In a blink of an eye, on the seventh day of the seventh month, I heard the rain and freshened up, gossiping with Mu Xiang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiang'er, have you ever been to see Mulian? How was she married? ”

"Miss, I went to see it secretly, since Mulian got married, that Chang An was originally a romantic person, he was greedy for her beauty, and saw that she was a first-class maid of Miss, and saw that she lost her appearance and identity, and she was okay at the beginning, so she bought the house by tricking, saying that she was making a living, and rented a small dilapidated house to settle Mulian, and he was nostalgic for the place of fireworks all day long, and he didn't go back, Mulian went to look for him, he turned his face, saying that it was the wife in the vinegar, either beating or scolding. Mulian had no choice, so she found a job of washing clothes for people, and lived hard, saying that the child couldn't live without his father. That Changsheng would occasionally go back, thinking that the money to buy the house was spent, so he asked her for money, saying that she was asked to ask for money, saying that she would come to beg Miss, where does Mulian have the face to beg you, but she just struggled. I'll go and see her, and I'll give her some money secretly, and I can't watch her starve to death. Ay. Mu Xiang sighed as she spoke.

"This is the result of her betrayal, people have to bear the consequences when they do things, you just send more money, I'm afraid that it will hurt her, the **** in the world is empty, since she is obsessed, it should be so, Muxiang, some people are not worthy of sympathy. If it weren't for her leaks, my mother wouldn't have died, and she wouldn't have been in the situation she is in. Forget it, let's not talk about her, this person has passed from my life, her betrayal and our former relationship are gone. Hearing the rain, there was still a trace of unbearability flashing in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

"Miss, she is my own sister after all, although I hate her actions, but I can't see her starve to death."

"I don't care how you help her, but you have to learn to be ruthless and treat the people who betray you."

"Got it, miss, don't talk about her, today is the Begging Festival, let's go shopping on the streets, you've been in a bad mood lately, it's good to go out for a walk." Go to the beggar lady to ask for a good marriage, and the lady can feel at ease in heaven. ”

"A good marriage? I just told you, **** in the world is an emptiness, what is a good marriage? I accompanied my father, and after he was a hundred years old, I cut my hair and became a sister-in-law. “

"Miss, why are you doing it, I'll just accompany you." Mu Xiang listened to Miss's words, although she didn't understand it too well, the certainty in her eyes was true.

"Hey, don't talk about asking for any marriage, go out for a walk with me."

The bustling street, the crowd is endless, the dotted lights are flickering like fluorescent fires, half of the moonlight is hidden in the moon halo, like a candle on the moon-white brocade dress to make traces.

"Small incense burner, high smoke. I asked the seven fairies to go down to the mortal world, I don't love my sister's good looks, but please give me good means. "A few children were playing and singing songs, from far to near.

The girls dressed in pairs and threes are more beautiful than usual, and they walk together, which makes people dazzled. There is also a shy daughter with a veil, accompanied by a personal maid, and when the wind blows, the red lips are exposed under the veil. Hearing the rain tonight, she was dressed in a moon-white embroidered rose skirt, with goose-yellow juan yarn in her arms, and the green silk was only tied with a golden hairband, and a white hat, and the tulle hung down, covering her cold and peerless appearance.

"Miss, let's go over there too, there are so many people, all begging to see this year's Tangram Niangniang?" Mu Xiang's face was very delicate reflected by the autumn red pomegranate skirt on her body, and she pointed ahead excitedly.

There are flower boats on the Jinshui River, and the sound of water silk and bamboo comes from afar, which is very pleasant. A richly decorated flower boat sits in the middle of the water, and on top of it stands a tangram girl wearing a colorful auspicious costume, with her hands folded, to accept the worship of everyone. Hopeful lanterns float from all directions to the center of the water, as if the water is full of water lilies.

"This year's selection of the Qiqiao Niangniang heard that it is the top brand of the drunken fairy building, the figure of the girl who fell into the country, the birth of the country, that is, the official and noble people on weekdays went, but also to say a few words, rare to sing a song when happy, turn around and leave. The mother of the drunken fairy building is also because she is holding the shelf, which can be regarded as the reason for the attraction. “

"It's a drunken girl to see the shadow, if you can get close to Fangze in person that day, it will be a fairy thing."

"You dream, I heard that the son of the right prime minister family spent tens of thousands of taels of silver, and he couldn't make a beauty smile?" ……

Everyone commented.

"Miss, look, that tangram is going to put lanterns. Look. Mu Xiang turned around, "Hey, where is Miss?" Miss, where are you? ”

In the vast twilight, where is there a figure that hears people listening to the rain, Mu Xiang's panicked middle steps staggered, and he seemed to be looking for it everywhere like crazy.