Xiao Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly: "What are you talking about!" As soon as he dropped the stick in his hand, he got up and shouted Sister Rong to go downstairs.

Xiao Yan turned over a page of the book, and suddenly reached out and took the sticks drawn by the eldest sister, on which there was a withered flower, inscribed with the words "The old things are back", and a poem was attached, saying "The east wind is powerless and a hundred flowers are left".

His expression changed slightly, and he signed it under the root.

Besides, this day is already the end of the sun, and the Lantern Festival is here in the blink of an eye.

Sister Rong is looking forward to it the most, and she has been waiting for the evening with her fingers broken since the morning, and finally when the sun sets over the mountain and the colorful glow flows, she hurriedly pesters the eldest sister and brother to go out to see the lights.

The four of them bolted the door, and Zhang Gui and his daughter-in-law hired a carriage to go to the official office half a mile away to see the lights, and the carriage was spacious, so they invited them (them) to go together.

All the way bustling are all individuals, the old capital of the car, the road is familiar, clean pick up the alleys and alleys, and finally stop at Taiping Street after half an hour.

Xiao Yuan and others got out of the car, the official office built a mountain shed, and placed a five-zhang high glass lamp mountain at the bottom, and the lamp surface did all kinds of stories, Zhong Kui caught ghosts, the moon brightness prostitute, the bangs played the toad, the eight immortals crossed the sea, and the broken bridge met everywhere.

Xiao Yun put Sister Rong'er on the shoulder of the mount and asked the eldest sister to grab his arm, so as not to be scattered by the crowd, Yan Dixia followed.

After seeing the lamp mountain, wandering around Taiping Street, the eaves of the shops on both sides or the branches of the winter trees are hung with lanterns, the lamp is written with anagrams, and those who answer the ten ways correctly can choose a lamp to take away, which is not difficult for Xiao Yan, and take Sister Rong to choose the lamp in a moment, there are well-behaved snow-white rabbit lights, seven-handed and eight-legged crab lights, lotus six-petal lotus lanterns, and giant mouth and bearded catfish lamps.

Sister Rong wanted everything, struggled for a long time, and then picked a crab lamp, carried it with a happy smile, and was so happy that she couldn't do it, and held it up in front of Yan Dixia, showing it off.

Childish! Yan Indixia rolled her eyes at the sky.

A few people smelled a sweet fragrance, but it was a stall selling Lantern Festival, surrounded by many people on the inside and outside of the three layers, only to see the cauldron boiling and smoking, and the vendors skillfully rolled the Lantern Festival in the glutinous rice flour.

In the end, the winter night is cold, and eating a bowl of Lantern Festival can drive away the cold.

Xiao Yan bought four bowls of Lantern Festival, two bowls of black sesame filling, two bowls of fresh meat filling, and said with a smile: "There is a difference between it and the hanging flour dumplings in the south." ”

"What's the difference?" Xiao Yuan replied to him: "The biggest difference is that the price is high." ”

Yan Indixia brought a bench to sit on, Xiao Yuan scooped a sesame Lantern Festival and fed it to Sister Rong, she didn't like it very much, she ate two mouthfuls without swallowing, and ran to the side to continue playing with the crab lantern.

Yan Indixia's bowl of fresh meat filling quickly bottomed out, and she was a little unsatisfied, Xiao Yuan saw that he liked to eat, so she gave him the remaining bowl of Sister Rong.

Hum! He stuffed a Lantern Festival into his mouth, the sesame seeds overflowed, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and he glanced at Xiao Rong again, this demon didn't finish the night....... Suddenly, his eyes widened and he was shocked.

Looking at what he saw, it turned out that Xiao Rong was squatting under a leafless tree playing with lights, five or six steps behind her, I don't know when there was a big dog squatting, all black and ink, hidden in the dark night shadows, no one noticed.

This is a big dog that is very terrifying, with long claws, staring at Xiao Rong's eyes and dripping red, and the blood basin is grinning to the root of his ears, and he doesn't know where it came from.

"Sister Rong." Yan Dixia threw the Lantern Festival bowl on the ground, jumped up and drew her sword, and at the same time, the tongue in the big dog's mouth suddenly became longer, covered with sharp barbs, like a meat belt stretched towards Xiao Rong.

The lightning was in front of her slender neck.

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