Chapter 7 Reunion and Lack of Acquaintance
Ten years later, Chang'an Town, Vulcan Festival.
Chang'an Town is an ancient town with a history of thousands of years, which is located in the southwest of China, and is the north-south traffic artery between Shushan Xianmen and the southwest wilderness. There are three main streets in the north and south of Chang'an Town, and there is a big river flowing in the east from the distant Shushan Snow Mountain Range. Chang'an Avenue is noisy and noisy all day long, and all kinds of tourists from south to north make the town particularly prosperous and lively. The streets are lined with hotels, liquor stores, and street shops, and there are shouts one after another.
The northeast of Chang'an Town is relatively remote by the Ruohe River, but there is the most well-known medical hall "Baicaotang" in Chang'an Town. In front of the hall are a medical hall and a herb shop, and in the back is a living room. There is a huge yard at the back with large patches of herbs.
This clinic only consults with the public on the fifth, fifteenth, and twenty-fifth days of the month. It is said that the owner of the medical hall is a middle-aged woman, who has been veiled for many years, and few people see her true face, which is very mysterious and rarely sits in consultation.
The owner of the museum has a young daughter who often attends the clinic, and it is said that although she is young, she was born extremely beautiful, and she inherited the master's superb medical skills.
In addition to practicing medicine, the clinic also sells herbs to the outside world, and many rare herbs can also be found here, so it has become the most well-known medical center among guests from the north and south.
This day is the annual Vulcan Festival in Chang'an Town, and Chang'an Street is full of people, with lights everywhere, crowded with people, and it is very lively.
It is said that this day is the birthday of the ancient god Vulcan, and lanterns are lit in front of the house to show that the good fortune of the god of fire is introduced into the home. On this day, boys and girls will wear masks to watch the lanterns on the street, and they will take the opportunity to give gifts to each other and privately set a lifelong relationship.
In the back hall of the Hundred Grass Hall, a dusty woman was sitting on a chair, who seemed to have just returned from outside, and was removing the black veil from her face, revealing a delicate, pale, extremely beautiful face.
The woman was only thirty years old, but her watery eyes were full of vicissitudes and worries, and her face was even more white and frightening, and she kept covering her chest, looking as if she was in pain.
The woman was a little uneasy, kept looking in the direction of the door, and asked the old man who was standing respectfully: "Uncle Wang, how long has Mingyue been out?" Why haven't you come back yet? β
Uncle Wang replied respectfully: "Aunt Hui: Miss said that today is the Vulcan Festival, and she has to go out to play for a while before she can come back." Say she'll protect herself so you don't have to worry. β
Uncle Wang carefully looked at Aunt Ming's face and found that she had been out for more than ten days, and when she came back today, her face was very pale, and her breathing was also very rapid and heavy, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Auntie, are you okay?" Is something wrong? β
Aunt Ming came to Chang'an Town with people from Baihua Village ten years ago.
Ten years ago, Aunt Ming left Baihua Village with the villagers overnight, and after more than half a month of trekking, she finally settled in Chang'an Town.
Aunt Ming didn't know what to do, so the mayor of Chang'an Town took the initiative to sell a large number of houses here to her. In addition to the small courtyard of the medical house, Aunt Ming distributed all the other large houses to the villagers of Baihua Village for free. In addition, the villagers of Baihua Village also received a generous settling-in fee for each family to do a small business, and after that, the villagers of Baihua Village slowly settled down in Chang'an Town.
In the hearts of the villagers of Baihua Village, Aunt Ming is not only powerful, but also their benefactor, so everyone likes to come to Aunt Ming for advice.
Uncle Wang and his grandson Wu'er depended on each other, and later simply helped Aunt Ming, and Wu'er also learned some medical skills and herbs from Aunt Ming to make a living.
