Lose the lights and spend another night

Jingyu Temple is a very clean place, except for many wives and ladies who come to offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, there are often no outsiders here.

Yingsheng and I have lived here quietly for half a year. Although our days are leisurely, we feel at ease.

The New Year's Eve is here, and every family in Lin'an City has a reunion dinner, and many fireworks are blooming in the night sky, which is very lively.

This is the first time that Yingsheng did not have a reunion dinner with his family.

Although Jingyu Temple is on the outskirts of the city, the night sky is so big that Yingsheng can see the fireworks in the night sky.

It snowed all night yesterday and stopped this morning.

But the sky is snowy and cloudy, and it will probably snow in the middle of the night tonight.

Yingsheng sat behind the screen, holding two shadow puppet figures in her hands, acting out her new story.

The teachers and eunuchs in the nunnery never liked these vulgar things, and they were chanting scriptures in the nunnery at this time.

Therefore, the only spectators of Ying Sheng's play are me and a few little nuns who don't know much about the world.

On the other side of the screen, Yingsheng picked up an old man doll and stuck it on the screen. She lowered her voice and said, "Have you seen my child?"

This is a story of an old man looking for a child.

It was the first time for the little nuns to watch it, but it was the first time for me to watch the official performance of Yingsheng.

Ying Sheng deliberately coughed twice, "Ahem, my child, where are you?"

After a while, I saw Yingsheng stretch out his hand from behind the screen, beckoning at me.

I walked over and sat next to Yingsheng.

Today she was wearing a white jacket with pink patterns, her eyebrows and eyes had grown, and she could no longer find the slightest childishness on her face.

But there is one thing that will not change.

That is Yingsheng's smile - when she looks at you with a smile on her eyebrows, the shallow dimples on her cheeks twitch slightly, and you will feel that your heart will suddenly feel crisp.

She smiled and handed the old man doll to me, asking me to hold it for her.

I nodded and took it from her hand. Yingsheng bent down and picked up the girl doll in pink at her feet. She gave me a wink and asked me to move the old man to the edge of the screen first.

I moved aside along with her, and let her girl in pink climb onto the screen.

"My father..." Her pink-clothed girl had just appeared on the stage. After saying these four words, her voice suddenly choked up.

I clearly saw her eye circles start to turn red, and I knew that she was already very homesick.

The murder case half a year ago has passed, I was thinking, why didn't your lord come to pick up Yingsheng?

Today is New Year's Eve. At this time in previous years, Yingsheng would always substitute tea for wine, and respectfully offer a glass to the adults.

Everyone is always happy, sitting around the big table in the front hall, eating and gossiping about what they have seen and heard over the past year.

Miss Er always likes to stand up at this time and dance for everyone.

Although she is young, her dancing skills are already very good, and adults will clap their hands every time they see her.

The young master is a shy master, always shrinking beside his wife, never daring to speak loudly.

The adults often teased him that he was not heroic enough, so the adults often took the young master to work in the yamen later, just wanting to make the young master more manly.

On this day, Madam is always slightly drunk, and every time the adults carry her back to the room.

But this year...

I felt sorry for Yingsheng, and freed up a hand, and wrote slowly on the back of her hand——I'm waiting to read this story.

Yingsheng sniffed, not daring to look at me with red eyes, she forced a smile, cleared her throat, and twirled the pink doll on the screen, as if dancing.

I watched her tears fall from the corners of her eyes, but she was smiling.

"My daddy is the best daddy in the world..."

Most of the little nuns in Jingyu nunnery are orphans, or poor people sent here for foster care.

When they saw this, they didn't feel sour. What kind of person should daddy be?

"Master Shen, Missy is over there..."

"Shh..."

The adult came to the small courtyard and signaled to the leading teacher not to make a sound, he wanted to finish watching Yingsheng's shadow puppetry.

"He is the lord of the people, who always speaks good things and does good deeds for the people..."

"He is so nice to me..."

"I'm sick, and he will be so anxious that he can't sleep all night..."

"I'm in danger...he will do everything possible to protect me..."

"I... miss him...he will come to see me in my dream..."

"You say... how is my father?"

Just as the little nuns were about to answer, they caught a glimpse of the adult. They all stood up, clasped their hands together, and were about to salute when they saw the adult make a gesture of silence.

The teacher glared at them in displeasure, since they have entered the Buddhist gate, they should not be contaminated by the leading edge.

The young nuns were most afraid of the teacher, so they nodded immediately and obediently stayed back in the meditation room, ready to chant scriptures and pray for blessings with a few old nuns.

The adults nodded gratefully to the teacher.

The teacher clasped his hands together, silently recited "Amitabha", and then left the small courtyard.

The adult slowly sat down on the stone ridge, and he quietly watched the doll in pink on the screen lower his head slowly, as if he was very sad.

"Daddy... how are you?"

Hearing Ying Sheng's words, my lord's heart suddenly soured, and he couldn't help but smile and his eyes turned red.

Behind the screen, I didn't dare to interrupt the Yingsheng who entered the play. I know that the Yingsheng tonight is very sad, and there is a feeling of not being able to go home, I understand.

