Plum Blossom Cake and Wine (1)
"elder brother!"
Tang Xixu put away his gun. His brother looked exhausted and must have just come down from the martial arts training ground.
Mo Tingzhou raised his gun to block the gun in Tang Xixu's hand, and before the boy could react, he turned sideways and high-fived him.
Tang Xixu rolled to the ground and touched his chest in pain.
"Come again." The young man got up and picked up the spear to fight again.
The long spear was like a silver dragon, piercing through the glowing orange sunset. Mo Tingzhou dodged it and the tip of the spear brushed against the man's armor.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Mo Tingzhou fell down accidentally and looked at the young man in front of him who was as tall as his chin, feeling very satisfied and happy.
"Starting tomorrow, you will train with me."
Tang Xixu was stunned for a long time.
"OK!"
"Brother, don't worry. I will study hard and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend my country like you and dad in the future."
There was a dark yellow light in the boy's eyes.
Mo Tingzhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Okay, okay, the Mo family army will have to rely on our Zhao brother from now on."
Ever since Mo Tingzhou agreed, Tang Xixu has been training endlessly every day as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Xu Ning finally understood why Tang Xixu later became a leader among the younger generation.
After these days, Xu Ning discovered that Tang Xixu liked to eat plum blossom cakes very much.
All the plum blossom cakes that Mrs. Mo made every month went into Tang Xixu's stomach.
Compared with the capital, Ye County is not rich. Even the Mo family only eats meat once every three or four days.
Mo Wenqing loved the people and often used his salary to support them, making life even more difficult for the Mo family. Mrs. Mo was also kindhearted, setting up a tent to distribute porridge every fifteenth day of the month. The people of Ye County were grateful and remembered Mo Wenqing and his family.
"Young master, you're back. I just brewed some wine. Would you like some?" The old man saw Tang Xixu coming back with a gun on his back.
"Yes, Uncle Huang." Tang Xixu took a small sip. The sour and sweet taste of grapes mixed with the spicy taste of wine flowed on the tip of his tongue. In summer, drinking a bowl of this can really quench your thirst.
“Mmm, delicious!”
Mr. Huang filled a large pot and said, "Then take some back and let General Mo and the others try it."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Huang!" Tang Xixu picked up the wine, grabbed some change, and ran away.
"Young master, why are you giving me money? I don't accept it." Old Mr. Huang frowned and looked at the silver in his hand, which was enough to buy three or four pots of wine.
Although Xu Ning couldn't smell it, he couldn't help swallowing when he saw Tang Xixu drinking it with roast chicken in big gulps.
Before long, the pot of wine was empty.
The teenage boy was drunk, his cheeks flushed, and he was lost as he walked.
Tang Xixu blinked a few times, blinked a few more times, and rubbed his eyes.
"Who are you? How did you get into my house?"
Xu Ning looked at the young man in front of him, then covered his ears and ears, holding his breath and concentrating.
The girl didn't move, like a wooden chicken. Tang Xixu poked her shoulder with his finger.
"Hey, who are you?" Tang Xixu's eyelids fluttered again. Xu Ning didn't dare to move. He waited for the right moment and slapped Tang Xixu on the neck.
"Boom"
The boy fell headfirst onto the wooden table.
"Who am I? I'm your father."
"No, I'm your future wife."
Xu Ning couldn't wait to drink the remaining wine in the glass.
The girl smacked her lips and closed her eyes to enjoy it: "Ha, cool, it's really delicious!" Xu Ning didn't care about the chopsticks used by Tang Xixu, and picked a few pieces of grilled lamb chops and ate them with relish.
The soft lamb sprinkled with cumin, mixed with the aroma of firewood, is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fat but not greasy.
Xu Ning's mouth was too busy to utter a word of praise.
Since coming to this time and space, Xu Ning has turned into a lonely soul and has not eaten or drunk anything. Now everything he eats tastes delicious.
