Famous knife

On the eve of New Year's Eve, disciples from all over the place returned to Tingzhong, carrying luggage and special products, and stopped by two or three to chat and laugh.

The elders came out of the Forbidden Pavilion to play with everyone, those who hung lanterns hung lanterns, those who wrote couplets wrote couplets, and what’s more, regardless of their old bones, they shook their long white beards and chased their children for a snowball fight.

The dining room has already been busy, preparing for tomorrow's New Year's dinner.Zhaozhao chased them away with a broom: "Brother, get out! This braised beef with pork knuckle will make you eat it up!"

Ning Feng came out from under the chopping board, mouth full of grease, and raised his arms to beg for forgiveness: "I'm wronged, I just tasted the saltiness!"

The chef of the dining room is the best at marinating. Every time the product is fat and thin, it is full of aroma and is the most sought-after on the New Year's Eve dinner table.

Among all the disciples, Ah Ren was the best at knife skills, so he undertook the job of cutting cooked food.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he started working, he was targeted by a mouse. Such a scumbag, a fake public servant, went to most of the plate before the stewed vegetables were on the table.

"Taste the saltiness? Taste your mother's size!" Zhao Zhao said with his hands on his hips.Several female disciples laughed and made a memorial archway on the spot, and wrote eight large characters:

The dining room is an important place, and the condensed wind stops.

Ning Feng, who hadn't eaten enough yet, looked back and made a grimace: "It's fierce, be careful not to get married!"

But he really doesn't need to worry about this.As soon as he stepped out of the dining room, he heard a few people chant from the corner of the back foot: "One side of Qingyun Mountain is unforgettable for a long time... Every time I think about it, I toss and turn. Later, I looked at Jiaoren on the horse in the distance in Lingcheng, and I was timid and afraid to go forward. ...Thinking about it now, I deeply regret..."

A few people were gathering their heads to watch, only to hear a "bang", the door was kicked far away, and fell on one person, who shouted: "What a disgrace! How dare you steal someone's letter!"

The leader bowed down, "Big brother! It's not the little ones' intention, it's just that we found a letter folded into a paper crane on the street and wanted to return it, but we didn't know who it was, so we opened it..."

Ning Feng snatched it with one hand. The letter writer is very good at calligraphy, and the handwriting is elegant and elegant.There is no surname mentioned in the full text, only a green dot is left at the end of the text.He thought about it a few times, and he understood it in his heart, then he raised his eyebrows and eyes.

At the turn of the year, the tired birds return to their nests, and they are happy together. When it comes to spring, there may be ten miles of red makeup and wedding candles in the bridal chamber.

"I know who it is, I'll let her go. You all keep your mouths shut. If you let me hear any gossip, even if I'm in front of the ancestral tablet in the first month, I can beat you!" He said loudly road.

Those people had known his uncle's temperament long ago, and said "yes" repeatedly.

After Ningfeng left the courtyard, she went to the dining room and was beaten again by Zhao Zhao, and took the opportunity to put the letter back into her purse.

He also heard the third child showing off his "Golden Tongue" which he had cultivated so hard for a long time, and suddenly felt a bunch of eyes staring at him behind him.

He ran over in three steps at a time. Even though the man was wearing a bib that was stained with oil and water, he was still a green pine, tall and straight, handsome and sharp. He borrowed his strength from the steps, and he was under the tree in an instant: "Are you here?"

Ah Ren smiled but said, "Look for a place where no one is around, I have something good for you."

The two went to the waterfall in the back mountain, Ning Feng followed half a step behind Ah Ren, and smelled a faint smell of meat.

When he arrived at the place, Ah Ren took out a solid lotus leaf bag from his arms, opened it, and inside was a piece of stewed beef, which was more than a catty.

"This...you stole it?" Ning Feng asked in surprise.

Ah Ren stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of his nose, "Where did you think? You ate too much, the master had no choice but to cook another pot. I cut my own leg and bought a piece... I have never seen you so nasty." For saving face."

Ningfeng laughed "hehe" twice, picked it up and gnawed: "I know you are filial."

On New Year's Eve, Tingli has strict rules and regulations.Get up early and take a bath first, and the head of the sect will bring all the disciples to the temple of the ancestors, sing blessings, kneel three times and kowtow nine times.

Afterwards, the whole family gathered together to hold six competitions of rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and counting, and paid tribute to the sages with the six arts of a gentleman.

In the evening, the whole family of [-] will make dumplings together, stuffed with meat and vegetables, fish, cheese, chili, whatever you choose, put it in a pot, and what you eat depends on luck.Watching the year after meals and divination.

Ningfeng fished out a dumpling from the big plate, poked the skin with chopsticks, turned her head and said, "Ah Ren, come and eat this."

