The moon worship ended early, and the children were all driven back to sleep. The lights were still on in Mrs. Cheng's yard, and the servants and girls stood with their hands down, silent.
"...I really don't care about other people's affairs. I'm a slave. I'm thinking that the Seventh Lady likes to eat these. She doesn't have enough to eat every day and always makes a noise for fear of getting into trouble. So I thought I would take some and keep it this time. Who taught me this?"
made."
"Yes, grandma. Mother Huang came and asked me if I wanted to take some of this. I said yes. She really didn't want to steal it herself. I know that."
"It's all my daughter-in-law's fault. Mother, don't blame my sister-in-law. It's all my daughter-in-law's fault."
People in Mrs. Cheng's room came and went, and finally there was Mrs. Cheng's low cry.
"You said someone deliberately made you look bad? What happened on purpose? It was because you did something stupid first and then gave people the opportunity to look bad to you. To put it bluntly, it was you who made you look bad! Can you blame others?"
Mrs. Cheng's shout came from inside the house.
The maids and girls outside lowered their heads even lower.
"You say that other people are getting better as they live longer, aren't you yourself? You have nowhere to vent your anger, and you skimp on food. As you can imagine, I think you have been comfortable for too long!"
"Isn't it a shame? The children at home are forced to steal food!"
"Go back and think about it!"
Mrs. Cheng covered her face and sobbed from the house. The girls and servants wanted to bury their heads in the ground.
The moon was shining brightly, but the Cheng family yard was silent and the atmosphere was heavy.
"This is how the wonderful Mid-Autumn Festival has turned out."
In the lotus pond, two young men were sitting on the ground, with their respective girls pouring wine.
"In a family, there are always times when the upper and lower teeth fight." Cheng Sanlang said, clinking glasses with Cheng Silang.
The two drank it all in one go.
"The second uncle is about to take office, and the second aunt will naturally follow him. He often complains in front of his eyes, and he is very close to each other." Cheng Silang said with a smile.
Cheng Sanlang nodded.
"I heard that my uncle is expected to be the governor of Laiyang this time? He has been promoted from the fourth rank to the fourth rank. It is really gratifying and congratulatory," he said.
After finishing speaking, he saw Cheng Silang looking somewhere in a daze and not listening to himself.
He followed it and saw a rock on the opposite side of the pond.
"Miss you again, that beauty?" He smiled.
Cheng Silang's encounter with a beautiful woman in the lotus pond has become a private joke in the family.
Cheng Silang has an easy-going temperament and is not angry. He just smiles.
"Thinking of beauties, I remembered something." He said, turning to look at the girl Chunlan beside him, "That child is in the Taoist temple and I don't know how to live. You can send some food tomorrow as a way to celebrate the festival."
Chunlan responded yes.
"How can a fool live? He just doesn't know the spring and autumn." Cheng Sanlang said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter whether she knows it or not, we know it after all." Cheng Silang said.
Cheng Sanlang also subconsciously glanced at the rocks over there.
"At first, my aunt was very good to me. I remember she always smiled and grabbed a handful of candy for me. Later, after I had this sister, I never saw her smile again. I heard that she cried and refused when she died.
Close your eyes." He said.
That’s because you don’t worry about that child.
I pity the hearts of parents in the world.
The two of them were silent for a while, feeling sad in their hearts.
"Chunlan, I have a copy here, please take it with me." Cheng Sanlang said.
Chunlan hurriedly answered yes.
"My aunt was really a good person back then. If she were still here, today..." Cheng Silang couldn't help but said, knowing that it was inappropriate in the middle of the sentence, he hurriedly stopped it.
"Grab more scraps of silver. It's getting colder and there are more things to buy." He coughed and looked at Chunlan to change the subject.
Chunlan answered yes again.
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, the return of this fool has left a trace in the hearts of the family.
At this time, Xuanmiao Temple was enjoying the full moon.