"That's not right. I'm just a soul. How can I eat?" Someone with a long reaction time only reacted after he had eaten and drunk enough.
"Guangyu, Guangyu."
【Here I come, Master.】
"Tell me, what's going on." Xu Ning licked the oil on his fingers, still unsatisfied.
[Since Master has behaved well, and in order to allow you to experience this world more deeply, the higher-ups have decided to allow your physical form to appear here.]
"No, a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere. What do you want me to say? Besides, our ages are not the right." Xu Ning's face was full of black lines.
[Don't worry about that, just go for it. As for how you say it, it all depends on how you write it. Come on, Master, I believe in you!]
"Guangyu? Guangyu! System!"
Guangyu disappeared after he finished speaking, and didn't respond no matter how Xu Ning called out to him.
[The character information of this time and space has been conveyed, please check it carefully. ]
[Identity: A young girl who wandered here, Name: None, Age: Six, Please provide the rest of the information yourself.]
This setting has no other purpose except to make Xu Ning look younger.
Xu Ning really wanted to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to knock the system away.
The girl paced back and forth, biting her fingers, her eyebrows furrowed.
Soon, voices were heard outside.
"Brother Zhao has been doing well recently, and his martial arts skills have improved a lot."
"I'll make some pancakes today, and when your father comes back, I'll have some good drinks..."
Xu Ning was in a panic, trying to find a place to hide, and every suitable shelter around him.
The six of them looked at each other, and Mrs. Mo was the first to break the awkwardness: "Why is there a little girl here?"
"Little sister, what's your name?" Mo Tingzhou squatted down and spoke softly.
“Ah, I am, I am…”
Think about it quickly, you stupid guy, who am I?
An idea suddenly struck Xu Ning. Seeing the wine on the table, he said seriously, "I'm Grape. Yes, my name is Grape."
"Where are you from, little sister? Have you lost your parents? If so, I can send you back." Mo Tingzhou looked at this little girl who was younger than his brother and was very confused.
Xu Ning took small steps, her face tearing up as she spoke in a soft voice, "Brother and aunt, you may not know, but my parents died when I was young, and I've been wandering around, hungry and cold. Today, I passed by here and saw the door was open, so I wanted to come in and ask for something to eat."
Fortunately, Xu Ning was dressed in rags and his face was covered in dust, making him look like a little beggar.
Mo Tingzhou's brows relaxed. The little girl was small and thin, and it was obvious that she had not eaten enough for a long time.
Madam Mo showed pity on her face: "My poor child, you are wandering around at such a young age. If you don't mind, you can stay."
"That's good. The world is not peaceful right now. It's not safe for a little girl to be alone."
Xu Ning didn't expect that the two of them actually believed her and wanted to keep her. She felt a little guilty about it.
"Little girl, do you know your last name?" Mrs. Mo spoke gently. Xu Ning looked at her, as if he saw his mother in this world who was still alive.
The little girl stared blankly at Mrs. Mo's eyes.
"What's wrong, Grape? Is there something wrong?" The woman smiled faintly, and Xu Ning could clearly see the fuzz on her face.
"No, no. I just don't know my last name."
As for the original owner's identity, Xu Ning really didn't know. The original book didn't explain it, only saying that Xu Ning was an orphan.
"If you don't mind, you can take my family name. How about Mo?"
Xu Ning hesitated and didn't reply for a long time.
"Well, then take my surname. My surname is Tangxi, and my given name is Wan. My boy also has my surname." Tangxi Wan looked at the sleeping boy lovingly.
"Him? So his name is Tang Xixu, that sounds nice." Xu Ning pretended to have just met Tang Xixu.
Tang Xiwan noticed that Grape liked this surname: "Okay, then little Grape will also have the surname Tangxi from now on, so we can be called Tangxi Miaomiao, how about that?"
Xu Ning's face is not smiling, what a casual name...
"What's wrong? Don't you like grapes?"
"No, I like it. Grape likes it very much. Grape is also a person with a name."
