The seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is called the Qixi Festival, also known as the Qiqiao Festival, the Qiqiao Festival or the Seventh Sister's Day.

A few days ago, the chestnut rice in the layer of soil that Weidao put on the small wooden board had sprouted, and today he is going to put some small huts and flowers and trees on top of it to make it look like a small village of farmhouses.

Through the cracks in the fence, you can see that the old cows outside are grazing with their heads down, and the wildflowers on the horns are particularly showy.

The books that had been damp for a long time and had not been read had been laid out in the courtyard and placed in the sun, and were being blown by the wind that was gradually getting hotter.

Wei Dao opened the doors and windows in the blue brick and stone tile room, and carefully placed the small thatched hut with wooden sticks, for fear that if he was not careful, the small thatched hut that had been built for a long time would collapse in an instant.

"Weidao, now Zhang Fuji has begun to sell Qiaoguo on the street, and if he goes too late, it will be gone. ”

Outside the fence, a fat young man shouted loudly into the house, looking at the old cow of the Wei Taoist family was leisurely eating the tender grass, he did not dare to approach a step, and he still remembers the kick he was kicked when he was a teenager.

Wei Dao put down the remaining small wooden stick in his hand, looked at the masterpiece he was about to finish, and was in a good mood, "It's okay right away, Chengyin, you wait for me." ”

Closing the squeaky wooden door, Wei Dao hung the old wide lock in his hand on the iron hole in the center of the door.

There was no way, when he opened the door this morning, he found that this wide lock, which had been used for more than ten years, suddenly came to an end, and he had been busy all morning, and he had not had time to buy a new one until now.

"Hurry up, today is Qixi Festival, there are a lot of people in line, let's go a little later and it will be gone!" Lin Chengyin looked at the dark circles on Wei Dao's eyes, and knew that he must have gone to the dock again last night, "Isn't the job of the Wang family's guard very good now, two taels of silver a month, enough for you to eat and drink, and you can collect a few tips when outsiders go to visit, you can at least save more than one or two silver every month, why are you still working so hard?"

"Xiao Rong decided to follow me, I don't want her to be wronged, if others can give him a lover, I can also give, and if others can't give him a lover, I can also give. Jing Xiao grinned, in his opinion, Xiao Rong had decided to follow her, and he had to give her the best.

Knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous, such a good person can get along with him, even if he suffers a little more?

"I heard that Xiao Rongniang is a little reluctant to let her marry you, after all, the bride price she wants is not something you can take. Lin Chengyin looked at Wei Dao with a happy face, although he knew that these words should not be said at the moment, but the rumors and rumors that had been circulating in the town in the past few days, he felt that it was necessary to make him mentally prepared in advance.

There are countless people in this world who are happy with each other, but in the end, there are at least four or five out of ten people who are born because of the view of the portal.

Wei Dao didn't have any frustrated expression after hearing this, of course he knew that his situation was too different from Xiao Rong's family, but he believed that as long as he worked hard, how could he not give Xiao Rong happiness?

Wei Dao accidentally lost his father at the age of eight, and his mother has been lying in bed sick since he was ten years old.

When Wei Dao was fifteen years old, her mother finally got her wish.

He only remembered that his mother said to him earnestly the night before, "If someone is willing to marry you, it is her blessing and your blessing, and the most regrettable thing my mother has done in her life is to marry your father, so my mother hopes that you can find someone you will never regret in the future." ”

The crowd in Qingming Town is endless, all kinds of shouting and selling voices come and go, the fragrance of cooked food and snacks is filled between this road, and couples are laughing and laughing, so lively.

Wei Dao and Lin Chengyin did not stop in front of the various stalls, and went straight to Zhang Fu Ji, the most famous in the town.

Zhang Fuji's Qiaoguo is the most famous in the ten miles and eight towns, every year on the Qixi Festival, they will show their skills in front of everyone, first put the white sugar in the pot to melt into syrup, and then mix with flour, sesame, mix well and spread on the case to defend thin, after cooling, cut into rectangular cubes with a knife, and finally fold into a fusiform fruit embryo, into the oil until golden that is.

Zhang Fuji will also send ingenious women every year to make a variety of patterns related to the legend of Qixi Festival, which is naturally a wonderful scene for Weidao and them.

When the two of them went to Zhang Fu Ji, the water in front of the door was already full of water, and the rich fragrance of Qiaoguo was mouth-watering.

"I'll buy more in a while and send some to Xiao Rong's family. Wei Dao was a little surprised to see Lin Chengyin's unruly appearance, and following his gaze, he could see seven handsome men and women not far away, all dressed in white, all holding swords at their waists, and their momentum was extraordinary.

"Wei Dao, I heard that you didn't learn martial arts from Niu Hao, the most powerful guard in the Wang family, why didn't you think about the white horse and white sword going to the end of the world, just think about it!" Lin Chengyin came back to his senses and joked to Wei Dao with a smile.

"If I had that ability, I would have taken Xiao Rong to the end of the world with a sword, and when I was old, I would return to Qingming Town to live that secluded life. Wei Dao took out a small piece of silver from his arms, since he and Xiao Rong had privately established a relationship, he had never considered only himself, but also Xiao Rong.

He knew that Xiao Rong's mother didn't like him, so he would buy some things for Xiao Rong's family every New Year's holiday, so that her family's attitude towards him could slowly change.

Lin Chengyin suddenly tugged Wei Dao's arm and said, "Isn't that Xiao Rong?"

The moment Wei Dao turned his head, he happened to meet his sweetheart's gaze, and the other party's happy and smiling face suddenly turned into horror, and his ruddy face turned snow-white.

After seeing Wei Dao, Yu Rong hurriedly lowered her head.

At this time, there was another handsome man beside Yu Rong, the two of them were wearing green robes and green skirts, each embroidered with a dragon and a phoenix, even if Wei Dao was not familiar with the facts, he also knew the meaning of the dragon and phoenix.

Lin Chengyin looked at Wei Dao, whose face turned pale instantly, and said: "Originally, I thought that these days were just rumors from people in the town, saying that Xiao Rong's mother had already received the bride price from Wang Tao, the second son of the palace, but now it seems that it is a foregone conclusion." ”

Wei Dao's heart was confused for a while, and he didn't realize that the palm holding the broken silver was about to be punctured by his fingernails.

Qixi Festival, the annual reunion of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, should be a day of joy for lovers in the world, but Wei Dao only felt cold all over his body.

He wanted to ask Xiao Rong if all this was true, but he felt that his feet seemed to be filled with lead water, and he couldn't move a step.

"Yes, what's the use of your hard work? You are only a poor boy at best, how can you compare with the second young master of the Wang family, not to mention that your money is still earned from the Wang family. ”

At this time, there were geisha singing in the Red Chamber next to Zhang Fuji.

The black magpie bridge is double-opened, and the river is crossed every year.

Don't be afraid that the sky is rare, and it is better than the world to go back.

If you want to reduce fireworks and save the world, you can temporarily worry about the clouds and moons covering the building.

When the old road is long and shallow, how can you leave the love like dead ashes.

This is from the poem of the ancient Zhao Huang poet, which seems to be a loud mockery of Wei Dao's unscrupulousness.