Hulu didn't play any more cards today.

In fact, when the Human Sword Sect used to celebrate the New Year, it would play cards for three days and three nights.

Sometimes even Cong Jian would rarely walk out of a pool, sit in the gatehouse, and call Chen Huaifeng and a few of his brothers to come a few laps.

It's just that this year everyone didn't play cards.

Ginger leaves, which are mixed in the Chengnan vegetable market all the year round, are very good at cooking, and they are busy from the afternoon to the evening, and they make a large table to eat.

The place where the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was eaten was placed on the side of Sanchi.

The third pond is backed by the long street of the world, and it is naturally much more lively than the first pond or the second pond closest to the gate of the Sword Sect.

The wind and snow outside the building were dispersed by the hanging swords of the senior brothers.

Although they usually live like ordinary people in Nanyi City, sometimes, the identity of sword cultivation is naturally extremely important.

For example, when a dozen or so junior brothers could not sit in a building that was only used as a lodging, and had to put the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the wind and snow.

In fact, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is less than before.

Because some people are not there, such as Cong Jian and Chen Huaifeng.

There are also some people who are gone, such as those who died in the depths of Daze and Senior Brother Huaimin outside Nanyi City.

So the brothers looked at the table that was used last year, but this year it seems to be much empty, and still sighed softly.

But this is not the first time this has happened.

These brothers have actually experienced a lot of such things in previous years.

For example, when they were still some teenagers, those Sword Sect senior brothers from many years ago left the Sword Sect with their swords on their backs and walked into the human world one early morning.

So there will be a few fewer people at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner that year.

This year, the only one who really belongs to this kind may be Chen Huaifeng.

Zhang Xiaoyu is not, and neither are Huaimin.

The senior brothers glanced at each other, but didn't say anything, got up and went to the kitchen here in Miike to help Jiang Ye carry the dishes.

It wasn't until a table of sumptuous dishes filled the table that Cong Xin pulled Hu Lu, who was sleeping in the gatehouse, to be late.

Cong Xin naturally sat on the main seat, and Hu Lu, who was crowded in the corner with Zhang Xiaoyu in previous years, sat next to Cong Xin this year. Then there is Nande Qumei Quming and them, and there is an empty seat, which is reserved for Jiang Ye, who is still in the kitchen.

After everyone arrived, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in this wind and snow gradually became lively.

The sword fire above the head hangs high, very bright, the wind and snow in the world only occasionally misses some, falling to this place, there is the laughter and blessing of the world outside the garden, and the bright fireworks are blooming in the night sky near or far.

Mei Quming looked at Hu Lu who was rubbing his eyes and yawning there, and said with a smile: "Hu Lu baby, why are you sleepy?" ”

The title of Huluwa is generally what Chen Huaifeng or Zhang Xiaoyu likes to call it.

They sometimes call it, but they don't often say that, it's usually a small beard or something.

Hu Lu was about to say something, but Cong Xin on the side stood up in his chair and gave the young man a blow.

"Happy for the New Year."

Cong Xin looks childish, but at this time it is very majestic.

After all, this is the small mascot of the Sword Sect that Cong Blade sometimes needs to make three points.

Hu Lu squeezed a smile at the senior brothers.

The young man is fourteen and fifteen years old, maybe there is not much difference in appearance, and his height may be much taller, at least he won't be like a little child when he stands next to the tall Chen Huaifeng.

It's just that some things change, and naturally it's not just physical.

Mei Quming and the others naturally knew that Hu Lu still hadn't been able to get out of many things, so they tried to say some interesting things there to liven up the atmosphere.

"Do you remember when Xiao Yu first came? Senior Brother Huaifeng asked for a sword fire to drive away the wind and snow, but he wanted to come by himself, but not long after he learned the sword, the sword began to hover in the wind and snow, and it was blown crooked and fell into the streets of the world, which frightened the people passing by. ”

But this anecdote may not be funny.

So Hu Lu just sat there and quietly watched Mei Quming them.

