As the saying goes: there are three nines in the cold, and there are three dogs in the heat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info after three dog days, the weather is not so hot.

The fire in July, the clothes in September - in the blink of an eye, it was July, and the weather was getting cooler. There are two important festivals in July: Tanabata and Zhongyuan. In modern times, Tanabata has become an important "** festival". In ancient times, Qixi Festival was also known as the Daughter's Day, the Qiqiao Festival, and most unmarried girls would pray to the Weaver Girl on the night of Qixi that they could be clever and get a good marriage. In addition to sacrificing to the ancestors, the midyear festival also has to put river lanterns at night, which is to provide a way for lonely souls and wild ghosts to survive.

On the evening of the sixth day of the seventh month, Zhang Yun steamed a pot of Qiaoguo in advance, which was actually a pastry with red dates and honey.

Just after breakfast on the seventh day of the seventh month of July, Hongmei came to Zhang Yun's house early. She mysteriously took out a small cloth bag and said to Zhang Yun: "Guess what a good thing it is?" ”

Zhang Yun saw that the cloth bag was small, not even the thickness of his fingers, and said casually: "Is it a sewing needle?" ”

“...... I can't hide anything from you. Hongmei opened the cloth bag depressedly, and it turned out that there were two brass seven-hole needles inside. Holding the needle in her hand like offering a treasure, Hongmei was happy again, "Look, in previous years, it was all iron needles, but this year my mother said that there was extra money at home, and she specially rewarded me, oh, there is one of yours!"

"So many holes, what's the use?" Zhang Yun asked.

Naturally, it is a needle test, as evidenced by a folk proverb:

Clever buds, strange births. Pots and pots, cover in your hands.

On the 7th of July, I took it off, and my sister and sister took a picture.

It's like a flower, it's like a vegetable, and it's like a vegetable, to see who has a fast heart.

"You forgot about that?! Wait until noon, put a bowl of water in the courtyard, let's throw the needle into the water, and see whose shadow is good, who will be ingenious. Hongmei explained.

The two talked and laughed, and at noon each set a bowl of water in the courtyard. Xiaofeng Xiaoxiu squatted next to him and watched curiously.

Hongmei's face was solemn, and she read in her mouth: "Begging skill, begging appearance; Begging for the heart, begging for a face; begging my father and mother to be thousands of years old; Beg my sister for thousands of years. Slowly put the copper needle in his hand into the bowl, and the needle floated on the water, reflecting a shadow at the bottom of the bowl. Hongmei looked at it carefully for a while, and said happily: "Look, it's a line." ”

Zhang Yun looked at it, and sure enough, said with a smile: "Congratulations, it seems that our Hongmei is a skillful person, and she will definitely marry a good family in the future." ”

Hongmei blushed: "Hurry up and vote for you." ”

Zhang Yun put the needle in the bowl, but who knew that the copper needle sank to the bottom. Dizzy, don't you just can't embroider!

"It's okay, vote again." Hongmei comforted.

Zhang Yun pretended to be sad: "Forget it, I'm just rough and can't do fine work." Seeing that Hongmei's face changed, she hurriedly said, "I'm, I can't embroider flowers, we have a good brain, we can't help it." She touched her face narcissistically. Hongmei laughed out loud.

"Come on, Xiaoxiu, you vote for one too." Zhang Yun called his sister.

Xiaoxiu took the dried copper needle and slowly put it in the bowl, only to see that the needle immediately floated up, reflecting a shadow at the bottom of the bowl. Zhang Yun and Hongmei squeezed their heads to look.

"Ah, Xiao Nizi can." Zhang Yun was very happy, the shadow in the water was like a flower.