Ah Ren opened his mouth consciously, he ate a lot of messy stuffing this night.Everything that was weird, difficult to swallow, that Ningfeng unfortunately picked up and didn't like, all went into his stomach.

He bit down without temper, and suddenly his teeth became sour, and he was bitten by something.

He spat it out and looked, "Jujube?"

When people make dumplings, they stuff caramel, dates, and copper coins into them, each of which has different meanings.

Those who eat candy will have a sweet and happy New Year, and those who eat copper coins will have a lot of money. As for dates, married women are overjoyed, and unmarried daughters are shy.

"Hey, junior brother, this is a precious son born early!" The third child yelled.

Everyone laughed together, Ah Ren blushed, and unceremoniously pinched Ning Feng's waist, and the atmosphere became more and more heated.

After the meal, the disciple of the officiant led the ceremony to lead Ningfeng to the backyard to take a bath.Sea salt, oats, lotus flowers and a few green plums are soaked in the bucket, which means "Hai Yan He Qing", and the bathing time is also calculated in advance.Then scrub the body, and the left and right waiters present brocade robes and jade belts that have been burnt with orchid musk deer.

In the past, the final divination ceremony was performed by the head of the sect himself, but this year, the head disciple was appointed, which actually meant passing on the order.

After dressing up, a jade crown was added, and five-color pearls hung from his forehead and hair, making his face noble and radiant.

He officiated for the first time, but he was not restrained.According to the usual practice, he led the crowd to pay respects to the tomb of the founder of the Houshan Mountain, and when he looked up for a moment, he felt that someone was staring at him.

When he took the yarrow and other things back, he saw a pair of black eyes.Ningfeng suddenly felt so familiar that her palms trembled and became cold.

It's like... I've seen it before.

Before he could think too much, the person on the left had already recited the oracle.What you ask and predict is nothing more than the fortune, good or bad luck of the sect in the coming year.Ningfeng stared lightly at the sand table.

His expression tightened, this hexagram is clearly a big ominous one!

But in the next moment, the yarrow and the tortoise shell changed together, and became a good omen again.

Is it blinding?

Ningfeng thought for a while, and announced backwards: "Zhongji."

"Zhongji is very good, it can be safe and sound, just go smoothly!"

"As long as we are together, we are satisfied, and we don't want to be rich!"

"Eldest brother, don't be so smug, change your clothes and eat fruit!"

At midnight, at the beginning of the new year, wealthy households in the town set off fireworks all over the sky.The lake is separated from the small island and the place where the fireworks are set off, and the brilliance of the fireworks is reflected on the water, which is really beautiful.

The disciples sat in a circle, eating fruit, watching the fireworks, laughing and squabbling, some people got drunk, and even embraced the elder with white beard and hair, whose grandson had already married a wife and had children, saying something like "I only hope that the king's heart is like mine." nonsense.

What's more, the person who has something to do is booed recklessly: "You just promise him!"

Before the elder with white beard could speak, his grandson rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Damn you, I just beat you into a grandson yesterday, today you want to be my grandma!"

Later, after the New Year's Eve, those who were still sober hurriedly helped the drunk man back to the room, laughing and laughing, all hidden in the night.

When Ning Feng walked, both feet trembled.Ah Ren couldn't see it, so he hugged him horizontally.

The person in his arms drank hot, and there was a layer of lovely pink on the picturesque eyebrows and eyes. Ah Ren looked at him, his hands tightened, and he walked all the way into the room.

Walking away, the man in his arms opened his eyes and stretched out his hand into the air.

"What's the matter, brother?" Ah Ren asked.

A bit of crystal fluff landed on his hand, and then disappeared, leaving only a little wet mark. He murmured: "It's snowing."

Ah Ren fetched a soft chair, a hand stove, and a quilt, wrapped him warmly, and faced the snow that was all over the courtyard.

Liquor soup was boiling on the clay stove, Ah Ren brought a bowl to his mouth: "Drink some, you have to sit here, your body is cold."

Ning Feng drank with his hand, suddenly turned sideways, leaned against his neck, and murmured: "It's like a dream."

Ah Ren didn't ask "what" before, something slipped into the palm of his hand, and he looked down, it was a purse with red face and gold embroidery, which contained several copper coins.

"Pressing wins money." Ning Feng said.

Ah Ren took it, covered the quilt around his neck carefully, and said with a smile: "Really, I am not a thousand years old, but I am nine hundred years old."

Ningfeng raised her eyes, and her eyes became deeper and deeper due to the watery light: "Silly boy, you are my junior brother, and it is right to love you. Senior brother will never be unwilling to do whatever you want."

Ah Ren put his hand on him and was held across the quilt, he asked softly: "Really?"

"Of course, if you want anything, tell me now." Ning Feng said.

Ah Ren's black and bright eyes stared at him seriously for a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "I only wish that every year has today, and every year has today."

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