One midnight in Huangzhou City, everything was as usual, the moon was overhead like a beacon, lighting up the entire sky.
This is a night with few stars in the month, and the clear sky indicates that there will be good weather tomorrow.
On the eve of the holiday, busy people in the city do not choose to stay at home. They either go out for a walk, go shopping in the mall, or have a dinner party with friends. After working hard for a long time, they should reward themselves.
People are also full of happy expectations for the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. If possible, it is a good choice to travel to relax. If you do not choose to go out for fun, you should stay at home to have a good rest and spend a reunion with your family.
the Mid-Autumn Festival.
It would be great if every family and everyone could enjoy such a wonderful time.
Just such a small wish may be difficult for some people and destined to be impossible to fulfill.
The night on Handan Road is just like day. This is the business district of Huangzhou. Handan Road has all the excitement that a city can have. Now is the holiday, and many businesses have launched promotions to cope with the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.
Everywhere there are people coming and going, and everything is exciting.
A thin man, wrapped in a coat, appeared on the street of Handan Road. He was alone. No matter how you looked at him, he seemed a little out of place with the surrounding environment.
This man is about 1.8 meters tall and has a slender figure. Even if there is a breeze, he may not be able to withstand it.
His face was pale, and his morbid eyes revealed melancholy and sadness. If he could be stronger, trim his hair, shave his temples and chin, and take a good bath in the tub, then his whole body would definitely look better.
You will be more energetic.
He kept mumbling over and over again, "Xiaoqing, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival again. How are you, your children, and dad doing there?"
The man on the street was none other than Lu Sheng. He didn't know what day it was today, but the full moon in the sky seemed to remind him that only the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar would have such a bright full moon.
So after he realized what day it was, he no longer wanted to stay at home alone. He wanted to go out and experience the real lively world.
Since his only relative, Father Lu, left, Lu Sheng has never chosen to avoid various festivals. He will deliberately go out to experience the lively atmosphere of the city when he is happy and happy.
The house is empty, and just hiding at home will only add more sadness to missing you.
He wants to escape, he wants to blend in.
It seemed that everything would leave him, as if only the streets outside would always be there, and only the full moon in the sky had not abandoned him. Lu Sheng thought, it seems that no one will be like the moon, which will not leave suddenly.
Nor will it be taken away by others.
The moonlight treats everyone equally, regardless of poverty or wealth, it will shine evenly on everyone's face. The moon will tell you when it will leave, when it will come back, when it will be perfect, and when it will come back.
When is it incomplete?
Just as Lu Sheng was thinking about this, an old man sitting on the roadside attracted his attention.
The old man was sitting on a small stool. On the ground in front of him was a piece of shabby cloth with a big gossip drawn on it. On this cloth, there were various strange things placed on it.
Lu Sheng looked at it curiously. Although he didn't recognize their names, he had seen those things on TV. In one of them, he remembered that the person shook the bamboo tube, and then the bamboo sticks placed inside would fall out.
, and then the fortune teller will take the bamboo stick and say something specious.
Even though it was midnight, the old man still wore a pair of square-framed black glasses. Lu Sheng guessed that he was a blind man who could tell fortunes.
He has a goatee, and his dark-skinned face is covered with wrinkles and has several moderate age spots.
The old man did not promote his fortune-telling skills to the people around him, but just looked at the passers-by with a smile.
Lu Sheng looked at him strangely, but he was wondering in his heart whether he was blind and what could he see?
Lu Sheng had always received higher education and was engaged in education in colleges and universities. In his life, Lu Sheng had never had anything to do with so-called feudal superstitions such as fortune telling and hexagrams.
Lu Sheng was indeed a little excited now. He wanted to try some unknown things. He just persuaded himself like this and stood there without moving for a long time.
But in fact, the most real reason was that Lu Sheng hated his damn fate. He wanted to see why he had so much suffering in his life. He wanted to ask the fortune teller to calculate it for him and use the most accurate calculation method.
Feudalism’s most superstitious excuse, let’s see if it can comfort myself.