Linglong Mountain is in Lin'an County, west of Hangzhou, the mountain is not big, but it is very exquisite, probably this is why people call it Linglong Mountain.

Yang Yi led the horse to the mountain alone, the pine and cypress in the mountains are lush, and the winding mountain road is winding and secluded;

Wolong Temple built in the late Tang Dynasty is reflected under the pine and cypress, after two hundred years of ups and downs, the moss on the temple wall is mottled, the residual snow at the temple gate has disappeared, the fallen leaves have not been swept, everywhere gives people a sense of time for a long time.

Yang Yi led the horse to stand at the gate of the temple for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking, the temple was full of cigarette smoke, quiet and deep, and the piano was so beautiful that the red face of the world was in this cold ancient temple, and the yellow roll of the light had spent all these years?

Yang Yi lingered for a long time, and a female nun came out to greet him: "The donor hesitates here, dare to ask why the donor came from?" ”

Yang Yi nodded, tied the horse, and went into the temple to burn a pillar of incense, and then asked, "May I ask the master, is the piano girl here?" ”

The nun replied again: "Amitabha, the monks don't say anything, the girl does practice in my Wolong Temple, but she has never seen outsiders, if the donor comes to visit the girl, then the donor, please go back!" ”

"Trouble the master to help pass a message to the piano girl, just say that Yang Yi wants to see him."

The nun looked up at him unconsciously, obviously, it was not the first time she had heard the name Yang Yi;

She recited the Buddha horn again, bowed her head and said, "I don't know that Master Yang is in front of you, and the poor nun is rude." Bachelor Yang wants to find a piano girl, please go to Wolong Pond when you go out of the temple, if you have a fate, you can meet it. ”

Embark on the winding mountain path again, the mountain road is near the water, the pine needle paves the road, this harsh winter, a mountain cold water is thin in the eye, turn a rock wall, and a string of empty piano sounds faintly come from the wind;

The sound of the piano is the song that Yang Yi once hummed about the blue rain, and in the melodious sound of the piano, the remnants of snow on a pine branch fell, like a human language:

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world, and the dream was cold and tossed a lifetime of love debts, such as your acquiescence, life and death, etc., and so on, and so on.

How many layers of the Futu Pagoda has been broken, and whose soul has been broken? The pain went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed. Let me wait a little longer, history will turn around, wait for the wine to be mellow, and wait for you to play a guzheng.......

Yang Yi stood on the mountain road and looked down, floating on the edge of the pool with thin ice, a pavilion, a piano, and a thin figure, with his back to this side, facing the quiet empty pool and caressing the strings, the cold wind stirred her plain dress, giving people the feeling of being weak and unable to help the wind.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, thousands of families are reunited, but this lonely figure is alone in the cold water of this empty mountain, indifferent to the qin, Yang Yi can hardly bear to look at it anymore.

He walked gently down the mountain road, and as soon as he reached the edge of the pavilion, the people in the pavilion seemed to feel his breath, and the sound of the piano suddenly became chaotic, and then stopped.

She sat like that, not daring to turn around, as if she was afraid that when she turned around, she would see only the shadow of a lonely mountain.

Yang Yi slowly walked to her side and sat down, like a pair of lovers who had made an appointment to wait here in their previous life;

The two sat quietly, Yang Yi hugged her emaciated fragrant shoulders, Qin Cao did not struggle, but the two lines of tears were like pearls with broken threads, puffing straight away.

He gently held the face, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and said softly: "I have begged in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us tie a dusty relationship, the Buddha turned me into a tree, growing on the side of the road you must pass, the sun is cautiously full of flowers, the flowers are the hope of my previous life, when you approach, please listen carefully, the trembling leaves are the enthusiasm of my waiting, and when you finally walk in ignorance, behind you fall to the ground, it is my withered heart......"

