Love is a double-edged sword, it can give people happiness and pain. Those who are bathed in the spring breeze of love, drunk and dreaming of death, and feel that love is out of reach or frustrated, it is heartbreaking.

After getting along for a few months, Wei Shihao felt that Mo Qinglian was not as impersonal as she had just met, she was just a knife-mouthed tofu heart, but the two had always maintained the habit of lifting each other's bars, and the more they lifted, the most intimate relationship between the two.

As time passed, the ambush at Menliang Mountain faded, but the treasure hunt continued. However, Wei Shihao felt that the time had not come, so he never told her about the mysterious cave.

After nearly a year of getting along and getting to know each other, Mo Qinglian found that she had deeply loved her enemy, but for the sake of face, she didn't dare to throw the hydrangea she embroidered to the other party.

One day, Mo Qinglian sat on the edge of the bed, took out the hydrangea from under the embroidery pillow, looked at it for a while, and then clinged to her chest, recalling the bits and pieces of working with Wei Shihao, thinking of being attacked on her chest when she met for the first time, and he pressed her under him in order to save her......

Mo Qinglian herself felt shy, and suddenly Caixia appeared on her pink little egg's face, and thought: "Oh, I'm ashamed, why do you always think about those unbearable pictures?" ”

She embarrassedly grabbed the hydrangea and covered her face, feeling happy in her heart.

At this moment, Yueyue walked into her room, walked over with a smile and asked, "Miss, are you thinking about spring again?" This hydrangea has been embroidered for several months, why haven't you sent it yet? ”

"Oops, I hate it! Who's thinking about him? Mo Qinglian was in a hurry, so she didn't admit herself, and said with a red face.

"I don't want to, look at your little face, it's all red!" Yueyue dangled in front of her eyes and said, "Make a move when it's time to make a move, don't wait for him to catch someone else's hydrangea, empty regrets!" ”

"How dare he?" In fact, Mo Qinglian knew that Wei Shihao and Mo Man had a hot fight, and the latter seemed to care about her feelings and sometimes behaved tepidly. She was very pleased with that.

Regarding the matter between Wei Shihao and the two of them, Mo Qinglian communicated with Mo Man, and the two said that they would compete fairly, and when the song was held on March 3 next year, the two hydrangeas would be thrown at him at the same time, and whoever he picked up would be whom.

"I can see that Master Mo's hydrangea is almost ready! What if...... What about Master Mo's first move? The consequences are unimaginable. ”

"No way, Master Mo is not that kind of person."

"I'm talking about what if."

"What are you talking about? My dignified daughter of Nandan Toast, I have to wait until March 3 next year to throw hydrangeas! Throw it to him now, what is it like? ”

The third day of March of the lunar calendar every year is the birthday of the ancestor of the Zhuang people, Bu Luotuo, which is the grandest festival of the year for the Zhuang people. On this day, young men and women of the Zhuang nationality gather in the streets to sing and dance, which is the best time for men and women to fall in love.

Yueyue thought about it, Mo Qinglian chose to confess to her lover on the grandest festival, which was also very correct. When the lover catches the hydrangea, thousands of pairs of eyes gather together, how enviable and happy it is at this moment!

By the autumn of next year, Yueyue's virtual age will also be seventeen, thinking of the person she has a crush on, and she doesn't dare to confess, in addition to envying Mo Qinglian and Mo Man for having the courage to communicate and compete fairly, she feels a little sad in her heart.

Mo Qinglian saw her thoughts, so she asked, "Yueyue, I found out that you are also secretly embroidering hydrangeas, who is that person?" ”

Yueyue said shyly: "Miss, people are embroidering and playing, how can there be?" ”

Yueyue has been working in the kitchen with Li Maozi for a long time, and she has deceived others but has not escaped Mo Qinglian's eyes.

"Hehe, your little eyes, do you think Miss Ben can't see it? Our Zhuang sisters dare to love and hate, and if they fall in love, they will speak out boldly! Do you dare to bring it up and compete fairly with Second Sister Wei? ”

"Oops...... Miss...... It's all shameful, don't blame it. I'm still your maid, how dare you think about it? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, if you like it and he is willing to have a relationship with you, I will give you a matchmaker and prepare a dowry for you."

"No, no! It's good that we both know about this, don't let anyone else know, it's shameful. What's more, I think Li Maozai and the second sister are quite compatible. Yueyue said with a red face.

"Hehe, I said it was the point, right? You see, your face is red. ”

"Oh, what's this? I just said that you are about you, why did it come to me again? ”

When the two girls talked about men, they spent a whole morning in the room talking nonsense before they would go downstairs.

