“…… Now in Qizhou, the land belongs to Dahua, according to the customs of Dahua, today ** and the line of the line and the ceremony. This time it was my father's negligence. I asked them about the ceremony...... I couldn't find the right person for a while, so I could only grieve Huaxi. Susukino Shin looked at his daughter lovingly, and said slightly apologetically, "I asked the prefect's wife Zhang Luo to make a simple ceremony, and when we get to Xiyue, my father will make up for you according to the customs of Xiyue." ”

In previous years, her birthday was the time when she felt the loneliest the most. Mu Xiangwan didn't have any relatives by his side in the year after his death, and every birthday was just a decent meal with Liu's mother and Lilac; has been in the Mu family for more than two years, and after her birthday is Mu Tianhe's death day, and no one will remember to help her celebrate; When everyone was busy preparing for Yun Lin and Yun Ning, where would anyone mention that she would also have a ceremony in the coming year.

Along the way, even Huaxi forgot his birthday.

Huaxi smiled at Susukino Shin, "It's okay, those ceremonies don't matter...... I haven't had a birthday with my relatives since I was old. With you by your side this year, even on the road, it's better than anything else. ”

Susukino Shin was pleased that his daughter was reasonable, but he also felt sad, and felt more and more sorry for Huaxi.

It was rare for the father and daughter to sit down and talk, and this conversation was a long time. Seeing this, Cui Ming asked people to prepare two meals. At noon, Nobu Susukino and Hanaki had dinner together.

In the next morning, at Huaxi and Luli, the wife of the prefect of Qizhou, Lu Shi, found Xin, the mother of the head of the Feng family, a local prominent family in Qizhou, to be the main guest, and her husband had been the prime minister in the previous dynasty and was a lady of Zhengyipin. The master naturally has the Lu family himself, and the praiser is Princess Jincheng, and Xiao Wu and the married ladies all came to watch the ceremony.

Huaxi knelt on the white straw mat in a plain dress, listening to Xin's singing and ...... Trying to recall the scene of his eighteenth birthday in his previous life, the light and shadow are intertwined, and the memory has blurred...... In my mind, there is Mu Xiangwan's gentle and soft smile, there is the scene of Liu's mother threading needles and sewing under the lamp, and there is a scene of laughing and chasing with Lilac...... Time and space have changed everything after all, and some things can never be turned back, and all you have to face is tomorrow.

Suddenly, the hair was tied up, and something hard was inserted into the hair. Huaxi heard the old lady of the Feng family give the word "Min Shen", and then someone helped her up. He thanked everyone and completed the ceremony.

At dusk, the guests were sent off, and Hanaki and Susukino Nobu saluted and returned to their rooms.

The gifts from the people who watched the ceremony were still on the table, and Mu Xi was sorting them out, explaining them to Huaxi in the same way.

“…… In addition to the gifts sent by the princess, Miss Xiao and other palace maids, there were also these gifts from Mrs. Xin and Mrs. Lu. Mu Xi took a carved wooden box and pushed it in front of Huaxi, "These are two eastern pearls and a string of agarwood coral bracelets sent by the King of Thailand." ”

Huaxi didn't even open the box, and pushed it back to Mu Xi, "Put it away." "Although I hate Yin Yuanye, don't give up the things in vain, and it's good to exchange them for money.

Mu Xi handed the slender brocade box to Hua Xi again, "This is sent by Yin Shi." ”

Huaxi opened it and saw that it was a picture of immortals under the moon.

The bright moon is in the sky, a room is clear, half a stove of cigarettes, the beauty is gently raised, leaning on the fence to look at the moon, proud and lonely......

In addition to this beauty, there is no inscription on the picture, only a small seal falls on the lower left, and the book "Yazhai Master" is written.

"Hey, isn't this you, girl?" Mu Xi chuckled twice and glanced at Huaxi, "This Yin Shi has a heart, why doesn't he even have an inscription, could it be that he painted it himself?" ”

Huaxi looked up at Mu Xi and glanced at Mu Xi, and said angrily: "What are you thinking about in your little girl's head?" ”

Looking down at the picture again, Yin Chengli painted himself vividly. Last time I said in the palace that I wanted to paint a portrait of myself, but I didn't make the trip, and I didn't want him to keep remembering.

Huaxi liked this birthday gift very much, and said casually: "This painting should be from Yin Shi's handwriting." He had said he wanted to paint it, but I never saw it. ”

After speaking, Huaxi put away the painting and handed it to Mu Xi to put away.

"Who sent this?"

Huaxi pointed to a dark wooden box on the table and asked, although this wooden box has no decoration, but Huaxi's tentacles felt different, took a closer look, and sniffed lightly, the aroma is warm and mellow, it is really made of good old sandalwood.

"It was sent by Lord Ouyang." Mu Xi smiled more and more cheerfully, "The girl must be a prosperous year this year, and the peach blossoms are blooming ......."

"When did you learn to read? I actually made up the words" Hua Xi twisted on Mu Xi's arm, Mu Xi screamed in pain and obediently shut up, but the smile on his face was still a little ambiguous.

Cui Ming stood aside and watched the two laugh, and she laughed too.

Huaxi snorted, ignored Mu Xi, lowered her head and carefully opened the wooden box, her eyes swept over the contents of the box, and she was speechless in a daze.

The wood rhino probed and looked, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Ah, Sister Cuiming, look, who is this wood carving?" How do you look like our girl? It was a portrait just now, and it's a statue now."

The box contains a tall rosewood statue of a young girl, with a hooded cloak on her body, and the hood is worn on the head of the statue, revealing only a small face, with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, and the outline of her facial features is five points similar to Huaxi.

Holding the little wooden carving girl in her hand, her fingers rubbed gently, the edges of the statue were not very rounded, as if carved by hand, and the completion time was not long.

Could this have been done by his own hands? Huaxi lowered her head and was silent, her mind was in a trance, surprised, confused, and even a little dazed......

Seeing Huaxi in a daze, Mu Xi couldn't help but smile, and asked with a big grin: "Girl, the painting just now was hand-painted by Yin Shi himself, do you guess this is carved by Lord Ouyang himself?" ”

"How did I know that eighty percent of them weren't. He is a well-known cold-faced Hades, where will he do all this work? Huaxi didn't admit it, but there was a faint expectation in her heart.

"Lord Ouyang, that person looks a little fierce, but the slave maid didn't see that he was quite kind to the girl." Cui Ming chuckled on the side, "When I was in Lingzhou, I saw him smiling at the girl...... Originally, I heard someone from the front yard say that Ouyang Shi was famous for not being a minus woman. ”

"Hey, that's strange" Mu Xi winked at Cui Ming, turned his head and asked Huaxi, "Girl, why don't you go and ask who made this statue?" ”

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, Huaxi finally came back to his senses and glanced at Mu Xi, "Who told you to be troublesome?"

I thought of Cui Ming's sentence "no pretense", and recalled that I had heard that Ouyang Zheng was a widower, and I didn't realize anything at first, but somehow, I felt a little uncomfortable when I thought about it today.

Looking down at the wood carving again, Huaxi put it back in the box, and asked as if unintentionally, "Who is the princess of Luoxi who died in front of her head?" ”

I even know that it is useless to apologize, but I still have to say that I can't help it~ I was busy until I came back at more than 10 o'clock, and I sent some codes. The doctor said that the puppet rest is not good, hey, the old arms and legs are full of problems~~ Even don't dare to sleep late, and the arrears must be made up on the weekend.