Time Travel: Remarrying a Little Wolf Dog

Merchants in the county town seized the business opportunity and came up with all kinds of tricks for people to have fun.

There are also food stalls everywhere, which make all kinds of festival food in the name of Qiqiao Festival.

For example, for married couples, there is only one noodle in a bowl. The couple eats from both ends of the noodle and is required to finish the noodle in the middle, which means that the couple is of one mind.

This is very popular among the people, and the stalls are always packed from morning to night on this day every year.

But later it gradually evolved into a platform for men to compete with each other - to see who marries a more beautiful wife.

Because other qualities cannot be seen in a meal, but whether it looks good or not can be seen at a glance, and it will not deceive you.

Every year, there are men who bring their beautifully dressed wives to eat noodles, and they will choose tables on the outskirts so that they can receive other people's envious and jealous glances up close.

For this reason, the noodle shop owner even put tables on the street, which was well received by everyone and the business became even more booming.

Some people even feel that a bowl of noodles is not enough and want to have another bowl to continue enjoying it.

At this time, all men seemed to have eliminated the external constraints of status and were divided into two types - those with wives and those without.

Those who have wives, even if their families are not as wealthy as others, can still sit in the store happily and enjoy the envious gazes of others.

A man who doesn't have a wife can only stand outside and sigh in despair no matter how rich and powerful he is.

The two completely different atmospheres inside and outside the store have also become a highlight of the Qiqiao Festival.

In addition to food, there are also jugglers and opera troupes invited by wealthy families in the county, which perform from morning until the end of the Qiqiao Festival.

All in all, this day may not be as important as the Lantern Festival in a year, but it is more lively than the Lantern Festival.

This is because the Lantern Festival usually starts at night, so it is difficult for people who live far away from towns to participate.

Therefore, the Lantern Festival is usually attended by people who own houses in or around the city and those who live close to the city.

Gradually, it evolved into a situation where poor people living far away from towns celebrated the Lantern Festival at home, while wealthy or at least well-off families in towns went to participate in the Lantern Festival.

The Qiqiao Lantern Festival is different. Its highlight - the fireworks display - is also held at night, but it is just as exciting during the day.

The various activity stalls and juggling troupes all start early in the morning, which means that people from the city and the country can all have the opportunity to participate in the Qiqiao Lantern Festival.

Therefore, it is more lively, with more blushing and heart-pounding spring spirit, and it is more exciting.

He An was one of the people who had been waiting for this early. He got up early that day, washed and prepared, and cruelly woke up Su Yan who was still dreaming.

Su Yan looked out the still dark window in confusion, with a look of despair on his face.

I told him, "It's too early, go to sleep a little longer."

Afraid that he would call her again later, then there was no need to sleep, so she warned, "Don't call me until the sun comes out!"

After saying that, he covered his head and fell asleep.

He An sat there restlessly watching Su Yan, who fell asleep in seconds, feeling like the days were passing by like years.

After waiting for a long time until the sun started to show some red light from the east, before it even showed its head, he immediately went to wake Su Yan up.

"The sun is out. Get up quickly. We have to go to the Lantern Festival today."

Su Yan opened his eyes again and looked at the red clouds outside the window, then wailed helplessly.

Otherwise, even God couldn’t stand being woken up every two minutes.

After getting up and washing up, she carefully combed her hair into a concentric bun in front of the mirror, put on some rouge and powder, and then picked a jasmine flower and put it in the bun.

It is fresh and charming, with the innocence of a girl and the grace of a young woman.

Su Yan nodded reluctantly in front of the mirror. Today was her first time attending an ancient lantern festival, so she had to dress fully.

Now all we need are clothes and shoes, which have already been prepared.

A gentle and bright light green summer shirt, paired with embroidered shoes decorated with jasmine flowers.

Simply perfect! ! !

Su Yan looked around again and again to make sure there was nothing wrong, so she called He An and went out confidently.

I thought they were early, but when I got out, the neighbors had already locked their doors.

This is the old street, not the venue for the Qiqiao Lantern Festival, so almost no one is setting up stalls today, and everyone goes to East Street in all their bright and beautiful attire.

That street was the widest in the county and could accommodate five carriages running side by side.

It is also close to the county government office, where the lantern festival is held every year.

There are so many people coming here every year that the streets are almost flattened.

The corner some distance away from East Street was now crowded with people, so Su Yan and He An had to follow the crowd and walk forward.

