On the top of Taihua Mountain, in the cave, a wisp of the slanting moon shines in, forming a cool pillar of light.
Xiaoyaozi wore a Zhuangzi scarf on his head and a moon-white slanted Taoist robe. He was lying on his side on a stone, holding his chin with his hands, his long eyebrows drooping, and his breathing was so thin that if you didn't smell it carefully, you would think that he had lost his breath.
Opposite, a young girl wearing a Xiaoyao scarf, a moon-white double-breasted embroidered cave robe, and a pair of moon-white bloomers, imitating Chen Tuan, holding her tender cheeks,
He closed his eyes slightly, showing cuteness in his childishness.
Suddenly, her eyelids under her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she quietly opened her eyes and looked at Xiaoyaozi opposite. Chen Tuan's breathing was as normal, steady and leisurely. The little Taoist boy stuck out his tongue, and then crept up,
A pair of little feet wearing high-top white socks quietly reached toward the pair of hemp shoes on the ground.
"Um...cough!" Chen Tuan coughed suddenly, and the little Taoist boy quickly lay down, holding his cheek with his little hand, and closed his eyes tightly, but his legs didn't have time to pull back and return to their original position, so they simply laid them flat and curled up.
With the other hand, he kneaded a magic formula and placed it on his knee. Anyway, the Taoist teachings of Chen Tuan's lineage are about casualness and naturalness, and do not require you to sit upright, so this makes sense.
After waiting with bated breath for a moment, the little Taoist boy opened his eyes again and saw that Chen Tuan had turned over and fell asleep facing the stone wall. He couldn't help but patted his chest happily, got up again, and carefully put on his shoes.
, he slipped out of the cave like a little monkey stealing something. When he got outside the cave, he stood on the bluestone steps and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The little Taoist boy smiled mischievously and suddenly ran down the mountain at full speed.
In a stone house next to a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, the Taoist boy came to the door, gently knocked on the door, and called in a low voice: "Mother."
Sister-in-law Ma opened the door and said happily: "Dog, master, let you go down the mountain?"
The child blinked and said obediently: "Yes, tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day. The master said that the dog does not have to train so hard these two days and can take time to go home."
Sister-in-law Ma hurriedly said: "Come in, come in." She pulled her daughter and said pitifully: "Oh, it doesn't have to be so hard. Why don't you come back so late? My mother has been selling fruits to the female guests who come to visit and worship for the past two days.
, there are some longans, red dates, and hazelnuts left at home. You little girl is so greedy, come and try some."
The dog agreed abruptly, and Mrs. Ma happily went to pick the basket from the wall. The dog ran to the window, carefully took out a small jar from the jar, looked at it carefully, laughed loudly, and said happily:
"Mother, mother, come and see, they are starting to build a net."
During the Chinese Valentine's Day, people in various places celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day in different ways. This way of celebrating the Chinese Valentine's Day is to put a happy spider in a small altar. On the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day, the shape of the spider web it spins will be used to judge whether it is auspicious or not.
The happy spider was already busy in the altar, and the dog was really happy.
Sister-in-law Ma couldn't help but laugh and said: "Don't tell me, mother has seen it a long time ago and made you happy. She is only ten years old, why are you so anxious to beg for a coincidence? Come on, try these dates, they are crispy.
"
The dog grabbed a handful of dates, threw one into his mouth, and said vaguely: "No, the dog is eleven."
Sister-in-law Ma said: "How can there be eleven, my daughter, I don't know?"
Gou'er was unconvinced and said: "I have a big birthday on the first lunar month. Now that I'm counting, it's closer to the 11th."
Sister-in-law Ma couldn't laugh or cry, she shook her head and said: "Chengchengcheng, if you say eleven, then eleven will be fine."
At this time, the door of the room rang several times, and a clear voice outside the door called: "Sister-in-law Ma."
"Oh? It's Sister Xiu'er."
The dog swooped to the door, opened it, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiu'er."
When Deng Xiuer saw her in the room, she saluted happily and said, "Xiuer has met my great uncle."
"Oh, didn't I tell you that you don't need to call me that when we meet in private?" The dog pulled her into the door with a smile. Seeing what she was holding in her arms, he asked curiously: "What is this?"
Xiu'er smiled and said: "This is a fun time. Chinese Valentine's Day is approaching. This is my gift to my uncle."
Namohele is a plaything for young children during the Chinese Valentine's Day. They are a pair of clay dolls wearing half-length lotus leaf dresses, holding lotus flowers in their hands, and smiling broadly. The big one is up to three feet tall, and the smaller one fits in the palm of the hand.
The pair of Mohele that Xiu'er gave to the dog were one foot in size and very cute in her arms. Although the dog looked forward to growing up every day, he was still a child at heart after all. When he saw such a gift, he couldn't put it down immediately.
Sister-in-law Ma said: "Ms. Deng, I'm afraid this couple will make a lot of money, which will cost you a lot of money."
Deng Xiu'er said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you don't have to be polite. In this mountain, Xiu'er is only a close friend of my uncle and uncle. Chinese Valentine's Day is approaching, so sending a small gift is nothing."
Mrs. Ma's hut was not very big, and even there was only one spoon. The dog reluctantly played with it for a while, then picked up the basket and said to Deng Xiu'er: "Sister Xiu'er, the house is small and stuffy. Let's
Let’s go eat dates and chat in the courtyard.”
"Okay," Deng Xiuer agreed happily, confessed to Mrs. Ma, followed the dog to the courtyard, and sat down on a piece of bluestone.
