In the farming period, the relevance of the festival is much greater than the joy it creates.

After all, festivals are not meant to be celebrated from the very beginning of their existence, but to be sacrificed.

Just like the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is to commemorate the harvest and to worship the moon god. But this is not against people's love for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After all, there's nothing more satisfying than a good harvest and a bountiful harvest.

The mooncakes baked by Chef Hu are very delicious, and Qin Xiang feels that the taste is even better than that of Sanhe Ji. Maybe it's because it's just baked and it's still steaming.

The little dumplings were eating with bulging cheeks, their eyes staring at the plate in front of them, and they didn't want to relax for a moment.

After all, dim sum was made of sugar and flour, and it was difficult to restrain it, so Qin Xiang didn't allow them to eat more.

After eating one, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Yes, and know how to exercise restraint.

Qin Xiang brought hot handkerchiefs, wiped their faces one by one, and looked at the little faces that were white and tender, and there were no moon cake dregs, so he smiled with satisfaction.

"Alright, go pack up, and we'll go out later."

The highlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival is at night.

As a small capital, the celebrations in Xijing are very lively.

Not only are there fireworks to watch, but there are also all kinds of tricks on the street, and it is simply dizzying to walk around.

Qin Xiang is a pregnant woman, and it is not suitable to squeeze with people. Every year during the holidays, there are children who are lost, even if there are so many guards around, Qin Xiang does not dare to gamble with the two children in the family.

Therefore, after discussing with them, I didn't go shopping at night, and just found a box in Yimingju to watch the excitement outside.

During the day, the streets are bustling with activity.

The streets and alleys are full of shouting.

There are many kinds of food just for sale, sweet and salty, and it's just a dazzle.

There are also all kinds of gadgets, and almost every stall has a child in front of the adult's clothes who refuses to leave.

Rao is hard-hearted person can not help but laugh when he sees it, immersed in this beautiful atmosphere.

And Qin Xiang himself is easily infected by the atmosphere, and the smile on his face has never fallen after hitting the street.

Chen Wuliu and the others hid in the crowd and watched carefully, while Han Yunxiao held her hand and didn't let the passing crowd squeeze her.

As for Han Ziyan and Han Tongtong, the two followed their parents hand in hand and obediently and never walked around.

The man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes are handsome and not like mortals, the woman's eyelashes are light and dazzling, and even the two small groups are like fairy children in the painting.

This family passed by, and I don't know how many passers-by quietly looked over.

Qin Xiang winked at Han Yunxiao, "See, it's all attracted by our general." Alas, that's what the so-called blue face is like this. ”

Han Yunxiao teased by her, anyway, it wasn't once or twice. When she is in a good mood, she always likes to hold on to his appearance. Han Yunxiao also felt how he looked before, and when he was in Huashi Village, he didn't see anyone comment on his appearance.

But after entering Beijing, he seemed to suddenly become good-looking, not to mention the rotten peach blossom of the tenth princess, even the women who were attentive to him in ordinary times were no longer a few.

Han Yunxiao couldn't figure out the question, and Qin Xiang could just answer it.

It's very simple, when Han Yunxiao was in Huashi Village before, he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, walking in a hurry, and always carrying prey, and he was bloody. Even if she had a good-looking face, the woman did not dare to approach it.

And at this moment, he was wearing a long robe, his sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, a pair of thin lips pursed lightly, and his dark eyes were like stars in the night. A scribe's robe can't cover his heroic righteousness, and his broad shoulders give people an infinite sense of security.

There is a saying that a good-looking person looks good when he wears a sack.

But Qin Xiang believes that temperament is more important.

No matter how good-looking the face is, if it is a lewd temperament, it will be uncomfortable for others to look at.

On the contrary, even if he has righteousness, because he often goes up to the mountains to hunt, there is a sense of oppression invisibly, which is naturally daunting.

At least in Qin Xiang's memory, in Huashi Village, except for the Han family who dared to provoke Han Yunxiao, the people outside were very polite to him.

From the first time she saw him, she had a feeling that this man had the temperament of a wolf.

While looking at the scenery, Qin Xiang could still distinguish his thoughts, if it weren't for the too handsome description of Han Yunxiao in "The Legend of General Huwei", I'm afraid that the people would still use him to stop children's night crying.

"Puff ......"

Han Yunxiao looked at her with some confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just a funny thing that suddenly comes to mind." Thinking of the terrifying legend that General Han had been regarded as a child crying at night, Qin Xiang couldn't stop laughing.

Presumably, they felt that they could force the enemy back step by step on the battlefield, and the powerful general must be eight feet tall, and he was born mighty, preferably not like a human being. Perhaps, he doesn't have three heads and six arms, but he is like a little giant. He has an ugly face and can scare the enemy as long as he appears on the battlefield.

Gradually, this image was plumped up, and the powerful general became a blue-faced and fanged ghost.

"Alas, thank you for your hard work."

Han Yunxiao was confused, and couldn't understand what she was sympathizing with.

Luckily, a juggling team appeared in front of them, attracting their attention.

Qin Xiang has always felt that he should not underestimate the entertainment spirit of the ancients, and throughout some historical documents, there are descriptions of some entertainment projects in ancient times. They are not as boring as modern people think, and some of the gadgets to pass the time are enough to jaw modern people. Ranwen

is like the man who is performing fire-breathing in front of her at the moment, this performance is amazing even now. Although the principle is very simple, it looks very bluffing.