Mei Quming then looked at Nan Dequ on the side, as the current big brother in the Sword Sect, although Nan Dequ is not the highest realm, but he is the oldest.

It's just that the old man, who is thirty-five and has always had little words, naturally can't say anything interesting.

The crowd looked at each other, but fortunately, at this time, Jiang Ye finally came with the last dish.

It is a braised silver carp.

The fish, which had been burned red and sprinkled with shallots and ginger leaves, lay on a plate and placed it in the middle of a meal.

"Where's the wine?"

Mei Quming looked at Jiang Ye and said.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Mei Quming and said, "Didn't I say before that I asked you to buy it?" ”

Mei Quming was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Maybe I was playing cards before, but I didn't hear it, I'll buy it." ”

Jiang Ye smiled helplessly and said, "Forget it, where do you go to buy it for the New Year." ”

Cong thought for a moment and said, "There is still one in the tree house, and the Cong blade was placed there before. ”

Mei Quming stood up and said, "I'll get it." ”

Then, when I passed by, I pulled the reed up.

The two of them walked through the corridor of the three pools one after the other, and walked towards the side of the first pool in the wind and snow.

Hu Lu walked a little slowly, and Mei Quming also slowed down a little.

looked at the still somewhat taciturn young man on the side and said, "You still haven't let go? ”

Hu Lu nodded, lowered his head, and walked quietly on the windy and snowy road.

Mei Quming didn't say anything, just raised his hand and patted Hu Lu's shoulder.

"It's always time to be happier, this year is coming to an end, and many things this year are almost over. Senior Brother Huaifeng may come back next year, Senior Brother Xiaoyu may also be, and Master, maybe one day you get up lazily and pass by a pool, and you see a big slacker sleeping sitting on the bridge? ”

Hu Lu listened to the lazy sentence in Mei Quming's words, and there was a smile on his face.

It's just that it's still different.

If it were March or April this year, Hu Lu would definitely say that you scolded Master for being a slacker, and I would tell him!

Hulu didn't know why it suddenly came to mind.

Then I was very dazed and thought, did I use this before?

Fourteen-year-old juvenile Hulu is naturally active and happy.

Because he thought that Chen Huaifeng would take Nanyi City to maintain his health, he could run like a galloping radish on the tomb mountain.

Maybe the change in life was hasty and sudden.

However, it takes a long time to realize this change.

Then you feel that you are very different and difficult to understand.

"Also, this may be the last year that your Senior Brother Nan Dequ has spent in the Sword Sect."

Mei Quming said softly.

"You know, he Chinese New Year's Eve five years old today, which is a little older than Senior Brother Huaifeng. It is impossible for a person to spend his whole life in the Sword Sect, even if it is an upper realm sword cultivator, after all, he has to go to the world to take a look at it, so that he can live up to this life. ”

Mei Quming touched the gourd skin of the gourd, her hair was already very long, and sometimes when she sat in the wind, it would make people think that she was a lonely little girl.

Hulu did not speak.

"Be happy, when everyone came to the Sword Sect, they all came happily, and they always had to leave happily."

Hulu looked down at the snow, and after a long time, he finally nodded.

"I see, brother."

Mei Quming smiled slightly and rubbed the back of the young man's head.

Although the world always thinks that the hands of sword cultivation should be rough.

But nowadays, the sword intent is more important, and the sword intent is cultivated, so in fact, the sword cultivator's hand is not as good as the world imagines.

It's just that the senior brother who holds a penny on the Nanyi River all the year round has a very rough palm.

When I touched the boy's skull, there was a slight tingling, but it also seemed to have some reassuring feelings.

This is different from the hands of a health person like Chen Huaifeng.

"Laugh when you know."

Hu Lu stood in the wind and snow, stopped for a while, and then slowly showed a smile, although it was very light, but it was much better.

Mei Quming smiled and said, "Okay, let's go quickly, otherwise your senior brothers will have to wait until next year." ”

Hulu nodded.

It's just that Mei Quming didn't go to Yichi.

Instead, he stopped at the pavilion in Niike.

