Seeing Song Wen walk into the house to cook acorns, among the women, there is no one who knows what acorn is, so he asked Huang Xi curiously: "A Xi, what is acorn!"

"It is to make wine stuffed with oak fruits, which are the size of lotus seeds, and they are very sweet and delicious when cooked." Xiaojun explained with a smile.

"Have you eaten?" asked a young woman next to her.

“Awen often cooks it for me.”

Xiaojun nodded and said, "I asked him to give you some when I left. However, it is very troublesome to cook acorns. First, soak them in hot water, then press them with a pressure cooker. When pressing them for the first time, pour out all the water inside, then rinse away the bitterness on the acorns with cold water, and add water and rock sugar to press them down. In this way, the acorns that are pressed will be sweet and delicious."

"It's really troublesome." The young woman said with a frown.

"Well, only he would do this stupidly. You don't know that he made the pressure cooker cooker with a strong bitterness because of pressing acorns. Once he forgot, he took it out to cook porridge and ate it. His face was so bitter that he was so tangled up with his face, which was so funny." Xiaojun was very happy when talking about his lover's affairs. His heart and face were filled with a happy smile, which made the group of young women beside him so jealous.

Huang Xi didn't know what he remembered, and was sad.

Since we want to cook acorns, of course we can't just cook them for a few women. Song Wen cooked more, not only acorns but also pointed chestnuts. After cooking, we took them out and distributed them to the netizens of Xiangju who were traveling by the lake.

The group ate the pointed chestnuts and acorns that Song Wen took, and they all praised them. Some even wanted to buy some back. But Song Wen didn't sell them, and he was not in this business. Besides, they were also friends of his uncle. If they dared to sell things to them, they might have their heads cut off.

However, if you can't sell it, you can give it away. When Song Wen agreed to leave, he gave them one pound. Anyway, there were a few bags of pointed chestnuts and acorns brought from the mountain in autumn and winter last year, and one pound was only more than twenty pounds. For him, who still had a few large bags of pointed chestnuts and acorns, it was simply drizzling.

Huang Xi and a few women were at the lake while talking intimate words while eating acorns. After eating, they shouted that they would go to the peach blossom forest opposite the lake, but they had no choice but to carry the bamboo raft to cross them.

Walking up the stone steps beside the peach blossom forest, next to it is the golden bamboo with green leaves, and in the distance is a peach blossom forest. At this time, the peach blossoms are in full bloom. A mountain is pink, and bees and butterflies dance on the pink stamens, constantly working hard to collect honey.

The sharp-eyed Huang Xi clearly saw a pink ant with crystal wings flying among the flowers on the flower stamen and picked honey. He remembered the unique ant honey that Song Wen said, and thought that this was the kind of pink ant he said. He wanted to ask Song Wen. But he said he didn't want to let people know, so she had to give up this idea. He didn't know if eating ant honey can make his skin white and tender, soft and soft, and always look like an eighteen-year-old girl. She was inexplicably looking forward to it.

Walking into the peach blossom forest, the pink peach blossoms are blooming, branches, clusters, clusters, and clusters. It is simply a pink ocean! Everyone lingers among the flowers, watching bees and butterflies play. The fallen flowers are flying, breathing the fragrance of flowers that penetrates the heart from the mountain wind, and suddenly comes to the fairyland on earth.

At this time, a mountain wind blew, and the peach blossom petals fell like rain. The peach blossom petals floated in the air, like a graceful and beautiful fairy flying in the air, making people feel like dreams.

"You guys say, if I could walk hand in hand with my husband in this peach blossom forest, it would be so romantic!" said a young woman who was a little illegitimate.

"Yes, it would be better if I kissed here?" Another young woman said with a lot of emotion.

Huang Xi spat secretly. These people were really bold. Didn’t you see a man here? Why are you talking nonsense? Xiaojun secretly looked at Song Wen. Thinking of the madness she was here that day, she couldn’t help but bit her lower lip lightly, and her face turned red for some reason.

"I feel that it would be great if I took a wedding photo here." Another young woman said.

"Hasn't you taken your wedding photos long ago? Why are you still taking them?" a young woman next to her asked strangely.

"I don't care if he has taken a photo or not, just take another photo, just take an art photo." The young woman said distractedly.

"Well, this idea is good. When I go back, I will ask him to come and take pictures."

"Um..."

Several young women next to them agreed.

After hearing this, Song Wen hurriedly said, "This flowering period is almost over. The photos will be taken a few days before blooming. Now the photos are not effective. Look at the branches that have leaves, so wait for next year!"

When a few women heard Song Wen's words, they looked at the branches. As expected, green and tender peach leaves appeared on the branches. They could not see them without looking carefully. It seemed that they could not take wedding photos anymore, and they felt sad. However, they were immediately fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of them and began to chatter. Some were moved by the beautiful scenery in front of them and ran in the peach blossom forest cheerfully. One and two, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, playing around, like children. Some even took out their DVDs and posed for a pose to take pictures on their mobile phones.

"Stop." Suddenly, a young woman shouted.

The girls who were playing among the flowers stopped for some reason.

