The customs of Xiang Qiang and the Central Plains are slightly different, although they also celebrate the New Year, but on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the Chishui Ministry will first hold a fire sacrifice ceremony.

At this time of the year, the people of Chisui do dance around the bonfire and worship. There is also a sacrificial fire rice, which is distributed to everyone, which is very delicious. It was the coldest time of winter, and it was so refreshing to eat a hot meal around a campfire.

As the wax moon approached, Yeleyi's homesickness became more and more intense. She leaned on Qin Luo's shoulder, looked into the distance, and said to Qin Luo: "At this time, the family must be making a sacrificial fire." I can cook lamb soup and roast whole sheep, and I am hungry when I think about it. ”

Qin Luo listened with a smile, seeing that Ye Leyi's saliva was about to stay, and said suspiciously: "Why is there only a fire sacrifice ceremony in the Chishui Department, but not in the Qingyun Department?" ”

"Chishui is the far north, the coldest." Yereyi said, "This is the characteristic of our Chishui, unlike Qingyun, Baisha and even the extinct Black Rock, they don't have it. They would just pray for good weather and occasionally hold some agricultural sacrifices. Not only do we have a sacrificial fire, but we also have a sacrificial river, but alas, I am destined to miss it. ”

Qin Luo knew that Ye Leyi was not sorry to miss the ceremony, but homesick. This kind of feeling, Qin Luo empathizes. In the first year he came to Xiangqiang, he also missed his homeland. Ye Leyi will be able to return to his hometown in the future, but Qin Luo will never be able to return to his homeland.

Qin Luo comforted Ye Leyi, "You have thought about the Fire Festival, isn't it simple?" We can also do fire sacrifices, bonfire feasts, Qingyun has also done a lot. We invite everyone to dance together, and will anyone refuse? ”

"Poof-" Yeleyi smiled as she shook her head, "I don't care about the others, I just want to spend the Fire Festival with you." Just the two of us, okay? ”

It turned out that Ye Leyi had already planned, so he was waiting for Qin Luo to speak. Qin Luo smiled: "Okay, just the two of us, it's in this stone mountain." ”

Yeleyi swept away the pain of homesickness and suddenly became much happier. Since they got married, Qin Luo has taken care of Ye Leyi everywhere, making Ye Leyi feel the sweetness and warmth of love.

Ye Leyi's request, as long as it was within Qin Luo's ability, he tried his best to meet it, let alone hold a small fire sacrifice ceremony.

After Yele returned to the Khan's dormitory from the secret passage, Saren looked at her with a spring breeze on her face and wondered: "Kodun, is there any good news lately, why have you been so happy?" ”

"If I'm happy, I won't look for you to spread fire, and I will reward you." Ye Leyi said playfully, "Why do you have to make me miserable every day? ”

Saren said in his heart, but Yereyi's happy state is not only these days, but after careful calculation, it lasts for a long time. And Ye Leyi naturally wouldn't tell Saren about his marriage with Qin Luo. Saren was in the dark and didn't know anything.

Yereyi hummed a ditty and returned to Koldun's service. Then he said to Saren, "Go and prepare a fire meal for me, and I will eat it." ”

"But Qingyun is here, but it's just a fire festival." Saren said sullenly.

"It's okay, it's a big deal, I'll live by myself." "Go and get some ingredients." On that day, I will be able to eat the sacrificial rice around the campfire. ”

Yeleyi didn't say the second half of the sentence, and there was his lover by the campfire. This kind of thing has never happened to Yeleyi, she used to just celebrate the festival with her parents and siblings, and every time she just danced and ate, nothing changed.

And this time, although his parents and siblings are not around, he is not alone with Qin Luo.

What Yereyi said is just an aperitif, and the final staple food is the real "fire rice".

The rice is delicious, but the preparation is complicated. Before the fire, the lamb breastbone is boiled to make a broth. Then take out the boiled breastbone meat, skim a small amount of oil slick from the broth and put it in a vessel, then put minced rice or rice into the pot to boil into a thick porridge, and it is done.

This kind of sacrificial fire rice tastes fragrant and not greasy. Served with yokan soup and eaten in front of the campfire, it is simply a delicacy in the world. Saren has been ingenious since he was a child, and when he was in Chishui, he helped prepare the sacrificial fire, and now he is familiar with it, and he has also attracted a group of Qingyun's female slaves.

"Sister Saren, what are you doing, it's so fragrant." Among them, the slave girls were attracted by the smell of the broth and ran over to watch.

Saren smiled proudly, "This is our Chishui's secret delicacy, I can't say it." ”

"Sister Saren, tell me quickly." The slave girl watched the soup in the pot "gurgling" and tumbling, and she was so hungry that she really wanted to take a sip and taste it.

Saren deliberately sold a pass, and said with a smile: "Do you know the fire festival in Chishui? ”

"Fire Festival?" Several slave girls looked at each other, and one of them said timidly, "Isn't it to sacrifice to the god of fire?" ”

"Pretty much." Saren pointed to the broth, "This soup is used to make sacrificial rice." We are homesick and want to eat a sacrificial fire meal on the twenty-third day of the lunar month. ”

The slave girls suddenly realized that it was Yelekodun who wanted to eat the sacrificial fire. But they also understand that after girls get married, they will miss their mother's family.

