On this day, this family of three really set up lanterns in the courtyard.

Wang Yuxi made a lampstand, and Zhou Rushui cut the lantern flowers.

The paper lamp is as thin as a cicada's wings, very difficult to cut, Prince Chu made a bunch with his own sister at first, and then tried a hundred times to fail, The paper lamp in Xiaopang's hand was damaged one after another, He was not discouraged, There are thousands of rivers, thousands of mountains, winds and heat waves that cannot be defeated, all of them are like vowing to start all over again.

Seeing this, Zhou Rushui couldn't cry or laugh, Wang Yuxi also laughed, and he was forced for a while before putting down the bamboo strip in his hand, beckoning to him: "Achu, come, follow me to make a lampstand." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zichu didn't appreciate it, and reluctantly raised his head from the waste paper pile, looked at him with a meaty little face, pouted, and said very reluctantly: "Brother doesn't speak, perseverance, can gold and stone be carved? How can you not believe in Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu can succeed!"

"However, there are things to do, and there are things to do. Choosing what cannot be done is a waste of time and effort, and it is not the work of a wise man. Wang Yuxi dismissed him bluntly, smiled at him, and the slender white jade fingers twisted a bamboo strip again, bent and tied tightly. A series of movements are smooth and smooth, very steady and chic.

Prince Chu was stunned by his words, and his big black glass-like eyes blinked and blinked. Momentarily, he was attracted by his movements, and for a while, his face showed an undisguised look of admiration. turned around, and looked at the half-formed magpie in Zhou Rushui's hands, and his eyes were even more entangled.

"Go ahead. At this moment, Zhou Rushui looked at him, she put down the lamp paper in her hand, raised her hand and stroked Xiao Tong's head, and handed him the steps. smiled slightly, and said gently: "We need three lanterns, and you can also tie one." As he spoke, he pushed the little boy, bent his apricot eyes and stared at the octagonal lampstand in Wang Yuxi's hand, which was already a decent shape, and pretended to whisper in Wang Zichu's ear and said: "Your brother is ordinary in tying the lamp, you go and tie a different one from him, better." Last time, how good the moon rabbit kite was, you will tie a rabbit lantern!"

"Rabbit lamp?" Zhou Rushui's words made Wang Zi Chu's eyes light up, because he felt happy, his beautiful little face was a little red, looking at Zhou Rushui, he said happily: "There is a rabbit head, a cannon of burning, a burning cannon, a burning cannon!"

This kid!

I'm greedy again!

Hearing this, Wang Yuxi and Zhou Rushui looked at each other together, looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and both nodded.

Seeing that the sky is clear, this dance bridge lamp is already a nail on the board. The rule of Youpeng City is that each household can carry a bridge. When he was ready, there were already officials who went from house to house to ask everyone, can they carry the bridge at home?

When asked about the post station, Wang Zi Chu was holding a pen to give his own rabbit lantern words. But he was very worried, and his little brows had already frowned.

There can be three lanterns on a bridge, so they have all three, and they really don't treat anyone badly.

The rabbit lantern tied by Wang Zichu himself is in the middle, protected by the lanterns of Zhou Rushui and Wang Yuxi, one left and one right, and the long rabbit ears are pasted with red colored paper, not to mention how festive.

Only when the word was mentioned, what Wang Yuxi mentioned was "sent for a lifetime". When he arrived at Zhou Rushui, he mentioned "enjoying it" again.

This will be Wang Zichu dumbfounded, the little boy is stunned, left look at his brother's lanterns, right look at his sister's lanterns, and then look at Su Ying who is waiting not far away, on his round little face, the expression is also very serious.

Thinking of Shuying teaching him, the Banqiao lamp is to increase the years and people to increase their longevity, pray for blessings and pray for peace. In previous years, what was mentioned was the wind and rain, the treasure in all directions, the harvest of the five grains, the prosperity of everything, and the gathering of thousands of auspicious people. Looking at the words mentioned by Wang Yuxi and Zhou Rushui again, he held the pen in his small fist, and there were no auspicious words in his head.

Fortunately, he is also smart, although he was embarrassed, but he was not really stumped, and after a while, he took the pen to the rabbit lamp, and chattered.

