"Hurt Zhongyong, it's very early on, there was a genius child named Zhongyong, who could recite poetry since he was a child, and was known by his neighbors, but his parents felt that their children didn't read, so they were better than others, and they began to take Zhongyong everywhere to show off, the person who wrote this article, and when I went back later, I found that this Zhongyong was no different from ordinary people, do you know why?"

Ren Fan looked at the little guy in his arms and asked with a smile.

"Well, I understand Dad, I will study hard and I won't become Zhongyong!" Little Lori Bingxue is smart, how can she not understand the story told by Ren Fan, nodded her little head seriously, raised her little fist and said.

"Yuanyuan is so good!" Ren Fan kissed the little girl's forehead dotingly, and praised with a smile.

Fishing for fish, eating candy, little Lori and Chen Jing held hands, ran to the forest to play, the little guy just now not far away, found a wooden house made of pine and cypress branches, very happy, giggled, when Ren Fan went to see, several girls lay on the soft ground, laughing happily, the little mink chirped from time to time, jumped from here to there, played very happily.

Fishing by the lake all afternoon, Ren Fan laughed happily when he looked at the dozen or so fish caught in the bucket.

Seeing that the sun was setting, the forests were dyed, and even the mist was slowly appearing, Ren Fan shouted loudly: "Yuanyuan, let's go home, let's go to dinner!" ”

"It's coming soon, Daddy!" The little girl's crisp voice came from not far away, holding a large stack of pine cones in her arms, and the little ferret lay on her shoulders and chirped towards Ren Fan.

Even Ye Xiaolan and Nightshade were holding a few pine cones in their hands, which made Ren Fan a little surprised.

"Why are you holding so many pine cones?" Ren Fan asked.

"The little mink dragged it back, if you don't take it, the little guy won't leave!" Chen Jing said helplessly, looking at the little thing on Xiao Yuanyuan's shoulder with love and hate.

"Haha, I don't know, I really think you little guy is a squirrel!" Ren Fan patted the little mink gently, said with a smile, took off his coat, and then threw the pine cone in, made a bag, and carried it directly on his shoulder.

A group of five people, talking and laughing, walked down the mountain, and behind them, the pink color of the sunset.

Back at home, everyone cleaned up the fish they caught today, and then threw them into the pot, boiling the fragrant fish soup, the little mink shook its little nose from time to time, and made an impatient cry.

"Little gluttonous cat, hum!" Little Lori patted the little mink, and she looked at the fragrant iron pot with anticipation, pursing her lips.

At dinner, the little guy held a big bowl of snow-white fish soup and let out an exclamation of enjoyment, and the little mink was also a small bowl in front of him, and he was constantly sticking out his tongue to lick and eat.

After eating, Ren Fan said goodbye to Grandma Chen and them, and walked towards the seven buildings, the sky at night, fire trees and silver flowers, and the scene of fireworks in the sky everywhere, looking at the little Lori with envy.

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the streets were full of pedestrians, more lively than during the day, and under the riverbank square of the Fujiang River, a cart of salute flowers was pulled by military vehicles, ready to be lit at 12 o'clock, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, and enjoying with the people.

The little guy pulled Ren Fan, and a few people ran to the embankment square, watching the adults and children laughing and laughing, laughing happily, buying fireworks, and playing on the embankment square.

"Boss, you're here too, haha!" Suddenly, the voice of the silver snake came into his ears, and Ren Fan turned his eyes to see that those guys had all come to the riverbank square, holding Kong Ming lanterns in their hands, and were about to light the candles and start flying.

"Me too, Uncle Silverhair!" Little Lori hugged Tang Yin's thighs and pouted.

"Okay, uncle bought it for you, little girl!" Tang Yin picked up the little guy, bought a few more Kong Ming lanterns, and gave one to Ren Fan and each of them.

The Yuewang Tower is picturesque, the lights are brilliant, the square is very lively, even if it is a foreign tourist, it is also a lot, feeling the traditional Chinese festival, the joy of the Spring Festival.

"Wow, it's flying!" Little Lori looked at the red Kong Ming lantern that slowly floated up from in front of her, let out a cheerful laugh, and clapped her little hands excitedly.

Even the little mink stretched out her head curiously, looking at the thousands of shining reds in the sky, making a chirping sound.

Under the river embankment square, there is a flowing water fountain, many children wear skates on the fountain square, play happily, the lights are colorful, just like a dream, in front of the square, it is antique, such as the building of the Han and Tang dynasties, the door is two four-legged tripods, extremely heavy, with the old bronze color, it is very simple.

"This is the stepmother Wuding, also known as the Simu Wuding, but it is an imitation!" Ye Xiaolan looked at the curious little Lori, said with a smile, and introduced the origin of this Dading and the name of the building in front of the little guy to the little guy.

The night was cold, and the little guy felt cold, so he climbed on Ren Fan's body and hugged his neck.

At around 12 o'clock, although there are many people walking on the embankment square, it is still very lively, and there are also people who go to the temple and burn incense to seek peace and happiness in the new year.

Finally, the tent of the military vehicle was opened, and the armed police soldiers began to act, put the salute on the bank of the river, and arranged fireworks on the lawn next to the river embankment.

"It's so beautiful, it's not in vain to wait so long!" Hua Yuntian said with a sigh, his eyes reflecting brilliant colors.