Qin Cao listened to the tears and couldn't stop pouring out, Yang Yi helped her wipe her tears, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't cry, I don't know why you avoided me in the first place, I just know that I'm late." ”

"It's only because of the feeling that you look back, which makes me think about the dynasty and the twilight." Qin Cao suddenly said in tears, and then hugged him tightly, crying heartbreakingly, soft intestines.

Who knows how much sadness is contained in these fourteen words, and how much time is wasted?

Yang Yi patted her fragrant shoulder and said, "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, let's go home!" ”

Qin Cao except a piano, nothing else brought, down to Lin'an County, the city is already the sound of firecrackers, everywhere is the joy of the festival, and Linglong Mountain on the lonely comparison, as if two different worlds.

Yang Yi was afraid that she would be thin and would freeze when riding a horse, so he specially went to the county seat to buy her two mink furs, wrapped her head, and then galloped back to Hangzhou.

The family has been waiting for a long time, Qin Cao has lived in the Yang family for a period of time, and he gets along with the Yang family very well, but it is the first time he has met with Thirteen Niang, and he has to turn over the courtesy.

Thirteen Niang treated each other warmly, which made Qin Cao's apprehension a little lighter;

The two of them went to take a hot bath to get rid of the chill on their bodies.

When I returned to the warm hall, the food and wine on the stove were warm, the crane picture was hung high in the hall, and Yang sat on the top with a happy face.

The family gathered around the stove, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner officially began.

The first is to drink Tu Su wine, Tu Su wine its formula is rhubarb, atractylodes, cinnamon branches, parsnip, pepper, aconite, aconite and other traditional Chinese medicine into the wine soaked in, this medicinal wine has the effect of benefiting the temperature and yang, being dispelled by the wind and cold, avoiding the evil of the epidemic, it is rumored to be made by the famous doctor Sun Simiao in the Tang Dynasty;

Every year, Sun Siqiao always gave a packet of medicine to the neighbors, telling Dayou to soak wine with medicine and drink on Chinese New Year's Eve to prevent the plague.

After hundreds of years, drinking Tusu wine has become a custom for the New Year, and every household must drink it.

Ordinary wine is usually drunk by the elders first, but Tusu wine is the opposite, and it is customary for the youngest person in the family to drink it first.

Who else can there be in the youngest of the Yang family, Tie Dan Ya Neibei.

The wine is a little sweet, and the little guy drinks it with relish, but he is not interested in Tusu wine;

Yang fed him with wine with a loving face, this kid's nose was smarter than a dog, as soon as he smelled the choking smell of Tu Su's wine, he immediately closed his small mouth, insisted on not drinking, and a pair of small hands pushed the cup away.

"Ouch, little ancestor! Take a sip and take a sip. Yang coaxed his baby grandson continuously.

Yang Daguan couldn't stand it anymore, and snorted: "Mother, this kid has become a little ancestor, so what am I?" ”

Yang was amused and angry, stopped and said, "You are the great ancestor, right, is my mother still worried about you?" How old is Rui'er, you want to play the strict father? ”

"Mother, I'm a strict father who is a father, so I don't need to pretend, but it's my mother that you are the temporary Buddha."

"What are you talking about, why did your mother become a temporary cramming?"

"Mother, think about it, I usually feed him wine to drink, just to exercise his drinking, but you can't wait to beat me with a broom, okay, you are temporarily cramming, will this kid drink?"

"You're right? You, you, you......" Yang you a few times, I couldn't help laughing, Thirteen Niang They had already held back their stomachs, Yang smiled, all of them laughed with tears in their eyes, even the piano gymnastics who had just arrived home were no exception.

Yang Daguan was a little hungry, and he couldn't put down chopsticks when he saw the dishes on the table, so he enthusiastically suggested: "Mother, drink this Tusu wine, just have a meaning, Rui'er is still young, where can I really drink it, so I wiped a drop of chopsticks on his lips, and he drank it." ”

"That's pretty much it." Yang gladly complied.

"Qing Niang, who should I be?"

