Chapter 211: Joy in Suffering

The snow is sunny at the beginning, the mist is thick, and the light breaks through the layers between the streams, and runs through the world in the world.

"In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. The five grains are abundant, the rice flowers are fragrant, and the six animals are prosperous, and the cattle and sheep are strong. The daily income is widespread, and the merchants are known in the market. The business is prosperous and the business is prosperous. Zhong Lingyu shows a side of the soil, and there are many generations of talents. The wind and rain are smooth, and the people of Guotai are prosperous everywhere! ”

Children are in groups of three or five, all wearing new jackets and holding small red lanterns, jumping happily and singing nursery rhymes. The childish voice echoed in the streets and alleys, covering up the depression of winter, dispelling the dullness of the past, and adding a bit of vitality and vitality to Nanling City.

Raise your eyes and look out, the big doors are all lit up, the new joint in front of the door hangs auspicious light, and the door is full of laughter.

However, in this festive atmosphere, not everyone is happy.

In a dilapidated alley, an old man drank tea while looking at the old woman who was busy preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and sighed: "This year's harvest is not bad, but once the miscellaneous taxes are paid, I have worked hard for a year, and in the end there is little left, and I panic when I think about it." ”

The old man sighed again as he spoke, and the wrinkles on his face accumulated into deep sorrow, "Master Jiang is gone, and our future days will be even more difficult." ”

"Phew, this is the New Year, don't say these depressing words!" The old woman in the family hurriedly took a sip, half consoling and half reminding, "We ordinary people, which family is not difficult?" Behold them, don't they also rejoice in their misery? When the children come back from the temple fair, you don't have to say these bad words, today to get rid of the old and welcome the new, how can you have a happy New Year. ”

The old man smiled bitterly, nodded helplessly and said "Okay".

The old man and the old woman were chatting, when suddenly, a rumbling drum came from the temple in the east of the city, breaking the silence of the alley.

Outside, there was the sound of young girls rushing to the temple fair, and the old woman glanced out the window, and her eyes couldn't help but smile: "Look, the temple fair has begun." ”

The market is full of cars and horses, and the flow of people is like weaving. At the temple fair, vendors from all walks of life compete to sell, attracting pedestrians; All kinds of delicacies are fragrant and appetizing; The juggling of various skills attracts people to stop and watch, dazzling and unforgettable.

In the temple, the incense is flourishing, and the pilgrims are endless. Everyone knelt down in front of the desk, their expressions solemn and pious, with expectations and yearning for love and career, as well as prayers and wishes for their families. The enshrined idol bears witness to his vision and desire for a better life through the smoke and fireworks, and the power of this belief also makes it live on this land.

At the same time, the downtown of Nanling City is busy.

Restaurants, restaurants and food stalls are all crowded with delicious delicacies and fragrances, entwining people's sense of smell and inducing the dance of taste buds deep in their hearts.

The streets are lined with stalls selling everything from paper-cuts and New Year paintings to lanterns and bamboo weaving. In the big shops, the goods are even more dazzling, all kinds of traditional handicrafts, from embroidery and ceramics to wood carvings and jade carvings, are exquisite, the men are shouting at the door, and the shopkeeper is smiling and receiving the guests who come to the house, and they are very busy.

The shouts and laughter of customers are intertwined with the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers to form a noisy melody, as if playing an overture to a grand celebration, interspersed with dragon dances and lion performances, pushing the festive atmosphere to a climax. People dressed in costumes shuttled through the bustling crowd, like a flowing picture, quite a thriving scene, so lively.

"Hey, why don't you see homeless beggars in this market today?" A scholar curiously asked the young man walking beside him.

"You've only been in Nanling City for half a year, so naturally you don't know, every New Year, Xuanjilou will give porridge outside the city, and those beggars and homeless people will go there." The young man replied.

When the scholar heard this, he looked at the rich businessmen and magnates who came and went to high-end shops and restaurants, and then looked at the people who had to bargain for the candy people who bought a candy for their children, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh: "The world is decaying, and human affection is as cold and thin as paper, and it is still green and pine, but I never thought that there are such kind-hearted people." ”

The young man looked at the seemingly bustling downtown area, his eyes crossed over the smiling faces, and he also sighed: "Who said it wasn't. ”

In this hot scene, only the people themselves know in their hearts that since the departure of Lord Jiang, their lives have become more difficult. Today, the powerful still enjoy a glitzy and extravagant life, while they, the commoners, are still overwhelmed by life and suffer all kinds of injustices and tribulations.

In such a situation, the hearts of the people have long been full of anxiety and anxiety about the future, but in this annual festival, they have to put on a happy smile, as if they do not want to worry their relatives, and they seem to be paralyzing themselves.

The people of the prosperous times, the ants of the troubled times. It is rare to have a festive season, to seek happiness from greed, to cover up the inner hesitation and sorrow, and to find hope for life.

Perhaps only in this special season can the people temporarily forget all kinds of hardships and fatigues in life, and immerse themselves in the joy and beauty of this moment.

And under such a lively and complicated scene, located in the center of the downtown area, the building that is bustling on weekdays seems to be deserted, for no other reason, just because there is an engraved wooden plaque in front of the door, and there is only a big "Hugh" word on it, which has shown that the most prosperous green building in Nanling City is a guest in Dumen today.

This makes people have to sigh the boldness of the owner of Xuanji Building, in this special festival, if the door is open to welcome guests, the silver can earn several times more than usual, all merchants want to sleep endlessly, take the opportunity to make more money, and Xuanji Lou is closed to thank customers, which makes people not envious.

I heard from the girls of Xuanjilou who went to the temple fair that the girls in the building not only had a few days off, but the owner also gave them New Year's money early, and the girls were overjoyed.

For Su Jingqian, the owner, the girls in the building are particularly respectful, although their requirements are very strict, but they are extremely generous to these fireworks women who have no relatives and no reason. The New Year's money they receive every year is unique in the entire Nanling City, not to mention that when the world is in a depression, their owners still insist on allocating silver taels every year to give porridge outside the city, helping the homeless, and saving how many people who can't continue to eat, this kind act makes them very moved. Therefore, the girls usually work hard to earn money for the building, which is also one of the reasons why Xuanji Lou can be in Nanling City.

"This Chinese New Year's Eve in Nanling City is more lively than I imagined. It's just that it's hard for these people, and they can only have fun in this festival. ”

In the study room on the fourth floor of Xuanji Building, a young woman pushed open a window facing the street, overlooking the endless stream of people below, and smiled at Ziyu beside her.

Ziyu smiled back and said quietly: "Perhaps, it is unknown whether the situation will change next year." ”

The woman was slightly stunned when she heard this, then raised her eyes to look at the sky in the distance, raised her lips and said, "It seems that the master is going to take the remaining moves." ”

"Happy Chinese New Year! (belated blessing)"