On August 15, the clouds covered the moon, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky was really foggy.

However, such weather does not seem to affect people's holiday mood at all. In the streets and alleys, there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.

Adults pushed wheelbarrows with freshly made mooncakes on them, and children followed the carts, eating mooncakes in their hands and walking and eating.

But the minds of children can never seem to be understood by adults. Some of the children were stuffed with mooncakes in their mouths, but they shouted for their families to buy beautiful noodles on the roadside.

Adults naturally do not conform to children's ideas, in this era of filial piety, children's naughtiness, often attract not sweet noodles, but the parents' slap as big as moon cakes.

So, on this street, there is another voice.

The cries of pawn vendors, the sound of children playing, and the sounds of crying. In the roadside teahouse, the storytellers and the clanging sound of percussion converged into the lively atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

When he got up this morning, Lu Heng took Liu Qingqing to the street.

The uncle and sister-in-law walked slowly on the street. Look at the lively scene around you and listen to all kinds of sounds. Occasionally, Lu Heng would say some jokes that Liu Qingqing had never heard before, which made her want to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Then, Liu Qingqing would occasionally laugh softly, and the charming demeanor of the country and the city that was unintentionally swayed attracted passers-by to stop and peek.

So, as there were more and more people, Lu Heng couldn't stand the naked and strange eyes of these people. Gritting his teeth in his heart, he reached out to pull Liu Qingqing's sleeve, ready to rush away from the crowd with her.

Maybe he didn't pay attention, this time Lu Heng didn't pull her sleeve, but touched the other party's slender jade hand for the first time.

The palm of the hand is as delicate as milk, and there is a slight cooling sensation. Even at that moment, Lu Heng could feel the sweat of the other party's hands oozing out of nervousness.

However, it must not be let go at this time. Mistakes are mistakes, and sometimes it's definitely a clever move.

Lu Heng pretended not to know anything and took the woman's little hand. Pushing away the block in front of him, a talented man who was scratching the wind to the extreme, was shaking a folding fan, and had a silver smile on his face, and walked away in a serious way.

When the two of them came to a place where there were few people, Liu Qingqing blushed and wanted to break free, but found that his uncle was still looking around like a goose.

"Let it go!" As if afraid of being heard, the woman lowered her voice with anger in her tone. Raising his head, his beautiful eyes glared at Lu Heng, and he said in a coquettish voice. At this time, her beautiful face was as rosy as an autumn cherry. The look flowing between the beautiful eyes made Lu Heng's heart tremble.

"Oh, huh? Hehe! Lu Heng's face did not change, he smiled, and let go of his hand.

"I was in a hurry just now! I have no choice, hehe! Lu Heng looked at the woman with a sincere face and said with a smile.

The woman blushed and glared at him fiercely. Then he lowered his head, bit his lip, and turned to walk forward.

Behind him, Lu Heng looked at the beautiful figure of the woman in front of him with a faint smile on his face. Uh, then, he seemed to be smiling a lot.

However, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a conspiracy has succeeded.

Lu Heng groped his chin, smiled, then raised his foot and followed.

At this time, the fog in the sky finally dissipated, and the sun passed through the clouds, sprinkling the first bright rays of sunlight on the earth.

When I went to the street today, I was going to buy some mooncakes and fruits.

In his previous life, Lu Heng liked to eat moon cakes. Not only do I eat it during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I also buy some during the New Year. Not to mention overtime in normal days.

Well, but now that I think about it, the quality of the mooncakes in my previous life was really good. From Mid-Autumn Festival to Chinese New Year's Eve, it has never been bad. What a workmanship!

At this time, the process of making moon cakes is already very good. In particular, the mooncakes in the Jiangnan area are the most famous. Every year, a large number of Suzhou-style mooncakes are transported to the Tokyo Imperial Palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival and are used as tribute.

Suzhou-style moon cakes are called so by outsiders, and in the Jiangning generation, people often call them "crispy moon cakes" because of their crispy and delicious moon cakes. Suzhou-style moon cakes are characterized by crispy, crispy, and layers of crispy stacks, heavy oil but not greasy, sweet and salty.

Not only outsiders like to eat it, but even locals are fond of this delicacy.

Walking into one of the most famous local workshops and seeing a dazzling array of fancy moon cakes, Lu Heng nodded with satisfaction.

Liu Qingqing held a bamboo basket on her arm, stood aside, her slender jade fingers gently supported her chin, and looked at the various mooncakes on the shelves around her. Then when I looked back at Lu Heng, who was smiling and bargaining with the boss, my heart was sweet.

And the boss with a small hat on his head looked at Lu Heng's old robe, and then looked at the fairy daughter who was holding a bamboo basket on the side, looking at it with a smile. I naturally thought that this was a newlywed couple. Uh, and it's a small couple with a not-so-good family.

