The Double Ninth Festival in September is the day of climbing high and looking far away to miss relatives, and it is also the day of the annual chrysanthemum banquet in Dalin Temple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the people of Anle Houfu arrived at the foot of Dalin Temple, they saw carriages, under the command of dozens of monks, marching towards the top of the mountain in an orderly manner, while the people were walking up the mountain, carrying a basket of food and fruits, and the atmosphere of talking and laughing was more enthusiastic than that of the nobles.

Tao Jiaoge heard the excitement of the crowd, and couldn't help but light up her eyes, so she opened the curtain and looked out, only to see that the crowd was so lively.

"Miss, there are a lot of people here, so let's put down the curtain."

Sprite glanced out the window worriedly, only to see a few people close to the carriage, and sure enough, they had already looked at it curiously, and the young man from this family suddenly stared at Tao Jiaoge with his eyes, and couldn't help but be secretly annoyed by this person's rudeness.

Tao Jiaoge scratched Sprite's nose and said: "You, younger than me, just such an old Chen, I think I have to marry you off early, otherwise I will talk to me every day, a good little girl like a flower and jade, how can you be born as an old aunt." ”

"Miss!"

Sprite blushed when she heard this, but she said angrily: "Miss, you didn't see that person's eyes when he saw you!" It's rude! ”

"Eyes grow on other people's bodies, you don't care what he does, you can also take a look, this kind of lively scene is not seen every day, I just saw an old man blowing candy man, next to a sugar maker doing sugar painting."

Tao Jiaoge smiled, pointing out the window meaningfully, describing the scenery outside the car, and Sprite, who was so calm, couldn't help but quietly open the curtain and look out of the car window, and sure enough, he saw the old man who blew the candy, and the sugarmaker who painted with a spoon, at this moment the person was not using the spoon and maltose to draw a vivid monkey?

Sprite looked at it for a while, and forgot to ask Tao Jiaoge to close the window, only to feel that a gust of wind drifted by, and there was suddenly a paper ball in her hand, and when she turned around, the position where Tao Jiaoge should have been sitting was empty.

"Yikes! Miss! ”

Sprite exclaimed, but the next moment she covered her mouth tightly, and subconsciously picked up the paper ball in her hand and looked at it carefully.

I saw that on it, it was Tao Jiaoge's delicate hairpin flower Xiaokai wrote: "After arriving at Dalin Temple, you will explain the situation to your grandmother, I will go to Wuliu Town to find someone, and I will say to the outside world that I am praying for my father and mother at the master of the smiling Buddha, and someone will answer you, don't panic." ”

Sprite's eyes widened, her eyes blinked in a panic, and her hand holding the note trembled for a long time before she received it on her waist, lamenting in her heart that her young lady's courage has not decreased but increased since she was six years old, and on such an important day as September 9, she dared to play missing in front of everyone, how could she explain it to the old woman......

Not to mention Sprite's lamentation, Tao Jiaoge had already blended into the crowd, and slowly walked to the edge with the flow of people, and then dropped two sachets from his waist and walked towards the nearest little novice.

"Little master, it's okay."

The little monk was about eleven or twelve years old, when he heard the voice and looked up, and saw that it was a woman, so he took three steps back in a panic before stopping, and saluted with his hands: "Amitabha, the female donor is good." ”

The little monk was chubby, a little tiger-headed, and when he saw the woman's panic, he looked very cute, Tao Jiaoge couldn't help but cover his mouth and smiled: "Little master, can you know the little master of the clear space?" ”

Hearing this, the little monk nodded and said, "Uncle Jingkong, the little uncle, is a disciple of the ancestor, and the little monk knows it. ”

Tao Jiaoge's good-looking eyes, smiled and bent two beautiful moons, raised the two sachets in his hand and said: "Then the troublesome little master will help me bring a sachet to you to clear the little uncle, so he said that it was given to him by Tao Jiaoge, he will understand that the other sachet will be given to the little master as labor expenses, you can rest assured, they are all some small snacks." ”

After that, Tao Jiaoge opened the red sachet for the little monk, and inside it was a fragrant mung bean cake.

The little monk smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but look at the sachets, the mung bean cakes were made extremely exquisitely, which made people extremely appetizing at a glance, coupled with Tao Jiaoge's smiling face, the little monk couldn't help but nodded, took the two sachets with one hand, and said with a simple smile: "The little monk is going to find Uncle Jingkong, the female donor, you are so good." ”

Seeing that the little monk ran away with a sachet of smoke, Tao Jiaoge covered his mouth and smiled, sighed in his heart that he was still a child, and glanced at the bustling crowd, Tao Jiaoge lowered his head and went downstream, with no trace of snow between his legs, moving in the crowd, and soon walked out of the crowd and walked on the path away from the official road.

Seeing that the official road was far away, Tao Jiaoge plunged into the dense forest on the side of the trail, and after a while, he saw a young handsome young student wearing a purple scarf and a purple student robe, carrying a small bag, walking out of the forest, wearing a very thin silver-white belt, and a few royal blue sachets hanging from his waist, hurriedly walking towards the trail.

Listening carefully, it seems that you can still hear the young scholar's cold voice muttering: "I'm also looking for a husband, uh, no, it's a thousand miles away, Mu Tianen, you kid must wait for me to come." ”

……

"Lord Shizi, you can drink the soup, today Xiaoying instructed the kitchen to make red dates and ginseng pork knuckle soup, the most important thing is to replenish blood and qi, can you taste it? You haven't eaten a little bit all day, and your body matters, Lord Shizi. ”

Huang Xiaoying knelt on Mu Tianen's bed, the slightly raised small bus was smooth and clean, a pair of water and autumn pupils flashed with admiration, reverently looking at the young man who was half-sitting on the bed, the ruddy cherry mouth maintained the appearance of pouting even if he spoke, and the innocence revealed a trace of the temptation of red fruit.

But this autumn spinach was thrown to the blind man, Mu Tianen sat on the bed without half a reflection, his empty and confused eyes, filled with turbulent sadness, as if to melt people into endless sadness.

Huang Xiaoying is the daughter of Huang Jie, the county commander, she has been with Mu Tianen for a whole day, no matter how she tempts and seduces, or makes a noise to attract his attention, the son of the world seems to live in another world, and he doesn't even give her a look.

Huang Xiaoying bit her red lip unwillingly, and her eyes lit up when her mind turned and she said: "Lord Shizi, even if you don't care about your body, you have to think about Grandpa Guo!" If you have a bad day, Grandpa Guo will not be able to return to Beijing for a day, how can you bear it! ”

The words were sincere, but Mu Tianen's figure flickered, and he slowly turned his head, looked down at Huang Xiaoying, who was kneeling, and said half-loudly: "Bring the soup." ”

(To be continued.) )