"Aunt and grandma, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Wang Xin has never liked to say these polite congratulatory words, and when he usually eats and drinks, he almost always says it with a stiff mouth.

At this time, of course, the same is true, and the words seem a little stiff between the words.

"You're happy, come and sit!"

Wang Yisi greeted and continued to cook vegetables.

At this time, Wang Xin noticed that the food on the table could be said to be quite rich compared to before.

On the small table, there are twelve dishes densely arranged, although each dish is not large, but the dishes are indeed different.

Each plate, or the dishes in each bowl, is almost enough for each person to eat two or three chopsticks.

But that's just right.

If it's too much, they won't be able to finish it and they will have to waste it, after all, there is no refrigerator or anything at this time.

A plate of boiled peanuts, a small plate of fresh water chestnuts, a bowl of braised pork with only six pieces, a bowl of fresh jasper soup, a plate of jade paste with only six pieces, and a plate of stir-fried garlic sprouts.

A bowl of Jingxiang soup, a bowl of fish ball clear water soup, a plate of fried shredded pork, a plate of fungus yam.

In addition to this, there is a small bowl of meatballs and a small plate of cucumbers.

On the table, there is another pot of osmanthus Xuanjiu.

"Sit down and eat, and in addition, try the osmanthus Xuanjiu that I cooked myself, this is a secret recipe of the palace, and the taste is very good. ”

Wang Yisi saw that Wang Xin was standing on the side and didn't sit down, so he hurriedly greeted him.

Wang Xin sat down according to his words, waiting for her to start eating, and he still knew the common sense that the elders could move the chopsticks first, and the younger generations could move again.

Subsequently, seeing his aunt and grandmother personally pour him a cup of Xuanjiu, Wang Xin hurriedly stood up and wanted to take the kettle and pour it himself.

"Don't panic, it's just a cup of Xuan, there's no need to care about this!"

Wang Yisi said, put the newly poured cup of Xuanyin in front of Wang Xin and introduced it to him.

"This Xuanyu is one of the five-color drinks in the former Tang Dynasty, and it is also said that Fufang leaves are green drinks, the root of the tree is red drink, buttermilk is white drink, black plum syrup is a dark drink, and Jiang Gui is a yellow drink.

Among them, white drink and black drink have the best taste. ”

Wang Xin suddenly understood.

This so-called Xuan drink should be sour plum soup, and the so-called white drink should be a little made of cow and goat milk.

He really didn't know the remaining three, but since the taste was not good, there was no need to understand.

"Taste it and see how it tastes like this drink I cooked?"

In the past, when he was young, Wang Yisi liked to make some food by himself, or make some food with antique recipes.

She gave it to her husband and children, and she rejoiced in their praise.

Now that time has passed, it seems that it has been a long time since I have experienced such anticipation, because it has been a long time, and no one has eaten what she made with her own hands.

Wang Xin took a sip of the cup as he said.

Slightly sour and sweet, the taste is clear, slightly with a slight fragrance of osmanthus, and it goes straight into the stomach and intestines in one bite.

It's just that the weather is getting cooler by this time, and if you can drink it in the morning for a month or two, it will definitely be more enjoyable.

"It's delicious, it's sweet and sour. ”

At this age, there should be a way to praise at this age, and you can't praise two sour poems.

He didn't have the ability to do that either.

"It's delicious!

After eating, I have to go to the moon to admire the moon and worship the moon!"

After all, it is different, there is no joy and joy of youthful affection, and there is no joy of childish laughter, only alienation and politeness.

"Hmm!"

Next, it's time to eat nothing.

The chopsticks moved back and forth, and the dishes on the table gradually decreased, and when the sky was completely dark, the two of them finished eating.

Wang Yisi cleaned up the dishes and put them on the side, and then did not wash them, but told Wang Xin to get the kerosene lamp on the side.

"Go and get the three kerosene lamps on the east side, and I'll go get the ones on the west, and I'll take them to the middle garden in a moment. ”

At this time, there are no electric lights, at least not on their side, so it is natural to carry lights for moon viewing.

It is not accurate to say this, but it should be said that you need to bring a light before admiring the moon.

It is not that the moon is bright as soon as it is dark, and between the dark and the moon, there is a dark prelude, and the prelude to the darkness naturally needs a little embellishment of lights.

The two of them went out of the house with a kerosene lamp in each hand.

Outside, it was dark, and only the two of them carried these two points of light and walked towards the desk that had been set up earlier.

Fortunately, there is a lot of noise around, which makes people vaguely feel that it is a reunion Mid-Autumn Festival.

Kerosene lamps put down.

The board is full of offerings, there is a statue of Chang'e running to the moon in the center, the five-color jade carved Chang'e running to the moon looks extraordinarily crystal clear, the facial features are clear and clear, the clothes on the body are fluttering, the full moon in front of it is even more white and flawless, which is completely different from the statue of Chang'e below, obviously, the bright moon is not carved from jadeite, but mutton fat white jade.

"Just wait for the moon to rise more than halfway, let's come to worship the moon again, at this time, let's go and wait for the moon to rise!"

After Wang Yisi gave an order, he took Wang Xin to another small round table on the side of the board.

The things on the round table are used for admiring the moon, with a plate of moon cakes in the center and various fruits on the side.

Wang Xin ate grapefruit and waited for the moonrise in the sky.

It didn't take long for the bright moon in the sky to finally begin to show its brilliance, and although it could not be said that it shone like daylight below, there was also a moonlight pouring down like water.

The aunt and grandmother on the side also began to urge Wang Xin to hurry up and eat two mooncakes.

said it was a reunion, but Wang Xin looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist.

At this time, the moon is full, but he is alone in this distant and unknown era, I don't know what the scene is on his parents' side, and I don't know if he can see this bright moon in his hometown.

Can the full moon of different time and space be shared?

Wang Yisi saw the moistness in the corners of his eyes on the side, but thought that he was missing home, so he sighed lightly and did not speak.

He still has a home to think about, but what about himself?

My home was gone 30 years ago, and I have been alone for more than 30 years of Mid-Autumn Festival.

How nice it is to enjoy a bright moon alone!

I can't say how happy I am in the next month, but I can only say that Mu Mu is doing this step, offering sacrifices and lighting incense.

I hope Chang'e can bless the reunion next year, even though both of them know that their ideas are impossible to realize, but they still want to hold on to that little thought.

After the worship was completed, they scribbled everything away, and the two went back to their rooms to rest, but they didn't know whether to rest or lick their wounds silently.

Early the next morning, when Wang Xin looked in the mirror, he vaguely found that his eyes were slightly red and swollen.

I thought that he was complaining about hating his parents, but he was really young, and he always thought about it in his sleep.