戚爷好酒,卖酒,无论战争年代还是和平年代,酒就是他的立身之本,时代变迁,他没有变。酒给他的人生带来了什么?一这房子老得有些年头了。和人一样,房子老了就有颓相,先看房顶,当年青黝黝的瓦,圆脊灌浆,顺顺溜溜整整齐齐,现在塌陷了,瓦片灰白,酥脆得手指一捻就碎,还长了茂密的草,蓬蓬勃勃地葳蕤,有风来,刷刷地响,仿佛荒原。墙是青砖墙,墙外抿得 Qi Ye good wine, selling wine, regardless of the war era or peace, wine is his foundation, the times change, he has not changed. What did the wine bring to his life? The house was old for some years. Like people, the house is old and decadent, look at the roof, when the swarthy tiles, rounded grout, smooth and smooth neatly, and now collapsed, gray tiles, crisp fingers twist a broken , But also the lush grass, thriving, windy, brushing, like a wasteland. The wall is a brick wall, won the wall outside