After Saren left, the slave girls secretly discussed, "Yelkodun is really pitiful, the khan has been gone for several months, and he has not even returned for the New Year. She was lonely and lonely, no wonder she was homesick. ”

"Yes, since the Khan left, Yele Khatun often went to the Khan's dormitory, and sat there all day. Ah......h This is because Yeleyi is very approachable to her subordinates according to her sister's gentle character, so the female slaves of the Golden Palace like her very much.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Yereyi asked Saren to carry the sacrificial rice, soup, and mare's milk wine, through the secret passage, and go to the stone mountain early to find a secluded place, arrange the wine and food, and light the bonfire.

Ye Leyi looked at the sky, and estimated that when Qin Luo was coming, he asked Saren to go back to the Golden Palace first, and sit by the bonfire by himself, waiting for Qin Luo to come.

Yeleyi sat with her knees folded, looking up at the sky. On a dark moonlit night, there are a few stars printed on it, which makes it more profound and lofty. A roaring bonfire was lit next to her, and the light of the fire shone on Yereyi's side face, adding to her brightness.

When Qin Luo came over, he saw a woman in red sitting next to the bonfire. When Yeleyi is not speaking, she is as quiet as her sister. But as soon as he spoke, it added a playful cuteness.

Although Qin Luo's footsteps were very soft, Ye Leyi still heard it. She turned her head happily and beckoned to Qin Luo.

"It's cool at night." Qin Luo saw that Ye Leyi was still a red dress in winter, so he hurriedly took off his cloak and put it on her.

Ye Leyi is actually not cold at all, she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her body is good. It's Qin Luo, who looks weak and can't help it. However, Ye Leyi still put on Qin Luo's cloak with peace of mind, and felt the body heat in the cloak that had not yet dissipated, and suddenly felt warm in her heart.

"I brought the fire rice and the wine." Ye Leyi opened the cloth bag for heat preservation, she took out the soup bowl, opened the lid, and a smell of meat rushed to her face.

Qin Luo sat down beside Ye Leyi and scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon. Sure enough, it tasted much better than Qingyun's yokan soup.

"And the fire rice." Ye Le brought it to Qin Luo's eyes like a treasure, "You taste the characteristics of our Chishui." ”

Qin Luo sandwiched a piece of meat and took another bite of rice, which was really not greasy or greasy, and there was a smell of meat.

"How?" Yeleyi asked urgently.

Qin Luo nodded, "It's very delicious." ”

Although it was not made by Ye Leyi herself, she was still very happy because it was a dish from her hometown. Of course, Ye Leyi is happy, but she will never come up with such a thing as washing her hands and making soup for her husband.

Like a trick, Yereyi took out two wine bags, "Come, let's have a drink." ”

"Did the sacrificial fire just start eating and drinking?" Qin Luo expressed doubts, "Isn't there a need to worship the God of Fire?" ”

"......" Yeleyi was so excited that she almost forgot about this stubble. She hurriedly said, "I forgot what I wanted." ”

Can you forget this? Qin Luo was even more puzzled about this, could it be that today, Ye Leyi was not here to sacrifice the fire?

In the baggage, Saren loaded Yereyi with nine lamb breastbones for the fire. According to the traditional custom, Yeleyi knelt on the ground, placed the nine lamb breastbones in a wooden plate one after another, and then scooped a small bowl of sacrificial rice and placed it on the wooden plate together.

Qin Luo looked at this ceremony with novelty, and saw Ye Leyi muttering to himself while arranging the sheep's breastbone, not knowing what to pay attention to.

When Yereyi finally made the sacrificial plate, the sacrificial ceremony began. Qin Luo followed Ye Leyi and bowed his head together. Yereyi then threw the lamb's breastbone from the wooden plate into the burning bonfire, then took a handful of earth from the ground and sprinkled it on the flames.

After doing these things, Ye Leyi said to Qin Luo: "The Fire God is about to ascend to the divine realm, and he will sprinkle happiness and light to the world. ”

Although Zi Bu is strange and confused, there is no need for Qin Luo to argue with Ye Leyi, whether there is a god of fire in the world, whether it will bring light and happiness to people. Qin Luo pretended to believe it, nodded and said, "Your fire god will bless Chishui." ”

"Okay, the sacrifice is easy, can we eat now?" Yereyi asked.

Qin Luo picked up the mutton soup, and Ye Leyi grabbed it, "What kind of soup to drink, drink." ”

“…… You say, eat. Qin Luo said.

Yeleyi forcibly defended, "You should still eat, are you really eating?" Drinking, of course. ”

All right. Eating in the Central Plains is actually drinking and socializing, and Qin Luo has not been in the officialdom, so he naturally knows the Tao. So Qin Luo and Ye Leyi each had a wine bag, eating food and drinking at the same time.

"Qin Luo, for our newlywed, cheers."

"Cheers." Qin Luo and Ye Leyi touched the wine sac, then raised their heads and took a sip.

But Ye Leyi was not satisfied, "Qin Luo, how can you follow a girl, drink a lot of wine, even I am not as good." ”

"I gulped it down." Qin Luo has been in Xiangqiang for many years, in addition to the improvement of equestrianism, the amount of alcohol has also increased a lot.

Yereyi shook her head, "You see, I drink more than you. If you don't believe me, come, let's compete to see who finishes a bag of wine first. ”

Why is it that the inexplicable game drinking? Qin Luo looked at the fragrant sacrificial rice, and said that it was good to eat Chishui's characteristics?

Ye Leyi didn't care, pulled Qin Luo and said, "Come, drink, we're done!" ”

Qin Luo raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do, just say it." ”