Chapter 113

After careful questioning, Lu Xiaofeng knew that it turned out that August 15 was coming soon. The Phantom Sword Village is not far from the Miao Village, so the customs of this festival are also from the Miao Village. It can be said that this August 15 is simply a major festival in this magic sword village, and I am afraid it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, his heart began to itch, you must know that this August 15th, according to the customs of the Han people, it is a sweet festival for lovers. Looking at the pretty and enchanting face of Ziyuejun in his arms, he was a little looking forward to the arrival of this festival soon.

Ziyuejun looked back at Lu Xiaofeng's way forward, sweating all the way, put down the work in his hand, and then walked to Lu Xiaofeng and stood on tiptoe, wiping his sweat with some distress. "Look at the sweat you run, what can you do later. ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and let Ziyuejun gently wipe it on his face, and after a while, he looked at Ziyuejun's gorgeous face and whispered: Ziyue, you are so beautiful. "What do you say? My sisters are old. Ziyuejun's face turned red again, and she replied softly.

The soft voice made Lu Xiaofeng a little itchy, and he couldn't help but hold Ziyuejun's hand with his backhand and hugged her in his arms. "I've got flour on my hands, let me go first. This Nizi's face was about to drip water, and her watery eyes were panicked, which made Lu Xiaofeng can't help but hug the nephrite in her arms.

Lu Xiaofeng still likes to see Ziyuejun's delicate appearance, so she couldn't help but pick up Ziyuejun's little face, looked at Ziyuejun's tightly closed eyes, and the trembling eyelashes, and kissed it gently.

Many times, Ziyuejun is a little fond of Lu Xiaofeng. After all, Ziyuejun was a full three years older than him, although he was only twenty-two years old, but he was used to the ups and downs of this world, experienced so many hardships and ups and downs, and his mind was as mature as a young woman.

For him, in addition to love, it is more pampered and cherished. Even if Lu Xiaofeng did something wrong, she was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to blame him. Ziyuejun knew that her body was sensitive, and every time she was with Lu Xiaofeng, she always couldn't control herself.

Obviously, he thought about it in his heart, and when Lu Xiaofeng was with him again, he must restrain himself. But when it came to Lu Xiaofeng, he couldn't control his feelings a little, so Lu Xiaofeng always succeeded.

It took a long time for the two of them to separate out of breath, and Ziyue Junjiao gasped softly, almost making Lu Xiaofeng can't help but almost hold her in her arms again. "Ziyue, your breasts seem to be a little bigger. Lu Xiaofeng prostrated in her ear, and the hot breath exhaled made Ziyuejun's body almost soften again.

"Bad guy, can't you still bully me enough? Ziyuejun's eyes were half-pleading. Lu Xiaofeng's face was excited, and he picked up Ziyuejun and turned around, this was not to show off, but more to be excited, happy that he finally had the ability to earn a monthly ticket with his own ability, and improve the situation of his beloved woman.

But when I looked back at Ziyuejun, I saw her expression gloomy, biting her lip, not knowing where to think something. "What's wrong, isn't it comfortable?" Lu Xiaofeng thought she was unwell, and then put her hand on her forehead.

"Nope. Ziyuejun tilted his head and asked a little faintly: "Lu Xiaofeng, do you think I'm useless?" I can't do anything, I can't do anything...... Seeing that Ziyuejun had some gains and losses, Lu Xiaofeng was also a little distressed.

Knowing that this is a hard wound in her heart, in front of herself, this Nizi is always a little inferior. The customs and habits of this phantom sword village, Lu Xiaofeng now knows a little bit. In many cases, girls marry someone who is about the same age as themselves.

At most, marry someone who is equal to yourself, marry someone younger than yourself, that is simply pitiful, and the family feels faceless. This Phantom Sword Village is isolated from the world, almost all generations have been spent in this mountain, and there is a Miao Village nearby, so many rules are different from the outside.

Although it is not uncommon to get married, it is extremely unfair to a widow, otherwise, this Purple Moon Monarch would not have fallen to such a state. In the Phantom Sword Village, widows cannot remarry.

Even if someone is willing to marry her, she can't worship the palace to marry, and she can only be a concubine, this almost harsh condition almost forces the widows to set up a chaste archway for themselves. Regarding Lu Xiaofeng's appearance, Ziyuejun's heart was more complicated.

She herself has been restraining the relationship between the two, but she didn't expect that in the end, she still didn't restrain it, so that the relationship between the two would be like Lu Xiaofeng. Although Lu Xiaofeng couldn't completely guess it, she could also feel the grievances in her heart to some extent.

