Today is the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, another Mid-Autumn Night, a rare double Mid-Autumn Festival. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, the big guys do not celebrate the festival according to the leap month, the real Mid-Autumn Festival has passed a month ago, and the Mid-Autumn Festival in the leap month is far less lively than the Mid-Autumn Festival a month ago, most of them are just talking.

That's how my family is, it's just as good as it used to be. Maybe it's because my father is not at home, and my hard-working mother is not in that mood. When I went to Uncle Liang's house after dinner, Uncle Guan, who was sitting in the courtyard admiring the moon, handed me a half-catty moon cake.

I was carrying this mooncake in my pocket, and I was reluctant to eat it, so I had to save it for tomorrow when I went home and shared it with my sisters and sisters. If one person eats alone, the whole family is full of flavor. This moon cake was given to me by Uncle Guan, of course, I still have the meaning of showing off a little.

I drank a cup of wine, although it was a small cup of bull's eye, it is estimated that at most two wines, for me who is not used to alcohol, the effect is still quite big. Not only was my body hot, but my head was also a little dizzy, and the autumn breeze was blowing, but I had an indescribable comfort.

The moon is like a silver basin hanging high in the sky, round and big. Pure light spreads down. The thatch on the sunny slope was painted with a layer of silver glow, shining brightly. Heaven and earth are like day, and the slightly hazy landscape courtyard is like a layer of mist. There is the chirping of autumn insects, and occasionally the barking of dogs protrudes, not fierce, soft and secluded, like its whispering from a dream.

I walked leisurely along the path, looking down at my own small shadow. The shadow was at my feet, and I stepped on it.

There are more than two miles from the house of the seventh team of drunkards to Uncle Liang's house, and they have to pass through their own door. Turn the corner and see your own house. There was no light coming out of the window of the room, and it seemed that my mother and sister were asleep. I quickened my pace to the door, and I suddenly felt the urge to open the door and go back to my cabin for the night, and I stopped when I raised my hand and knocked on the door.

Suddenly, I remembered that it had been a long time since I had seen Rhubarb and Little Yellow. Big Yellow and Little Yellow are the two little weasels, and I barked at first. I can't tell if they're male or female, the bigger ones are called rhubarb, and the smaller ones I'm called small yellow. I didn't expect them to understand after calling a few times, and they reacted as soon as I called them. Then the name was decided.

Actually, I don't have to go back to the hut to sleep, I think about those cute little friends.

I've been living in Uncle Liang's house for two months. For so long, I don't know if those two little ones have looked for me, but I haven't looked for them anyway. If they were human, they would be disappointed, right? How can a friend who has so much fun and have fun throw it away in the blink of an eye?

I looked up at the full moon. The moon is really round and bright. Even the shadows in the moon are very clear, I don't know where the legendary osmanthus tree is? Which group is Wu Gang, Chang'e and Jade Rabbit?

I turned around and walked out of the village, I had to go to the cave of the stream, whether the two little ones were there or not, maybe they were waiting for me to find it.

Nowadays, I don't have any psychological barriers to entering the mountains and forests at night. I walked along the harvested late rice field to the small river, turned along the mountain stream path into the stream, and climbed to the secret cave in the middle of the mountain without stopping.

As I got closer, I could see the protruding rocks, and I picked up my pace and climbed hard. Just as I was about to reach the source, I stopped suddenly, stunned by the scene before me.

On the rocks, two weasels sat on my back, like rabbits, with their short forelegs folded in front of their chests, bowing to the moon in the sky.

Weasel moon worship? Is this actually true? I was so taken aback that I didn't even dare to come out for a while.

There is a legend in the countryside that weasels worship the moon. It is said that the old weasel who is about to become a fine man will look at the moon and bow down when the moon is full, absorbing the essence of the moon to help it become a fine man as soon as possible.

Weasels and foxes are the most popular animals in folklore. The reputation of "Wong Tai Sin" and "Fox Fairy" is outside, and ordinary people respect them and never provoke them. These two animals are the most spiritual and extremely vindictive. It is difficult for people to catch, especially the weasel, which is so urgent that it dares to hurt people, and no matter how powerful the hunting dog is, it will scare it, because it will release "stinky farts", which can make people or dogs "stink" to faint to death.

