Chapter 086
As the weather gradually turns from autumn to winter, the sun rises later every day, which inevitably causes Xingming of Beiming Island to go out for patrol earlier every night and return much later in the morning.
At this time, Qingxi would have to prepare an extra lunch box with a small amount of hot mushrooms mixed in before the other party went out on patrol.
The hot mushrooms will generate heat after being eaten, and will also be a little spicy. When you are hungry on a gradually cooler night, eating a lunch box will warm up the body again after being exposed to the cold wind all night and losing a lot of heat.
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still hazy. On the corridor of Xingming's mansion on Beiming Island, a small figure was circling around two large wine jars.
The moment the two wine jars were opened, two faint lights, one gold and one silver, lit up. Compared with the heavenly wine brewed by Qingxi, which had a golden, gauze-like light floating all the way to the sky, the scene created by the two jars of wine seemed a little mediocre.
The small figure took out two small wine cups and a small spoon, scooped a shallow spoonful of wine from the wine jar into each wine cup, and then began to taste it carefully.
After a while, the figure suddenly laughed foolishly, and in that laughter there was joy, happiness, and a slight sense of happiness and satisfaction that varied from person to person. But soon, the figure began to moan and sob softly, with regret, sadness, and melancholy in the voice, and this emotion gradually disappeared as time went by.
"call--"
The woman let out a long breath, then murmured in a relieved tone, "It's done."
More than two months later, inspired by the feeling she had when she learned of Mr. Harada's death and later saw him hugging his wife and daughter and leaving in the cemetery, and the blessing and hope that they would live happily in the next life, she finally completed the recipe for the semi-finished Paradise Wine.
However, she added two wine recipes based on the Paradise Wine.
One is the expression she showed when she tasted the first jar of wine, joy and happiness, so she named this wine "Blessing", and the latter kind of wine that makes people feel regretful and melancholy after drinking it, she named it "Mono no aware".
Nothing fancy, just simple and crude.
These two kinds of wine have one thing in common: they lack the ethereal and unpredictable feeling of heavenly wine, but have more of the flavor of the human world, adding a sense of "reality".
The recipe for Paradise Wine has been completed, and Qingxi has solved a problem. After putting everything into the food backpack, she prepared to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.
If you start making breakfast now, you can eat breakfast directly when Xingming comes back from patrol on Beiming Island at 7 o'clock.
However, she overestimated herself and underestimated the wine she brewed.
It is estimated that the aftereffect of wine with an alcohol content of 60 degrees or even higher is unlikely to be weak. What's more, her small body has basically not touched alcohol in the past two years, and she has no gourmet sense. Even if she just tasted it lightly, she felt dizzy and had to stand up with the help of a pillar, and she walked with her head tilted.
Qingxi: “…”
She chose to give up.
Thinking of this, while her mind was still a little clear and her legs could still move, she rolled into the living room behind her, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Walking on the white mist and covered in dew, Xingming from Beiming Island returned to the end of his night patrol.
He walked towards the kitchen as usual, but immediately stopped when he passed the living room.
Smelling the faint aroma of wine that had not yet dissipated in the air, Beimingyu Xingming turned around, took off his shoes and walked into the corridor.
He walked into the living room and followed the sound of light and long breathing. After a while, his foot kicked something soft as he was moving forward. He squatted down, and with his broad and calloused hands, he touched the little girl at home who was curled up into a ball.
As I got closer, the lingering smell of alcohol became stronger.
Okay, even though he was blind and couldn't see, he knew what the situation was.
This is drinking.
He skillfully picked up the soundly sleeping little drunk who was curled up on the tatami, then stood up and walked towards the girl's own room.
Ever since the little girl in the family became obsessed with storing winter food and then brewing wine, she would get drunk every once in a while.
She didn't drink too much. I heard from Tsurumaru Kuninaga that the girl would become a drunkard after just a small sip. I guess it was the same this time.
But, isn’t it a bad habit to get up early in the morning and drink?
It's not like the summer when it was hot during the day and stuffy at night. At that time, even if she didn't cover herself with a blanket when she slept, he didn't worry that she would catch a cold. But it's different now. It's winter and the weather is getting colder day by day. If she still comes to sleep in the living room wearing such thin clothes, he feels it necessary to find a time to have a good talk with the girl.
Drinking is fine, because it was his former job, plus he is self-aware, so he is not worried. But if he can still get drunk and can't take care of himself, then he should put the matter of improving the recipe of Heaven Wine on hold for now, at least wait until he turns sixteen before studying it again.
Beimingyu Xingming, who was thinking about something, did not slow down his pace.
A person who is drunk and sleeping soundly may feel the heat source around him. His curled-up body stretches out and he moves closer and closer to the heat source like a caterpillar.
When Beimeijima Gyomei stood in front of the girl's room and the door of the next room was opened by someone who heard the noise, Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw a drunk... piglet that was trying desperately to push its head against Beimeijima Gyomei's chest.
“Puff—”
Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hand to cover his mouth.
Sorry, he couldn't help it.
He quickly took a few steps and opened the shoji door of the girl's room for the tall young man. "I heard some noises from next door before, and I thought she went to the bathroom, but I didn't expect her to never come back."
He took the quilt that the girl had casually lifted aside and said, "We're in the house, and we lit the wisteria incense, so we thought it should be safe... I was just about to go out to look for someone, but I got drunk.
Where did you find her?"
Beimingyu Xingming: "In the middle room, when I found her, she was curled up in a ball and sleeping."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought about it and suggested, "In that case, how about putting a thick blanket there in the future?"
Beimingyu Xingming was "looking" at him with the white of his eye. Shouldn't he wait until the child at home wakes up and then give her a good scolding?
Why do you still want to help her clean up the mess?