Qing Niang was wearing a brand-new coat, and her fluffy collar lined her little face with red protein, she looked left and right, but she was still disappointed, so she had to stick out her little tongue, took Tu Su wine and drank it all, and then poured a glass lightly, and under the urging of Yang Daguan, she drank it one by one, and finally began to eat.

Qin Cao was still a little unable to let go, Thirteen Niang first took the food for him, and she hurriedly got up to thank him;

Yang Yi gently pressed her shoulder and said, "Qin'er, do you know what home is?" Home is not a house, but a kind of family affection, the family comes and goes politely, and the family affection is discussed. If you don't want to go, you can help Shi Niang to take back a piece, preferably a chicken butt, Thirteen Niang likes to eat this the most. ”

Thirteen Niang and him each sit on the Yang side, the Yang family is like a military buffer zone, with her, safe! What orchid fingers, embroidery needles, are all floating clouds!

The family had a lively Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and then had to observe the New Year.

The north wind was blowing outside the door, and it was not easy to keep the New Year on such a cold night.

Everyone first played guessing, a copper coin rotated on the table, and everyone was quickly dazzled when they turned around, and then played the pitcher, Li Xiangxian's skills were the best, and they were about to go bankrupt when they won Qing Niang.

"Brother Yang, can you tell you a story?" Qing Niang had the worst pot throwing skills and was the first to surrender.

"Okay, then I'll talk about it, and come closer." Yang Daguan obviously has ulterior motives.

However, as soon as he saw Thirteen Niang's graceful smile and remembered that the 'chicken ass incident' just now was still unresolved, Yang Daguan immediately realized that it was a big mistake to let them come around;

So he hurriedly added: "Okay, just sit around the fire, let's talk, talk about a cold winter day, the sky is about to get dark, and there is only a faint gray shadow left in the mountains in the distance, the north wind is blowing, and there is goose feather snow floating in the sky;

There was a man walking on the road, walking! Let's go!

At last I saw a few huts in front of me, and the roof was covered with snow, and the house was full of orange lights, and a yellow dog heard the footsteps, and rushed to the door of the wood and barked vigorously......"

"Brother Yang, what you said is clearly Liu Changqing's snow stay in Furong Mountain." Qing Niang interrupted him in a coquettish voice, and then groaned softly. "The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold. Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night. ”

Thirteen Niang They only then realized that they had fallen into the hands of Yang Daguan, who had not read this poem, and used you to talk about it, they did not follow, Yang Daguan saw that the public was angry, and hurriedly surrendered.

"This time, I'll change it for everyone, okay?"

"Official, speak quickly!" Thirteen Niang's smile became more and more gentle.

"Okay, well, I'll tell you, talk about a cold winter day....... hiss! Lady, this time it's really a story, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, it's just that there are occasional similarities at the beginning. ”

Thirteen Niang smiled gently, gently withdrew the orchid finger and said, "That's not a concubine, the official continued." ”

"Say a ...... It's really just the first sentence that is the same. Yang Daguan was not at ease, and emphasized again.

After the results were effective, he continued, "Talking on a cold winter day, there is goose feathers and snow in the sky...... Lady, calm down! Calm! Seeing that it was getting dark, two porcupines in the wilderness, cold and hungry, went to a sheltered place and wanted to spend the night;

Two porcupines met, so they wanted to squeeze together to keep warm, but if they squeezed too tightly, they would be stabbed by each other's thorns, and they couldn't play a role in warming each other when they were far away. ”

Thirteen Niang, Li Xiangxian, Qin Cao, and Qing Niang couldn't help but bow their heads and think deeply, and seemed to slowly understand something, how can people get along with each other, how is it not like this, and they need a proper distance.

"You don't have to think about it, this bachelor is here to tell you, so call, these two porcupines...... I hugged it and fell asleep, because there was no thorn under the porcupine's belly! ”

When a few beauties who were still thinking deeply heard this, their faces immediately blushed and their ears reddened, and they waved their slender ten fingers and pounced on him......

(To be continued)