The moon comes to take pictures

From the first to the fifteenth day of the junior high school, the sun is shining brightly.This year, we returned to Wenzhou early, and magnolias were planted everywhere in the gardens. At this time, they are in full bloom, and white calyxes are in abundance. Yuan Junyu passed between the walls of the two small flower halls, brought a pair of scissors, and squatted down to carefully trim the slanted ones. weeds.The plain white walls and the white pistils set off the human body like a bright moon. After a while, there were whispers of conversations around the corner.

"See...the one brought back by the young master?"

"It's really beautiful..." The two little maids who spoke were sighing and looking here through a row of cracked panes of ice.The flower hall was facing the shade, so she couldn't see her face clearly. Yuan Junyu put away the flower scissors, glanced at the window of the flower hall, and heard a gasp, and the figure disappeared after a while.

For such a small farce, Yuan Junyu had to squat here to trim flowers, a pair of scissors clicked and cut, lost in thought, when suddenly there was a sound of jumping footsteps in his ears.

"Hey, you."

Yuan Junyu raised his head, saw that it was a child with a round face, and looked at him a little arrogantly: "The grass has been cut bald."

The child looked familiar, Yuan Junyu recalled that this was the boy next to Ning Ruichen, named Bao'er.

"Master, come here and ask where you are." Bao'er pointed to the back of the flower hall, pouted, "Come with me."

There is a two-story painting building at the stop. There is a celadon Guanyin statue when you enter the door. Incense is burning in front of the altar. Going to the right, there is a staircase against the wall. Every step is a lotus seat. It's like going to Yunxiao Tiangong.

Yuan Junyu was wearing a white cotton gown today, afraid of getting it dirty, she held up the cuffs and walked up.Only halfway there, I noticed that the ladder trembled, and a branch covered with white flowers came into my eyes, and above it was a smiling face with phoenix eyes flying: "Look at this!"

If you look closely, it's not a white plum. The leaves of the white plum have withered early in this season, and it's a branch decorated with rice flowers.

The popped flowers of sorghum and glutinous rice have a faint sweet fragrance. When Shangyuan looked at the lights, there were plenty of them at the top of the city, but Ning Ruichen regarded them as a rare treasure.

"My family brought them back from the outside. They're not real plum blossoms. Didn't you realize that?" He smugly showed off, but suddenly his expression changed: "Your legs and feet are not fully healed yet, how come there is no one to support you when you go upstairs?"

Bao'er followed behind, and became anxious as soon as she heard it, and wanted to come over to explain.Yuan Junyu took over the fake flower branches, and while lifting his feet upstairs, he picked a piece of rice flower and looked at it: "It's almost ready, the doctor said, you need to move more."

Ning Ruichen blushed: "That's how it is." He waved his sleeves to tell Bao'er not to follow, "The housekeeper's uncle went out and brought a lot of good things, come and see."

Upstairs, the furnishings are even more astonishing. Bypassing the silk screen at the entrance, there are two big vases with figures of the Eight Immortals at the corner. The small hall ahead is used for cooking tea and entertaining guests. There is a red sandalwood round tea table on a big bamboo mat. , with two floor-to-ceiling armchairs facing each other, pressing the French blue velvet cushions.In the back compartment are hung two pairs of large blue and gold brocade curtains and a piece of light gauze. Behind it is a spacious arhat bed, and beside it stands a thick and large shelf, which is full of large and small sutra scrolls.

Ning Ruichen seemed to be used to seeing it, and he only focused on those messy gadgets on the tea table.Not only the fake flowers at the top of the city, but also the clay face figurines that can be bought in a basket in two steps on the market, poorly crafted silk flowers, small lanterns the size of fists, sun-dried dried fruits, oily and slippery dishes. Walnut……

Ning Ruichen couldn't put it down these fake treasures, but he taught him to turn a blind eye to the real treasures. Looking at his joy, Yuan Junyu couldn't tell whether he was a fool with great wisdom or a real lack of brain.

Thinking in his heart, he stretched out his hand and flicked Ning Ruichen's fair forehead.

"Ah!" Ning Ruichen was caught off guard and stared at him: "Brother Yu, what are you doing!"

I don't know when it happened, but Ning Ruichen wished this title on his lips. Yuan Junyu had never been called "Brother", either "Yulang Jun" or "Master".This "brother" is different, there is an indescribable intimacy, a kind of comfort that completely puts down guard.

He didn't feel that he was being manipulated at all: "Have you been to the Town God's Temple on the Shangyuan Festival?"

It was originally meant as a joke, but Ning Ruichen's face was really sad: "I went there a few times when I was young, but I was always sick, so I won't let me go again."

Yuan Junyu fell silent for a while, and said after a long time: "When I was a child, I was always bored in one place." He twiddled the rice flower with an intriguing expression: "No one comes to see the sun."

Those who study opera have to work hard. Ning Ruichen is bored at home and has a maid to serve him. As for Yuan Junyu, what he suffered for more than ten years was real hardship.Ning Ruichen felt that he understood him at this time: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, you go out and walk around, anyway, there is no festival in the garden, there is nothing to be busy. If there is anything new, come back and tell me."