The little girl's eyebrows were curved, and her gray little face seemed to be a little cleaner.
Mrs. Mo was in a very good mood and smiled from ear to ear: "Great, great, I have wanted a daughter for a long time, and now I finally got what I wanted."
"Hello, mother." The little girl's voice was sweet, and Mrs. Mo felt as if she had eaten honey.
“Hey.”
Mo Tingzhou did not follow his mother. He wanted to stop her, but seeing how happy she was, he didn't say anything else.
"Hello, big brother."
Mo Tingzhou was slightly startled by such a sweet voice.
The night on Shazhou is quiet, the inky black sky is dotted with stars, the people of Ye County close their stalls early, and the old streets are empty.
Mo Wenqing pacified the Shakou bandits and returned home just in time to enjoy a hot meal.
The middle-aged man was wearing a black battle robe, had a dark complexion, and his eyebrows and eyes were similar to those of the Tang Xixu brothers.
"Hello, Daddy."
I still have to live in Tangxi Xu's family for a few more days, so it's okay to have a sweet mouth.
When Mo Wenqing came back, he heard about this from his son and wife.
"Little Grape, from now on you will be a child of the Mo family. This is your eldest brother, Mo Tingzhou, and the naughty boy who got drunk today is your second brother. If you need their help in the future, just ask."
The little girl nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, okay."
Tang Xixu was woken up by Madam Mo. The boy had not slept enough and his brows were slightly frowned.
"Zhao'er, would you like to sleep with your brother tonight?"
Xu Ning remembered that her mother spoke to her in the same way when she was a child.
The young man stood up slowly, his eyes still closed, and walked towards Mo Tingzhou's room in a daze.
Mrs. Mo gave Xu Ning a bath. The little girl had very little flesh on her body, and the more she bathed her, the more distressed she felt.
"Grape will follow us from now on and will never have to suffer again."
Xu Ning lowered her head and looked at her small body; she was indeed too thin.
The next morning, the vast sand was covered with a thin layer of golden light, and many people in the county town had come out to set up stalls.
"Miaomiao, go wake up your second brother."
Xu Ning took small steps and gently pushed the door open.
"Brother, get up."
The sleeping boy still hadn't woken up.
"Tang Xixu, get up!"
If he didn't wake up, Xu Ning was going to slap him.
The boy was dizzy and said, "Get up, get up."
Tang Xixu opened his eyes and met the girl's dark, grape-like eyes.
The young man pushed the girl in front of him away, his cheeks slightly red: "Who are you?"
Xu Ning took a few steps back and began to stutter: "I, I am your sister."
"Sister? What sister?"
"I am the youngest in my family."
Being the youngest in the family means you will enjoy the highest treatment and the most love.
"Oh? Really? But I'm only six years old this year. What about you?" Mrs. Mo told Xu Ning yesterday that Tang Xixu was just eleven years old this year.
"That's definitely smaller than me," the boy murmured.
Xu Ning looked like a little tit, with her tail raised to the sky.
The pride didn't last long. The boy opposite lowered his head, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Why don't you call me brother?"
It really looks like an evil gardenia.
The little girl was puffed up, and her fair face had two more shades of sunset red.
Xu Ning turned her furry little head away and ignored him.
Tang Xixu, just wait for me. When I return to the original time and space, I will see if you dare to talk to me like this again.
The boy naturally had no idea what the girl was thinking. He just wanted to satisfy his little vanity and act like a brother.
Tang Xixu was much taller than Xu Ning, and Xu Ning was just as tall as the boy's shoulders.
"Call me brother quickly."
Just talk, why are you fighting?
Mrs. Mo combed Xu Ning's hair into two buns today. Tang Xixu couldn't help but rub the top of the little girl's head.
Xu Ning looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Her neat bun was messed up by this guy, making it look like a chicken coop.
The little girl was about to have a fit, and Tang Xixu felt that the atmosphere was not right.
"If you don't want to scream..."
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