The sound of banging, as well as the scream of the fireworks shooting into the sky, made Xiao Lori let out an excited cry, pulling Ren Fan to point to the fireworks in the sky, dazzling.

"It's so beautiful!" The little guy put his arms around Ren Fan's neck, looked up at the sky, and muttered.

After half an hour, the beautiful fireworks festival ended, and the smell of gunsmoke drifted away along the wind, Ren Fan looked at the little Lori who had squinted and began to doze off, and returned to the building in seven places with everyone.

But after a while, the mobile phone rang non-stop, Chu Tian, Tyrannosaurus called, congratulating Happy New Year, text messages rang constantly, Ren Fan smiled, replied to the text messages one by one, called from time to time, and then looked at the time, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ren Fan began to vomit.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it was time to play, the cook reminded everyone last night to prepare the rice balls, and when they got up, they went to breakfast, and the little girl dragged Ren Fan off the bed in the morning, and ran to the canteen in a hurry, shouting loudly: "The rice balls made by Uncle Cook must be delicious, Dad, if you go late, you won't be able to eat it!" ”

The little girl's words made Tang Yin and Hua Yuntian, who had just walked out of the room, laugh.

When they came to the cafeteria, Yan Hui and the others were already sitting at the table, and the cook was holding a spoon and knocking on the big pot of rice balls, all of which were white and tender the size of a dragon's eye, which made people have a great appetite at a glance.

"Uncle Cook, it's time to eat!" The little one screamed loudly on his little feet, looking towards the kitchen, which was a head taller than her, clutching his little belly, his face full of anticipation.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the cook waved his hand: "Eat rice balls!" ”

"Wow, Uncle Cook is so nice!" The little girl jumped up, ran to the table, and sat down like a little lady.

Looking at this lively and cute little guy, Ren Fan had a kind of pity in his eyes.

After breakfast, everyone has nothing to do, but basically what they do on the first day of the new year is to go to the temple to offer incense and drink tea, which is a traditional custom, even if there are crowds, they have to go to worship the Bodhisattva in order to seek peace of mind.

"Then go to the Holy Water Temple!" Ye Xiaolan said with a smile, this is the first day of the new year every year, and the homework that must be done has become a habit, there was no overpass built there back then, and they all tried their best to squeeze up, in fact, just to feel the excitement.

The holy water temple is on the outskirts of the city, built by the mountains and rivers, and the incense of the Buddhist temple is flourishing, even in Sichuan, it is also very large-scale.

Before they entered this large-scale temple, the scene in front of them made them unconsciously sigh: "This person is so fucking!" ”

The cars parked on the side of the road lined up two kilometers away, and from time to time the bus walked down a long line of people, holding incense, carrying large bags and small bags, some with children, shouting and scolding disobedient children, all kinds of faces, can be seen in this place.

The crowd was crowded, the black pressure was overwhelming, Ren Fan hugged the little Lori, led Ye Xiaolan, protected the nightshade behind him, smiled, and shouted: "Let's go!" ”

Yan Hui and the silver snake looked at each other, looked at Ren Fan who was walking forward, gritted their teeth, and squeezed around in the crowd.

When I finally walked to the overpass that entered the temple, there were policemen who were already sweating profusely to maintain order, and there were people selling incense wax money and paper next to them, shouting at the top of their voices, spreading out the red cloth and dancing in the air, just like a war.

"Wow, Dad, that Bodhisattva is so big!" The little girl looked excitedly at everything in front of her, she had never seen such a lively scene, and when she saw the huge lying statue of Shakyamuni, she screamed.

"This is called Shakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism, that is, the boss of Buddhism!" Ren Fan said with a smile, looking at the reclining Buddha carved from white jade, smiling, pinching lotus flowers, and looking at the people who came and went.

The train track is under the overpass, and when passengers from all over the country pass here, they can see the smiling and quiet Shakyamuni Buddha, as well as the 462 steps of the 108 Arhat steps, with vivid expressions that are deeply memorable.

Of course, the first thing they have to go to is the Daxiong Hall at the top of the mountain, but every time they walk past a Buddha statue, everyone will worship sincerely, after all, in Buddhism that has been passed down for thousands of years, there are also real masters.

Yan Hui, Tang Yin, and the cook all understand this truth, and their work can know many secret things, and the people of this Buddhist sect should not be underestimated.

The little guy wanted to come down and walk by himself, holding Ye Xiaolan and Nightshade's hands, and looking left and right curiously, but there were too many people, and the little girl pouted and was unhappy, because the eyes were blocked by the adults, which made everyone laugh.

Pick up this little girl, they followed the flow of people, towards the mountain, the pervasive incense, let them seem to come to the dog days, the heat is unbearable, the bought incense to throw inside, everyone ran to the place where there is no incense to burn, gasping for breath.

Finally, after worshipping the Bodhisattva and the Buddha in the temple, everyone came to the resting place, came to the teahouse opened in the temple, asked for a private room, drank tea, and relaxed.

"Dad, it's so fun, I'm coming back next year!" Even though the little Lori was sweating profusely, she still screamed excitedly, and the little mink in her arms crawled out and gasped for breath, which really looked like a child.

Poured a little tea, and in the lid of the cup, the little mink, sticking out his tongue, licked the tea impatiently, and chirped with enjoyment.

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