The little group applauded even more, staring at it directly, unwilling to leave at all.

Qin Xiang waited for them to get tired of seeing it before continuing to walk forward.

Or Han Yunxiao was worried that she would be uncomfortable if she walked too much.

"I'm really not a porcelain doll."

Qin Xiang's recent body has really been conditioned very well, not only has a ruddy complexion and a good complexion, but even the fetus in the womb is growing steadily.

If she couldn't still feel the baby in her belly, she really wondered if she was really pregnant.

This child was so quiet that she couldn't help but invite a doctor to come to the house.

Fortunately, the doctor's conclusion relieved her.

"Let's go sit in front for a while." Seeing that Han Tongtong was sweating from exhaustion, Qin Xiang hurriedly said, "After playing for so long, it's time to eat something to replenish your strength." ”

Just in front of it is nibbling chicken.

The business of nibbling chicken is very good on weekdays, and it is even more lively to catch up with the festival.

When they entered, there was only one empty table.

The model here is the same as that of modern fast food restaurants, which requires ordering at the counter, which is also a great saving in efficiency.

When Pepe went to order, Qin Xiang turned his head and looked at it, and he was stunned.

In the window seat, there is a family.

The father came out with the children, and it seemed that he had also come to join in the fun.

This is nothing unusual, but I blame my father for being a golden porcelain.

Qin Xiang was in a trance, the last time she saw Jin Ci was a few months ago.

Since the incident with Concubine Jin in the palace, she has never heard about the Jin family.

I heard that the Jin family was also implicated, but Jin Ci survived with a broken tail, although he lost part of the industry, he managed to save the Jin family. Later, I heard that he went to Jiangnan, but there was no news after that.

Because Qin Xiang was worried about Lin Qingmiao, he also sent Xiaoyu to the shop a few times to quietly investigate.

Just like Lin Qingmiao said, she really put down the golden porcelain, which made Qin Xiang somewhat relieved.

She did want to match Lin Qingmiao and Jin Ci before, but all this was based on the fact that Jin Ci was a good person. It is too difficult for a woman to marry for the second time, and it is even more difficult to find someone of the same age and loveliness. Although Lin Qingmiao and Jin Ci are more than ten years apart, the ancients have always been old husbands and young wives, and they don't think there is anything.

However, Jin Ci had already married a wife at that time, and the Jin family was a famous family with a complicated background. Even if he really likes Lin Qingmiao, he won't marry her. His family would not allow him to marry a peasant girl, let alone a second daughter.

Now that he sees Jin Porcelain again, Qin Xiang is a little embarrassed in his heart.

Sometimes fate has arrived, but the final result is always unsatisfactory.

Qin Xiang quietly looked at the counter, Lin Qingmiao was talking to Pei Pei, and he didn't know if he noticed Jin Porcelain.

The ordered meal was delivered quickly, and when Qin Xiang was eating French fries, someone said, "Boss Qin." ”

It is gold porcelain.

She hurriedly raised her head and smiled at him: "It's Boss Jin, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Jin Porcelain has been tired of running around for half a year, and the whole person has aged a lot, and he will no longer be glorious as soon as possible.

When he saw Qin Xiang, he first greeted him, and then noticed Han Yunxiao on the side.

"The two of you also came to see the Mid-Autumn Festival temple fair today."

Qin Xiang nodded, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I saw Boss Jin, when will I be free to be the east, and invite you to dinner." ”

Jin Ci nodded with a smile and said, "I will definitely go to the appointment if I am free another day." The dog and I still have to go to see the float, so we won't disturb Boss Qin's family. ”

After he and his family left, Qin Xiang sighed with emotion: "I feel that he has changed so much." ”

If you want to say who Jin Porcelain is, Qin Xiang can't say well, in short, people are not bad, but it is true that some indecisiveness is true. However, a person who can be a good head of the family cannot be a wine bag and rice bag.

"The choices he makes, the consequences should be borne by himself." Han Yunxiao saw through it at a glance, and said coldly: "His ending today is all due to his inability to restrain his own people. ”

Whether it is Jin Niangniang or Jin Guifei, even if there is no instruction from Jin Porcelain, it is indeed related to the Jin family. Jin Porcelain did not stand in the way, and also enjoyed the benefits brought by this layer of identity. Otherwise, how could the Jin family, which was difficult to rank among the four imperial merchants in the past, quickly gain a firm foothold.

can become a golden concubine, and defeat is also a golden concubine.

Jin Guifei was involved in seizing the heir, and was beheaded together with her son, and the emperor could still let Jin Porcelain go, Qin Xiang guessed that Jin Ci must have made some kind of agreement with the old emperor.

Or maybe Jin Porcelain gave the old emperor enough benefits to let him let the Jin family go.

It is precisely because of the vitality of the Jin family that Jin Ci is tired of running around and has no time to take care of the relationship between children and daughters.

For men, the love of children is the least valuable, and it is also the first existence that will be abandoned at a critical moment.

Qin Xiang couldn't help but look at the man beside him, he was seriously holding a piece of chicken wings, carefully peeling off the bones and feeding them to Han Tongtong's small mouth.

No matter what the future holds, she doesn't worry about that now.

Even if there is a day, she will not let herself be passive.

Qin Xiang squinted his eyes and thought confidently.