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    It is the Mid-Autumn Festival again, and every family holds a banquet to appreciate the moon.

    He Xiang and his son teamed up, and the army going north has reached its scale. In two months, all the military supplies and supplies should be in place. After winter, the army will definitely leave on time. It is expected that the battle to attack the Fort of Crouching Ox will begin by the end of the year.

    The emperor looked at it and expressed his agreement. The crown prince has been lukewarm about this matter for half a year. Prime Minister He called Bai Nuo in the court, and the He family is now at the peak of its prosperity.  This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, people who came to He's residence to give gifts almost broke the gate.  In addition to all kinds of rare gifts, the moon cakes they received piled up like a mountain. At most, the He family father and son looked at the gift list. Most of the exquisite moon cakes were distributed to the servants, and the others were pulled out by car and scattered with beggars.

    After nightfall, there were no outsiders at the family banquet of the He family. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren sat together at the banquet. He Xiang and the old lady sat at the head, followed by the three sons and the two grandsons of the eldest son.  The two daughters-in-law Zhao and Luo led a group of maids and women standing behind the seats to serve the towels.

    He Xiang and Yao still ignored each other.  There are two jade bowls in front of Mrs. Yao, Mrs. Zhao is wearing a light crow-colored long dress with a double-breasted light white satin embroidered shirt, highlighting the double strings of blue jade beads on her chest.  Luo Shi was not far behind either, rolling up his sleeves and playing with chopsticks, he could see the blue jade bracelet on her bright wrist.

    After the banquet, the old lady Yao said: "Today is the holiday, you all should sit down."

    Zhao Shi and Luo Shi naturally resigned modestly, but Yao Shi spoke again, and the two of them sat down at the table.

    Because the atmosphere of the two elders was not right, neither of them talked much, so everyone ate quietly.

    The tradition of the He family is to serve soup during the banquet. When the mother-in-law brought in a large pot of soup and put it aside to serve everyone, Mrs. Yao motioned for the sapphire bowl, and a servant girl reached out to take the jade bowl.  Said with a straight face: "No need!"

    Yao insisted: "Sheng Shang!"

    He Xiang didn't want to argue, so he didn't say anything.  Yao shi snorted.

    The maids silently took away the jade bowls, filled them with soup, and placed a pair of small sapphire bowls in front of He Xiang and the old lady with both hands.

    He Xiang looked at He Linhong coldly, but He Linhong hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyes.  He Xiang looked at He Yunhong again. He Yunhong was wearing a dark blue jacket, only the skirt was embroidered with the swastika pattern with black thread. It looked plain and unpretentious, but it made his face look like white jade, but his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were half-closed, as if he was thinking  He didn't notice the surrounding situation at all.  He Xuehong didn't know the reason, he was dull, he felt that his father's gaze was a bit unusual, so he didn't investigate further, he still smiled honestly.

    He Xiang picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on."

    The three sons hurriedly raised wine one after another: "My son respects his parents for their well-being"

    The bright moon hangs high, after all, Mrs. Yao is old and has heart disease, and Fang's face becomes tired at night, so Prime Minister He said to have a banquet and let everyone go back to the courtyard to enjoy the moon.  The street outside He's residence was still noisy. He Linhong knew that although the family banquet was over, each courtyard still had its own small banquet. Eldest brother He Xuehong would drink with his wife and children. Even in his own courtyard, Luo Shi also prepared a table for him  Tasting wine and enjoying the full moon.  Seeing He Yunhong walking towards his yard alone, he hurriedly followed, and said with a smile, "You go to my place? We don't have children, we just drink."

    He Yunhong ignored him and continued walking. He Linhong laughed along with him: "I didn't do it on purpose" Of course it was on purpose!  Just finished it and regretted it.

    He Yunhong interrupted coldly: "You don't have to feel sorry, she will be here in the Mid-Autumn Festival in two years at most. At that time, don't let the second sister-in-law wear that bracelet. She must be tired of seeing those things and provoke her for nothing.  joke!"

    He Linhong gasped, gritted his teeth and stopped, and hummed: "Isn't it too early to be so smug?"

    He Yunhong didn't look back, and the words floated: "It's not early"

    He Linhong looked at the back of He Yunhong going away, and said in a low voice: "I really shouldn't pity him!"

