It seems to be a festival to pray for a good harvest, and there are temple fairs, song parties, etc. during the day, and many programs such as lantern festivals and drinking parties at night, which are very lively.

"Xiaomo Xiaomo, it is said that there are a lot of fun things today, let's go play?" She asked expectantly, gently shaking his hand, and although it didn't move, he still felt it.

"Okay." Zhimo was a little helpless, he didn't want to stay in that kind of noisy and noisy place, but she seemed to want to see it......

Xiaoshu seemed very excited, knowing that Zhimo could feel her movements, so she took his hand and asked him to walk towards a crowded place in the city.

"There's a lion dance over there!" Xiaoshu said, glanced at Zhimo secretly, and smiled quietly.

Xiaomo should be exposed to more lively things, otherwise, he looks older and older, and he doesn't look like a child!

Zhimo was pulled by her and squeezed into the crowd, afraid that the two of them would be separated, so he could only just follow her, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment, because he was small and easily squeezed to the front.

The crowded street, with a small open space in the middle, was filled with people, and on one side, a few people were beating drums, and on the other side, several people were wearing cute and cute "lion skins", jumping around to the beat of the drums, shaking their heads at the people watching the play.

As soon as Zhimo squeezed in, a huge lion's head dangled in front of him, and a pair of huge eyes were facing him, blinking several times.

Zhimo was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react until the lion left.

"Xiaomo hasn't seen a lion dance before?" Xiaoshu smiled quietly and leaned into his ear to ask.

Zhimo shook his head, his eyes fell on the "strange" looking lions, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

In the past, he basically stayed in the mountains, and he had never seen such a lively gathering, but then he secretly ran out, and he only went to the Fang Market where the monks came to exchange goods, and the only city he had ever been to was also Fanyun City, where there were many monks, how could there be these things?

"Then let's see a little longer." Xiaoshu pursed his lips and raised his hand to touch his head gently.

This kid really doesn't look like a child.

Suddenly I wanted to hug him.

Zhimo raised his hand and touched his head, glared at her again, turned around and left, his tone was slightly dissatisfied: "Don't look at it!" ”

"Angry?" Xiaoshu smiled helplessly, hurriedly followed, and asked softly and gently.

Haha, it's really a twisty child, it's so cute, I want people to pinch and knead and hug and kiss......

"Not really." He replied very coldly, but his tone was not very imposing, and suddenly, his eyes froze.

That's an old man selling sugar gourds.

Seeing him stop, Xiaoshu couldn't help but follow his gaze curiously, and was stunned for a moment: "Xiaomo wants to eat that?" ”

"Just remembered something." Zhimo shook his head, retracted his gaze, and turned his steps to continue walking.

When he was a child, he had seen other children eat sugar gourds, and the bunches of fruits were wrapped in sugar, red and bright fruits, clear and sweet sugar, which looked very attractive.

At that time, he occasionally longed to taste what it tasted like, and later, he did get a bunch, but he didn't eat it.

I remember that it was the same day as today, on June 15, someone came to take him to see his father, and he was afraid that he would be noisy, so he gave him a string of sugar gourds.

Afterward......

Later, the sugar gourd was knocked off, fell to the ground, and broke, and he didn't have a chance to pick it up again.