The temple fair of Daifukuji Temple is said to have a history of more than 200 years. Every year from the first day of the first month to the fifteenth day of the first month, many people in the city will go to Dafukuji Temple to pray for blessings and have fasting. The plum blossoms in the mountain behind Dafu Temple, which are well raised, have become a scale, and have also attracted a group of literati and artists from all over the world.

Nearby villagers will gather near Dafukuji Temple to do some small business. Gradually, a temple fair was formed. More than 200 years have passed, and the scale of the temple fair has become larger and larger. Selling all kinds of snacks and handicrafts, jugglers, troupes...... Not to mention how lively it is.

Even the people of Fucheng will come from thousands of miles to burn incense, pray for the Buddha's safety, watch the plum blossoms in the back mountain, and visit the lively temple fairs......

The weather has been nice in recent days, the sun is shining, and the snow has almost melted. Mrs. Wu thought about taking Fuya to the temple to worship and pray to the Buddha and Bodhisattva to bless her family Fuya with peace and health.

The group drove the ox cart to the foot of the mountain where the Daifuku Temple is located.

After storing the ox cart, Zhao Changsheng took Fu Ya from Wu Pozi's arms and said to Song Laosi: "From the foot of the mountain to Dafu Temple, you have to climb a long mountain road, you can help your aunt, and I will hug Fu Ya!" ”

Although Song Laosi wants to hug his daughter, he can't leave his wife to others to take care of, right?

Mrs. Wu rolled her eyes and said in her heart: The old woman is in good health, and it is no problem to climb a few mountains, not to mention this small mountain road? I've already seen through your true purpose - don't you just want to hug her family! Forget it, for the sake of you being Fuya's godfather, I'll let you hold it for a while! Who made her family so painful?

The sun is out, there is no wind at all today, it is a good day to travel. Fu Ya pulled the small quilt off her head and looked at the surrounding mountain scenery with great interest.

A winding staircase stretches deep into the forest. Dark green pine trees, like pagodas. The abrupt rocks, craggy and weird, can be imagined in various shapes.

She took a deep breath and choked on the cold air. Mrs. Wu hurriedly caught up, covered her granddaughter with a small quilt again, and muttered: "Cover it quickly, don't freeze!" I'll just say, it's really not good for men to take children, it's too careless! ”

To be replaced by Song Laosi, she slapped the child earlier and snatched the child. But looking at Zhao Changsheng, he didn't mean to return the child at all, Mrs. Wu opened her mouth, and finally didn't ask for the child back.

Gradually, there were more pedestrians on the road. Song Ziran could already hear the cries of the hawkers and the applause of the onlookers.

Hey? There are buns sold in front! Fu Ya stretched out her head and took a deep breath, it was so fragrant! This is the fireworks of life......

"Little glutton!" Mrs. Wu couldn't help laughing, bought a big meat bun, pulled a small piece from it, and stuffed it into Fu Ya's mouth.

Song Ziran slowly grinded with her small milk teeth, looking at the small opening missing on the meat bun, she was very dissatisfied: You broke it a little bigger? Bring some meat! Whoever wants to eat bun skin, she wants to eat meat!

It is impossible for her to eat meat, and being able to taste a little meat on the skin of the bun is already the biggest concession of Mrs. Wu. She heard from her in-laws that such a big child can't eat oil, salt and other things, and will have stomach trouble!

Song Ziran ate two bites, and then went to stare at the old man who made rice cakes. A cup made of wood, put glutinous rice flour and sugar osmanthus in it, steam it on the fire for a few minutes, and the snow-white and fragrant rice cake is good. In his previous life, Song Ziran was still at the school gate when he was a child, and he had eaten such rice cakes!

Just as she was thinking, a hot rice cake appeared in front of her. It turned out that her grandmother saw her staring at the rice cake, so she went to buy a piece for her.

Song Ziran leaned over and took a big bite, well, it was fragrant, and it was really the taste in memory. The rice cakes are soft and glutinous, and the sugar osmanthus flowers are sweet and delicious!

"You can't eat too much if it's delicious! It's going to break your belly! Mrs. Wu only fed her two mouthfuls, then wrapped the meat buns and rice cakes in oiled paper, and prepared to take them back to the little cubs at home to eat!

In her opinion, it is their blessing to be able to eat the good things left by Fuya! Buy them separately? Non-existent!!

After walking a few more steps, the stalls selling dumplings were full of customers. Song Ziran pointed out: Today is the Lantern Festival, and there are no rice balls prepared at home, so she is hungry for rice balls with black sesame filling!

Wu Pozi pressed down her hand and said, "Oh, this is not something you can eat." If you choke on your throat, you'll die! Next year, when you can eat glutinous rice balls next year, milk will make it for you. Guaranteed to be better than this! ”

All right! Can't eat rice balls, the big wontons in front, can she taste a bite?

"The wontons sold outside, I don't know what to put inside, Fu Ya, let's not eat it! Let's go back and make you chicken soup and wontons, okay? Mrs. Wu gave Zhao Changsheng a look and asked him to quickly leave the snack selling area with Fuya in his arms. Oh mom, this kid, I want to try everything. What a gluttonous cat!

When she arrived at the place where the juggling was performed, Song Ziran was attracted by the monkey training: the monkey was upside down, the monkey turned his heel, the monkey climbed the pole, and the monkey rode the dog...... There was a baby monkey that looked like it was a little over a month old, hiding in the arms of the mother monkey and eating her hands.

Seeing that she was looking intently, Mrs. Wu smiled and quipped: "Look, does that little monkey look like our Fuya?" Well-behaved and cute! ”

Song Ziran glanced at her milk lightly: What looks? She's so much cuter than a little monkey, okay?

"Grab the kids! My baby! A young daughter-in-law grabbed Zhao Changsheng's arm and cried, "Please, awesome me!" My baby was snatched away! ”

Zhao Changsheng frowned, gently broke free from her entanglement, glanced at Song Laosi, and said, "You go and help her find the child!" ”

The little daughter-in-law was still pulling Zhao Changsheng's sleeve, crying vigorously.

Not to mention Zhao Changsheng, even Song Ziran frowned when she looked at it - there are so many people around, is it normal to pull a child to help her find a baby?

Mrs. Wu pulled her away and said, "Your baby is lost, don't go to find it quickly, what's the use of crying?" How old is your baby? What to wear? What does the person who snatched your baby look like? You don't say anything, you cry and cry all the time, can you bring your child back to cry? ”

"Besides, he's still holding a child by himself, what do you mean if you don't ask others to just ask him for help? If your child is lost, you can't see other people's babies well? Mrs. Wu was full of combat effectiveness, and a few words blocked the little daughter-in-law speechless.

A dark and thin woman next to her said to Mrs. Wu: "You are too unsympathetic. Everyone else has lost their babies, are you still poking people's hearts like that, are you still human? ”

"You have compassion, why don't you help find the baby. The two mouths moved, and it was useless to just talk about something. That's it! I suspect that you are in the same group as that flower shooter, and you want to deceive us and take the opportunity to snatch our family fortune! By the way, I remember that every year there will be a guard patrol at the temple fair, and I will take you to find the officer...... Ay! Don't go? With the help of the government, isn't it easier for the child to find it, what are you running? ”

When Mrs. Wu saw the little daughter-in-law and the thin black woman, they squeezed into a crowded place, and disappeared in a few clicks, and she couldn't help but be a little afraid: she was really blinded, these two came for her family's blessings! She thought about it, tied a rope around Fu Ya's waist, and wrapped the other end around her hands and neck!

Song Ziran: ......

I always feel that something is wrong......