"Yu'er, are you happy, your little girl is back again, I sent a lot of people over, you don't have to do anything in the future. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info You don't like Jiang Yanxuan's piano room, it's okay, I'll move the piano here for you, if you like it, we'll rebuild a piano room here. ”

I stared blankly at his face, buried my head in his arms, and tears fell from my eyes: I seemed to be a little happy, but how did I feel like dreaming?

Chapter Eighty-Eight: Memories Evoked by Mooncakes

"Yu'er......" He lifted my face, buried his head and licked the tears from my face lovingly, "Yu'er, don't cry, I will be better to you in the future." ”

He thought I was crying with joy? Didn't he? I don't know.

"Yu'er," he said happily as if he remembered something, "Yu'er, the market will be very lively today, shall I take you to play?"

Is the market in Hangzhou? My eyes lit up a little, I haven't gone out to play here!

He quickly found the veil and put it on for me without saying a word, as if it were really two!

"Don't ......," I pouted.

"No!" he suddenly became domineering again, stubbornly tied the strap in a dead knot, and his tone was like reprimanding a child, "If you don't wear this, you are not allowed to go out!"

Whining......

"It's okay, aren't your eyes out there, you can see those fun things!"

I......

"It's so ugly!"

"Ugly enough!" he squinted at me, "I wish I could blindfold you, too! Besides, you're so beautiful to show whom!

In the city of Hangzhou, where autumn is strong, the leaves are golden and the sun is shining, which seems to be particularly lively because of the coming of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The small vendors on both sides of the street dragged out the sound of hawking, and the bustling crowd on the street emitted a noisy sound, a scene of joy and harmony.

The unique bustle and noise of the market made me feel familiar when I hadn't been out for a long time.

He kept holding my hand and taking a look at me, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his conniving look made people remember how domineering he used to be.

The crowds on the street strangely split apart everywhere we went, creating a moving vacancy. The common people stopped to look at us and talked about it.

Kong Wu's powerful guards were scattered around, dutifully but quietly solving all possible obstacles around them.

The inevitable crowding on the streets during the festival may not be able to experience it personally, and it seems to be a little less fun, but it does not affect my good mood.

From a distance, I saw a red cloth sail fluttering in the sun above the heads of the crowded people, and when I looked at it, there were four big words written on it: "Reunion Moon Cake".

I walked up in a daze, and the people in front of me were bending down to buy new mooncakes.

The uncle who sold moon cakes smiled and narrowed his eyes, and while he was busy collecting money, he sang loudly in his mouth: "Mid-Autumn Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival!

The people who buy moon cakes talk and laugh freely, and their faces are festive.

I looked at everything in front of me that was harmonious and happy, and suddenly I felt deep sadness and longing in my heart.

Thank you to this person next to me, just silently clenched my hand, didn't ask, didn't say, just looked at me and fell into sadness...... He probably understands me.

A small, timid voice pierced my ears through the noise of the crowd.

"Mother...... I...... I want to eat mooncakes......"

I followed the sound and saw a pair of ragged and dirty mother and son sitting on the side of the road, with a broken bowl in front of them, and a few small coins in it.

The woman's face was yellow, she seemed to be sick and couldn't move, she sat down on the ground, one hand trying to pull the child who had moved this way, "Si'er...... Don't go...... Ahem......"

The child is about five or six years old, his little face is full of stains, and his eyes are very bright.

He didn't seem to be able to hear the woman's worried words at this time, and his eyes were full of golden moon cakes, "Mother, don't be afraid...... I'm going to get you mooncakes to eat......"

He trembled and cautiously leaned towards the stall, his eyes radiating a vigilant and greedy look like that of a small animal.

I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, my mother was very ill, and most of the little money my father earned from selling calligraphy and paintings was used in herbal medicine. The family is poor.

Mooncakes are a luxury for people like us, and I never ate them before I was six years old.

When I was six years old, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I saw a few children chirping with beautiful mooncakes at the gate of the courtyard.

They didn't dare to come and laugh at me, the "younger sister of Master Bowen", and pretended to eat deliciously from afar.

I watched for a while, then turned around and swallowed, only to be seen by my father.

He picked me up and kissed me, sighed softly, and took out a few copper plates from his pocket for me to buy mooncakes to eat.

I looked at Daddy with wide eyes, "Daddy, what about dumplings?" I remember that the money was used to buy dumplings.

Daddy squatted down and looked at me, with a little shame in his eyes, "Yu'er, you won't eat dumplings in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, okay? Your mother's herbs are running out...... But you can eat mooncakes, mooncakes are better than dumplings, right down the street ahead, you know. ”

The stall selling mooncakes was like this that day, surrounded by airtightness, and I stood outside the circle with the money in my pocket tightly, my eyes glued to the stall.

The taste of mooncakes is very fragrant and should be better than dumplings...... I took a step forward.

But it's also very expensive, and I only have enough money to buy the smallest one. I stopped thinking of this again.

If you buy mooncakes, you can't eat dumplings...... I remember every year when I ate dumplings in the Mid-Autumn Festival, my parents were very happy.

I didn't buy mooncakes, and after hesitating for a long time, I bought dumplings at the entrance of the alley as in previous years.

When my father saw the dumplings in my hand, he sighed almost inaudibly, and my mother turned around to secretly wipe her tears while eating.

I smiled and said to my mother over and over again, "Mother, I smell it, the moon cakes are not delicious at all......"

In the evening, Bowen knocked on the firewood in the small courtyard, and he carried a bag full of mooncakes.

The mooncakes were really fragrant, I ate a lot of them, and I almost broke my stomach.

I clearly remember that the first time I ate the mooncakes, the words "reunion mooncakes" were clearly written on the wrapping paper.

Six years old and twelve years old, these are the two most unforgettable ages in my life.

When I was six years old, I met Bowen, I ate a lot of things that I had never eaten, I saw many things that I had never seen before, and I was no longer bullied by my friends.

When I was twelve, I lost him, almost the sunshine in my heart.

Tears almost burst out of her eyes, but they suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

I raised my head and saw Jiang Kuo looking at me, with distress, pity, self-blame, and many things in his eyes that were difficult to understand.

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For children who like **, the next plot is especially worth looking forward to. As soon as the "Mid-Autumn Festival" arrives, the little gaochao is coming, the beginning of abuse, and it is also the turning point of the whole book, so please look forward to it!! Thanks!!