Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Jiao Zhongjue gently pulled Chuchu's head, who was sitting with her head down, towards him, letting her slightly leave the stool and move closer to him. He brought her soft hair to his chest and supported her with his other hand, bringing their bodies closer. He just wanted to be close to her. Even if he did nothing, it made him feel very calm.

Chu Chu was at a loss as to what to do with Brother Jue's actions. She was in a daze and couldn't come back to her senses. She hardly struggled at all. She only knew that Brother Jue's burning eyes were a little different, but she didn't feel scared because she knew that Brother Jue would not hurt her.

The girl's hair scented the earlobe, which made Jiao Zhongjue lick her earlobe involuntarily, feeling her trembling. He could feel the girl's soft lips touching his Adam's apple, but it was an unconscious touch.

Their bodies gently touched each other, and Jiao Zhongjue could clearly feel the rise and fall of the little girl's breathing.

Jiao Zhongjue felt that the weather was suddenly very hot. Perhaps it was because the air in the shed was not circulating, and it was so hot that he couldn't breathe. That feeling was really strange.

Chuchu seemed to have lost herself and had completely forgotten where she was. She only felt herself being wrapped in love and that there were pink bubbles all around her. Those bubbles were surrounding her, something she had never felt before.

Suddenly, a warm feeling flowed down Jiao Zhongjue's nose. Jiao Zhongjue realized his loss of composure in front of the little girl. He quickly pressed his nose with his hand, and used his other hand to quickly move Chu Chu's body away, placing her back on the recliner where she was originally sitting. Then he suddenly stood up and ran out.

Chuchu was still in a daze. After watching her brother run away for a while, she gradually came to her senses. However, she didn't want to move. She was still slowly thinking about what had just happened, with a slightly red cheek.

"Miss, why are you sleeping here? The ladies told us to go to bed first. They are still chatting over there and are worried about disturbing us."

When Qiuli and Qixi ran in, they saw the young lady lying on the recliner and thought she was asleep. The blush on Chuchu's face had faded, but the charming scene was still replaying in her mind, as well as the back of Brother Jue as he rushed out and covered his nose.

I lay in bed for a long time without falling asleep, and I kept repeating in my heart: "Mom, I'm sorry! Chuchu and brother Jue didn't mean it. It will never happen again."

The guilt in her heart gradually rose, and she was a little annoyed. For such an important occasion as the burial of her future mother-in-law, one should have observed vegetarianism and chanted Buddhist scriptures. Such behavior just now was extremely disrespectful to Princess Anran. Chuchu was very upset. She knew that Brother Jue couldn't help himself, but why did she stupidly lose her mind? If she had been more sober and pushed Brother Jue away directly, this situation could have been avoided.

In the next few days, the two of them rarely spoke unless necessary, and they hardly dared to communicate directly with each other through eye contact.

Jiao Zhongjue also felt that he had been reckless that night. He couldn't look Chu Chu in the eye, and he couldn't sleep well for several nights. The thoughts and images of Chu Chu kept appearing in his dreams. He couldn't sleep in the first half of the night, and he almost made mistakes when he woke up every day.

Chu Chu felt that she had offended the gods and Princess An Ran in such a place, and she felt very guilty. So after dinner, she still insisted on copying scriptures for Princess An Ran on the small table, and often went to bed very late.

Within a few days, both of them lost weight. Everyone else thought it was because they were too tired during the day and had to eat vegetarian meals, so they didn't notice anything wrong. The maids also tried their best to serve them and ensured that they ate well and slept well.

In fact, the next few days were much more relaxed. Master Tonglian spent much less time on the rituals, and performed them once every one or two hours. In addition to the constant burning of incense and the sound of wooden fish, there were breaks in between. The two no longer had to stay outside all the time, and could go to the shed several times a day to drink water or lie down and rest for an hour or half an hour.

On the sixth night, Princess Anran will be buried, and then the final ritual will be performed on the day, and the entire burial procedure will be completed.

So there were a lot of family members coming on the sixth day, and the closest relatives were settled in the shed early.

In the Mansion of Duke Shun and the Mansion of Prince Chun, all the younger generations except the ancestors came.

Uncle Zimo and Zishu went back to Duke Shun's Mansion to pick them up personally, and brought along the three brothers Yan Mingkun, Yan Yuzhe, Yan Yuge, and Yan Yuyao. Xiqian saw Baobao coming, and since her father and mother hadn't been home for a few days, they also wanted to come along, so they came too.

Even Taohua Village had more than a dozen people coming as representatives. In addition to the Yan family, all the village chiefs and elders came.

Other colleagues and ordinary friends will come to pay their respects the next day after the entire burial procedure is completed.

Even so, because so many people came, there was no vacant room in any shed.

There were many more sisters in their first shed, and even Mrs. Xiao brought her daughter over. Fortunately, they all had shared bunk beds and were only staying for one night, so it was okay if they squeezed together.

The auspicious time for burial is the hour of Hai that night.

At the beginning of the Xu hour, after everyone had eaten a meal, the ritual began. At this time, the sun had already set, the sky was about to get dark, the sky and the earth were dim, and everything was hazy.

The assisting guards and servants began to place torches around the cemetery in preparation for use when dark. Several circles of white candlesticks were also placed near the memorial platform.

All the participants presided over the incense burning and followed the master and the monks to circle around the mausoleum several times. Except for a few close relatives and brothers who followed Chuchu and Jiao Zhongjue to kneel under the memorial platform, everyone else sat in the open space in front of the shed. The sound of wooden fish broke the tranquility of the night. All things were silent under the sky, as if waiting for this moment to come.

The sky gradually darkened, but the master did not ask anyone to light torches and candles immediately, and the ritual continued.

It was quiet and peaceful, with the occasional sound of birds and frogs, but it was not scary at all. Finally, the silence was completely broken when a full moon in the east slowly rose under the treetops.

"The moon is rising."

“The moon is so round!”

"It's so bright!"

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The exclamation was not loud, it was made by an ignorant child.

But everyone felt it was very strange. Such a big and round moon should only appear in summer. There shouldn't be one in this season. And the time of rising was too coincidental. Was it specially sent to see Princess Anran off?

Everyone knelt quietly, feeling the warmth of the moonlight and bathing in the bright light without moving.

The sky is still blue, and you can see a few thin white clouds floating in the sky.

The moonlight on Chuchu and Jiao Zhongjue seemed even brighter. They were also attracted by the bright moon. Chuchu said, "Brother Jue, look, there are so many stars. Even a midsummer night is not that bright. That means the princess has come back to see you."

Chu Chu blurted out these words without even thinking about it. She really felt it. It was the love her mother had for them.

Chuchu held Brother Jue's hand tightly. Jiao Zhongjue didn't say anything. He believed Chuchu's words and knew that his mother would definitely come back to see him. He let the little hand hold tightly with his own, and his eyes were very clear when he looked at the sky.

But he murmured, "Mother, did you see that? Jue'er and Chuchu are together. We will be happy. Please bless us."

The silvery-white moonlight illuminated the entire cemetery, and everyone was bathed in the warm moonlight. It was the Buddha saving all living beings.