yue's cloud is still emitting milky white bubbles, which looks quite lively. When stirring with a wooden stick every day, more bubbles can be seen.There is no problem, Xia Yue is confident that this will be a very good wine when it goes into the trough at the end of the month.

After watching all the wine mash with his father, and checking the situation of the koji in the koji room, it was almost noon, so Xia Yue said goodbye to Master Du and the others, and returned to Yun's house with Master Yun.

He first went to the north courtyard to pay New Year's greetings to his father, and it happened that both his grandfather and grandfather were there, so they paid New Year's greetings together, and then received a red envelope.Xia Yue is not used to it, he always feels that since he has made money, he should give red envelopes to the elders, but in Luo Yue, the elders have always given red envelopes to the younger generation among relatives, regardless of the younger generation's age.

When he returned to the room, he happened to see Fu Lang counting the red envelopes.

"How much did you get?" Xia Yue asked with a smile while closing the door.

"Master, are you back?" Shiyan looked up and saw him, and ordered the little servant who was waiting on the side to go to the kitchen to deliver the lunch, and then replied to her husband, "Grandpa gave a lot, it shouldn't be for me, but for me." Baby's."

Xia Yue walked over to take a look, and said: "This is for two people, you and the baby both have a share."

"Really?" Shi Yan didn't understand the amount very well. Even if it was for two people, if half of it was removed, it would still be more than what she received last year.

"Anyway, it's twice as much as mine." Xia Yue took out all the red envelopes from his arms and gave them to Fu Lang.

Shi Yan obediently counted them once, and then they all received the money box and locked it.He is in charge of the bills in their room, and the husband really doesn't share with him at all.

The red envelope received here was clearly put away, so Shi Yan took out another box and handed it to Xia Yue.Xia Yue took it and opened it, and there was still a red envelope inside.

"Is this going to be distributed in the house?"

"No, the red envelopes from the kitchen, the yards, and the stables were all distributed this morning. The ones here are from Xi Jiuzui, and the red envelopes from the husband's servant are better given by the husband." Shi Yan carefully pointed out. Show him, the bottom one is for Xi Jiuzui, and the top one is for the boy.

The red envelopes in the wine store were prepared by Xia Yue himself. After all, he was more familiar with the people in the store. Shi Yan had only been there once or twice, and no one recognized them all.But for the servants and servants at the head of the house, how much red envelopes should be given out during the Chinese New Year is the young lady who is in charge of the family should worry about.The red envelopes were distributed uniformly. The butler gathered people together in the inverted room early in the morning, and the servant naturally got them too, but he was following the young master after all, so he should take one more to serve Shiyan's servant I just got an extra one just now.

As for Xi Jiuzui, since her husband asked him to be an internal boss to help him take care of the accounts, he was also familiar with the manpower, so it was only natural that he would arrange the red envelopes for the Chinese New Year.

Xia Yue saw that Husband took care of everything for himself, not to mention how comfortable he was, he hugged him and kissed him, then laughed and teased: "Oh, this is a good wife, why are you so lucky? Well, I took such a capable husband."

Shi Yan was still sweet when he heard him say that, but she glanced at the open window, and then heard a knock on the door, it was the servant asking if the food was ready.Thinking that maybe the little attendant passed by the window and saw it just now, Shi Yan felt a bit embarrassed.

Xia Yue felt that his skin was getting thicker and thicker, and when he saw that Fu Lang's face was red again, he kissed him again, and then raised his voice to let people in to serve the dishes.

After the meal, Xia Yue took a nap with her husband for a while, and originally wanted to wake up and get drunk in Xijiu, but during their nap, it snowed heavily.When they woke up, the snow had already accumulated a thick layer, and it was troublesome to go out in this weather, so Xia Yue simply decided to stay in the house and not go out.

"It will be difficult to go up the mountain tomorrow." Shi Yan looked at the snow outside the window, feeling a little worried.

"Anyway, it's a sedan chair, and the mountain is not steep, so there is no danger of slipping." Xia Yue stretched out his hand and asked Fu Lang to trim his nails. "If the snow keeps falling until tomorrow, I probably won't be able to go up the mountain, so I won't go. You can't go to other people's homes."

Shi Yan nodded.He will not insist that he must go regardless of the weather. The people in Luoyue are devout, but there is no such thing as a test for mortals by gods. Since it is snowing heavily and it is impossible to go up the mountain, then the gods will not allow them to go up the mountain. If you don’t go, you won’t be angry. divine.

However, for the first time this year, the snow stopped before You hour, and the sound of snow sweeping in the yard could be heard while eating.It has been snowing for three hours, and it is not easy to walk without clearing.Daddy Yun specially asked someone to come over and said that it was very windy outside, and Shiyan was inconvenient, so just stay in the room and eat, don't go out into the wind again just for a meal.

It happened that Xia Yue didn't want Shiyan to go out. If he wanted to blow the air, he would have to blow it for a round tomorrow morning. Why should he blow it first now? It's better to stay in a warm room.

Because Shi Yan took a bath in the morning, Xia Yue asked someone to carry a large bathtub into the room at night, and carefully mixed hot water, the water for the pregnant woman should not be too hot.He and Shi Yan stood in the bathtub for a while, rubbed each other's backs, and then came out of the water.

Seeing that the snow had no tendency to continue to fall, Xia Yue reckoned that he could still go up the mountain tomorrow morning, so Xia Yue asked Shi Yan to rest earlier, read a book by himself, and then lay down and fell asleep.

In the morning of the second day of junior high school, Xia Yue pushed Shiyan out the door when it was just dawn. The snow at the gate of Yun's house was very clear, and it seemed that there was no snow at night.