Guanzhu Sun personally came to invite them, and Cheng Jiaoniang readily agreed, supporting the girl to watch their moon worship rituals.
Thanks to the Cheng family, this is the most fulfilling Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony that Sun Guanzhu has had since coming here.
The table was full of dazzling tributes, and she and her disciples also put on new robes. The happiest thing was that this was not the best day yet, and better days were yet to come.
Thinking of this, Guanzhu Sun smiled broadly.
Cheng Jiaoniang, who was sitting behind her, looked dull, but there was a slight smile in her eyes.
Under the bright moon, although there were only seven people in Xuanmiao Temple, they were all enjoying themselves.
"Madam, can I have some wine?" Guanzhu Sun asked carefully.
"Eat." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Guanzhu Sun was overjoyed and hurriedly poured the wine himself.
"But, I don't eat the wine here." Cheng Jiaoniang said again.
Guanzhu Sun's hand holding the wine glass felt awkward.
The water and wine here are naturally not as good as the Cheng family's wine.
However, Guanzhu Sun had no intention of being annoyed. As people say, if a person is self-aware, he will have no worries. She served the fruit and rice cakes diligently.
The fairies sitting on the other side were all surprised.
Because of the attentiveness and caution of the temple owner, and also because of the legendary fool's behavior.
This was the first time they saw the silly girl of the Cheng family up close.
Except for the stiffness and dull expression, everything else is just like ordinary people.
"Can she understand the words?" The child couldn't help but asked the girl in a low voice.
The girl laughed.
"My wife has recovered from her illness," she said.
Can a stupid disease carried in the fetus be cured? How is that possible?
Everyone was astonished and looked at the woman carefully. She was quiet and dull. Although she didn't look like a fool, she still felt that she was different from normal people.
For example, he speaks very little, his voice is stiff and stiff, and he barely moves when he sits down for such a long time.
The girl helped Cheng Jiaoniang stand up, and the viewer hurriedly followed suit. The viewer stood up, and the others also stood up.
"Tomorrow, take these," Cheng Jiaoniang pointed to the snacks and dried fruits in front of her, "and give them to passers-by in front of the temple."
so much?
They are just a Taoist temple that barely has enough food to eat, not one of those big temples where incense is so popular that they splash gold and silver every time they perform a ritual.
Everyone was very surprised. This was enough for them to eat and make offerings to Xuanmiao Temple for a month. Just give it away? It was too, too wasteful.
"Yes." Guanzhu Sun responded respectfully without any hesitation, and personally led the way to see him off.
Early in the morning, Wu Merchant rushed to the city without even eating. When he passed by Xuanmiao Mountain, he saw several fairy girls standing outside Xuanmiao Temple.
Because of the romantic reputation of the Little Xuanmiao Temple, the fairies of the Big Xuanmiao Temple almost never leave the temple.
Today, so many people came forward, and the Taoist robes they wore were brand new. The story of the Little Xuanmiao Temple being struck by thunder and fire has spread widely. Could it be that without the Little Xuanmiao Temple, the Big Xuanmiao Temple will take over the mantle?
This speculation made Mr. Wu couldn't help but laugh. The vulgar thoughts dispelled the boredom of being hungry on the road.
"Brother, I'm happy."
A child over there greeted him warmly and raised an object wrapped in oil paper in his hand.
what does it mean?
Other pedestrians on the road were also greeted, but everyone avoided them.
"This is a tribute from our Xuanmiao Temple's Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony. It is specially given to everyone." Sun Guanzhu said while saluting.
People around were still watching, and not many came forward.
Mr. Wu looked at the dried fruit cakes on the table and felt hungry. It might not taste good, but it would never kill someone.
"Thank you, thank you so much." He said loudly and was the first to step forward and extend his hand.
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Because this part of the plot is slow, and if it is even slower, people will look unhappy, so I have updated it three times in the morning, noon and evening in the past few days. After catching up with this part of the plot, I will resume it. (To be continued)