Although Jingliu is located in the hinterland of central Gui, it is located in the alpine mountainous area, after winter, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and the humidity is heavy, and the air from the mouth in the morning becomes white mist, and the grass and fields outside are covered with a thick layer of ice, which is particularly cold.

Approaching the Spring Festival, in case of accidents, Mo Qinglian no longer had to be responsible, and temporarily gave up the idea of going to the mountains to hunt for treasures. At the same time, she also gave the workers in the workshop a holiday in batches and went home to buy New Year's goods.

However, those who work long hours in the landlord's house cannot rest the rest of the time except for the Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, let alone go home to do New Year's goods.

In this regard, everyone was very happy and thought that she was a great good person.

On that day, Mo Man and the two entourage, after receiving Mo Qinglian's leave, packed up their salutes, got into the carriage and prepared to go home.

On the occasion of separation, Mo Qinglian, Wei Shihao, Xie Yingjun and others all rode horses and sent them to the Oudong polder more than ten miles away before waving goodbye.

Looking at the background of the carriage gradually moving away, a touch of parting sadness passed through Wei Shihao's heart, and the song suddenly rose, so he sang:

Oops......

The carriage creaked and carried the sister away,

Brother stopped and was sad.

I don't know when we'll see each other again,

Count your fingers night after night.

Wei Shihao's mountain song was like a warm current into Mo Man's heart, but the love was obvious, which made her smile shyly, and her white jade teeth gently bit her pink lower lip, which was extremely charming.

However, this mountain song was like a sharp knife, stabbing Mo Qinglian, and she couldn't help but pout her vinegary cherry mouth in pain. When Guangxi Mountain Song conveys love, it is inevitable to use exaggerated techniques, so she is only jealous, and she does not dare to damage him.

After Mo Man calmed down the mood of Chun*'s heart, a mountain song immediately appeared in his mind:

Thank you very much......

Thank you for coming!

Autumn goes to winter to the nest of the bird,

Come back next spring.

This song uses the natural law of sparrows returning to their nests for the winter, which is a metaphor for the common feelings of people who go home for the New Year to reunite with their parents, and it is just right; At the same time, he also told the other party that after the Chinese New Year, the weather returned to warm, and when the sparrows came out of the nest, it was the time for them to return to Jingliu. Combined with the scene at the time and the other party's song, this song is quite good.

However, just as he was about to speak, Mo Man had noticed Mo Qinglian's mood change, so he immediately changed his mind and blurted out:

Brother is worried, Brother is worried,

Usually the spring heart fills the building.

Next year, Gewei will take a walk,

Pick up hydrangeas with a basket on your back.

This song is a loss song, on the surface, Mo Man did not accept Wei Shihao's love, and sarcastically mocked him as a big carrot, which made Mo Qinglian can't help laughing when she listens to it.

Wei Shihao was obviously kicked hard by Shou Shange, and at the same time, the dream of parting was also awakened. He couldn't figure it out, usually the two were intimate, and they almost established a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, and when they parted, when he sincerely expressed his emotions through mountain songs, the other party used mountain songs to tease him.

He looked at Mo Qinglian who was smiling so happily beside him, and he probably understood the other party's thoughts.

After Mo Qinglian saw him a little embarrassed, she teased him:

Laugh a lot, grin, laugh a lot,

Mountain songs sing big turnips.

Next year's Gewei sister supervision,

See how many baskets of hydrangeas you pick up?

The song was concise and to the point, and it cooperated perfectly with Morman's song, which made Xie Yingjun giggle on the side. In the past, he only listened to mountain songs and did not want to learn them, but now after learning them for a few months, he feels that they are becoming more and more interesting. When using mountain songs to flirt and scold, you can avoid embarrassment; When using mountain songs to hurt people, it can make people feel ashamed; When scolding people with mountain songs, they don't have a dirty word, but they can enter the wood for three points, making people incomplete......

"Wonderful, our Zhuang family's mountain songs are broad and profound! Even scares people so artistically, Xie feels that he is late in learning songs, and he should have learned mountain songs in the early years. Xie Yingqun said.

"Go, go, go! The two of them are one of me, and you don't help me, but talk about the truth. Wei Shihao said.

"Hehe, Brother Wei, Xie is not talented, even if the two of us are united, it is not right, right? In my opinion, Master Mo has gone away, and we should go back too. Xie Yingjun said.

The carriage had indeed gone far away while speaking, even if Wei Shihao was only singing for eight buckets, it was not interesting to sing again, so the three of them turned their horses around and went home.