Soon, duckweed smelled of roast chicken. I don't know how to catch several large carp. Xiaowa took it happily and said to duckweed: "Sister, come here, let's grill fish together." ”

The duckweed jumped down lightly, her clothes unconsciously carrying some wind, and she smiled from the corner of her eye: "We haven't eaten grilled fish in months." The fish caught by the bird is also very delicious. ”

"It's just that I'm not good-looking, and the fish I want to catch are ugly. The owner ate this fish, I am afraid that it will affect the appearance of the owner. Xuanniao said still very unhappily.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to be ugly. Don't be so stingy. The duckweed pierced a fish with a branch, roasted it on the fire, and continued to laugh and say, "Xuanniao, the scenery here is excellent, do you want to dance to help the fun?"

Xuanniao blushed, and still said a little angrily: "I'm not in a good mood today, don't dance." Besides, has the master forgotten that I don't drink but I don't dance. ”

Duckweed sighed and said with a smile: "It's a pity, we didn't even bring wine, and it's a pity that we can't enjoy the dance of the Xuanniao." ”

A gust of wind blew by, and the little baby felt a little cold, and leaned closer to the fire and duckweed.

The cuckoo chirped, and suddenly in the distance, from somewhere in the pond, came a crisp sentence: "I have hidden a lot of fine wine this year, and if you don't dislike it, you can go to the depths of the pond to get it." ”

Xiaowa was startled by this sudden voice, "ah", quickly hid in the arms of duckweed, and asked tremblingly: "Sister, you lie to me again, aren't you, didn't you say that there are no ghosts in this grove?"

Duckweed touched the little baby's head comfortingly, and said with a smile: "It's not a ghost in the first place." This is not a ghost, the little baby doesn't really want to see fireflies, this is the autumn firefly, the little baby doesn't have to be afraid. ”

The little baby poked out her little head, looked at the empty pond, "Huh?" and said, "What is the autumn firefly? ”

"I'm here. The crisp voice continued, only this time the voice came from the corner of the baby's clothes.

The little baby looked down and saw a small insect lying on top of her light purple clothes, and there was a faint light on her tail.

"Fireflies. The little baby said happily, gently teasing the firefly with her fingertips.

I heard the firefly say again: "I'm really disturbing you, your grilled fish and roast chicken are so delicious." In my sleep, I smelled it, and I was so hungry that I couldn't help it. I just heard you lament that there is no wine, and I think it would be wonderful if this thing was paired with good wine. ”

"Brother Hotaru doesn't have to be polite. Xuanniao looked at this little firefly, there seemed to be some sympathy in his eyes, and introduced, "My name is Xuanniao, this is my master, duckweed, this is our follower, Xiaowa." I don't know what Brother Hotaru is called?"

The little firefly replied crisply, "My name is Weishi, and I am a firefly." Thank you for not being afraid of me, and for talking to me. There were so few people in the grove that I tried to talk to them, but I always tried to frighten them. ”

The voice of the future seemed to be very aggrieved, and the light on the tail dimmed a little.

Duckweed smiled and asked: "It's autumn now, I used to read in books that you fireflies only have a year's lifespan, come out in the summer to find your lifelong partner, and in the autumn you should return to the fireflies to live for a lifetime." However, now that it's autumn, why hasn't Weishi returned to the firefly land?"

The small firefly flew around in the air, transforming into a young boy, but the whole person was a little ethereal, and through the body of the young man in white, he could still see the leaves behind him. His body glowed faintly and he looked sickly.

Although Weishi is a teenager, his voice is very immature. With sad eyes, he explained sadly, "Because I didn't find my beloved other firefly, I wanted to wait." ”

"But in autumn, there are very few fireflies. You are a firefly with some spiritual power, and when you return to the camp, you may be able to survive until the beginning of spring next year, but if you are in the human world, you may not even survive autumn. Duckweed frowned, looking at the ethereal voice in front of her, a little distressed, and couldn't help but persuade.

"It doesn't matter. The young man in white spoke softly and smiled gently, "I'm out of the way." I've met a lot of fireflies this summer, but none of them have just touched my heart. I was sad, and every time I was sad, I started making wine. In this way, a lot of brewing is brewed day by day. I wanted to give it to the other fireflies, but they were so busy talking about love that no fireflies would pay attention to me. Those humans are afraid of me again, and it is autumn, and I can't finish all this wine. Hey, these days, why is life so difficult. As he spoke, he became depressed again.

"It's okay, the world is pure and kind-hearted, and you will definitely be able to meet your beloved fireflies. If you share the wine with us, you can also eat my fish and chicken. Of course, even if you don't want to share your wine, you can eat it with us. Genniao said as he handed the grilled fish in his hand to Miyo.

When he heard Xuanniao say this, he unceremoniously took the grilled fish, took a big bite, and sighed with tears: "It's so delicious, I've never eaten such delicious fish." ”

As he spoke, he turned back into a firefly and flew towards the pond. After flying around a place for a while, he turned into a man in white again, as if he was digging something.

The cuckoos chirped in the forest, and after a while, Weishi returned to the shore with four large jars of fine wine.

"So much," duckweed said happily, opened one of the jars and sniffed it, praising it, "It's so fragrant, and the wine made by a creature with great aura is really a must." It's a shame they don't drink it. ”

As she spoke, she leaned over to the mouth of the jar and gulped it down.

Xiaowa hesitated a little and said: "I shouldn't be able to drink so much, it seems too wasteful to drink directly." ”

"It's okay, I'll help you drink if the little baby can't finish drinking. It won't be wasted. Xuanniao said happily as he drank his wine.

In a small forest in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Bianjing City, a person, a demon, an immortal, and a firefly are drinking wine and eating meat, so happy.

After a while, with the chirping of a phoenix, a huge bird danced, its clothes fluttering, full of charm.

Until the evening they fell into a deep sleep.

No one knows except the cuckoo in the mountains.

On the day of the great heat, the rotten grass is firefly, the soil moistens the heat on the next five days, and the heavy rain on the next five days. When the rotting grass turns into fireflies in the summer, they begin their journey to find their other half.