A sedan chair with a curtain is waiting outside the gate. The curtain of the sedan chair is bright red. Due to the weight of the wheelchair, Xia Yue specially chose the largest eight-carrier sedan chair in the family.

The bearers were hired, and they were all experienced hands. When they saw the young master and young lady of the Yun family coming out, they all greeted them with joy on their faces.The couple also had smiles on their faces, and they were very kind in the eyes of others.

After saying auspicious words and sending a red envelope to each of the bearers, Xia Yue pushed her husband to the front of the sedan chair, stepped into the chair pole by herself, and then carried her husband and the wheelchair in together. The curtain was lifted, Xia Yue first put the wheelchair into the sedan chair, and then followed him up.

Xia Yue blocked the wheels of the wheelchair with wooden strips, and after making sure that it would not move, he sat down on the seat box and motioned for the sedan chair.

Shiyan was still dressed like a rabbit, and her bun was the same as last year, with a small silver comb inserted.It's just that the bun is not very stable, and it can feel a little loose in the slight shaking of the sedan chair, but this feeling always makes Shi Yan's eyes smile.

This is the bun her husband combed for him.He didn’t just comb his hair, but put it in a bun for him, and then inserted a small silver comb. Although the husband’s technique seemed very jerky, he tried several times to get the bun done, but it wasn’t tight enough. ——It’s not the kind that will loosen, it just feels like it’s shaking——but it still makes Shiyan very happy.

Looking at Fu Lang's curved eyebrows, and at the somewhat loose counterattack, Xia Yue pursed his lips and muttered: "Next time I can do better, and I will never be loose."

Shi Yan grinned all of a sudden.

The sedan chair was not as bumpy as a carriage, but it was more swaying than a carriage. Because he was afraid that he would catch a cold, Xia Yue would not let him open the curtains to look out the window, so Shi Yan was bored touching the stove, and then asked her husband to tell him about the wine in the wine storage.He listened with great interest, and he didn't even know when he went up the mountain.

The bearers directly carried the sedan chair into the temple gate and stopped in front of the temple.Originally, this was not quite in accordance with the rules, but when the car curtain was lifted and a wheelchair was pushed out, the people around also forgave.The gate threshold of this temple is so high that it is indeed difficult for wheelchairs to enter.

Xia Yue asked the servants and bearers to park the sedan chair at a place not blocking people by the door, and pushed Fu Lang by himself, and began to patrol from the first shrine.

Although Shiyan couldn't kneel on the futon, Luo Yue didn't stick to formalities and etiquette, as long as he was sincere to the gods.

They came early this year and worshiped in all seven shrines. When they came out, there were not too many people in the temple.

Xia Yue didn't leave Fulang at all this time, and when Fulang unwrapped the lottery, he pushed him to buy the talisman, and was about to leave after buying the talisman, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him that he seemed to have heard before.

"Shi Yan."

Xia Yue pushed Shi Yan and turned around, and saw a gentleman in a toga looking at them behind him.Seeing them turn around, a smile appeared on the Qing Guan's face, he bowed and said: "Master Yun, Happy New Year, Shi Yan, Happy New Year."

After saying this sentence for a long time, Xia Yue remembered, wasn't this one of his husband's opponents in the verbal battle in this temple last year?At that time, I only thought that the voice was a bit gorgeous, but now when I saw the person, it really looked very delicate, like a person in a painting or calligraphy.

However, he remembered the voice he heard last year, but it was very bright and powerful. To put it in a bad way, he felt a bit arrogant and self-willed.But today it seems to be the complete opposite. Regardless of his words or manners, he is very decent, the voice that once impressed Xia Yue has no energy at all, and even his complexion seems to be covered with a layer of gloom.

Because the other party looked very polite, Xia Yue and Shi Yan also politely returned the salute, wished the New Year, and then quietly waited for the next article.After all, he came here specially to call Shiyan, probably not just to say hello to her during the New Year.

Sure enough, the other party didn't greet each other much, and after greeting each other, they said directly: "Master Yun, I want to talk to Shi Yan in private, is it okay? Don't worry, I won't delay you for too long, just a while Just fine."

Although Shiyan never got along well, Shiyan and the other party have also known each other for seven or eight years. This elegant-faced and well-to-do Qingguan has always been proud of himself, and has always looked like a high-spirited person. I have never seen this person like this, let alone Talking nicely to herself was something Shi Yan never thought about.She felt abnormal at first, but seeing the other party's serious face, Rao Shiyan couldn't help being worried and curious, thinking that it might be a very important matter, so she didn't refuse, but looked up at her husband.

Xia Yue looked around, nodded, but pushed Shiyan to the gate: "This is not a place to talk, there is a pavilion outside the temple, you can talk there."

As he said that, he pushed Shiyan to the outside of the temple. He couldn't get into the sedan chair first, so he hugged the wheelchair directly to his chest and stepped over the high threshold.

When he arrived at the pavilion, Xia Yue put Shiyan's wheelchair in place and the wheels got stuck, and checked the hand stove for him. After making sure that the charcoal could still burn for a long time, he tucked the blanket covering his legs tighter. Then he got up and said: "You guys are chatting now, I will wait outside the temple gate, if there is anything, just wave, I can see."

The Qingguan bowed and apologized, while Shiyan nodded and smiled to reassure her husband.

Xia Yue also nodded with a smile, said his farewell, and left the pavilion, leaving behind the two gentlemen.

Shi Yan watched her husband walk towards the temple gate, and turned around after a while. Seeing that the person in front of her was uncharacteristically frowning and silent, she couldn't help asking him, "Yan Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

After a while, Yan Jiu spoke, but instead of answering the question, he stared at Shiyan's left foot and asked, "Does your foot... still hurt?"