When the villain raised his face again, he became a flower cat, and his face was full of ink, like a sesame bag sold on the street. But his face was beaming, and he pointed to his rabbit lamp angrily and said, "Mention it!"

Zhou Rushui stepped forward to take a look, and this time he was also smiling, and asked him, "What are you painting?"

Wang Zi Chu raised his chin proudly, pointed to the rabbit lamp and said, "This is Sister A, this is San Lang, this is Xiao Wu, and this!" Prince Chu glanced at Zhou Rushui embarrassedly, his fat little face raised up, don't be cute, and bent his eyes and said, "This is Ah Mei!"

"Sister?"

Wang Yuxi glanced at him, became interested, and leaned closer to look at his lanterns. Under the sun, his handsome face was like spring and snow, and the lantern that was supposed to be ordinary was worth a fortune.

As soon as he asked, Prince Chu showed a little shame, looked at Zhou Rushui, and said embarrassedly: "The child born to my mother is naturally a sister!"

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui was delicate, and he coughed lightly, and his face was very calm, but the fingers under the actual wide sleeves were already slightly tired, and he said ashamedly: "This is too messy!"

On the side, Wang Yuxi raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them, the smile on his face was really getting stronger and stronger. He glanced at the two little people who were led in the middle on the rabbit lamp with a calm gaze, and for a long time, he didn't say much, but he hooked his lips and rubbed Wang Zichu's head, and sneered at him: "Stubborn!"

In the middle of the day, three clangs rang out from the city. As soon as the sound stopped, the dragon head and dragon tail needed for the Banqiao lamp were draped in red cloth and invited out in a cluster amid the sound of gongs and drums.

Subsequently, every household set off a cannon battle, saying that it was praying for peace and blessings.

When the time came, the people of the city spontaneously followed the priests, beating gongs and drums, and the priests of the land, respecting the heavens and the earth, and announcing the good news that the lights would be out tonight.

When it was time again, Song Ji personally made the dragon head hand, and took the lead in supporting the dragon head with an elder. Immediately afterwards, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and every household lit up the lanterns on their own boards. The children came from all directions, and in a burst of "the day is auspicious, the lights are the most popular today, the wind and rain are smooth, the grains are abundant, and the people of the country are prosperous." In the cheers, crisp sang loudly: "The dragon's mouth is open, and the wealth is happy to enter the house!" "The dragon head is a ride, and the country and the family are protected!"

In the midst of this festive shout, the banqiao lamps of every household were spliced together, and everyone carried the board on their shoulders, and soon, the procession in the city was winding.

Because Wang Zichu was so small, he couldn't bear the board at all, at this time, when the gongs and drums sounded at night, he had to follow Wang Yuxi and Zhou Rushui in the middle, just like the rabbit lamp he painted himself, and the little individual was protected in the middle.

Hula la Banqiao lantern team all the way forward, the team passed, but where there is a house, every household will set off a cannon stick, and some even lit incense candles in front of the house to greet, no matter who it is, the mouth shouts are, "God bless my week, the wind and rain are smooth, the country and the people are safe." ”

There is a saying that spring is the first of the year, and candles are the source of light. The people of Pengcheng hold the hearts and hands, do the dragon dance, but for this most simple, but also the most sincere long-cherished wish, heaven and earth are peaceful, called the wind, called the rain. The family and country are not disturbed from the outside, there is a place to live in peace, and there is a warehouse of food to eat.

Everywhere the candlelight goes, it is dazzling and spectacular. Colored lanterns circle the city, fluttering and rotating, sometimes dark and sometimes bright.

When everyone is shouting, "God bless my week, the wind and rain are smooth, and the country and the people are safe." At that time, Zhou Rushui felt that his eyes were sour, and he slowed down his pace unconsciously.

Suddenly, she felt that everything in the past was wrong. There was nothing wrong with the past, the things she had done, the hardships she had endured, and the sins she had suffered. She regretted her previous life for the rest of her life, and what she was looking forward to was the vibrant surrounding land now. Even if there is a foreign enemy now, even if she has been confused countless times, but seeing today's scene, she still feels that it is worth it.