Standing still on the Sunday, caring about the moonlight. On a clear summer and autumn night, the stars are shining in the sky, and a vast white Milky Way stretches across the north and south. On the east and west banks of the river, there is a shining star on each side, facing each other across the river.
Facing each other from a distance, the two girls held their chins and looked at the beautiful scene in the sky. They couldn't help but be fascinated.
"Time flies so fast, tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's Day." Deng Xiuer let out a long sigh.
Gou'er held his chin with his hands, but sighed and said, "I feel like time passes so slowly. It's only been Chinese Valentine's Day for so long, and I don't know how long it will take for me to grow up."
Deng Xiu'er was filled with sadness when she thought of spending Chinese Valentine's Day with her family. When she said this, she couldn't help but laugh: "My uncle has excellent bones and is a prodigy in martial arts. Otherwise, my ancestor wouldn't be able to do this now."
I usually care about my uncle's martial arts progress, but in terms of martial arts, my uncle can make a thousand miles at a time. At this age, he can only grow up day by day, and he can't move faster even if he wants to. Why should he be worried about his age?
You know, children have their own happiness. Once they grow up, it is impossible to go back to the past."
Gou'er was a little shy, but she didn't want to tell anyone what was on her mind, so she just said: "I have already told you that when we meet in private, Sister Xiu'er can just call me by my first name, and there is no need to refer to me as my uncle."
Deng Xiuer said: "The etiquette must not be discarded, otherwise my master will definitely punish me if he finds out. Besides, I have been taught swordsmanship by my uncle, so I cannot be disrespectful in the slightest."
Gou'er chuckled and said, "If that's the case, I'll still call you master. Although I teach you swordsmanship, don't I also learn poetry, songs, and knitting girls from you?"
Deng Xiuer shook her head and sighed, and said calmly: "Poems, songs, and knitting girl reds can help me with something." She looked at the bright moon in the sky and said in a low voice: "It's Chinese Valentine's Day again, and I think of the last time I spent with my family. Chinese Valentine's Day seems to have happened a long, long time ago. The moon at that time was as bright and round as it is at night, but the people at that time were so far away from me, as far away as the world..."
This time, at the age of a little girl, Gou'er, who shouldn't know what it feels like to be sad, nodded his head vigorously and said in agreement: "Yes, the last time I looked at the moon seemed to be yesterday. The moon then was the same as tonight. We are all the same, but the people at that time are so far away from me now..."
She remembered that her thin and small body was held by the uncle on his chest. The uncle's chest was so wide and his arms were so strong. Lying in his arms, it seemed that it was the safest place in the world. Isn't it? When she was abandoned in the wilderness, there were armies on both sides as far as the eye could see. As long as they rushed up, they could trample her childish body into mud in a moment. The sky was glaring with sunlight, She didn't even dare to get up. At that time, even the uncle suddenly appeared in front of her. The blazing sun made people unable to hide, and the murderous troops were not as good as the uncle's shout when she was picked up by him. , her helpless heart suddenly found support, and she lived like this for the rest of her life...
That night, the moon was as round as it is now. The uncle told her that there was a city that never sleeps in the east of the earth, where, even if it was night, she would no longer be lonely. That night, the uncle also gave her a message under the bright moonlight. I chose a name, Ma Yi...
The moonlight shines on their faces, emitting a bright light. One of them looks lonely and miserable, but the other is full of hope.
Deng Xiuer silently prayed in her heart: "On July 7th, I pay my respects to the seventh sister. The seventh sister is clever and clever. For the sake of my filial piety and sincerity, please give me the understanding and foundation of my uncle. I will learn it as soon as possible." Martial arts, go down the mountain to avenge my father who was killed, and my mother who committed suicide...!"
The dog blinked its big eyes like black gems and looked at the star in the sky. He thought innocently: "Sister Qi is so miserable. She has a mother who thinks she is good to her and does not allow her to marry a mortal. They are only allowed to meet once a year. I am even worse off than my seventh sister, and my master and grandfather are as hateful as the Queen Mother. In fact, I am content as long as I am allowed to see my uncle once a year, but he refuses, claiming that only I can inherit. His mantle, but all I want is to stay by my uncle's side. That would be my happiness. The seventh sister is kind-hearted and will definitely sympathize with the little puppy who is even more miserable than her. I hope the seventh sister will bless me and let me meet Yang Hao soon. Uncle, even if...like Seventh Sister, we meet once a year..."
"See you once a year? Hahahaha..."
Yang Hao laughed so hard, Yu Ting, don't listen to your fourth sister-in-law's nonsense, they are all deceived by the gods in the sky like ordinary people like us."
There were many people in the yard, including Dong'er, Yanyan, Wawa, Miaomiao, Ding Chengzong, Ding Yuluo, Ding Chengye's concubines, and his second daughter Yuting. Xing'er, Xiaoyuan and others were busy , a banquet of melons and fruits was held in the courtyard, and the family worshiped the two stars, the cow and the female star.
Originally, tomorrow night is the official day, but Yang Hao will lead the army early tomorrow morning. Chinese Valentine's Day is not only a festival of love, but also a festival of family ties. It is an important day for family reunion, so the family discussed it and decided
I moved the time to tonight. Anyway, it’s past midnight and it’s already Chinese Valentine’s Day.
Yu Ting was still young, and she felt a little sleepy when she passed the age. Miaomiao pulled her to her side and told her the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. Yu Ting was so drunk when she heard it, but Yang Hao, who was in a drunken state, couldn't bear it.