    When He Yunhong returned to his yard, all the sloppy boys ran over. He Yunhong waved and said, "Go on and play." He went into the study by himself.

    He just sat down when Yu Shi, who had just come back with him, came in with a big plate of food. He put the plate on the desk, brought the plates of snacks to the desk, and said, "Sister Green Tea asked me  I gave it to you, and she asked the small kitchen to make it for you, saying that you always like to eat"

    Now in He Yunhong's second yard, the west wing houses are full of servants, except for some rough women who are still living in the first yard, and the maids live in the next yard, but sometimes they come to help with some work.  Chores like sewing and cleaning.  There is a small kitchen in the yard, where tea and snacks are provided at any time, and meals can also be cooked if necessary.

    He Yunhong raised his hand slightly: "I just ate the banquet, but I'm not hungry. You take it out, let's divide it up. Tea is enough."Not forgetting about the He family, I can only write vaguely: "I feel that I have become a mean widowed mother who faces her daughter-in-law, and a jealous and resentful woman who faces a young girl. Once again, I am out of touch with knowledge and action, and have been dragged into troubles by selfish desires."  "

    Ling Xin let out a long breath, studied the ink, and slowed down his writing: "I finally understand that the opposite of love is not hate, but selfishness."

    No wonder I went to the abyss.

    She went on to write: "All religions are warning people that if they are selfish, they will inevitably suffer. I am too lazy, not to mention becoming a monk, and it is very difficult to even read the scriptures"

    Ling Xin hesitated for a long time, her face was hot, but she finally wrote: "Maybe I should get married and start a family quickly, so that I won't stare so hard at my brother's marriage, and I will let him care for another person wholeheartedly."  , Let another person take care of his life. But my brother knows that I still need time to grow up. No matter how my brother comforts me, I still feel that I am a person with serious shortcomings. I am restless and irritable. I can¡¯t change it for a while  .Now, I just hope that my younger brother won't notice my narrow-mindedness, and that Yanning won't notice my gaffe."

    After writing this, Ling Xin felt much more comfortable, probably this is the power of repentance, Ling Xin thought a little self-deprecatingly, seeing that she had already written two white papers, she hurriedly concluded: "I hope brother don't bother with my complaints. Zou  The county magistrate gave me a kind of tea, which is the best black tea I have ever tasted.  I am ashamed that I have not been able to repay the fragrant ink and white silk that my elder brother gave me. I will roast a few whole lambs in my village during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will eat more for my elder brother. This is the end of the world. Thank you for writing." Finished, Ling  Xin sealed the letter and ran out to the yamen servants. The yamen servants took the things from the cottage and took their leave and went down the mountain.

    On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, a bonfire is set up in the village, whole sheep are roasted, and large cans of wine are arranged in a row beside the table.  Everyone sang and danced swords, juggled and wrestled, and even Ling Xin played a flute in spite of everyone's objections, causing the group of people to run away for a while.

    Liang Cheng and Yan Ning sat side by side, and they ate and drank together. Yan Ning, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, often fed the pieces of meat on bamboo sticks into Liang Cheng's mouth.  Yanning.

    Ling Xin secretly comforted the beating child in her heart again and again, cheering up and having fun with everyone.  Finally, in the middle of the night, people had had enough tossing around and went to sleep one after another. Yan Ning came over to say goodbye to Ling Xin with a smile. Ling Xin felt relieved that he hadn't shown any flaws.

    She walked back to the house alone, looked up to see a bright moon, recalled Jiang Xutu's letter, and said with a smile: "We share this moment in the end of the world".  Does Jiang Xutu think he doesn't know this poem?  The following sentence is "The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness begins at night." Lover!  It seems that Jiang Xutu has a heart for him!  Thanks to him!  Only when he witnessed his younger brother's affair, did he have a psychological retreat!  He admits that the two are in a "lovesick" relationship, and Ling Xin has to push forward, thinking, should he clearly determine the purpose?  She doesn't want to be ambiguous, and she tries indiscriminately. If she falls in love, her goal is to marry a man and a woman!  I have already made it clear, so it depends on his reply to my letter.

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