Beiming Island Xingming's mood was a little bit subtle.
This is similar to if you kill someone and I hand you the knife.
After a moment of silence, he said seriously, "No."
If you can’t, then you can’t.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied in his heart.
He was just saying it casually. If Yaoyan knew about it, he would probably pull out his real body and make a "pierce you" gesture towards him.
He put his arms around the girl from behind, trying to take her from Beiming Island Xingming's hands, but——
"What should I do? I can't pull it off." After pulling for a long time without success, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was speechless.
The half-wet haori was pulled and deformed by the mournful island Xingmei, "..."
He let Tsurumaru Kuninaga hold the person, and he began to pull her hands off his clothes little by little using enough strength not to hurt the girl.
After pulling the girl down, Tsurumaru Kuninaga placed her on the mattress gently and neatly, then covered her with a thick quilt and wrapped her up, forming a big cocoon.
The quilt was very thick, and soon the coldness on the girl's body dissipated and warmth came up. Listening to the girl's comfortable snoring and watching her head shrink and then shrink into the quilt, Tsurumaru Kuninaga grinned, and the two of them went out the door one after the other.
The shoji door was gently closed from the outside, blocking out the cold and white fog outside. It was estimated that the little girl in the house would never wake up before noon.
It feels very uncomfortable to sober up from being drunk, especially when you are half asleep and someone gives you sobering soup and shakes you awake. It feels really terrible.
"Axi, wake up." Beimingyu Xingming sat cross-legged on the floor, holding the person in his arms and rocking her gently. Opposite him was Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was holding an empty bowl. Obviously, it was he who had just fed her the extremely unpalatable hangover soup.
Qingxi felt extremely uncomfortable and suddenly felt nauseous. She waved the two people away, half crawled and half ran to the corridor, and vomited on the mud ground outside the eaves with her head down.
She didn't eat breakfast and missed lunch either. On an empty stomach, she didn't vomit anything. She just vomited out what Tsurumaru Kuninaga had just poured into her stomach, along with the acid in her stomach.
After enduring the most uncomfortable period, she took the handkerchief handed to her by Tsurumaru Kuninaga and wiped her mouth with it for a while. Afterwards, she asked listlessly, "Is there something wrong?"
"I just received news from the Crow. Wind Pillar Kitaya Genei encountered an upper-rank demon and was seriously injured and on the verge of death. The Anbu personnel are currently carrying him to the clinic. The master hopes that you can go to the clinic... Is that okay?"
Beimeijima Xingmei was a little uncertain when he said this. If Qingxi was not in such a drunken state, he might be more relieved, but now she was in a state of being drunk and falling asleep, and then being woken up by himself and Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
In this state, let alone letting her go to the clinic to be treated by Feng Zhu, he was not even comfortable letting her go out.
Qingxi had a headache, but she also understood the meaning of Beimingyu Xingming's words. She rummaged through her gourmet backpack and found what she was looking for. She said, "Yes, it's okay."
Beiming Island Xingming: "..."
The little girl couldn't speak clearly and her tongue was stammering, which made Beimingyu Xingming even more worried.
However, when he thought of her backpack filled with all kinds of things they had never heard of, Beimingyu Xingming's worries were slightly reduced.
He said, "Pack up first, and I'll carry you to the clinic later."
Qingxi was helped by Tsurumaru Kuninaga back to her room. After Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked her to sit there obediently, he turned around and went out to get some water.
As soon as Qingxi put the towel soaked in cold water and wrung out dry on his face, even the last bit of alcohol disappeared, leaving only the fatigue of not getting enough rest.
Shivering, she wiped her neck and arms with cold water...well, her mind became clearer.
"I'm fine." She threw the towel into the basin, stood up and walked out. After that, she staggered in the corridor when Tsurumaru Kuninaga exclaimed "Master, be careful."
Hearing the dull sound of Qing Ximai's footsteps on the floor, Beiming Island Xingming stretched out his hand. After a while, he asked Tsurumaru Kuninaga in an uncertain tone, "Axi... is she awake?"
Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the girl's back as she disappeared into the corridor, a confused look appeared on his face. He was originally sure, but now, he was a little unsure.
However, there was no need for Tsurumaru Kuninaga to answer the question about the underworld on Beiming Island, because he immediately understood why Qingxi was going to the back.
Gah——
Jiro's cry sounded in the sky, Tsurumaru Kuninaga subconsciously looked up, and then, his jaw dropped in shock.
"Ah, can we go like this?" he murmured.
Beimingyu Xingming tilted his head and waited for his explanation.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "Master, she was carried to the clinic by Jiro."
Sad Island Xingming:? ?
The air between the two was awkward for a second, and then Beimingyu Xingming asked, "Jiro-it" (there was a pause), "Is it big enough to carry a person and fly in the sky now?"
Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "...I heard the master and Jiro talking about this topic before, but..." He gave him a look that you know, but when he realized that the other party couldn't see him, he immediately said, "But no one took it seriously."
"No, I have to catch up." His rationality, which had briefly escaped from home, returned. Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned and ran towards his house. As he ran, he shouted to Gyoumei Shima behind him, "I don't know if Jiro can get the master to the hospital. If he crashes mid-flight, both humans and crows will suffer heavy casualties."
He hurried back to his room to get his main body and Sun Blade, then hurried down the corridor and rushed to the door. "I'm leaving, Beiming Island. I probably won't be back today. You can take care of the house by yourself."
The door was opened and closed again. Tsurumaru Kuninaga was always so hasty in doing things that the words "I'll go with you" from Beimeijima Gyomei were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them no matter what.
Taking a deep breath and silently chanting a Buddhist name, Beimingyu Xingming walked out of the house, closed the door, and then chased after Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had run away and was only a small black dot left.
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