For fear of being separated by the crowd, the two held hands tacitly.

The people passing by gave them friendly smiles, which was a rare sight as they were not frowned upon or displeased under normal circumstances.

Su Yan suddenly felt like she had returned to the modern era, where boyfriends and girlfriends could hold hands and hug each other freely on the street without being looked at with tinted glasses.

But she still restrained herself. Holding hands was fine, but if they hugged, the Qiqiao Festival would not be able to save them, and they would definitely be criticized.

The two followed the crowd to the entrance of East Street, and they felt that the area around them, which seemed to have some space just now, suddenly became crowded with people.

But East Street is big after all, and there is more space once you enter the street.

Of course, it may be because it is still early and many people from the city and the countryside have not arrived yet.

But it was obvious that the vendors were already prepared to receive customers, and there was constant noisy shouting all around.

Su Yan looked around curiously following the sounds, and was dazzled by the dazzling stalls. She didn't know where to go first.

He An has been here many times since he was a child, so he is familiar with the things sold by these vendors.

He glanced around and dragged Su Yan to the nearest Tongxin Noodle Restaurant, "Let's have breakfast first."

He absolutely would not admit that ever since he was old enough to understand the world, he felt envious and sad when he saw others lovingly eating noodles during the Qiqiao Festival every year.

But he couldn't bear to leave, so he could only watch the scene in the noodle shop from afar with other single guys who were obviously single.

At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that after I get married, I must come and eat noodles with them, and never stand outside the store and observe secretly from afar again.

The noodle shop was already full of people at this time. He An saw that one table was about to leave, so he quickly pulled Su Yan over to sit over.

Then he shouted at the waiter like a triumphant villain, and his voice instantly drowned out the noisy voices around him.

Su Yan was puzzled at first, wondering why he was eating noodles so loudly.

But when he saw other customers in the store shouting for another bowl in a voice even more exaggerated than He An's, he seemed to suddenly understand something.

Each of them had a unique look of pride on their faces, showing off blatantly, like victorious roosters, their smug expressions could not be concealed at all.

This is really...

Su Yan held his forehead with his hand, wondering how could such childish behavior exist in ancient times? The key point is that some shops discovered business opportunities and promoted this behavior in this way.

Which married man can refuse such a restaurant? Even those from poor families might grit their teeth and scrape together some money to eat noodles and experience the feeling of being a superior person.

The first person who invented this idea was a genius. He grasped the psychology of consumers.

Although Su Yan was somewhat indifferent to this childish show-off behavior, He An was too excited.

While waiting for the noodles, his eyes darted around as if he was looking for something, then he fixed on a few positions as if scouting out the locations, and smiled meaningfully.

Su Yan followed his gaze and looked over there, but saw nothing except people picking things at the stall opposite and people coming and going.

When the noodles arrived, He An couldn't wait to hand them to Su Yan with chopsticks, and he and Su Yan picked up the two ends of the noodles and put them into their mouths.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Yan felt a little embarrassed.

He An bit it down eagerly, and when he saw Su Yan hesitated, he urged her to hurry up with his eyes.

Helplessly, Su Yan could only bite the other end of the noodles. Almost immediately, Su Yan felt the heat on her face. Even without looking in the mirror, she knew that her face was blushing.

She forced herself to ignore the gazes around her and focus only on the noodles in the bowl.

The noodles are very long. I can’t say they are bad, but I can’t say they are delicious either.

But He An felt that he had enjoyed the most delicious meal. He ate the noodles bit by bit as if he was enjoying an imperial meal, and signaled Su Yan with his eyes to eat slowly.

He also carefully adjusted the angle until the side profiles and middle faces of the two people were facing a certain direction.

People around him might not notice it, but Su Yan was close to him and still noticed it.

It was facing the direction that He An was looking at just now.

She was just about to use her eyes to ask He An what was wrong.

Then He An was seen leaning his head towards Su Yan, interacting with her in a deliberately intimate manner, while pretending to casually look in a certain direction.

Only when he saw the result he wanted did he smile proudly like a child who had eaten candy.

Then find the next step and continue the previous action.

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Su Yan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This was too childish!

No matter how childish and embarrassed Su Yan felt the man was, or how red-eared she was, He An was still in high spirits until the end and walked out, looking smug as if he had avenged himself.

