Chapter 3 Shangyuan Lantern Festival encounters a mysterious uncle
Shangyuan Lantern Festival met the mysterious uncle Chu Qiao walked on the street, leading a horse, wearing a thick cloak with mink, surrounded by a happy crowd, with colorful lanterns and bright clothes, and children running back and forth with lanterns. He put the horse fence in his hand and walked away.
Looking at the very delicate lanterns in people's hands, there are different shapes, there are long dragons, lions, tigers, goats, horses, dogs, birthday stars, lotuses, and cute rabbits.
There are fireworks in the sky, the whole street is filled with a strong aroma of wine, the street vendors are still hawking, there are rows of lantern riddles on both sides, and on the ice rink in the distance, there are people driving dry boat lanterns dancing in the New Year's dance, jubilant.
Chu Qiao walked to the stall selling lanterns, walked around, and when he saw the rabbit lanterns, his expression was slightly shocked, and he remembered that year when he enjoyed the Yuan Lantern Festival with Yu Wenyue. When passing by the lantern stall, he felt that the rabbit lantern was cute and interesting, so he picked it up and handed it to me, and then he took the silver from the vendor and bought the rabbit lamp in his hand, the rabbit lantern was very delicate, the whole body was snow-white, and a pair of eyes were red, Chu Qiao stretched out his finger and lightly tapped it on the rabbit's mouth, and a small pink tongue suddenly stretched out, which was very cute. At this moment, he suddenly let out a chuckle.
Just like now, he lightly touched the rabbit's mouth with his hand, and a small pink tongue suddenly stretched out, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. It's a pity that there is no longer that figure around.
So many people passed by Chu Qiao, no one stopped to look at her, people held hands, husbands held wives, wives hugged children, etc... On this festive day, they walked out of the house and came to the lively street, smiling and celebrating this rare festival.
Looking at the lantern riddles on both sides, the crowd watched, there were three or five people huddled together, talking to each other, and two people holding their children and teasing. There are also literati who seem to be quite scholarly, shaking their fans and clapping their palms rhythmically, as if they want to find out the answer to the mystery.
Chu Qiao walked forward and looked at the lantern close to him with his eyes, and the riddle was:
At the end of the year, there is no shortage of fish and rice - type
"Sister-in-law, guess the lantern riddle. My riddle looks simple, but many people don't know how to do it. Did the sister-in-law guess? ”
Chu Qiao heard this familiar conversation, as if she had returned to the scene of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival in Chang'an that year, and Yu Wenyue took her to guess the lantern riddles.
"I think I guessed it, the answer to this riddle is a scale. The scales of fish scales," Chu Qiao said.
"This sister-in-law is terrible, and she guessed it right at once. You can go to the place next to you to receive the jackpot. The boss who came out of the riddle said with a kind smile.
After walking for a long time, I suddenly smelled a very fragrant wine fragrance, which tasted like a plum tree standing proudly in the snow, fresh and elegant, and the fragrance was special. Chu Qiaoxun walked into Xiaoyuan, a grass hut with earthen walls, and asked aloud by the door, "Is there anyone?" ”
"When does the night and the moon come?
I'll stop and ask for a glass today.
People can't get the moon when they climb it.
The moon travels with people. ”
I only heard a poem about drinking and asking the moon, and the sound was like drunkenness.
"Little girl, but you are looking for the fragrance of wine and come to beg for wine?"
"Sir, don't be surprised, I came here looking for the fragrant aroma of wine, hoping to ask Mr. for a glass of this special aroma of wine." Chu Qiao replied respectfully with his fists clenched.
"You're welcome, little girl, please come in."
Pushing the door in, I saw an elderly uncle sitting next to a stone table in the small courtyard of the square, and after a closer look, Chu Qiao found that this uncle was not simple, it looked like he was going to be blown down by a gust of wind, but the actual internal force was not weak.