Hongmei admired with a face: "Xiaoxiu is the real ingenuity." Xiaoxiu was complimented and blushed with excitement.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Xiao Feng raised his hand and said, "I'll have one too!" ”

Zhang Yunyi waved his hand: "Go aside!" It's a girl's business, mischief! "Xiaofeng is a boy, Zhang Yun can't always talk to him too gently.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, saw that the eldest sister turned around and ignored him, and then talked to Sister Hongmei, so he had to say to himself: "Oh, hehe, manly, I'm watching on the side." Zhang Yun didn't look back and smiled slightly.

After playing around for a while, Hongmei said goodbye and went back. Zhang Yun sent Hongmei, and was just about to go back, when he saw a merchant waving a small drum and carrying a load of goods.

The merchant was only one or twenty years old, and he looked honest. A flat shoulder on the shoulder, and a basket at each end. He wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile: "Little girl, can you give saliva to drink, it's too hot this day." Zhang Yun looks thin and small, only in her teens, no wonder the merchant treats her as a child.

"Okay, you wait." Zhang Yun turned the house, hoisted the teapot in the well, and came out with a bowl of mung bean tea.

The merchant wanted to wake up with a bowl of cold water, but he didn't want to bring a bowl of mung bean tea, so he hurriedly thanked him and drank it. A bowl of herbal tea in the stomach, only to feel the pores of the whole body, all of which are comfortable.

"Thank you, thank you." The merchant returned the bowl, "Does the little girl want to buy a mill and drink for fun?" Cheaper, Sanwen will be sold to you. "After drinking other people's tea, the merchant sells his goods.

He opened the lid of the burden, and saw many small lattices inside, which contained sewing needles, thread balls, whistles, head ropes, wooden combs, simple hairpins and other small goods. Behind is a pile of rags.

Mo Yule turned out to be a little doll wearing a lotus leaf dress and holding a lotus leaf, Zhang Yun saw that it was really cute, so he picked two. Took some more necessary little things. In total, it didn't cost much copper money.

The merchant happily accepted the money, and then walked down the street: "Chicken feathers, duck feathers, hair nests -- change sugar, needles and threads!" ”

"Hey, little brother, you stand for a while." Zhang Yun saw that the merchant turned his head, and then asked, "Do you also accept chicken feathers and duck feathers?" ”

The merchant smiled: "Naturally." ”

"Oh, I have some chicken feathers at home, I'll bring them to you." Zhang Yun took out a handful of pheasant feathers in a blink of an eye, originally intended to make shuttlecock, but then she was troublesome, so she bought a few directly in the town, and these feathers were kept. She stuck the longer ones in the bottle as an ornament, and took out the rest.

"Yo! Or pheasant feathers. The merchant carried the burden and walked back, "Little girl, pick it yourself." He put the burden down.

Zhang Yun casually picked a handful of needles and threads and gave the chicken feathers to the merchant.

The merchant smiled: "Little girl, I see that your family is a solid one, and in the future, if you have a broken hair, old shoes, old kitchen knives and so on, you can change things." ”

"Okay, thank you, little brother."

Back at home, Xiaofeng Xiaoxiu was holding a doll and couldn't put it down. Zhang Yun's eyes lit up, he had seen so many dolls before, such as the beautiful sheep and the gray wolf, the little dolphin, and SpongeBob SquarePants, anyway, there are so many kinds, you can sew some and sell them.

The children's toys she had seen so far, in addition to rattle glass balls, were spinning tops and small dolls and the like, and the children of wealthy families might have more elaborate toys, but they had never seen a puppet. The puppet can not only play, but also willing to cuddle at night, can be used as a pillow in winter, and can be kept warm, which is a combination of fun and practicality. That's a good idea!

Now that the family is relatively well-off, Zhang Yun can already ensure that meat and the like can appear in the meals every once in a while. It's just that the weather is hot and things can't be put away, so Zhang Yun buys a few hens every once in a while and puts them away, killing one if he wants to eat. She had thrown away all the feathers of the chickens, leaving only tiny fluff - which she was going to use as a quilt jacket for the winter. She planned to kill chickens and ducks again in the future, and keep the feathers outside, because the farm had nothing useless.