After the end of the war, he went home for three days, which can really be described as "a moment of gold". When I was a child, I passed by in my home, but at this time, it was like a real thing that could be divided into countless pieces in the past life of heaven and earth, and every moment made Xingyan feel its existence, and watched it pass by, and he couldn't stop it if he wanted to. So in such a fleeting short period of time, Xingyan was extremely attached to the second elder, and occasionally when he was free, he just walked around not far from the front and back of the house, looking for those traces of his childhood in the old garden.

No further ado. On the fifth day of the second lunar month, it was the second day of Xingyan's homecoming, and there were quite old days in the city of Raozhou, such as the enlightened teacher Mr. Ji, the old owner of Daoxianglou, Huayuelou and other neighborhood wine shops, this trip back to Raozhou, he should have gone to pay a visit, but Xingyan decided to stay at home to serve his parents.

At this point, the old Zhang Tou couple also learned about the child's recent itinerary, and knew that the sixth son had to go to the South China Sea to do something important. Therefore, on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the old couple entertained their son who had not returned home for a long time, and they were even more courteous. How to compensate for the loss of the child not being able to spend the New Year at home? The simple old couple thought about it and decided to make up for their son's most important festival at the end of the new year, the "Dragon Raising Head Festival" on the second day of February.

Speaking of the "dragon raising its head" on the second day of February, it is an extremely important festival of the year for the villages of the Horseshoe Mountain near Poyang Lake. The second day of the second month of February is before and after the sting, the rain is abundant, the insects are germinating, and the disasters between the farmlands are prone to occur. The legend says that the dragon is the length of the scale insects, and as soon as the dragon comes out, a hundred insects are lurking, so for these farmers who make a living from farming, the second dragon raising its head in February is an extremely important festival. For the Zhuanghu people who rely on the sky to eat, this "year" starts from the eighth day of the lunar month at the end of the old year, and ends until the second dragon raises its head in February of the new year. On the second day of February, after wishing the dragon to heaven, they really settled down and started farming in the new year.

Therefore, the old Zhang Tou couple decided to make up for this festival and talk about the meaning of celebrating the New Year together. In addition, because these two old couples have lived a simple life, even if they want to entertain their son, they have to find a reason to spend a lot of money.

It's just that although the old couple are so gracious, this year's situation is a bit special. When they spend the money they have accumulated like money, buy sumptuous food, and carefully cook it and put it on the table, they unknowingly cause a lot of awkwardness.

It turned out that according to the custom of February 2nd in the countryside, in order to celebrate the rise of the dragon and the subjugation of the insects, the food that everyone ate on this day also changed its name. Noodles are not called "noodles", but "dragon beard noodles"; ordinary dumplings become "dragon ears" and "dragon horns"; and when dragon ears and dragon horns are cooked together, they become "a thousand dragons playing with pearls". The rice is transformed into a "dragon child", and even the green onion pancakes are baked in the shape of the legendary dragon scales, which are called "dragon scale cakes".

These Najib customs, which have been handed down a long time ago, have been quiet for thousands of years, and they are very joyful, but when they come to their hometown, because of the presence of a special guest, they seem very awkward! For example, when Xingyan Niang serves a bowl of rice, she respectfully says "The dragon is born" according to the custom At this time, the old man who had not dared to look directly at the fairy's face did not notice that the fairy in front of her heard this Najib salutation, and unconsciously peeked at her own awakening words sitting next to her, and did not know what to think, but suddenly her face turned red, and she stared at the rice in front of her and refused to put it down.

"Ha ......"

Lingyi is like this, soberly and observing, of course he knows the crux of the problem. After figuring out the trick, Xingyan also felt very strange in his heart, and in order to play a round game, he said to his mother with chopsticks:

"Mother, this February two dragons raised their heads, in order to celebrate the dragon God blessed the harvest of grains, and now we have eaten all the 'dragons', I am afraid of blasphemy. Why don't we call it that?"

“......”

Naturally, now the old Zhangtou couple are very convinced by the words of the awakening, and when they heard their son's explanation, the old couple suddenly changed their words, and in the face of the table full of food, they no longer said that they would be dragons. So the festival luncheon of this mountain home has become natural and happy!

In the afternoon of this day, the originally sunny weather suddenly became stormy, and the peaks of the mountains near and far were instantly cloudy, accompanied by terrible lightning and thunder, and the raindrops the size of beans fell like a scoop, flying in the grass of the mountains near and far. The sudden spring rain was so fierce that pedestrians who were still in the mountains immediately took refuge in the dense forest next to the road and waited until the rain stopped before daring to continue walking.

This storm, which was rare in early spring, lasted for more than half an hour before it stopped. When the wind and rain dissipate, the clouds opened, and the foothills of the horseshoe mountain, which had just fallen into the darkness, were radiant again. The large and small mountain peaks under the blue sky have just been washed by the torrential rain, and they appear to be particularly fresh and green; the trickle between the mountain streams, when the rain has stopped and the wind has stopped, has rushed into a wide mountain waterfall stream, rushing down from the heights, making a rumbling sound of water. Startled by the sound of water, all kinds of mountain birds flew out of the jungle excitedly, gathering and scattering in the blue clouds, chirping and singing. It seems that after the baptism of a storm just now, this vast and wordless mountain field suddenly came to life and radiated with incomparable vitality!

The clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, the sky shone brightly, and the father of the old man who had just been afraid of the wind and rain and avoided the house also came outside the house. Only then did he realize that his child did not seem to be hiding in another house during the storm just now. When I saw my son at this moment, I found that he was standing on a protruding mountain rock far away from here with that Qiong Wei Yimei, looking at the beautiful rainbow in the sky outside the East Mountain. At this time, the Lingyi fairy was not by their side, and they went to the front and back of the house to pay attention again, but they didn't find it, and it seemed that they had left.

The mortal old Zhang Tou didn't know that the sudden storm just now was actually the arrival of the gods of the Four Desecrated Dragon Clan, picking up their treasure-like princesses and going to the vast and mysterious East China Sea Ancestral Clan to maintain the divine body. At the time of parting, it is naturally difficult to part, and even if there are thousands of words, many people do not know where to start for a while. In the wind and rain, only each other cherishes, Yin Yin said goodbye, and tentatively set down the date of meeting. And when the incense cart turned, Ling Yi'er took out a letter on her sleeve, and the envelope said that "Xue Yi opened it in person", entrusting her with a waking word, instructing her that in the future, if the soul on the ice peak turns around, and the snow is heavy, she will give this letter to her; It is so difficult to leave, thousands of sorrows, but fortunately, the wind and rain are like obscurity, even if the tears are overflowing, they are hidden in the rain, and they are not afraid of losing their manners.

Farewell to Lingyi, in the evening, after watching the picturesque sunset and the birds returning to the forest, Qiong Wei accompanied his parents to dinner. Later, the two of them went to the east on the abrupt mountain rock, looked at the crescent moon like a hook, and saw that the seven houses of the oriental dragon "horn, kang, di, fang, heart, tail, and kei" rose from the east heaven and earth, like a delicate jade dragon flying in the east sky. Under the cold moon and starlight, at this time, when I look at the Poyang Lake in the east, which is thousands of miles in radius, it is the vast and boundless clouds, among which the island Rob is like a chess, floating and sinking between the stars and waters, just like the many memories in the heart, ethereal, as in the sky...... And this night, when I returned home and rested on the couch, before I fell asleep, it was raining spring rain outside. The spring rain is like sorrow, falling on the grass leaves outside the house, and the sound is like knocking on the bottom of the heart, and it is even more sad in such a night when it is difficult to sleep. And tossing and turning, when all difficulties are about to end, the sharp ear seems to be able to hear the sound of bamboo shoots and saplings pulling joints in the mountains and forests in the distance from the gurgling spring rain, which makes people even more unable to sleep. When he was in a daze, Xingyan suddenly seemed to get up in his clothes, pushed open the wooden door, walked through the curtain-like rain and wind line, walked in a cloud of smoke and rain, stopped and rested, and after a while returned to the top of the horseshoe hill like a mound.

"Huh?"

After passing through the continuous spring rain, and then returning to the top of this low horseshoe mountain, he saw the scene in front of him, but suddenly felt a little surprised.

"The white stone...... Isn't it already blown up?"

"And that one is ......"

In the night rain of Spring Mountain, the white stone under the moon in the dream of many times is lying in his sight unharmed, and in the layer of smoke and rain, there is a slender woman sitting on the quiet white stone, with her back to herself, and there is a layer of blurred starlight floating around her like smoke and fog, and this rainy night in Spring Mountain is harmonious into an incomparably quiet and beautiful picture.

"It's strange, it's raining, where does the starlight come from......"

Empty mountains, spring rain, white stones, beauties, seeing such a scene with hidden charms, the strong-blooded Sihai Hall Master did not think about it like ordinary people, but was quite suspicious of such a contrary scenery in front of him.

"Yes, it must have been a dream. ”

After thinking for a while, the boy suddenly realized. Yes, it must be Xiao Qiongwei who is naughty again, or the little witch who is mischievous, and when she is bored at night, she runs a dream just waiting to be naughty with herself. Perhaps, as soon as the charming and enchanting woman with her back turned around, it was Qiong Wei's little girl who was squeezing her eyebrows and making a grimace with her, or the little witch who was still in her arms was full of ridicule, holding the Demon King's whip and struck her, punishing herself, a silver thief who didn't know how to "look at incivility", ...... "wronged!"

As soon as I thought of this, Xingyan suddenly realized that I couldn't be fooled, so I woke up from the dream as soon as possible!

It's just that at this moment, I saw that the beauty in the white stone clear light suddenly moved, the long coat fluctuated, Ying Ying stood up, turned around as lightly as a flying feather, and smiled at herself:

"The little Langjun of the Zhang family is a bad heart, and he wants to get a cheap deal with the slave family, but he wants to deny the old man. ”

When he woke up, he was about to run, and when he heard the sound, he looked back and saw the woman, but he was surprised!

Precisely:

Awakening eyes are as thick as a dream, and spring is as light as autumn.

Where is Roselle, the crescent moon bends!

(To be continued)