Chapter 107: The Return of the Old Man (5)

The twilight was deep, and the streets of the hundred cities were empty, except for a narrow alley in the east center of the city, which was brightly lit and full of people.

Drumming reverberates through the surrounding buildings, laughter and playfulness waft through the streets, and long tables line from the street to the end of the street, on which are all kinds of delicacies.

The aroma is overflowing and steaming.

The moonlight is clear, bright and soft. The earthen walls are green tiles, and the low houses are narrow alleys.

Strings of red peppers hang under the eaves of every house, and red lanterns are hung in front of the doors. There are all kinds of flower umbrellas hanging in the sky above the narrow alley, with different colors and bright patterns.

The buildings on both sides of the narrow street have open doors, and there are stoves and cauldrons by the doors, and everyone is sitting around the boilers, watching the cooking of their own pots lively.

There is a large courtyard at the end of the narrow street, and the whole courtyard is spacious and bright. There is a round table in the courtyard, and a group of elders sit together, some of them holding pens in their hands, and seem to be discussing what couplets to write.

A group of children laughing and playing games at the round table, and a group of beggars in ragged clothes are having fun with them, and no one is expelled or disgusted.

Everyone is having fun.

In the middle of the courtyard was a stage that was neither high nor low, but it was empty at the moment.

"Is the celebration of the Hundred Cities already so grand?" Such a scene can only be seen in dreams, and the nettle muttered to herself, "Am I dreaming?" ”

"You're not dreaming!" Cheng Tianyi said lightly, "We haven't returned for many years, and Baicheng has already had its own happiness." ”

As he spoke, the night wind suddenly rose, rolling up the dyed cloth hanging at the end of the narrow alley, and the colorful dyed cloth was wrapped in the night wind, hula-la-la, and it was as gorgeous as a hundred flowers.

There were all kinds of sounds in my ears, the laughter in the yard, the chatter of people chatting with each other, the sound of steam "sizzling" in the boiler, the laughter and cheers of children, even the sound of the night breeze whirring, the sound of candlelight beating, the crackling of firewood in the stove......

The voices converge and turn into a beautiful music.

Nettle's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Ahh A woman walked out of a house and beckoned them, "What are you doing, come and sit!" ”

The woman was slender and thin, and it was the cuckoo she had met on the street that day.

"Sister-in-law?" She immediately stepped forward and grabbed her arm and said in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

"This time, the government organizes a celebration and covers all the expenses of the celebration, and the people in the east of the city will come here." The cuckoo patted the hand lightly and looked around, "Look, how happy everyone is!" ”

Those vivid and real smiles can't be faked at all.

The east of the city was originally a gathering place for displaced people, and life was not easy on weekdays, and it was common to suffer from hunger.

Not only will you be able to eat and drink, but you will also be able to take home the leftover ingredients. For them, it is a hard-won relaxation and gift, and they are full of joy.

"This flower umbrella was made by my sister-in-law, right?" Yun Lingxiu pointed to the exquisite flower umbrella above his head and said with a smile.

"Someone from the government suddenly came and said that they wanted to buy it all." The cuckoo said sincerely, "In this way, I will be more relaxed in the future." ”

"Sister-in-law's craftsmanship is worth it." Yun Lingxiu nodded.

"Hey, don't talk patronizingly!" The cuckoo beckoned them as he pulled the nettle inside, "Come and sit here, I made some dishes today, you can taste them later!" ”

As he spoke, the long table was already full of all kinds of dishes and snacks, and there were many people sitting on the side. Families bring out dishes from inside the house, and it becomes more and more lively.

People get together, like family, without asking each other about the past and names.

Halfway through the flowing feast, some people climbed onto the stage and sang with great interest.

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

I don't know who lit the bonfire.

Spontaneously, people joined hands, gathered around and danced.

She was pulled to the center of the crowd by an unknown girl, and the people who had never known each other hooked their shoulders, without the slightest hesitation or twisting, and naturally surrounded the bonfire, beating and singing to their heart's content.

Laughter, hearty carnival.

She only felt immersed in it, and the whole world was filled with cheerful melodies.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a huge firework exploded over the narrow alley, and the sparks sparsely flew around, and then disappeared into the night sky. Immediately afterwards, a number of fireworks burst into the sky one after another, and the lights were brilliant.

Pyrotechnics belong to the category of gunpowder, which has always been under the unified control of the government. The hometown of the displaced people in a hundred cities has never been seen.

At this time, the fireworks are in the sky, colorful and beautiful. The night sky is adorned with fireworks, which seem to turn into starlight, obscuring the bright moon, like a river of stars.

The people of the hundred cities who were still reveling stayed for a moment, and the whole city cheered and burst into screams.

After the screaming, the people of the whole city turned to the night sky and blessed in unison with unusually sincerity, "Girl Nettle! Birthday Jile! ”

"Girl! Birthday Jile! ”

Nettle's eyes widened, and she froze in disbelief.

At some point, Chu Mo walked up to her and took her little hand. She looked at the fireworks in the sky as if she didn't react, and didn't move.

There were sincere blessings all around, blessings that belonged to her.

"Birthday Jile!"

The bonfire was blazing and the night breeze was gentle.

The people took out a small paper lamp from their bosoms and prayed as if they were sacrificial.

The bustling carnival suddenly became silent, as if emotions that transcended time and space, ancient times, and the limitations of the human world fell from the sky and broke through the sky.

Regardless of the torrent.

Not looking to the future.

Under the fireworks in the sky, people held paper lamps in their hands and recited the prayers in their hearts for many years.

"Joy and peace, all well."

She looked around and saw that on the paper lamps in people's hands, blessings were written or patterns were drawn. There was even a child, held in his mother's arms, reverently holding the paper lamp in his hand.

She noticed that her right leg was empty, but she insisted on standing there on one foot.

Seeing that she was looking at him, she smiled sweetly back, raised the paper lamp in her hand, and drew a simple smile on it.

The corners of Nettle's eyes were sour, and tears rolled from her heart to her eyes.

The people of Baicheng may not know who this girl is, but the benefits she brings to the people of Baicheng at this time are extremely real.

Cast it with a peach, repay it with a plum.

With this pious prayer and blessing, under the fireworks, the people of the city held paper lamps in their hands and let it rise with the night breeze.

Under the cover of the night, fireworks bloom in all directions, and paper lights fly.

"What's the situation?" In the corner, Cheng Tianyi pulled Yun Lingxiu's sleeve, "This is also arranged by Brother Ling Xiu and Brother Pu Chu?" ”

Yun Lingxiu looked at the sudden blessing paper lamp in the sky, and was also stunned.

After a while, he said with a smile, "Pu Chu is worthy of being born in the royal family, and it is really far-reaching." The handwriting of the son of the world is really extraordinary! ”

Cheng Tianyi was still frowning, puzzled.

Yun Lingxiu said with a smile, "This paper lamp was made by the people of Baicheng spontaneously to pray for the blessings of the nettle, in order to thank her for bringing them this hard-won happiness. ”。

"Your junior sister... It's about to move the Red Luan Star..."