Every drop of the leaked water falls on the receiving kettle, and a little makes a lot. When another drop falls, the weight of the kettle changes. It's time to go out and report for the watch at three o'clock.

The watchman trembled and looked at another bald man. He didn't think so. He grabbed his bangs and walked away, leaving him tied to a stool and whining.

Geng Sheng started from near the county government and passed through the streets.

There was a faint yellow glow through the paper windows, and people walked around. They heard more noise, and the people in the house blew out the lights.

Nanxun county's one-day prosperity finally fell silent at this time. Only the rhythmic "Dong—— Dong! Dong! " The banging of bangs echoed in the streets.

Wang Mazi in the south of the city drank too much every night. The owner of the restaurant closed after listening to the sound of the newspaper. He listened to the sound of bangs and walked in the lane with the wall.

In the moonlight, another lamp appeared in the lane. He tried to open his confused eyes. Someone came through the darkness and the familiar watchman.

He greeted Zhang Da happily and found that Zhang Da, who was on the watch today, was different from the past. His head lit up the road and smiled and stretched out his hand: "Zhang Da, when will you shave... Shave your head?"

"Go away!"

Before he could react, the wind hit his ear, he was pushed to the wall and hit his back against the wall: "what!" He had a big tongue and drunk eyes. He didn't notice that the watchman changed a person, "you, you're just a watchman, I'll tell you!"

A fierce face suddenly came up to him, followed by a heavy heart. Pockmarked Wang later felt that he had been hit. It seemed that a heavy weight fell on his heart. He couldn't help humming and sat down against the wall. He soon shrank like a shrimp and covered his chest.

"Tian Shehan." The man disdained. He walked away with a bang.

Leaving pockmarked Wang in pain, he foamed at his mouth and stopped moving.

The bangs echoed in the streets, but they couldn't reach Pei's house.

There are servants in other hospitals who shoulder the role of watchman.

A huge disc hung in the sky, the moonlight was quiet, shining into the room through the elephant eye pane, and there was a whisper in the bed.

"Why?"

A Yao's voice came from the room. Sheng Xiang thought she had something to tell. He lifted the plum blossom pattern bamboo curtain and went into the inner room to get into the bunk bed. However, he saw her curled up in the corner of the bed, her eyes slightly closed, enough to sleep in the bed of more than two people. She accounted for less than a quarter, like a kitten who had been licked alone under the rocks.

"Miss Jiang? Girl? " Sheng Xiang whispered, but ah Yao didn't respond.

Come closer, where do you have something to tell? You're talking in your sleep!

She has been humming, humming, smelling, crying and laughing. She can't tuck her in. After waiting for a while, she didn't feel like a nightmare, so she stepped back and left a room of pure brightness.

Ah Yao is really dreaming.

She returned to the courtyard where she lived when she was a child and played in the patio with her little friends. Her mother called her to serve vegetables in the kitchen.

"Ah ~" she answered and ran over like a butterfly.

When she stepped into the kitchen, the scene suddenly turned. She didn't find anything wrong and accepted it like a stream.

It seemed as if it suddenly opened up, the sky was bright, and willows were hanging by the lake. She walked forward. There was a stove in one corner of the courtyard. Next to it, there was a tall several and a large oil paper umbrella. It was very abrupt to stand in the courtyard, but there was a woman behind the stove, Yuanshan Meidai, who felt peaceful and comfortable. Because of her existence, the stove was a few tall and integrated into the courtyard, Be part of it.

The pot was burning on the stove, and the soup was boiling. There was a lot of white smoke and the delicious smell of fish soup.

A Yao walked in. The woman stopped her work and said, "here you are. Do you like fish or pine nut fish, or something else?"

"I can..."

"Then I'll make fish for you."

She took a Yao's hand and showed her the knife she carried. Finally, she immediately copied a live fish, cut a knife at the lower jaw and tail, and put it in a wooden basin a few meters high. The grass carp swam back and forth in the water.

Taking advantage of the bleeding time, she began to make spices. Cut ginger and shallots into shreds for standby, boil a pot of oil, and put in a handful of mung bean vermicelli. The vermicelli squeaked in the hot oil. She pressed the vermicelli with a shovel so that each one could be fried. The snow-white fried vermicelli appeared, picked them up, drained them on the lotus leaf, and turned back to make fish.

The congestion is cleared, the scales are removed quickly, the gills are cleaned, the fish skin is removed for standby, the red meat part under the skin is removed, the whole fish is boneless, and the fish bones and meat are removed.

Fish skin can be made into cold dishes and fish bones can be used for soup.

The quick knife cut the fish into thin slices like cicada wings. Ah Yao was impressed by the woman's cutting technique. Each piece of fish was the same size. She curiously picked up the fish on the side. At this time, the sun was so good and the fish was so bright that she could still see the woman's sword through it.

She already had a small wooden basin with a large piece of ice in it. It was chiseled into an iceberg, emitting cold smoke. Each piece was good. She put it on the iceberg, and the fish and meat were pasted on the iceberg, as if they were integrated.

"Not yet. Don't worry. Turn your back." The woman smiled and held a Yao's shoulder to turn her around.

In fact, it was too much. It was a little iced. She took off the fish and put it on the paint plate. Ah Yao looked back and saw that the paint plate was in full bloom. A chrysanthemum, which seemed to be carved with a whole piece of ice, was snow-white, bright and faintly blue. It was very beautiful.

The fish dish is also accompanied by more than a dozen porcelain dishes, shrimp soy sauce, Sydney silk, lotus root silk, ginger silk, scallion silk, fried vermicelli, sesame oil, orange peel, and even a pot of rice wine!

"Wow." A Yao kept her eyes fixed. The woman handed her a pair of chopsticks and motioned for her to taste them.

Ah Yao raised her chopsticks and hesitated. The plate was so beautiful that she was not willing to start!

"Do you want to learn from me?" The woman smiled.

"OK, OK." A Yao nodded hurriedly.

"Let me teach you how to be a puffer fish."

"No!" She was startled and refused repeatedly. Even if the woman repeatedly promised her that there would be no problem, she still shook her head like a rattle.

The attitude of resisting learning finally annoyed the cook. She cut the kitchen knife on the chopping board and said, "do you want to learn or not!"

The threat is strong.

"Ah Yao wants to run away.

But what the Cook said frightened her into a cold sweat!

The Cook said, "is it so difficult to teach you to cook? You owe me two lives, which is my identity. "

"What did you say... I don't understand..." ah Yao pulled out a smile more ugly than crying.

"I'm Liu ya."

Said the cook.

Boom!

The thunder outside the sky woke ah Yao up. She sat up and was in shock. The white light outside the window suddenly appeared, which made the room look like day. After a meeting, she said "boom!"

Ticking outside the window, it's raining.

A Yao holds green yarn and two pillows, and her nose is filled with the fragrance of tea plums, sweet clover and Daphne, and her mood is gradually calm.