The autumn night was cold, he wrapped Shen Miaoyan in the quilt, picked her up, and walked towards the outside of the wooden house.

There was a big banyan tree at the head of the village, and opposite the banyan tree was an abandoned brick wall, Jun Shuying put Shen Miaoyan under the tree, repeatedly told her not to go anywhere, obediently waited for him to come back, and stuffed a candy into her mouth.

The candy was very sweet, Shen Miaoyan nodded obediently, and Jun Shuying left immediately.

After two quarters of an hour he returned with a large iron bucket.

He put the big iron bucket next to the brick wall, ran to the banyan tree, stuffed a candy into Shen Miaoyan's mouth, touched her head, and raised a gentle smile on her thin lips, "Good, you will see fireworks soon!" ”

Shen Miaoyan nodded obediently, like a child going to a private school for the first time, sitting cross-legged and very upright.

Jun Shuying put on a sheepskin jacket and a hat, walked under the brick wall, picked up a wooden scoop made of willow roots, and raised a scoop of hot iron from the big iron bucket high in the air, and splashed it on the brick wall.

Countless molten iron burst out, blooming tens of thousands of golden sparks in the dark night.

Scoops of molten iron were poured out, and sparks fell from the sky, like a huge golden canopy in full bloom, illuminating the entire foot of the mountain, illuminating the boundless darkness, spectacular and beautiful, rare in the world.

Amber eyes lit up, and the girl stared blankly at the extreme beauty, almost forgetting to breathe at this moment.

Her gaze slowly fell in the middle of the golden canopy, and the man painted a brilliant and colorful picture in the dark night like a splash of ink......

"Fourth brother?"

Her lips were white, and after calling softly, she suddenly stared, no, that's not the fourth brother!

The person who showed her this beautiful picture scroll was Jun Shuying!

When the bucket full of molten iron was at the bottom, the man took off his hat and walked slowly to the banyan tree, but when he saw his girl looking up at him, she somehow began to cry again.

He knelt down on one knee in front of her and funnily wiped away her tears, "Good and decent, why are you crying again?" Are fireworks not pretty? ”

"That's not fireworks." The girl pouted.

Jun Shuying's fingers paused on the corners of her crimson eyes, and the corners of her lips still had a doting smile, "Then when Miaomiao's illness is cured, I'll take Miaomiao to Jinzhou to watch the real fireworks, okay?" ”

Surrounded by the chirping of autumn insects, a crescent moon hanging high in the starry sky, and the breath of the mountains and forests is refreshing.

Shen Miaoyan held his wrist seriously and looked directly into his Danfeng eyes, "Although it is not a firework, it is more beautiful and precious than fireworks." Fifth brother, thank you. ”

She closed her eyes and leaned gently into Jun Shuying's arms.

Jun Shuying's eyes suddenly dilated, and he looked down at the girl in his arms, but saw a sweet smile on her little face, as if she was extremely happy.

He cautiously patted her on the back and said softly, "Let's go home?" ”

Shen Miaoyan nodded vigorously.

The next day, Shen Miaoyan's high fever subsided.

She got up early in the morning, specially cooked two bowls of fragrant egg noodles, and was busy with everything before knocking on Jun Shuying's door: "Get up and eat!" ”

"Ah, right away!" A man's voice came from inside.

Shen Miaoyan looked back at the egg noodles sprinkled with green onions, and waited for him to come out of it with joy.

There was the sound of water inside, and it was a long time before the door was pushed open.

Jun Shuying walked to the table and saw that the noodles were snow-white and delicate, covered with a golden poached egg, and sprinkled with some tender green onions, and the color matching was really beautiful.

He smiled and said: "It's not easy for a girl who is not diligent and doesn't divide grains to lay egg noodles!" ”

Shen Miaoyan pushed the bowl of noodles in front of him and gave him a pair of clean wooden chopsticks, "The noodles I made are very fragrant and delicious, you can taste them!" ”

Jun Shuying responded and ate a few bites, but found that there were two poached eggs hidden under his noodles.

Yu Guang quietly glanced to the opposite side, but there was no in Xiao Miaomiao's bowl.

A strange feeling welled up in his heart, and he picked up an egg and pretended to put it inadvertently into her bowl.

Shen Miaoyan's cheeks were slightly hot, and he ate noodles silently, staring at the egg without speaking.

After the two finished eating, Shen Miaoyan wanted to get a vegetable patch in the backyard to come out, Jun Shuying naturally had no opinion, and took the initiative to take a hoe to turn over the ground.

Shen Miaoyan sat on the bluestone steps, holding a little white rabbit Shunmao, "Fifth brother, what should we plant?" ”

"There are a lot of vegetables suitable for autumn," Jun Shuying said, wiped her sweat, put down her hoe, and took off her shirt hotly, revealing her toned upper body, "like baby cabbage, white radish, potatoes and leeks, they are quite hardy." ”

Shen Miaoyan didn't dare to look at him, retracted his gaze with a red face, and continued to brush the rabbit hair, "The little cabbage is sweet and tender, so let's plant the little cabbage." Grow a little more, and when the harvest is harvested, hide it in the cellar, and eat it hot with beef in winter. If you can't finish eating vegetables, you can also feed the rabbits. ”

Jun Shuying smiled and continued to turn the ground, "It's all wonderful." ”

Shen Miaoyan looked at him quietly, but was surprised to find that his back was full of scars that had been burned by the fire.

She remembered the beautiful tree fight last night, so much molten iron was thrown into the air, there must have been a lot of splashes on him......

No wonder he woke up later than usual this morning, and there was still the sound of water in the room......

He must have been in pain all night, and he could only wash his wounds with cold water non-stop.

The tip of her nose was sour, she let go of the white rabbit and ran out of the yard: "I'll go find something, you wait for me!" ”

Jun Shuying looked at her back curiously, just thinking that she was going to play, so she continued to turn the ground.

Shen Miaoyan walked through half of the forest alone, and finally found an inconspicuous clump of grass under the old tree.

She pulled up all the grass, returned to the wooden house in a hurry, washed it with water, pounded it into juice in a small bowl, and walked to the backyard with the bowl in her hand. ”

Jun Shuying put down the hoe and walked over, "What's wrong?" ”

"Sit down." She pouted towards the steps.

Jun Shuying raised her eyebrows and sat down calmly.

Shen Miaoyan squatted down behind him, wiped the beads of sweat from his back with a wet handkerchief, and carefully applied herbs to the wound.

The herbs were very cold, and Jun Shuying's body stiffened.

"If I hadn't found out, were you going to just leave the wound alone?" Shen Miao's words were reproachful.

His skin was as white as jade, and the spark-soaked wounds were all over it, and it looked really distressing.

Jun Shuying smiled and changed the topic, "What kind of herb does Miao Miao use?" It's so comfortable to put on. ”

Shen Miaoyan said lightly: "Weeping pot grass, sweet and cool, can clear heat and detoxify, external application to relieve burns." ”

"Xiao Miaomiao knows a lot, so powerful!" The man was amazed from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Miaoyan pushed his head and continued to apply medicine to him seriously.

In the amber eyes, there was a trance.

That person has never praised her like Jun Shuying.

Since she was a child, no matter what she did, no matter what effort she put in, in his eyes, it never seemed to be worth mentioning.

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Ah, Cabbage Tian shamelessly made a cameo.

Hitting the tree flower is a unique ancient festival fire, which has a history of more than 500 years and is also an intangible cultural heritage, but I heard that it seems to be about to be lost, and I haven't seen the live version of the dish, but I feel so shocked when I watch the video!

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