The boss can live here for a long time in the land of dragons and snakes in the west of the city, and naturally has his own set of means. However, he has seen it today, what it means to have a mountain outside the mountain. I really can't survive Lu Heng's kraft candy-like bargaining methods. In the end, he was defeated and retreated, and was smoothly led into the ditch by Lu Heng.

In the end, when this hateful scholar moved his nearly ten catties of osmanthus mooncakes at a very low price, the boss suddenly realized.

Looking at the empty shelves, and then looking at the pitiful one or two pieces of silver in his hand, the boss was stunned.

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Along the way, Liu Qingqing beside him lowered his head and walked quietly.

It's just that her slightly trembling body shows that she is snickering at this time.

Lu Heng stopped and asked with a smile: "What are you laughing at, it's all the way!" ”

Liu Qingqing raised her head, smiling like bright sunshine, and looked at Lu Heng. Seeing the basket full of moon cakes on Lu Heng's arm, he smiled and said coquettishly: "If my uncle goes to business, he must be a businessman!" ”

Lu Heng shook his head with a wry smile, then raised the basket in his hand and said, "You can't blame me for this, you see that shopkeeper, obviously slaughtered me as a wronged boss." I can't be the meat on the chopping board, let him slaughter it, right? ”

Then I saw Liu Qingqing nodding with a smile, and then stubbornly made a conclusion to Lu Heng: "So, the concubine said that the uncle must be a businessman!" ”

Uh, just because of this package of mooncakes?

Lu Heng was speechless in his heart.

However, when I think about it, I did business planning for a long time before doing military planning in my previous life. It seems that at that time, he was really an out-and-out annihilator.

Hey, there's no way around it. The caste of the profession determines one's professional style.

Other customers spend a lot of money to let you plan for other companies. You can't turn someone's company's annual plan into a charity meeting.

As a result, all kinds of yin tricks, stumbling blocks, yang and yin violations. Light descends and darkness rises. It all came out of my head and ended up on paper.

In the future, the huge business strategy began to lay out the market. And the customers and consumers who are in it don't know anything. Still happily spending money to buy cheap goods whose prices are falling and rising.

However, he is just a person who comes up with ideas. Those bosses made money and didn't give themselves points. This, the name of the annihilator, I really can't afford it.

Seeing Lu Heng's depressed face, Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and walked towards the front in the dazzling sunlight. The breeze on the river blew, and the woman's light blue floral dress moved with the wind. Like a butterfly wearing flowers, it is charming and smart.

laughing all the way, Lu Heng walked all the way, telling Liu Qingqing a different story of Hou Yi and Chang'e all the way.

When Lu Heng said that Chang'e left Houyi and flew to the Moon Palace alone, Liu Qingqing's expression was tight, looking at Lu Heng. Waiting for an ending that no longer seems to exist.

"And then?" Liu Qingqing stopped and asked softly.

"Well, then, it seems like there is no then!" Lu Heng scratched his head and said with a smile.

"It's boring!" Liu Qingqing's expression darkened, and he whispered softly, and continued to move forward.

Okay, okay. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the reunion of thousands of families. It seems that the ending of this story is really not good.

Looking at Liu Qingqing, who was silently walking in front, Lu Heng smiled, and then quickened his pace to catch up.

So, a perfect ending fabricated out of thin air drew a very happy ending to this poignant love that has been passed down through the ages.

In this way, five thousand years later, Hou Yi's reincarnation. After a battle of wits and courage with the Emperor, he finally defeated the Emperor. A person, in the silence of the night, murderous, uh, no, it's tenderness, cough cough, it doesn't seem to be. It's exciting, yes. Hou Yi was reincarnated, and in the silent night, he stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and stepped on the cold and deserted Moon Palace. I happened to meet the fairy Chang'e who was sitting in the jade of Qionglou, singing alone. The two looked at each other and smiled, and thousands of years of longing turned into a warm friendship at this moment! ”

In a short period of time, Lu Heng racked his brains and made up such a story that sounded good.

After finishing speaking, he let out a long breath, turned his head to look at Liu Qingqing, who was quietly listening to the story, and said, "Well, that's how it ends." In the end, the two of them have lovers and finally become married! ”

Liu Qingqing's beautiful eyes had a warm smile in them, looking at Lu Heng who was secretly wiping his sweat, and smiled lightly.

She actually knew that the story would end when Hou Yi and Chang'e separated. The next series of stories should have been made up by the uncle himself.

But it's really nice!

The woman smiled lightly, and the lotus step moved lightly, walking forward.

Phew, it's finally over!

Lu Heng, who realized it later, wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head with a smile.

The afternoon sun pours down from the clear blue night sky. The cool autumn breeze blows the weeping willows by the river. Slightly yellowed wicker, moving with the wind. Make a rustling sound.

On the surface of the river, the river water wrinkled by the wind is wrinkled. In the light of the sun, the waves are sparkling.

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