In the poolside pavilion where the disciples of the Sword Sect played cards all the year round, there was actually a stove that was always hot with wine.

Mei Quming didn't buy the wine is fake, and it is true that he forgot to take it.

The reason why I say this is probably to pull the hulu out and let those senior brothers and disciples say something happily.

If the reed still doesn't get happy, go farther away to a pond.

But obviously not now.

Mei Quming lifted the wine jug on the stove, looked at Hu Lu with a smile and said, "Do you want to drink a little secretly?" ”

Hu Lu tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Then drink a little." ”

Mei Quming raised his hand and picked a piece of wind and snow, turning it into a wine glass - he didn't really want to do this, he preferred to find a cup, but it was clear that there would probably not be enough time for him to go to the Sword Sect to find a cup.

So he used some sword intent rarely, turning some snow into a wine glass.

He poured a full glass of wine and handed it to Hulu.

Hu Lu poured without ambiguity, picked up the cold cup, drank the warm wine, and drank it directly.

Naturally, the amount of alcohol consumed by teenagers is not very good.

As a result, there was some flushing on his face.

Drinking some alcohol can naturally make people happier.

Then the young man's expression gradually flew a little up—as if he had returned to the way he had been a long time ago.

When the two of them returned to Sanchi, the senior brothers had indeed been waiting for a while.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at the pot of hot wine in Mei Quming's hand, and said, "Didn't you say that you didn't buy it?" ”

Mei Quming laughed, put the wine jug on the table, and said, "I went to play cards before, and I forgot that I actually bought it." ”

“......”

However, the brothers and sisters looked at Hu Lu, who looked much better, and didn't say anything.

Naturally, I was able to guess some of Mei Quming's thoughts.

Only then did everyone really sit down, and one poured a glass of wine.

And there was an uproar.

Thousands of enthusiastic sounds came from this bustling ancient city like a tidal wave, along with the wind and snow towards this garden.

The fireworks exploded in the sky, and even the wind and snow were covered by those lights.

The young man Hu Lu poured the first glass of wine of the new year, and stood up with the senior brothers, his face flushed, as if he had forgotten a lot of things, and smiled brightly.

"Happy New Year, Senior Brother!"

......

In fact, the most important thing in the heart of the little boy is self-blame and remorse.

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The grass sat on the ridge of the snow with a smile on his face.

Naturally, the boy who brought the snow didn't come tonight, but the snow remained.

It's just that whether it's Grass for Firefly or Nandao, neither of them mentioned this snow that was brought to the town because the boy's inner thunder turned into fine snow.

Maybe it's by heart.

Maybe it's pure forgetting.

Sometimes people have too good a memory, and sometimes they inevitably have a bad memory.

Minamijima may have thought about this question before jumping off the roof, but the conversation went to the grilled fish, so she didn't remember anything.

But the grass for the firefly didn't care.

For the New Year in the world, it is natural to have some snow to have enough New Year's flavor.

If the South Island hadn't brought this snow to the town, he would have found a way to make it snow.

There are always some blurred pictures from the past years.

It is the memory of a young boy sitting by the stove under the eaves and watching the snow, while the kitchen floats with the aroma of various fish and meat.

The fire of the hearth is red, the lantern is red, and the couplets in front of the door are red.

Everything was booming, and it became hazy in the snow.

When Cao Weiyi was thinking like this, in that town that was not unfamiliar for the first New Year, the girl walked quietly in the snow again.

It should have been the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, so I didn't mention anything, the fine snow that fell on the world, and I didn't need any umbrellas, but I walked gently on the long street with my hands behind my back.

"Are you still watching here?"

The girl stopped on the street not far away, looked up at the grass and asked.

Cao Weiying nodded with a slight smile and said, "Yes." ”

The girl quietly looked at the grass for fireflies, at the wine gourd in his hand, and at some fish bones piled up on the ridge of the roof, and then said in surprise: "You ate fish?" ”

Grass nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The girl smiled and said, "We also ate fish." ”

Grass laughed softly and said, "Yes, that's good. ”

"But why do we eat fish?"

