In the blink of an eye, in mid-June, Zhu Qingheng received a post. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info This post is extremely chic, made of a piece of pink lotus petals, and the petals are written in small block letters that are not yet formed:

Recently, the scenery of Taihu Lake is the best, why not come to Panhuan for a few days and enjoy the scenery on the lake.

Stay in the garden.

Zhu Qingheng knew as soon as he read it, and this sentence was forced out by Xiang Xiaoyuan with a book. smiled, thinking that he couldn't lose to her, so he went to the kitchen to find the cook to make a plate of plum sugar steamed new chestnut flour cake, and replaced the plum blossom print on it with the word "Jiong", found the most beautiful piece, and put it in a basket with a willow branch to ask the little maid to send it to Xiang's home.

Xiang's family lives in Diancuiwu, thirty miles west of the city, far away in the depths of Taihu Lake, which is difficult for ordinary people to find. Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhu Qingheng are the same age, and they are very outstanding little girls. In order to wait for Zhu Qingheng to reply to the letter, she deliberately did not return to Cuiwu, but sat on the boat and played in the water by the lake. She was very familiar with the little girl who sent the letter, and when she saw it from afar, she asked the maid to row the boat over, and said with a smile: "Sister Qing is coming?" ”

The little girl has long been accustomed to the games that the two of her come to play with me, and said with a smile: "Our girl said that you will know it when you look at the girl." With that, he handed the basket over.

Xiang Xiaoyuan opened the basket, the pale yellow plum sugar steamed new chestnut cake was still steaming, she lifted the plate and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Sister Qing is so stingy, and the chestnut cake is only willing to give one." ”

Seeing that she was not really annoyed, the little girl also smiled and said, "The little one will go first." Xiang Xiaoyuan nodded. Seeing that the little maid was gone, he hurriedly looked for the maid and said, "Sister Aling, what word is this?" ”

Ah Ling put down the oars, leaned over to Xiang Xiaoyuan's side, and said with a smile: "Girl, this is the word 'Jiong'." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan said: "Then what does this word mean?" ”

Ah Ling thought for a while and said, "Yes... It means bright. ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan took the chestnut cake in his hand and looked left and right, except for the pattern and the usual food, there was no difference. She thought, "Is it in the stuffing?" So he broke the chestnut cake, and there was nothing unusual. I wonder why there is only a wicker in the basket, and it means that it is seen under the willow tree.

Ah Ling looked at her meditating and said with a smile: "Girl, let's go find a master and ask." He waved his hand to Xiaoyuan and said, "No, no, don't I just admit that I lost to Sister Qing." He simply sat under the willow tree by the lake and continued to think.

After a while, the little guy brought another basket and opened it to the small garden, it was a bowl of hot wooden rhinoceros stuffed rice balls, and there were some sun-dried wood rhino petals floating on the round rice balls. Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled: "Sister Qing, is this afraid that I will be hungry, so I sent it all the way?" ”

The little girl said: "The girl said that this time the fan was what she thought of when she read the book, and she was afraid that she would be hungry after thinking about it for a long time, so she asked the girl to cushion her stomach and think again." ”

Nodding to Xiao Yuan, Yi Yan picked up the spoon next to him, scooped up a rice ball and put it in his mouth, and threw the spoon aside. Xiang Xiaoyuan has never liked to eat rice balls stuffed with wood rhinoceros, and he also knows that Zhu Qingheng has always loved to eat rice balls stuffed with sesame seeds, so he wondered why she picked the wood rhino stuffing and sent them over. Asked Ah Ling: "Sister Ah Ling, what is this chestnut cake usually made of?" ”

Ah Ling said: "Back to the girl, let's make this chestnut flour cake, we must first dry the chestnuts, grind them into fine powder, add glutinous rice flour and stir well, and then mix them with nectar, Mrs. has always liked to add osmanthus to make cakes, I wish the cake sent by the girl smells like plum blossoms, after adding flowers, put it on the steamer and steam it." ”

"Ah," Xiang Xiaoyuan clapped his hands and said, "It's a wood rhinoceros, so Sister Qing specially sent a bowl of wood rhinoceros rice balls." She wanted to remind me that it had something to do with plum blossoms. also sent a special soup ball, Ah Ling, let's go back quickly and find a book related to the Shangyuan Festival. ”

Seeing Xiang Xiaoyuan's hurried appearance, Mrs. Xiang stopped her and smiled, "What's the matter?" What are you doing in such a hurry? As soon as Xiang Xiaoyuan told him about this, Mrs. Xiang smiled and said, "This is a puzzle that is completely face-to-face, but it is very ingenious." Xiang Xiaoyuan called "Mom" dissatisfied, but couldn't help but be curious, "Then what's going on, how can Mom know it at a glance?" ”

Xiang said to Mrs.: "I wish the girl said very clearly. The willow branches are made of willow tips, and the chestnut cake is made of a full moon, which is a picture of the willow tips on the moon. The character 'Jiong' separates the person, leaving the 'day' and 'eight' to be the last parts of the character 'yellow' and 'dusk' respectively. Combined with the front, it is to tell you to see you at dusk. ”

"So that's the case," Xiang Xiaoyuan frowned slightly, and said, "Alas, I lost to Sister Qing again this time." But Mom, why did Sister Qing deliberately replace osmanthus with plum blossoms? “

Mrs. Xiang smiled: "This fan is made in response to a poem of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, 'Last year's New Year's Eve, the flower market was as light as day. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. It's also a reminder of time. The plum blossoms bloom in winter, and the Shangyuan Festival is in winter. Just wanted you to find this poem. Oops, this is mine, it's up to you to find it yourself. ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan nodded and said with a smile: "It's all my mother's fault, Ah Ling testified, I thought of the Shangyuan Festival." Mrs. Xiang saw Ah Ling next to her and nodded with a smile, and also smiled: "Okay, it's all my fault." She nodded to Xiao Yuan's forehead, "Then mom will entertain your friends to make up for it, okay?" Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled sweetly and agreed.

At dusk, Zhu Qingheng really came from home. She jumped out of the carriage, saw Xiang Xiaoyuan waiting for her by the lake and smiled, held her hand and said, "Xiaoyuan, how long have you been waiting?" ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled and said, "Soon, I saw that the sun was about to set and the moon was about to reach the willows, so I knew that you should come over." ”

Zhu Qingheng nodded with a smile. The two of them got on the boat, and Ah Ling paddled on the bow of the boat. After a few turns, we entered a small port, and the lake was covered with lotus leaves, on which red lotus flowers bloomed, swaying in the wind. Zhu Qingheng saw that a few petals were missing from several lotus flowers, and said with a smile: "It seems that my post came from here." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan said: "It took me a morning to pick the most beautiful ones." Do you like it or not? ”

Zhu Qingheng nodded: "Naturally, I have never seen such a chic post." Sister Ah Ling, I bother you to paddle off that lotus flower from the inside. ”

Ah Ling stood at the bow of the boat and nodded, rowing the boat over. Zhu Qingheng leaned over and picked two lotus petals, and said with a smile: "I am borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." He also told Xiang Xiaoyuan to bow his head, and then inserted two petals next to her hairpin. The pale pink petals made her skin crystal like jade. Xiang Xiaoyuan looked down at the water and said in surprise: "It's so beautiful." Sister Qing's skillful hands. Zhu Qingheng smiled: "It's only the beauty of people." ”