The woman stood up abruptly, sat down slowly, and said after a long time: "Uncle Wang, let Xiao Wu go and find it." There are too many people on the streets today, so it's better not to have anything happen. β
Uncle Wang hurriedly called Wu'er over and asked him to find Mingyue. Mingyue was not called Mingyue before, but Xiao'er. Since they moved to Chang'an Town, Aunt Ming no longer called her Xiao'er, but changed her name to Yue'er, and gave her the big name "Mingyue".
Uncle Wang thought that Aunt Ming might also be incognito in order to avoid being chased by the enemy, so he didn't ask much.
The woman paused and said, "Uncle Wang, if I am not here in the future, please help me take care of Yue'er more until she gets married......
"Aunt Ming...... Uncle Wang was startled, and hurriedly said: "I have always regarded Yue'er as my own, and I will definitely not disappoint your expectations...... What happened to you? β
Aunt Ming waved her hand and said sadly: "The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows. I don't know when, I feel like it's coming......"
When Uncle Wang heard this, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and his hands trembled uncontrollably: "Aren't you good, why do you need to say such decisive words." β
Chang'an Avenue is full of people, there are all kinds of lanterns hanging on the street, a stage is set up in the center of the street, there are actors babbling and rapping on it, and the audience is surrounded by a circle of people, cheering one after another, so lively.
A slender boy of twelve or thirteen years old squeezed out of the crowd desperately, only to see that he was wearing a half-mask of the god of fire on his face, covering only the part of his nose and above, revealing snow-white skin, a crystal clear chin, and a small red mouth, and his slender neck was as smooth as beautiful jade in the light.
The hat on the young man's head was crooked, and he took two strings of sugar gourds, took a bite on one of them and muttered: "This play has been played for several years without changing it, it's really boring." I'd better go to the riverbed in the south of the town to watch the fireworks. As he spoke, the boy walked briskly toward the south of town.
The fireworks were about to start, and many people were running in that direction along the way.
At this time, the little boy saw a tall white-clothed young man walking slowly in that direction not far in front of him. The man was dressed in white and snow in the crowd, and his demeanor was outstanding, and the evening breeze blew his clothes, looking noble and chic.
Mingyue couldn't help but shout in her heart: "Good demeanor!" β
She took a step forward, patted the young man in white on the shoulder and said, "Brother Tai is going to Zhennan to watch the fireworks?" If you don't hurry, it's going to be late. β
The man turned his head at the sound, revealing a face wearing a silver mask.
The silver mask covered the upper part of the lips, revealing a sensual thin lip, the skin on the lips was as white as jade, and the eyes behind the mask were bright.
In the dim light, the slender young man saw that he was dressed in white and snow, and his black hair was dancing in the wind like ink, and he had a noble and unparalleled temperament, and he couldn't help but praise his good temperament.
The man looked at him carefully under the silver mask with a pair of dark eyes, and saw that it was a little boy as tall as his chest, wearing a light blue dress on his slender body, wearing a festive Vulcan mask on his face, and his chin was as white as jade, revealing only a bright red mouth eating sugar gourds sweetly, so he replied: "Take a walk casually, little brother, please take care of yourself." β
The little boy took a bite of the sugar gourd and introduced it very enthusiastically: "Listen to the accent, brother Tai is not from Chang'an Town? We have a lot of delicious things in Chang'an Town! Travelers from the south to the north here have to try the braised salmon of Chang'an Restaurant, the secret roasted wild duck of Wansheng Restaurant, and the ham and asparagus of Baili Restaurant. These three dishes are the most famous, the taste is excellent, and I must taste them when I have time. β
When the man in white heard this, he glanced at the young man more, and let out a chuckle under the silver mask, as if he felt that when the little boy talked about what he ate, his eyebrows fluttered very cutely, and he was very hospitable. He nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, little brother, for your kind introduction." β
"The sugar gourd in Chang'an Town is also a must, it's delicious, you can also taste it." The little boy handed over another string of sugar gourds, the small hands outside the sleeves were slender and white, and the exposed wrists were crystal white, like beautiful jade.