Cao Wei Hotaru tilted his head, thought for a while, and said: "Because this is a good wish, eating fish means that there is a surplus this year, and sometimes the world is very hard, and often there is not enough to eat, so there will be such a prayer." There are fish every year, and there is more than every year, because there is a surplus, and next year can not suffer from hunger and cold. ”

"The Chinese New Year is a very particular thing, such as eating fish, such as eating glutinous rice balls, such as pasting Spring Festival couplets during the New Year." Cao Weiying smiled slightly, "That's the beautiful hope that people struggle out of pain." ”

The girl listened very attentively.

The first Chinese New Year in the world is all of a sudden, a long spring day that is as long as a thousand years, and then it is about to cross over to another spring day, and the people in the town seem to be very familiar with this matter, but there are always many things that do not know why to do this.

Cao Weiying looked down at the girl standing in the light of the snow on the long street, and said softly: "So when people meet, they have to wish each other a happy new year." ”

The girl's eyes lit up, and she took a few steps forward, stopped at the bottom of the roof, and looked up at the young man in green clothes sitting on the ridge.

"I've already thought about the question you said yesterday."

Grass smiled and said, "What is it?" ”

"It's Muzihua."

"Muzihua?"

The girl looked up, nodded very affirmatively, and looked at the young man in green clothes on the ridge of the roof expectantly.

Grass took a sip of wine for Hotaru, and then chuckled softly at the expectant girl on the long street of fine snow.

"Very good name."

Mu Zihua lowered her head in some frustration.

Naturally, this is not what she wants to hear.

It's just that the young man sitting on the roof continued to whisper: "Happy New Year, Mu Zihua." ”

Mu Zihua raised her head again and looked at the young man in green clothes on the eaves with a smile.

"Happy New Year, grass is fireflies."

The people of the town have not yet learned to set off fireworks.

But in the snowy night of the town, there were many brilliant lights that inexplicably began to bloom, pouring into the sword lakes that surrounded the town, but it was incomparably warm and bright.

Mu Zihua turned her head and looked at the light that ignited in the sky.

"What's that?"

Cao Weiying said softly: "That's what I remember the appearance of the Chinese New Year's Eve in the world, the world calls them fireworks, and you can do something like this in the future." ”

Mu Zihua's eyes sparkled.

"Would the town make something like this?"

Cao Wei Hotaru thought for a while and said, "Maybe, if someone starts thinking about alchemy immortality and accidentally explodes, he will find something magical." ”

Grass is smiling as she looks at the fireworks in the sky.

Something amazing indeed.

Mu Zihua looked at it for a long time, then turned her head, looked at the grass for fireflies and said, "Is there anything else we need to learn?" ”

Grass thought for Hotaru and said, "You need to remember this day, this is the beginning of a new year, such as the beginning of the year, the beginning of the month - for example, now, we can call it the year of Muzihua, the first day of the first month. After another year, we can call it the second year of Muzihua, and continue all the way, so the years have a name. ”

Mu Zihua nodded seriously, but maybe remembered some questions again, looked at the grass for the firefly and said, "Then what about Mu Zihua a year ago?" ”

Cao Weiyi drank the peach blossom brew in the gourd, thought for a long time, and said seriously: "You can call them history." ”

Mu Zihua's eyes widened and she said softly, "History? ”

Cao Weiying smiled slightly and said: "Yes, history, it is the history of everything that has finally begun to wake up from chaos, in history, you have learned to plant, brew, trade, have anger for the first time, have love for the first time. ”

Mu Zihua experienced the weight of such a word for the first time.

The girl on the snowy streets of this town looked at the charming and gentle smile on the face of the young man sitting on the roof in a daze.

She didn't know what it was.

It was also in that smile that she felt for the first time the intimacy and alienation between this young man in green clothes and this town—he seemed to have been in the town all along, and it seemed that he had never been there.

Maybe many years later, when the children of the town ask about such a story about history.

That's what she would have said at the time—

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BC we are too young / AD we are too old

No one has ever seen a truly beautiful smile like that

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