Chapter Seventy-Three Drinking Alone Without a Blind Date
"Xichen, let me help you!"
Xiao Liuyue squeezed in between Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge, and just stretched out her hand to help Xue Xichen make mooncakes. Leng Huhu lifted up his broad sleeves and brought up a basin filled with flour. Suddenly, the small kitchen was filled with waves.
There was a white "flour rain", like snow and fog, and the three people were covered with hoods.
"ah!"
Xue Xichen wanted to hide, but three people were squeezed into the small space. She had nowhere to hide and could only watch the snow-white powder flying everywhere.
"Liuyue!" Feng Qingge frowned, turned her back quickly, subconsciously covered Xue Xichen in her arms, and said with complaint, "You are doing a disservice!"
"I……"
"Boom!"
The basin landed on the ground, accompanied by Xiao Liuyue's apologetic voice, "The sleeves...the sleeves are too big..."
"Snapped!"
A bowl fell to the ground, and Xiao Liuyue's voice came again, "Ah! Where did I hit it!"
"A roar!"
Xiao Liuyue's innocent voice came again, "The flour covers my eyes, I can't see clearly... What did you hit just now?"
When Xue Xichen could finally raise her head from the falling powder, the entire kitchen was already in a mess. Leng Junyi had already escaped from the kitchen at the moment of the incident, safe and sound. And she was protected by Feng Qingge in her arms.
, it was still intact. Xiao Liuyue was originally dressed in white, and had already covered her head and face with her sleeves, leaving only a few spots.
What a pity for Feng Qingge, who was wearing a flaming red robe, hair, face and eyebrows. She was almost drenched from head to toe. As soon as she moved, a burst of white mist came down from her hair. She looked miserable.
Extremely.
"puff!"
Xue Xichen burst out laughing, shaking her shoulders, laughing so hard that she was out of breath.
Xiao Liuyue leaned on the stove, her face full of innocence, so pure that people couldn't bear to blame her.
"Want me to pat you?"
Xue Xichen just raised her palms when she suddenly remembered that her hands were full of flour. She couldn't help but take it back in embarrassment and smiled at Feng Qingge, "Um... Feng Qingge, you better go and wash it! You look like... a snowman."
"Yo! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha -" she couldn't help laughing.
"you--"
Feng Qingge turned pale with anger. He was so kind to protect her, but she actually laughed at him. He deserved to let her suffer this crime! However, subconsciously, he couldn't bear it!
"snort!"
Feng Qingge was very annoyed by her ambivalent attitude.
"Qingge, let's go take a shower!"
Leng Junyi outside the kitchen couldn't help laughing. He kindly reminded, "Your current image... I believe you don't want others to see it?"
"I...hum!"
Feng Qingge glared at Xue Xichen, who was laughing loudly, and flung out her sleeves, raising a cloud of white smoke, deepening the smile on Xue Xichen's face, "White-haired old man... walk slowly... haha
Ha ha ha ha--"
"you--"
Feng Qingge stopped her breath, clenched her fists, and finally decided not to argue with Xue Xichen.
Confucius said: Only women and villains are difficult to raise!
The ancients never deceived me!
…
The night is as dark as ink, the lanterns are turned on at the beginning, the silver plate is hanging high, and the bright and clear light is scattered all over the ground.
Leng Junyi lit the last lantern, Xue Xichen placed mooncakes, pastries, melons and fruits on the stone table in the courtyard, Xiao Liuyue held out a hundred-year-old wine. Feng Qingge raised her head and looked up at the bright moon, which was bright and bright, and the bright moonlight fell on the quiet courtyard.
, the breeze blows gently, cool and gentle.
"Tonight is fifteen..."
He murmured to himself, feeling a little sad in his heart.
The leaves are rustling, the wind is gentle, my beloved has passed away, have you ever heard the thoughts in my heart?
"Qingge, take your seat!"
After sitting down, Xiao Liuyue picked up the wine pot and poured a glass for each person. Then she took the lead and raised the glass to invite them, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is rare for us to gather here. It is destined! Let us drink this cup together!"
The three of them picked up their wine glasses, and Xue Xichen interrupted with a bright smile, "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise your glasses to the bright moon, and we will become three people facing each other. Cheers!"
"cheers!"
After everyone clinked glasses and drank, Feng Qingge suggested, "Since today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, we should also take advantage of the occasion and each of us propose a poem related to the Mid-Autumn Festival, okay?"
"OK!"
Xue Xichen clapped her hands and was the first to agree. She said, "I said it just now! Whose turn is it next? Since it was Feng Qingge who suggested it, why not let Feng Qingge come first!"
Feng Qingge didn't refuse, "Okay!" He thought for a while and chanted casually, "Osmanthus flowers and jade fill the streets in the first month of the year. The night is as cool as a wash. The wind blows and my eyebrows are cold and my bones are cold. I am in the Crystal Palace. The dragon is croaking.
, watching the que Saga, misty music and songs are boiling. The ground is covered with frost, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds. I remember last year this evening, I was drinking wine in the creek pavilion, and the pale moon clouds came and went. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were not a dream yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, the autumn light is like this. The green bird comes to the west,
Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching. I send this message to my husband and wife, don't let Guanghan get drunk."
"Wow wow wow - wonderful! Wonderful!"
Feng Qingge's poem drew warm applause.
After Xue Xichen applauded, she sent the moon cake to Feng Qingge. She smiled happily and said, "Looking at how brilliant your poem is, this moon cake is a reward for you!"
"Thanks!"
Feng Qingge took the mooncake and took a small bite. It was sweet and fragrant in the mouth. It was more delicious than any mooncake he had eaten in the past. After eating one, he couldn't help but want to eat more.
"Do you know the origin of mooncakes?"
Xue Xichen gave Leng Junyi and Xiao Liuyue a moon cake each and said with interest: "Chang'e was originally Hou Yi's wife. She became an immortal because she stole the elixir of immortality given to Hou Yi by the Queen Mother of the West.
She flew to the Guanghan Palace on the moon to live. She was trapped in the Guanghan Palace and could only look at each other across the moon and the ground, missing her husband, but she could never return to her husband."
Xiao Liuyue followed Xue Xichen's story and casually recited: "The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the morning stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are in my heart every night."
"Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky will make her heart wander every night...How wonderful! How wonderful!"
Leng Junyi came up with a poem and composed it impromptuly, "The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently; this night will not last long in this life, where can I see the bright moon next year?"
“What a poem!”
Feng Qingge was full of admiration and said with emotion, "The elixir must not be stolen. Look at the blue sea and blue sky. Where can I place my heart every night? When will the bright moon come? I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. I won't be able to bear the cold when I stay in the high place."
Xue Xichen applauded and congratulated each other, admiring it endlessly, "Ah! Wonderful! Wonderful! Feng Qingge, your couplet is wonderful! It borrows the poems Xiao Liuyue and Leng Junyi just recited, and combines the two.
The two become one, without losing the creative idea, it’s wonderful!”
Feng Qingge responded with a smile, and he was very happy to be praised by Xue Xichen. Although he was naturally intelligent and had been praised by countless people since he was three years old, no one had ever praised him as much as Xue Xichen.
Chen's made him even more happy.
Not liking Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge's flirting, and not liking seeing the two of them flirting with each other, Xiao Liuyue interrupted Xue Xichen's words and spoke softly, "Junior sister, tell me, why do we eat moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"