Baiyun Temple is located in Jindong County, about 60 miles northeast of Kyoto, the fifth day of the fifth month of May is the Duanyang Festival, and the festival county is the most lively. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

A few days ago, Hui Zhen, who went down the mountain to purchase, came back to describe it to the book magpie, and the streets near the Diwang Temple in the county set up sheds and set up lanterns, and the shops on both sides were full of lanterns, lion and dragon dances in the morning, boat races in the afternoon, and in the evening, they went to the market to put lanterns and watch fireworks.

Hui Zhen just went out on the street during the day, listened to the boss or guys chatting when purchasing, and came back to say this in general.

Shuque sat on the pestle and embroidered, envious, "The Duanyang Festival in Kyoto is just a gathering of a few families to hold a poetry party and a tea party or something." Where is it so lively. ”

Shudan was waiting for Qin Yudui to write, and she grinded her ink and said, "Where did the big river in Beijing come from to run a boat for you?" Besides, the more the curfew at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the stricter the control, and the temple fair is only the three or five days of the Lantern Festival, although it is less, it is not more exquisite and beautiful than in this county? Aside from anything else, it's just that the street show juggling is not enough for you to see? ”

Shuque figured out Qin Yudu's temperament, knowing that she would not be annoyed, and said aggrievedly, "It's delicate and beautiful, but no matter where you go out, you will be at the back, and you can't see clearly." ”

The temple fair in Kyoto is almost once a year unless there is a big event in the palace. About a month before each event, the arrangement began to be set up for the old men and ladies who came to play and watch in various provinces to build sheds and buy seats. The biggest official of the Qin Mansion is just the old man Qin who is a waiter from the Sanpin Rite Department, and there are so many nobles in Kyoto, who are ranked from the super rank of the foreign surname, and the Qin Mansion doesn't know which corner it is lined up into.

Shu Dan glanced at Shu Que and said, "Then next time, your old lady Yang let you sit on the roof of the shed and see it clearly." ”

After saying that, the two maids were happy, and the book magpie put the flower bandage in his hand and was about to come to play Shudan, and the two of them played around Qin Yudui in circles.

Qin Yudui was so noisy that her hand holding the brush shook slightly, she sighed and put down her pen and said, "If you really want to go, it's better to go on the last day." There is nothing to see about the lion and dragon dance, I heard that the boat race in the afternoon is a boat from each county below the county, because the color head is the county keeper himself to pay for the silver set up richly, but a little bit of a look. ”

Heard? Listen to whom? It's not what the old lady said. Since the old lady and the girl talked about it, she should also be willing to let the girl go. The girl already knew, and watched the jokes of the two of them.

Qin Yudui was helpless by the complaining and embarrassed eyes of the two maids, but she was just chatting in her spare time, and her grandfather occasionally talked to her about the customs of Jindong County.

"I'm not going. Those who go up and down the mountain are too lazy to toss. Qin Yu picked up his pen again, "Anyway, in the view, no one is restrained, I can be the master and let you go to play." You should get up early or bring some dry food or some broken silver and go down the mountain to eat, and if you see the boat race, you can let go of the lanterns and come back. ”

"Girl~" If it weren't for Qin Yudui writing, Shuque would have rushed up and pinched her face.

Shudan said that he was happy and a little worried, "Just let Shuque go alone, I will stay and take care of the girl." ”

Qin Yuwan concentrated on writing the last word, put the pen into the pen wash, and Shudan took the paperweight to press the rice paper.

Qin Yuwan looked at the written words for a while, felt that it was okay, nodded with satisfaction and said, "You have spent a lot of time with me these days, I should let you go and have fun." Am I missing arms and legs, and I can still serve myself for a day? When the time comes, go to the Taoist to play chess, don't worry. ”

Shuque was so excited that he jumped up, bent down and took Qin Yuwan in his arms and rubbed it, "The girl is so good, I will buy candy for the girl and come back!" ”

Shu Danhong's face fluttered, and there was a smile on his perennial old and solemn face, which a sixteen-year-old girl should have.

In the next few days, the scholar was like entering a cult, counting the hours with his fingers every day, and having fun every time.