Su Yan simply didn't know what to say, so she tried hard to ignore the blush on her face and looked around.

...but all I saw were the instigating heads and the human walls.

Are there so many people here during a meal? Su Yan followed the crowd and took a small step forward.

She stood on tiptoe to see if there were so many people in the distance, or just around the noodle stall.

There were so many people that I couldn't see it.

Fortunately, He An was taller, so Su Yan let him take a look.

It turned out that I was deceiving myself, the entire lantern festival was filled with people.

There was no choice but for the two to move slowly along with the crowd. After finally moving to a stall, Su Yan didn't care about anything else and tried her best to squeeze He An to the corner of the stall before they separated from the crowd.

After the two men stopped and took a closer look, they found that it was actually a pitch-pot stall.

The principle is similar to the modern ring tossing, with small items placed in a circle. However, unlike the doll toys displayed modern times, the items displayed here are more down-to-earth.

Needles and thread, palm-sized pieces of cloth, earthenware bowls, pottery jars, some carved toys, wooden horses, wooden birds, wooden hairpins, as well as living creatures such as chickens, ducks, parrots, and of course river lanterns and flower lanterns that are more suitable for the solar terms...

The items filled up the entire floor, and in front of each item was a crudely made narrow-mouthed pot.

If you hit the pot in front of the item, you can take the corresponding item.

Su Yan was confused for a moment. What was the difference between this and the modern ring-tossing activity?

She thought about it again and thought that maybe there was no difference at all. The modern game of ring tossing might have evolved from the ancient game of throwing pots.

It’s just that throwing pots has always been an activity for wealthy people and requires very strong skills. As modern Chinese studies are in decline, few people study this anymore.

It gradually developed into a ring-tossing game to attract tourists.

Su Yan showed great interest in this familiar entertainment activity.

I immediately bought ten from the stall owner for 5 cents.

Taking the "arrow" handed over by the stall owner, Su Yan turned it over and over to look at it.

They are long and round, and look a bit like extended versions of chopsticks.

The two ends were sharpened to form the arrowhead.

The actual arrowhead is made of iron, which is a controlled item and very expensive.

That's why the boss just cut out the arrowhead.

Of course, it is probably partly because the arrowheads are made of wood, which is relatively light, and the arrow tails lack feathers for balance.

People who often play pitching pots may not be used to it, let alone those who have never seen it before and are just trying it out. The probability of hitting the target will be much lower.

Well..., modern businessmen do the same thing, they deliberately make the weight of the circle uneven, so that when you throw it, the circle will float in other directions.

Sure enough, from ancient times to the present, businessmen have always been equally shrewd.

Su Yan weighed the arrow seriously to feel its weight.

Try throwing the arrow back and forth to feel its weight.

In fact, Su Yan was just doing some warm-up exercises according to the modern habit of throwing rings, but for ordinary people who have basically never been exposed to it, it seems that this person may have played it before and is very familiar with it, and is now looking for the feeling of throwing pots.

Perhaps out of a desire to watch the fun, quite a few people were secretly watching this side, waiting for Su Yan to make a splash.

An arrow... Oh, no, a bamboo arrow like a chopstick cut through the air and rushed straight towards a pot in front of a river lantern... and the ground next to it with an indomitable momentum.

The people who were secretly watching from the side booed and jeered in unison.

Su Yan was a little embarrassed. He frowned and studied the stick carefully, pretending that he was just hindered by the tool.

Fortunately, He An was concentrating on playing pitchfork and didn't notice the mistake she made.

She breathed a sigh of relief and went to see his record.

Hmm..., 0-5...

She turned her head and pretended not to notice, continuing to study the arrow in her hand.

Her hoop-tossing technique is pretty good in modern times, so there's no reason why it wouldn't work in ancient times.

But it's hard to say. Tossing a pot is much more difficult than throwing a ring. The spout is so small, and you have to throw the pot from a distance across the fence.

It's hard to hit the target if you don't practice it often.

No wonder the boss was smiling even if someone made the right investment. I'm afraid that only a few people made the right investment this morning, and the ones who didn't make the right investment were the majority.

However, few people who come to play pot tossing care whether they win or not. They just want to spend money to experience this entertainment method of the rich.

After all, at that time, pitching pots was basically exclusive to wealthy families.

Su Yan didn't care, so after throwing the arrows in his hand from various angles, he took out another 10 cents to buy 20 arrows and gave half of them to He An.