Ning Ruichen's eyebrows were bright, he seemed to be looking forward to this time of year, when he was young, he always wanted to make up for something that was missing when he grew up.

A lot of things are often a little tacit, Yuan Junyu opened his mouth seeing his appearance, hesitated for a while, and picked up a clay dough figurine: "I remember this kind of dough figurine is near the cardamom pavilion."

In fact, there is no need to wait until the night of Shangyuan to enjoy the lanterns. After noon on the [-]th day, the street lights will be hung up all over the street.There are strings of lamp poles with colorful gold and silver lights on them. Workers carry several large boxes of candles and pile them under the lamp stands. When the sky is dark, they will be lit immediately.

The fine music on the banks of the Qinhuai River is faint, with strings and drums, and the banks are full of shining flames.When someone shouted at the front, dozens of ichthyosaur headlights suddenly lit up, and a few men held them above their heads in a wave of lights, swimming slowly in the streets and alleys.A cluster of bright light spread from one place to hundreds of places, shining brightly, billowing with flames, Jinling City was as bright as day.

Occasionally there are eunuchs passing by on horseback in the street, in groups of red clothes with arrow sleeves, with small lamps hanging around their waists, and there are also literati traveling together, covering their noses when they see them, calling them unlucky.

All of this is extremely exciting and fresh, Ning Ruichen is like a young man from the countryside, when he suddenly sees these rich and romantic people, he forgets his own name and wants to lose his soul in this brilliance.

He held Yuan Junyu's arm tightly through his ill-fitting sleeve robe, and shouted amidst the noise, "Brother Yu, where is this place!"

The noise of the crowd was too loud, and Yuan Junyu was about to lean closer to listen, when Ning Ruichen suddenly asked uncertainly, "This is, is this at the Cardamom Pavilion?"

It was very close, just across a street, Yuan Junyu looked at him pitifully, clutched his hand, and led him forward.

"Where are you going?" Ning Ruichen said loudly.

Even if he had doubts in his heart, he still let Yuan Junyu lead him forward, and he completely believed in him.

Yuan Junyu didn't look back: "You'll know when you go!"

There is no need to carry the lanterns, the light from the lanterns is enough for them to see the road clearly. After passing through several alleys, the tourists in front of them gradually thinned out. In a small stall, a few people sat under the lamp and gorged themselves.

As soon as he saw someone coming, the stall owner yelled loudly: "Wonton - vermicelli soup!"

Without any explanation, Yuan Junyu pushed Ning Ruichen on the bench.

"...what do you want to eat?" Ning Ruichen felt for the money bag at his waist, and moved his buttocks in discomfort. This kind of bench...he had never sat on it before.

"I treat you." At this time, Yuan Junyu was not so like a white magnolia with its neck folded in the night, but with the fireworks of the world.The lingering fragrance quickly fascinated Ning Ruichen, and the two men at the next table raised their necks to drink the soup. Seeing what the boss added, Ning Ruichen was stunned, and quietly grabbed Yuan Junyu's neck. Cuff: "Brother Yu, this is..."

"Duck intestines."

"Can I eat..."

The man eating and drinking next to him laughed when he heard this: "Little brother, isn't he from Nanjing? Those who come out to look at the lights eat like this!"

These words emboldened Ning Ruichen, and after a while, the boss over there raised his voice and brought out the dishes one after another.Vermicelli soup, small wontons, fermented glutinous rice balls, a small plate of tofu with crab powder - this is what Ning Ruichen knew, he ate this first, struggled for a while, picked up the soup bowl with floating duck blood clots, and imitated two people across the table. Looking like a man, he picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth.

Yuan Junyu looked at him in surprise: "Are you so hungry?"

Ning Ruichen blushed: "I...just learned it."

Yuan Junyu really couldn't help laughing, she stretched out her hand, Ning Ruichen looked at it, and immediately covered her forehead to hide: "What are you doing!"

"A mouthful of butter."

"Ah..." He was dumbfounded, watching Yuan Junyu wipe and wipe the cloth handed over by his mouth.

Ning Ruichen had never eaten so full before, and when he returned in the dark, he was still belching while rubbing his stomach.These few days, Jin Wu couldn't help the night, there were many people on the street, shoulder to shoulder, Yuan Junyu was a bit taller than him, seeing someone crowded in front of him, she stood in front of him calmly, no different from his elder brother.

The fireworks were still exploding, and the sound of music and voices rang out in the ear again. At this moment, Yuan Junyu suddenly heard what the little idiot behind him said.

"It's good to be like this all the time." Ning Ruichen huddled in his large winter robe and said this sentence without beginning and end.

Caught off guard, Yuan Junyu stopped, and Ning Ruichen put his forehead behind his back.

"What did you say?" Yuan Junyu tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"Ah?" Ning Ruichen scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, lowered his head, and whispered, "No, it's nothing...go home."

The author says:

Woooooo want that (hands out