If it is worth it, there should be no complaints.

She subconsciously looked up at Wang Yuxi who was in front of her, they were all carrying a lantern on their shoulders, he was always in front of her, but he matched her pace.

Some of the women in the team were sweating profusely and were very tired. But she didn't feel tired at all, just like Wang Zi Chu who was carefree and chewing the sugar dragon on her legs, she didn't have any weight on her shoulders, and all the heaviness was carried by Wang Yuxi from the beginning.

He carried all the burdens alone, as he said, if you don't solve it, you will hate me for the rest of your life.

She's not stupid, she's just a little stupid. Because of some stupidity, you will escape into a maze. It's just that it was the same pain as in her previous life, but the pain in her previous life was real, and now the pain is fake.

He laid a puzzle with his own hands, he carried a heavy burden for her, for her Zhou family, for the people of Pengcheng, and for the people of the world, but no one knew what he did, and no one thanked him for his deep kindness.

At that time, she was still resentful, and she kept asking him: "If I never forgive you, will you regret it?"

At that time, he looked at her, his eyebrows were picturesque, his eyes were full of affection, he was a towering mountain, he was a wise man in the clouds, and he was her amorous Langjun. But at that moment, he still didn't hesitate, he said: "No regrets, even if it's just for a moment of peace." ”

He still has something to say, but he wrote it on the lantern today, and he wrote it, and he sent it all his life.

Where did he spend his life? It is not difficult to guess that in her, in the prosperity of the land she wants. He and her requests have always been the same.

The world has become so fast that the memories of the past are almost blurred. Then she remembered that at the flower-viewing banquet that year, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the mourning was everywhere, and he went and returned, and fireworks were lit in the panic of everyone. The fireworks burst out, lighting up the night sky, illuminating the dim canyon as bright as day, and illuminating her heart as warm as soaking in warm water.

He asked her: "Knowing that danger is difficult to avoid, but it is too late to save herself, isn't the little princess afraid of losing her life in vain?"

She was in tears, dependent, and aggrieved, and asked him in a low voice: "If the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, why did San Lang go and return?"

At that time, he said, "It's all because Ah Nian is here." He also said: "The hundred-year-old Langya royal family came from this way. ”

In fact, looking back, he has not changed from beginning to end.

It's just her, I don't know he's affectionate.

The lights of the city swam like a dragon, and in this festive cheer and prayer, Zhou Rushui burst into tears. Tears poured down her eyes, and her vision blurred.

Finally, she stumbled and was about to fall to the ground.

This fall shocked Wang Zichu subconsciously shouted: "Don't step on my mother!"

Wang Yuxi turned around in a moment, hugged her, and sat on the ground with her in his arms. He used his own body to protect her, picked her up, and did not forget to hold Wang Zichu, while avoiding no one, he asked her anxiously: "Ah Nian, where did you fall?"

Zhou Rushui was stunned in his arms, and after listening to his words, tears became more and more fierce.

She cried like this, his brows furrowed even more, and he asked her anxiously: "Where does it hurt?" On the side of her leg, Wang Zichu was also so anxious that he stomped his feet, and he screamed in distress with a voice of Sister, Sister, all of them were distressed calls.

I couldn't stop crying, I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh, she just looked at Wang Yuxi like this crying and laughing, and choked up: "I didn't fall, it didn't hurt." ”

"It really doesn't hurt?" Wang Yuxi looked at her with distressed scrutiny.

"It doesn't hurt. ”

"Then don't cry. Seeing the truth in her eyes, Wang Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief, came back to his senses, first touched Wang Zichu's little head comfortingly, and then looked at Zhou Rushui and comforted: "Ah Nian is afraid that he doesn't know, and it is a good thing to fall." This fall not only worshiped the dragon god, but also worshiped the land man. It is God's blessing that will bring the peace and health of the family and the country. ”

His voice was slow, full of calming power.

Zhou Rushui looked at his clear and moon-like eyes, and his heart swelled with sourness.

She raised her hand, gently touched his eyes, tears rippled, softly, and said in a low voice: "San Lang I'm afraid I don't know, when you support me every night, I want to call you into the house." I know that this peaceful day is a day, and one day is counted as one day, I