"How so. In fact, in my heart, Ziyue, you have always been very useful, and your hands are so skillful. Lu Xiaofeng pointed to the Miao embroidery that was now playing a decorative role in the room: "Look, how beautiful these things are, I have never seen such a beautiful embroidery." ”

"You, do you like it?" Ziyuejun peeked at Lu Xiaofeng's heartfelt admiration, and was secretly happy in his heart, and his heart jumped up uncontrollably. Just this short compliment made her a little unable to control herself.

"I love it. Lu Xiaofeng held Ziyuejun's hand: "So, don't think about it anymore in the future." "Hmm. I know. Ziyuejun said softly, looking at Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, it was even more gentle.

"Reward?" Ziyue-kun hesitated, and tapped his chin with his small hand: "I want to think about it." That's right. There really is. I didn't expect to say a word of joke, this Ziyuejun actually took it seriously, and Lu Xiaofeng was also a little curious about what she would reward herself.

Could it be that it was a fragrant kiss? He guessed maliciously, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Ziyuejun wiped his hands on his apron, walked to the side of the bed, squatted down, and then bent down to find a small paper bag from under the bed.

Because of the tightness of the bag, Lu Xiaofeng really didn't see what it was. "Here, put it on, don't think I'm ugly. Ziyue Jun covered her face with one hand in shame, and then reached out and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng.

"What is this?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled as he took it and pinched it with his hand, faintly feeling that it was a cloth product. Could it be clothes, he wondered in his heart.

When he opened it, Lu Xiaofeng was a little stunned. He really didn't expect that what Ziyuejun handed him was a pair of cloth shoes. The sole is solid, dense, and brushed with tung oil, which feels flat and warm to the touch, and the upper is a square shoe with an elastic mouth, which looks a little lovely.

There are still a little red dots on the empty upper of the spell, and I don't know how many times Ziyuejun has been pricked by needles for making this thing. There had never been a gift like this that made Lu Xiaofeng feel happy, and touching the upper, he seemed to see the Purple Moon Jun making shoes for himself under the lamp.

His nose was sore, and he almost shed tears, hurriedly lowered his head, untied his foot, and then gently put his foot in. Comfortable, clean, soft under the feet, like stepping on cotton, the upper is loose, and the foot can stretch Lu Xiaofeng to the fullest, making Lu Xiaofeng almost moan in comfort.

He never thought that these handmade shoes would be so comfortable to wear. Ziyuejun saw that Lu Xiaofeng didn't say anything for a long time, and thought that he was doing a bad job, but when he peeked, he saw Lu Xiaofeng's eyebrows dancing there, walking around the house back and forth, looking at the shoes under his feet, obviously liking it tightly.

"Ziyue, you're amazing! It's so comfortable!" Lu Xiaofeng tried to take two more steps, and then looked excited. "If you like it, I also make it according to the size of your feet, and I'm afraid that you will wear it tightly. If you like it, I'll make it for you. Ziyuejun said with a smile.

"You make these things, how do you spend the Spring Festival?" Lu Xiaofeng saw Ziyuejun turn around and start working again, but he thought of a question in his heart. "We are here to follow the Miao family's habits, but the traditional New Year you mentioned, the village spent all their thoughts on the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

When he heard that the Mid-Autumn Festival was so grand, Lu Xiaofeng was also a little excited in his heart, to be honest, he hadn't spent such a Mid-Autumn Festival yet. Think about the lively appearance of the Spring Festival, dancing charms and spelling lions, setting off firecrackers, watching fireworks, stringing relatives and friends, it is lively and tight, and I don't know, what kind of scene is the Mid-Autumn Festival of this phantom sword village?

The Mid-Autumn Festival finally came slowly in Lu Xiaofeng's expectation and the increasingly lively atmosphere in the village. Just the day before, Baby Anne was afraid that Lu Xiaofeng would not know the rules in the village, and then called him to his side to explain vigorously, asking Lu Xiaofeng to accompany Zidie for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lu Xiaofeng thought it was like the traditional Spring Festival, one was to have a reunion at night, and the other was to keep vigil, and thought that Baby Anne was worried that Ah Zi would be sad by herself, that is, she agreed without hesitation.

Baby Anne couldn't close her mouth with joy, and praised Lu Xiaofeng for being sensible, but it made him a little inexplicable: Isn't it just a vigil, as for it? Purple Butterfly was on the side, looking at Baby Anne, and then looking at Lu Xiaofeng's confused way of agreeing.

Then he lowered his head and pursed his lips and snickered, but his cheeks slowly turned red. Purple Butterfly's appearance was seen by her grandmother, and she glared at her before letting the two go out. According to her, young people love to play, and it is good to get together more.