The young woman said, "How about using this peach blossom wine to make peach blossom wine?" The young woman was fine at home and liked to make her own wine. It is said that there is a wine cabinet in her house that specializes in the wine brewed by her, with nearly eighty kinds.

After listening to her suggestions, everyone felt good, so they asked Song Wen to go to his house to get a bag and prepare to put peach petals back to make wine.

"These peach blossoms are dirty when they fall on the ground. Can the wine they brew be drunk? If you want them, I will buy some paper to spread on the ground tomorrow. I will put them away after the peach blossoms fall and send them to you." Song Wen said from the side.

The group of women felt reasonable and nodded. Huang Xi, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "No need to be so troublesome. Why don't you let Awen help us brew peach blossom wine? Then we will come and get it."

Song Wen was stunned when he heard this. They wanted to make wine themselves, what's the matter with him?

"Yes, that's it."

"I want one person and one jar."

"Awen, you should make it better."

After hearing this, several women said to Song Wen.

Help them make wine?

Song Wen glanced at them and there were six people, plus Huang Xi had seven, seven jars of wine, and seventy pounds were not a lot. But the main thing was that he couldn't make peach blossom wine!

So he expressed his concerns.

The young woman who likes to make homemade wine and smiled and said, "In fact, it is very simple to make peach blossom wine. Just mash the peach blossom petals together with cooked rice and wine koji, then press them in a basin to cover them for fermentation, and wait until the wine overflows. Then remove the lees and put them in the wine jar. The same way we cook during the holidays (that is, fermented wine or sweet wine brew) is made, but there is only one more peach blossom petal."

Song Wen felt that it was similar to the bamboo leaf wine he made, so he responded. The green rice in Ruyi Fan harvested a few more times, and there was a lot of rice piled up inside. It was just right for wine to be brewed, brewed more, or you could keep it for drinking slowly by yourself. Thinking of it, he nodded.

"Thank you, when you get married to Xiaojun, we will definitely give you a big red envelope." A young woman said.

"There is not a single word yet?" Xiaojun said shyly from the side.

"Oh, my heart is on others, and I haven't even said anything yet. I think you want to enter his door now!" Ayun teased with a smile.

“Where is it?”

Xiaojun argued forcibly, but the corner of his eyes looked at Song Wen. Song Wen looked at her and grinned at her, which scared her and couldn't help but glar at him fiercely.

The group talked and laughed, walked through the peach blossom forest, and walked towards the pavilion next to the small waterfall.

When I came to the waterfall viewing pavilion, I came to me with a couplet hanging on both sides of the pavilion pillar, which read "Water East Waterfall West Waterfall South Waterfall North Waterfall Middle Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Green cloth Yellow cloth Red cloth Black cloth White Bubu Bubu Bubu Bu."

Huang Xi looked at the couplet, smiled without realizing it, and said, "Who wrote this couplet! It's messy and not neat at all."

After hearing this, Song Wen pointed at himself and said to Huang Xi in a muffled voice: "I am the messy person."

After hearing this, the women immediately giggled. Huang Xi was the same. After laughing, she dug him up in anger and walked into the pavilion. Xiaojun also followed him with a giggle.

Standing in the pavilion, you can hear the sound of the small waterfall next to you falling, and the sound of the water is rustling, just like the sound of a fairy. Looking down, you can see the peach blossom forest at a glance, and the pink peach blossoms are reflected in the lake water, and even the lake water is pink.

Looking at everything in front of them, everyone couldn't help but sigh: It's like a fairyland. They said it's really worth it and they plan to come here next time they get together.

After resting in the pavilion for a while, I returned to the other side.

The tables, chairs and other things on the shore have been cleaned up by the strong young men and girls. If you don’t look carefully, you will not know that there are signs of tables, chairs and other things placed there.

It was getting late and I had to rush to travel, so netizens from Zhongxiangju and their group said goodbye and left.

After everyone left, Huang Xi and Xiao Jun made tea in Song Wen's house for a while, and walked out hand in hand and said they wanted to go home.

Song Wen couldn't help but stare at her. Even if Huang Xi leaves, why should Xiao Jun follow her? But in front of Huang Xi, she was embarrassed to let her stay, so she said tactfully: "Why are you leaving? Don't sit for a while?" As he spoke, his eyes looked at Xiao Jun.

Huang Xi looked at it and smiled slightly.

Xiaojun shook her head and said, "Sister Xi is interested in orchids and said she wants to go to my place to see orchids."

"It's too late to go back this time, so why don't you see orchids? Should you go back after dinner?" Song Wen said, but he thought in his heart that it would be better to sleep here at night, and it's not too late to leave tomorrow.

"No, Sister Xi said she wanted to treat me to steak."

What's the delicious steak? Song Wen thought to himself. But there's no way. Should I tell Xiaojun that I miss you in front of Huang Xi, stay for the night! He couldn't say this in front of Huang Xi, even if he said it, he wouldn't stay for Xiaojun's shy personality.

In the end, he had to take the things he wanted to give to Huang Xi into the car and watched the two drive away.

At this moment, he remembered a poem, "You come quietly, just as you go quietly, you wave your sleeves without taking away a cloud..."...)

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