Just let Yingsheng vent.

After a few spring rains next year, the life that Yingsheng wants to experience has just begun.

All I can do is accompany and take care of me.

Yingsheng choked up again, she raised her tearful eyes and looked at me, feeling aggrieved, "I haven't dreamed of Daddy for several days... He hasn't written for a long time either... Does he really want me anymore?"

I tearfully shook my head.

Yingsheng sniffed and tried to laugh, "No, Daddy must miss me very much, I believe Daddy will come to pick me up." After she finished speaking, she turned her face away and put the doll in pink He raised his head, as if he was looking at the bright moon in the sky, even though there was no moon at all tonight.

"Daddy, although I can't see you, I still want to wish you New Year's greetings."

As she said that, Yingsheng knelt down piously, and she said seriously: "I hope daddy is in good health and no gray hair grows."

I held back the tears dumbly, and suddenly found that I couldn't hold back the tears in my eyes.

"I hope that father's troubles will not exist, and he will be safe every year."

I could only kneel down with Yingsheng, and slowly move the puppet in my hand closer to Yingsheng.

Yingsheng said anxiously: "Huanxi, no, daddy can't appear on stage at this time!"

I firmly shook my head, put the old man's hand on the pink-clothed doll's head, and stroked it lightly. My voice could only make those two sounds with difficulty, "Yi... Sheng..."

Ying Sheng laughed softly through tears, she moved the doll in pink, "Daddy, did you find me?"

I manipulated the old man doll and nodded.

Ying Sheng looked at me happily, and said enthusiastically: "Then will Daddy still want Sheng'er?"

The old man puppet shook his head.

Yingsheng opened the arms of the pink-clothed puppet, embraced the old puppet, and said excitedly: "I knew... Daddy is the best and the best person... Daddy... Sheng'er will take good care of you for the rest of your life ... If one day you are old and unable to walk..." Her voice became hoarse, and she could no longer cry, "Then... Sheng'er will carry you... take you... take you... "

I caressed her face, gently wiped away her tears, lowered my head and put down the old man doll, and slowly wrote on the back of her hand - I will accompany you, don't cry, Ying Sheng.

Yingsheng nodded, looked at me with a smile, his eyes were bright and brilliant because of the tears.

I also nodded with a smile, and continued to write——I hope you will be safe forever.

Yingsheng also put down the shadow puppet in his hand, hugged me tightly, "I also hope that my Huanxi I will be safe forever."

"Is this play called First Chang'an?"

When an adult's voice sounded from behind the screen, both Yingsheng and I were taken aback.

Yingsheng stayed where she was in shock, unable to believe the voice she heard, "Huanxi, did I hear daddy's voice?"

I nodded, wiped my tears, supported Yingsheng to stand up, bent down and patted the snow dust on Yingsheng's knees.

The adult moved his lips, thinking of thousands of words, but none of them were as good as the last sentence, "Sheng'er, Daddy has come to pick you up, everyone is waiting for you to have a reunion dinner."

Ying Sheng pursed her lips, and tears flowed down again, she asked in a trembling voice: "Really...?"

The lord came over, he knew that Ying Sheng behind the screen must have swollen eyes from crying.Yingsheng has been a little proud since she was a child, and it is true that he treated her badly for half a year, allowing her to spend half a year of vegetarian life in Jingyu Nunnery.So, the lord didn't go directly behind the screen to look at Ying Sheng's cat face, he just stretched out a hand and said softly: "Sheng'er, daddy is wrong, you can hit daddy so that you don't cry, okay?"

How could Yingsheng be willing to hit the lord, she tightly grasped the lord's hand, walked in front of the lord, threw himself into the lord's arms, "Daddy, you finally came to pick me up..."

The adults were still in shock.

He has always known that Ying Sheng looks a lot like Sheng Niang, but he didn't expect her to be [-]% similar after she opened her eyebrows and eyes.

This hug seemed like a world away, but it brought out the shame that had been buried deep in his heart for many years.

"Forgive me, okay?" The adult asked softly in a hoarse voice.

Ying Sheng nodded heavily, crying so hard that she couldn't speak a word.

I stood quietly aside, smiling gratifiedly.

Fortunately, I didn't miss the reunion on New Year's Eve this year, so Yingsheng won't cry like this again.

A few more snowfalls, and this winter will really be over.

Yingsheng...you are finally going to be old...

Since the first time I hugged you that year, I have been looking forward to the arrival of this day every day, but, I do not know when, I began to fear the arrival of this day.

because……

Yingsheng, I am destined to go the other way with you.

The snowflakes fell quietly, fell on my body, and slowly soaked into my clothes, cool and cold.

I lowered my head and sighed softly, telling myself to myself——Huanxi, you are just a maid, you can't like Yingsheng, you can't.

My heart hurts.

I blurred my eyes again, tears welled up and dripped down my feet.

The author has something to say: Although the main line of this story is Lily, family love can also be touching, everyone agrees?The story continues~~~The holiday is coming to an end, so let’s go to the West Lake tomorrow and breathe in the spiritual energy~