Chapter Twenty-Nine: Fat Chatter
Li Buyan looked at her and nodded, and said softly: "At the end of next month, it will be the big competition of the disciples of the inner hall, you should read and practice well, and don't embarrass the teacher at that time." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
After that, Xiaoman nodded, and Li Buyan went out and left.
Seeing Li Buyan leave, Xiaoman entered the courtyard in a daze, and asked Tang Jiaojiao, who was watering the flowers, "Miss, what do you say is wrong with my master today?" He didn't scold me. ”
Tang Jiaojiao squinted at her and teased, "It's not good not to scold you?" Do you have to scold to be cool? ”
Xiao Man shrunk his neck and grinned: "It's not because he has to talk about me every time he sees me, but today he suddenly became so ...... It's easy to talk to, but I'm still a little uncomfortable......"
Tang Jiaojiao sneered and laughed, and said, "Your master is a little old-fashioned, who told you that you usually don't have a proper shape like a monkey." ”
Xiaoman stuck out his tongue, and remembered Li Buyan, who usually nagged like an old aunt every time he saw him, and couldn't help but laugh and talk with Tang Jiaojiao.
The two talked happily, drinking tea and blowing the wind on the stone bench under the tree, chattering and eating and hanging on the tree and refusing to come down, and he didn't even look at the acacia cake that he usually likes to eat.
The two of them made a fuss until twilight, and when Qi's mother came back, she saw that the two of them didn't know what funny things they said, and they were lying on the stone table with a smile, chattering and humming at the two of them with a serious face.
Don't look at your own lady's usual steady appearance, after all, she is just a teenage girl.
Looking at it like this, it is much more vivid, not as good as the usual old-fashioned appearance, Mother Qi couldn't help but laugh too.
Mother Qi stepped forward and asked, "What kind of funny thing is this, laughing like this, saying it makes me happy." ”
Tang Jiaojiao sat up straight, wiped the tears that came out of the smile in the corners of her eyes, and replied, "Mother Qi, you're back, we're talking about the interesting things in the past." ”
Xiao Man held his stomach and laughed so much that he couldn't breathe, pointed to the chatter on the tree and said, "Eat too much, the tree is stuck...... Hahahahaha! ”
Nag continued to hang on the tree, raised her head and yelled at Xiao Man angrily, Mother Qi turned to the back of the tree to take a look, no, Nag's entire fat ass was stuck on the branch.
Looking at the funny look of the chatter, Qi's mother couldn't help laughing: "Speaking of chatter, it's indeed too fat now, remember how thin and flexible I was when I first came, although the fat Dudu is good-looking, but it's too fat and easy to get sick, and it's not mental, it seems that you will have to eat less for the chatter in the future, don't feed the chatter in the future, don't hear it, like acacia cake and roast duck, you can't eat it, eat more grains and vegetables......"
While talking about Mother Qi, she walked in the direction of the back kitchen, ignoring the chatter that was still stuck in the tree, and stopped and said to Tang Jiaojiao as she walked: "I'll go to see how the kitchen dinner is prepared, eat first and then go out, eating outside is not better than at home." ”
After speaking, he saw Tang Jiaojiao nodding, and walked towards the kitchen with a breeze under his feet.
Hearing that he had to control his rations, he screamed anxiously twice, kicked his hind feet, jumped down from the tree, and ran over to rub Tang Jiaojiao.
Tang Jiaojiao touched him funny and comforted: "Okay, you are indeed a little fat now, and if you exercise hard in the future and don't be lazy, you can be allowed to eat meat." ”
Chattering and humming twice to express agreement, Xiao Man pinched his ears and said with a smile: "Fat chatter, see if you are lazy in the future." ”
Talking and chattering, he pounced and made a mess with Xiaoman.
Tonight is the night market festival once every half month, and Tang Jiaojiao will go out for a stroll every night market festival, and the people in the medicine store have become accustomed to it.
Tang Jiaojiao usually went by herself, but today she couldn't stand Xiaoman's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so she agreed to take her with her.
After dinner, Tang Jiaojiao and Xiaoman changed into more convenient clothes, took a mask and went out, and did not take the carriage.
There is also a beautiful and moving legend about the night market festival in Donghua.
Legend has it that 300 years ago, there was a down-and-out scholar in Donghua, who was seriously ill and had to give up his studies to sell fans and screen furniture on the street to make money and buy medicine.
One day the scholar was wearing his mask and selling, and suddenly a girl stood in front of him wearing a mask identical to the one he was wearing, and asked him to help him mend the mask.
The girl told him that the mask was the object of her father's love, and that her father and mother had died early, leaving her alone in the world, leaving this mask for her, and with this mask, it was like her father and mother had always been by her side to protect her, so that she could live a strong life.
But the mask was accidentally rubbed off by her, she blamed herself and was sad, she tried to repair it herself, but it was always not good, and the mask was not colored at all.
It so happened that she saw that the mask worn by the scholar was exactly the same as her one, and she thought that the person who could draw the same mask would be able to repair her mask as well, so she looked for it.
The girl took a box of jewels to the scholar, promising that if it was repaired, she would be grateful, and the scholar agreed.
But the girl was strange, and refused to take the mask off her face, saying that she had an ugly face, and that she had worn this mask since she was a child, and had never taken it off when there were people, so the scholar had to take the tools to repair it and follow the girl to her house to paint and repair her face directly.
However, as the girl said, the masks were not painted at all, and they tried all kinds of methods, all kinds of paints, but they were not successful.
The girl became more and more discouraged and wanted to give up, and after many days of getting along, the scholar had gradually fallen in love with the girl, and couldn't bear to see her disappointed, so he insisted on continuing to try, and found all kinds of methods.
One day, a scholar will see in an ancient book that the paint made from the painstaking efforts of the painter can be colored on any material, and it will never fade.
The scholar excitedly told the girl about this method, but because it was really dangerous to take the blood of the heart, the girl rejected this method, and only said that if it was not repaired, it could only mean that God would do so.
The scholar had no choice but to go home with the jewels that the girl had given him.
Although he had the money and hired a good doctor to use the best medicine, the scholar's mother died soon after.
In addition to the sadness of the scholar, she wants to fulfill her wish for the girl she loves, anyway, she has nothing to worry about, and the only thing she cares about is the girl.
So when the girl came to comfort him, the scholar put a tranquilizer in the girl's tea, and while the girl was asleep, the scholar took the blood from his heart and mended the mask on the girl's face.