Before the sun rose on the fifth day, Shuque pulled Shudan up, and the two of them waited for Qin Yuwan to have breakfast and dragged the three of Huizhen, who were familiar with the way, down the mountain.

Qin Yudui sat on the rattan rocking chair that he had specially asked for from Old Lady Qin, and watched the backs of the three of them in the attic.

The morning light shone on her body, the rattan rocking chair swayed and swayed, and the corners of her closed eyes were a little moist.

After lying down for about half an hour, Qin Yudui opened his eyes and got up and went downstairs.

After the old lady Qin got up early and exercised in the morning, she sat down and didn't see Qin Yudui, and after lunch, she still didn't see Qin Yudui's shadow. Huixin said while sprinkling and sweeping, "The third girl was pounding mud in the kitchen in the morning, and now she pulled Huijing to pick flowers in the plum forest, and half of the plum forest was emptied. ”

Old Lady Qin was relieved to know what she was doing, as for what she was doing, let it be......

Huijing jumped off the tree with a sigh on her back and said in a childish tone, "Three girls, it's enough, right?" This plum tree only blooms once a year, and it hasn't bloomed for half a month. There is a way that everything in the world is born ......"

"It's just half a basket of petals." Qin Yuwan held a plum blossom picked up on the ground in his hand, "If you don't pick it, it will fall, so it's better to pick it as soon as possible." There is also a way that flowers can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches. ”

Huijing is a Taoist boy who helps in the kitchen, and when he is young, he can argue with Qin Yudui, and his mouth is unhappy.

Qin Yudui sniffed the flowers and walked to the kitchen, not forgetting to comfort him, "Don't be unhappy, I've eaten zongzi for a few days, and I'll make other delicious ones for you to eat today." ”

In Baiyun Temple, all the people in Baiyun Temple are five or six years old, the youngest is four years old, the oldest is Huizhen is eleven years old, and then the ten-year-old Huixin.

Before Qin Yu came at dusk, Huixin cooked, Huizhen started, and Huijing and Huicheng helped cook. After Qin Yu came at dusk, most of the time was Shuque's cooking, and Huixin was the hand.

It is not difficult to see from the attitude of the Baiyun Temple Taoist children that the food cooked by the book magpie is obviously very different from that cooked by Huixin. Qin Yudui didn't care about it before, until after eating the bowl of tasteless porridge at noon, he couldn't help but admire Old Lady Qin.

Among the dough on the board, the red is plum juice, the green is bean paste, the yellow is pumpkin puree, and the purple is purple potato puree.

Huijing and Huicheng are not tall enough to make up, and the two children with ungrown hair tied up in a loose and crooked bun, holding their sleeves and frowning sadly, shouting the horn in their mouths, standing in front of the big board and kneading the dough.

Qin Yudui kneaded the evenly kneaded dough into strips beside him, kneaded it into a pattern, and encouraged in his mouth, "Is the porridge you drink at noon difficult to eat?" ”

"It's unpalatable!!" The two replied in unison with small faces.

"Do you want to eat something delicious?"

"Yes!!"

"Do you want to work hard?"

"Yes!!"

As soon as the lid of the steamer was lifted, Huijing Huicheng did not regret kneading the dough all afternoon.

There are a bunch of lovely steamed cakes neatly stacked in the steamer, pink ones with plum blossoms, peaches, purple mangosteens, yellow pumpkins with a cute green pumpkin handle on top, and round or square pastries dotted with different patterns.

These children, who were sent up the mountain by their parents because of their poor family background, thanked them sincerely and cutely, and one of them chose a pair of hands that he liked, but he was reluctant to eat.

Qin Yuwan smiled, "I'll make it for you when Sister Shuque comes back." ”

Old lady Qin stepped on the afterglow and walked out of the courtyard, and saw the back of Qin Yuwan at the door of the Taoist temple, she sat on the steps and sat in a row of small dumplings in Tsing Yi on the left and right, each of which was holding something in her hand and eating.

They raised their heads in unison, facing the little light tail left by the sun, and their white and tender faces were full of warmth.