Legend has it that the weasel who has become a spirit will transform into a human, helping people for good, and even more confusing people for harm. It's just that it's all legends, and no one can see the truth.

I never expected that this legend of moon worship turned out to be true.

It's just that the legends are all old weasels that are about to become sperm, but these two weasels I have fed are only more than four months old, and they will even worship the moon, are they about to become sperm?

I slowly climbed up to the top of the cliff, and the two weasels were facing the full moon in the sky, their noses twitching and their mouths open, not knowing whether they were exhaling or inhaling.

Following their gaze, I looked up at the sky. "Yikes! Yuehua!? "I was shaken, petrified and motionless, and stood with my head on the rock, and in front of me were two weasels that were also motionless.

I have a very deep thought about Yuehua. This is thanks to my grandmother. I remember that when I was seven years old, my grandmother spent the Mid-Autumn Festival at my house, and the moon was round and bright that night, and our family was in the courtyard to enjoy the moon.

My grandmother told me that the purpose of tasting the moon was to keep the moon. The moon blossom is a five-color aura that surrounds the moon, and it is very beautiful and gorgeous. There are moonflowers every year, and most of them appear in the dead of night around the Mid-Autumn Festival. People who see Yuehua are good people, blessed people, who can make their wishes come true, without illness or disaster, and their luck will be very good. And the bad guys and the unblessed can't be seen even if Yuehua appears.

That night, my grandmother told me a lot of stories, most of which were related to the moon, but unfortunately it was not until after midnight that I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes, and the moon did not appear.

Since then, I have been staring at the moon in the sky every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I hope to see Yuehua and prove that I am a good person, a blessed person who can make all my wishes come true.

Grandma is not wrong, Yuehua is really gorgeous. It is like a big colored ring, I counted it, there are five rings, red, blue, yellow, green, purple, one ring after another ring sets the moon in the middle, exuding dazzling multicolored light. The light shone like a bundle of threads, straight down, nearer, nearer, closer, and in an instant the colored light on the stone cliff overflowed, enveloping me and the weasel.

I sat down on the rock, my hands together?,? my eyes seemed to be closed, and as I breathed, I could clearly feel the rays of multicolored light fusing into my body.

When I opened my eyes, the moon had sunk into the treetops of the western hills, and it was not long before I entered the pre-dawn darkness. Two weasels, one on the left and one on the right, crouched at my feet. I called out, "Rhubarb, little yellow." The two little ones squeaked into my arms, and their little furry tips rubbed against my chest, as if they had been affectionate before, and it seemed that they had not seen me for a long time, and they also missed me.

Anyway, it was already the second half of the night, at most two or three hours before dawn, and when they went back at this time, Uncle Liang and Uncle Guan inevitably had some interrogation, so they simply went back to practice when it was almost dawn, and then they said that it was too late to spend the night at the drunkard's house, so as not to worry them. Of course, you have to say hello to the drunkard, in case you miss the trouble.

I stood up with Rhubarb and Xiaohuang in my arms, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt the flow of qi and blood in my body, which was unusually relaxed and comfortable. I picked up the stick that seemed to be discarded earlier but was actually hidden in the firewood and grass, opened the stone door, entered the cave, laid down the weasel, and closed the door with my hand.

The small iron box on the stone table and the two empty porcelain vases with colored glaze were still in place, and I walked over to collect the porcelain vases, put them back in the box, and prepared to put them on the bookcase in the room.

I picked up the box and was about to take a step to start, and I was stunned by a "boom" in my head: the light was dim when I opened the door of this stone cave during the day, and now it was night, and the door was closed, and it should be pitch black and blind, how could I see it? I closed my eyes, rubbed them and opened them, yes, although the light was dim, I could see everything in the cave, the stone table, the stone bed, the iron box, and the rhubarb and yellow who had just jumped on the stone table.

I was ecstatic, jumped up and went inside, the bookscase weapon rack, and the miscellaneous items piled up on the side, all came into view, I opened my arms, and after screaming a few times on my back, I couldn't stop laughing "haha......