Dancing Pavilion.

In the courtyard, Aunt Qian never stopped.

Instead, he was directing a group of maidservants to tie weeds and firewood into long strips, as thick as two arms of an adult, half a foot long, and a pointed end, which was placed on the ground like a stout long snake.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the long snake on the ground.

The people of the Dayuan Dynasty, the farming households who are busy with the fields, every year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, will tie this long snake-like thing, called hemp strings.

The Zhuang family depends on the sky for food.

This hemp string is to pray for blessings, ordinary people have a few strong boys in the house, then tie a few, and in the evening they are lit, so that the children go out, carry them in their own fields and run around, it is said that the whole year will be harvested.

This is called fried hemp skewers, which can be regarded as a good wish for the villagers, looking forward to the new year, the wind and rain, the harvest of grains, and the family's life can be better.

reminds Yan Huan of more than ten years ago.

Aunt Qian had only been married to him for a few years, and she was not an aunt at that time, and she was still young at that time.

Aunt Qian is tied every year.

Every year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she will tie two hemp skewers, one large and one small.

The big one is Yan Huan's, and the small one is naturally Yunting's, lighting the hemp skewers, and Yan Huan took his son to run around his own field.

Yunting loves to play with fire when he is young, and every day when he fries hemp skewers on the fifteenth day of the first month, he is extremely happy, and he always waits for the dark.

Seeing that her son was happy, Aunt Qian gave him tricks every year.

I never thought that after so many years, Aunt Qian had never lost this habit.

"Now in this imperial capital, there is no field to fry hemp skewers for you, and you still have such a big one?" Yan Huan smiled and walked in.

"Yilang?" When Aunt Qian saw him, she greeted him with surprise and joy: "Why are you here?" ”

"Why, can't I come to your place?" Yan Huan asked her with a smile.

"That's what I mean." Aunt Qian hurriedly explained: "Today, on the fifteenth day, Yilang should accompany the eldest lady." ”

"It's still early at this moment, and I have nothing to do to go out for a walk." Yan Huan coughed lightly.

"It's cold outside, let's talk about it when we come inside!" Aunt Qian hurriedly said.

looked at Yan Huan's concerned eyes, and his heart warmed: "Don't get in the way, you can stand it, I can't stand it."

Besides, it's already spring, and it's not cold. ”

"Then I'll tell the maidservant to get a soup woman." Aunt Qian said busily.

"No need." waved Yan Huan and looked at the hemp skewers on the ground: "You pierce this, where are you going to blow it?" ”

"There's nowhere to go." Aunt Qian smiled: "Jiao'er is running around in the yard." ”

"For Jiao'er?" Yan Huan was a little surprised: "I thought you were for Shao Shao." ”

"Shao Shao didn't like to blow up for a long time, and since that year, ......" Aunt Qian stopped talking when she said this.

I was secretly annoyed in my heart, I really didn't open which pot to mention.

How can you not understand Yan Huan?

After listening to half of the sentence, he understood that since he married Lian Yanru, Yun Ting was reluctant to fry hemp skewers, thinking that he didn't want to think of the days when he fried hemp skewers with him in the past.

Since then, the son has never called him "father" again.

"It's that I can't stop you." walked Yan Huan over, held her hand, and couldn't help frowning: "Why are your hands so cold, come in." ”

"You and I have something to live with." Aunt Qian lowered her head and smiled, and followed him inside: "I am willing to do it by myself, but Jiao'er suffers with me." ”

"It's me who is not good." Yan Huan sighed.

Over the years, he has also been on the rise, and his family can also be said to be a group of wives and concubines, but the person he likes the most in his heart is still Qian Fangguan, and the person who can't live the most is also her.

"Yilang don't want to say that." Aunt Qian patted his heart: "It's been many years, and it's still been mentioned." ”

"Hmm."

The two approached the room and sat next to each other on the edge of the bed.

lit the candle flame and stared at Aunt Qian for a long time.

"What is Yilang doing looking at me?" Aunt Qian was a little uncomfortable by him, and her face was slightly red.

"I see, you seem to be looking a lot better." Bring Yan Huan back to Shinto.

He just looked at Aunt Qian and remembered when they got married.

It's been more than ten years, and Aunt Qian doesn't seem to have changed much, she is still the same as before, but she has more mature charm between Gu Pan, not as shy and timid as she was back then.

"Isn't this the beginning of spring?" Aunt Qian combed her sideburns: "After the winter, my body is much better." ”

"Take care of it, and it will get better and better every year." Yan Huan looked at her and said.

"I think so." Aunt Qian said with a smile.

"I'm tired." Leaned Yan Huan against the head of the bed.

Aunt Qian was a little anxious: "If you are tired, go back to the main courtyard quickly, this is half a month, you should rest there." ”

"I'm not going." kicked Yan Huan off his shoes: "Tell them to get some hot water, you wash your feet with me, you haven't washed my feet with me for a long time." ”

Aunt Qian washed her feet very comfortably, and she washed Yan Huan drowsy almost every time.

"That's not right." Aunt Qian said cautiously: "You come tomorrow, it's really not good to stay today." ”

Yan Huan didn't know how powerful Yan Ru was, but she knew a little bit about it.

Yun Jiao supported this courtyard, cautiously, it was not easy, if she provoked Lian Yanru's bad luck again, wouldn't that make Yun Jiao unhappy?

She is fearless herself, but she hopes that her two children will be good, especially Yun Jiao, she is a daughter, unlike Shao Shao, who can't do anything.

She couldn't just think about herself.

"Wash it for me." Seeing that she was unwilling, Yan Huan said, "It's washed, I'll go to the main courtyard again, okay?" ”

"It's fine." Aunt Qian thought about it and said so, if she urged him to go again, he was afraid that he would not be happy, so he should go.

"Kikyo!" Aunt Qian went outside and instructed the maidservant: "Fetch some hot water." ”

It didn't take long for the hot water to come in.

Lay Yan Huan on the bed, let Aunt Qian put his two feet into the wooden basin on the ground, rubbed them carefully, and pressed them on the soles of his feet.

He sighed happily: "Hmm...... Refreshing ......"

Aunt Qian couldn't help laughing.

After a while, she spoke: "Yilang, do you want to add some hot water?" ”

Silence the words.

"Yilang?" Aunt Qian raised her voice a little.

Yan Huan still didn't move.

Aunt Qian got up and took a look, she couldn't cry or laugh when she landed, only to see that Yan Huan's eyes were closed, her breathing was even, and she was already sleeping sweetly.

"How can this be?" She muttered to herself.

Last time in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he was drunk so that Lian Yanru could carry him back.

But this time I'm asleep, it's better to ask her to bring someone to carry it again, right?

Just when she was at a loss, Dill picked up the curtain and whispered, "Auntie, the young master is back with the girl." ”

"Here we are." Aunt Qian answered.

hurriedly dried Yan Huan's feet, covered it with a brocade quilt, and then walked out.

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