The little boy smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked up at him expectantly.
The young man in white took the string of bright red sugar gourds in his expectant gaze, and took a bite lightly, the entrance was sweet and sour, but it was delicious.
He suddenly remembered that there was once a little girl who held a string of sugar gourds and fed them to him, looked at him hopefully, and asked him, "Brother Jiu, is it delicious?" Ten years later he returned to that place, which was long empty and he could no longer find her.
He looked at the little boy in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.
"How? Is it tasty? The little boy smiled happily, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth: "This sugar gourd shop has been open for decades and is a time-honored brand. Guests from the north and south like to carry a few strings when they leave. There is also the osmanthus cake here, which is also a must, you must try it. β
The young man in white nodded: "It's really good, it's delicious." β
The little boy smiled happily, and the corners of his mouth curved into a nice arc.
At this time, the sound of firecrackers and the cheers of the crowd suddenly sounded in the air ahead.
When the two of them looked up, they saw countless colorful fireworks flying into the sky and blooming, forming beautiful flowers of different shapes, illuminating the sky extremely beautifully.
"One day, I'm going to fly even higher than you. The little boy clasped his hands to his lips and shouted loudly into the brilliant fireworks in the air.
The young man in white turned his head sideways, and saw the little slender boy cheering and screaming with excitement, like a cheerful bird.
The little boy turned his head to look at him and said with a smile: "Every year Chang'an Town has to set off fireworks, I like to watch the fireworks of the Phoenix Dance for nine days, I think it looks so beautiful with its wings spread." It would be nice if people could also grow wings, and they could fly wherever they wanted. β
The young man in white asked softly, "You like to fly?" β
The little boy said with admiration on his face: "Yes, I heard that everyone in the Shushan Immortal Gate can fly." I really want to go to Shushan to cultivate immortals, but unfortunately my mother won't let me go out of Chang'an Town. β
The young man in white said in a young voice: "Next year is the ten-year apprentice recruitment conference of Shushan Xianmen, and the little brother can try it if he is interested." β
The little boy was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Really?" I'll definitely check it out if I have a chance. Then he pointed to a phoenix that was about to fly and shouted happily: "Ah, look, the phoenix is flying, so beautiful!" β
The two of them stopped talking and looked up at the fireworks in the air.
The fireworks lasted for a while before the tea was over, and the bustling flow of people poured in this direction. The two of them took refuge on a nearby secluded road.
The little boy scratched his head and said regretfully, "I really want to experience the feeling of flying." β
The young man in white asked, "Do you really want to fly?" β
The little boy nodded.
The young man in white thought about it, and suddenly sacrificed a sword with a bright light, the sword gradually enlarged in front of them, and the young man in white pulled the little boy to stand up.
The little boy said excitedly: "It turns out that you, you can also fly with a sword?" Are youβare you going to fly with me? β
The girl in white nodded, pinched out a trick, and flew to the sparsely populated sky in the mountains behind the town with the little boy.
The little boy nervously tugged at one of the sleeves of the young man in white, and shouted happily to the evening breeze that came out of the hunt: "yes, I finally flew into the sky, so happy!" β
The young man in white looked sideways at the cheerful little boy, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The little boy's eyes behind the mask were radiant, like brilliant stars in the sky, leaving a deep impression on the young man in white.
After flying a few laps with the little boy, the young man in white landed on a remote street corner where no one was around.
The little boy smiled and said, "Brother Tai, thank you for flying with me, I'm so happy today." I'm going back, there are ruffians and bad guys here, you must pay attention to safety when you go back. It's not early, so let's go back and rest early. β
The young man in white nodded, and watched the little boy walk in the direction of Chang'an Town to the east. The boy walked a long way and turned back to wave goodbye to him.
The young man in white followed him from a distance, and did not leave until he saw him enter a house.
From a distance, he saw a plaque of "Baicaotang" hanging at the door of the house, which looked like a medical hall.