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On the last day of my fourteenth year, it snowed heavily. As the Chinese New Year approaches, my desire to get lucky money like other children is getting stronger and stronger.
This makes me feel exactly the same when I look at the silver in other people's hands, and when I look at Jing Xian playing the piano.
"Like a wolf like a tiger, I'm so hungry|thirsty." Xiao Chunyan commented on me like this. He's absolutely right, and I don't want to contradict it at all.
So I decided to take the opportunity to go to Jing Xian to soothe my empty and lonely heart because I couldn't get the New Year's money.
He played the piano at the time of Chou, and it was only at the end of Chen. No matter how he landed, he had to give him some rest and adjustment time to prepare for me.
So, I stayed in the Temple of Flowers until almost noon before looking for him. In my heart, I help him feel that there are really not many followers who are as caring and authentic as me.
Xieyulou looks a bit bleak because it is covered by the white snow, but in fact, I personally feel that the specific reason for the bleakness is that the prostitutes who used to visit in the past have all gone home for the New Year. That's a little more truthful.
The girls' business is so bleak that when they see a dark beggar like me come in, they are very willing to say a few words. Such as: "The New Year's Eve came to find Jing Xian again", "I think you will succeed if you continue like this", "Bring us a wedding wine when the time comes", "Congratulations, congratulations" and so on.
As expected of a little sweetheart who can accompany guests, they are all spiritual people, and their words are so nice.
I usually don't talk to them too much, for fear that if I say something more, they will recruit thugs to attack me again, but today I really couldn't hold back, and I arched my hands and replied, "We are happy, we are happy"
I will remember all the good things you said to me today, and when I go back, I will add it to the guest list at the corner of the flower temple, clearly.
Although Xiao Chunyan kept saying that she couldn't understand what kind of ghostly symbols were written on that messy thing.
At this moment, I rushed upstairs, and I couldn't wait to say "Happy New Year" to my little Jingxian. It's a pity that the step at the door was too low, and the threshold held me back, causing me to fall into the mud, "New huh." I almost cried out, clutching my nose.
"Happy New Year." Jing Xian took my words calmly, then squatted in front of my head, looked at me expressionlessly, and said in silence for a moment, "That's an honor."
I quickly got up from the ground, covered my nose and looked at him, bitterly said, "Happy New Year."
I looked up and found a small blue bundle on his shoulders. It's rare that he didn't practice the piano or read a book.
"You want to go out?" I opened my eyes slightly and pointed at his baggage.
He nodded, stood up, and leaned over to pull me again. I held my red nose and said nothing, but he added, "I'm going to worship my parents."
This kind of thing must be done before noon. I frowned and urged him, "Then what are you waiting for? Why didn't you go out earlier?"
He stared at me for a long while without speaking. Then he showed a troubled expression, "I still need someone who can make a fire."
"Me, me, me!" I didn't care about the funny look of red and swollen nose, let alone thinking that he couldn't even light a fire at his age, I looked at him longingly, hoping that he would show mercy, "I will There's a fire!"
"Okay. Let's go." He didn't hesitate for a moment, and responded extremely readily.
Guessing that he had everything neatly prepared in his little bag, I rubbed my slightly tingling nose and happily followed behind him.
His parents were buried together on an unnamed back mountain, where there are graves everywhere. No matter life or death, everything in this field is caged with evil spirit.
Fortunately, there has been continuous snow recently, and the evil spirit has been cut off by endless silver.
It turned out that his parents were buried in such a desolate and lonely place. Year after year, only a cold tombstone and a branch of red plum tree guarded the house. You see them sleeping in the cold coffin, cuddling tightly together, but no one cares about the other.
Only the red plum tree exudes a faint fragrance, communicating with them silently.
I think of the words that Suan Xiucai said to me when he lamented the impermanence of the world when he ascended the heights on Chongyang Ninth Festival.
"Look at this beautiful river and mountain, fresh and bright. But who would have thought that everything that can be seen now is nothing more than a pile of loess, full of gossip from fishermen and woodcutters. The world is impermanent, and the only way to cherish the people in front of you is to cherish the people in front of you." "
I don't know who the person in front of him is, anyway, the person in front of me is Jing Xian who is squatting down and wiping the candlestick.
Jing Xian lowered his eyes, replaced the original white candle with only the wick, and inserted a brand new one. I thought of the purpose of my coming here, and hurriedly rolled up my sleeves, trying to find the flint and steel in his bag.
But I saw that he personally took out a fire bag.
&??Every year after I left him, I would still go to the temple with Mr. Rong to worship the gods, praying to God to bless him, to be safe and successful.
That was, I think, the closest I've been to something I've longed for. It's a pity that some things, if you didn't understand them at the time, and you want to understand them later, you won't feel that they are the same thing.
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Xianzi: Alright, alright, you came here today and you understand 100% of it!
Huahua: Ten percent? 100% magic? Hey, what else can we do if we don¡¯t pay New Year¡¯s greetings next year!
Xianzi: You idiot! ! God go! !
2. This chapter is supplemented by yesterday's, there is another update tonight, I will start writing now, okay.
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