Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

The crowd was so crowded that a big hand held three sticks and raised them high, causing the lotus lantern to be squeezed a little crooked.

Jingzhi's eyes lit up and he raised his voice and shouted:

"Ajiu, here! No rush, take your time."

As she spoke, she turned back to look at the thatched cottage, "See, I told you Ah Jiu is very good."

The familiar scent of sandalwood enveloped her from behind. Zhu Jiu hugged her from behind, smiled sideways, and looked at her softly, "I heard you praising me before I even squeezed over."

Jingzhi relaxed, rubbed his neck, and said, "Of course, my Ah Jiu may be stingy, but he is very generous to the people he loves!"

"You said I was stingy." He used the same trick again, holding the three lamps high. "I won't give them to you."

"You only listen to half of what I say, and I still say you are generous." Jingzhi turned around and jumped to reach the lantern in his hand.

"Ajiu, good Ajiu, give me a bang."

"I've already bought it, and I still need to write a wish."

Zhu Jiu lowered his head and just touched his lips with his finger when Jingzhi put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Very tactful.

He was just trying to make a joke.

The people around them seemed to be silenced and turned their heads to look at them. This woman was really bold. She kissed him in public.

Zhu Jiu couldn't act wildly in front of outsiders. He awkwardly tore apart Jingzhi, who was still reluctant to leave. He pursed his lips, and with red ears, he stuffed the stem of a lotus lantern into her hand.

"for you."

The somewhat strange atmosphere finally caught the attention of her thick-skinned self. Jingzhi avoided everyone's sight, rested her head on Zhu Jiu's shoulder, and whispered, "There's no fire. You can't take out a lighter to light it."

"Don't you want to write a wish?"

He put a thin wolf hair brush into her hand and said, "Write."

Cao Lu came over and took out a tinder, "Don't be afraid, I brought fire."

The three of them stood by the river, and some people were already anxiously putting lanterns with wishes written on them into the river.

Jingzhi glanced at the two of them, then suddenly turned his back to them, squatted by the river, and began to write, "Don't peek, it won't work if you peek."

Zhu Jiu smiled, covered his face with his sleeve, and handed Cao Lu a pen. "Then we won't look at each other. It's a deal."

Caolu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He had just suspected Zhu Jiu of being stingy, but in the end, not only did the other party give him a lamp, he even handed him a pen dipped in ink.

He pulled the corner of his mouth towards Zhu Jiuwei, nodded and smiled:

"Well, everyone writes their own. I wish everyone all their wishes come true."

Zhu Jiu paused his pen and nodded at him.

If Jingzhi wasn't there, he thought the two of them would have become like-minded friends.

Their interests, hobbies, and personalities were so similar. Caolu was more tolerant than him, so... it was actually okay for them to get along.

The wish was actually buried deep in my heart a long time ago.

He picked up the pen, put the tip of the pen down, and without any hesitation, a few words appeared on the lamp.

The handwriting of the two men is equally beautiful.

The paper-made lamps also look a little more beautiful.

Jingzhi bent his back like a thief and carefully held the piece he had finished creating in his arms.

"Aren't you going to start yet?"

Zhu Jiu touched her raised spine, his lips curled up slightly, "You still say I'm stingy, look at you, your posture is no different from a hunched cat."

Caolu: "I won't peek, you don't have to."

Jingzhi rolled her eyes at them and asked, "Then why are you covering the lights?"

"Humph, they are all stingy."

Cao Lu smiled and said, "Didn't she say that herself? It doesn't work after I see it."

……

The auspicious time arrives, after a gong sounds.

The crowd who were chatting and laughing by the river quieted down and turned their heads to look at the host holding torches to worship the water god.

Thatched huts are commonplace. Jingzhi and Zhu Jiu watched intently, feeling as if they had walked into a history book and caught a glimpse of the splendor of the Tang Dynasty.

Women wearing chest-length skirts of the same color stood by on the side.

After the firecrackers hanging on the river surface were lit, the women carried lanterns and paper-made Qiao Niangniang, singing and dancing in graceful and unified steps as they approached the bridge.

The graceful singing floated on the river, and a spark ignited a corner of the bridge.

A breeze blew and the fire grew bigger.

Orange-red sparks and billowing smoke rushed towards us.

The best viewing spot becomes the most eye-catching spot.

There are people behind me and I can't get out.

Jingzhi couldn't open her eyes because of the smoke, and when she opened her mouth, she started coughing because of the choking.

There was no choice but to throw herself into Zhu Jiu's arms.

The dancing flames carried the ashes of the statue into the sky, as if stepping on the thick smoke drifting to the horizon, and really meeting the Cowherd.

Caolu blew a breath to blow away the paper ash on her head, but more ashes fell.

There was no other way, so he had to take a step closer, lift up his wide sleeves, and create a clean little space for her.

"Don't worry about the dust, ahem, help me light it up, I need to put on the lights."

Her pole was pressed into Caolu's hand, and Zhu Jiu followed suit and handed his own over, "Sorry to bother you, Brother Caolu."

Caolu took it and squinted his eyes to look at the river. Many people had already lowered their lanterns in the river.

The flickering flames illuminated a river of flowers flowing downstream, which was very beautiful.

"Ahem, Jingzhi, why don't you open your eyes, ahem, and take a look? The lights are very beautiful."

Jingzhi blinked hard, and just as she lifted Zhu Jiu's sleeve to take a peek, her eyes were almost blinded by the smoke.

"Don't look. The bigger your eyes are, the more disadvantaged you will be at a loss."

Caolu: "..."

Does this mean that he has small eyes?

Zhu Jiu couldn't hold it in any longer, his breathing became disordered, and his chest began to shake.

After laughing for only a few times, Jingzhi said coldly: "You look like him. If you laugh at Ah Zheng, you are actually laughing at yourself."

Zhu Jiu: "..."

The shaking stopped, and a pair of strong arms tightly embraced the head in the arms. Jingzhi struggled and cursed:

"Hate it! Are you trying to suffocate me to death?"

"Okay, I was wrong. You have big eyes. You have the biggest eyes!"

Caolu looked at the two noisy people with a smile, slowly lit three lamps and put them into the water.

No matter how much he tried to avoid their sight, his good eyesight allowed him to see clearly what the two people wrote.

What Zhu Jiu wrote made the corners of his mouth twitch slightly. "I will never stop pestering you, day and night, for eternity."

Is this for marriage or is it because of a ghost?

Jingzhi's lights are even more bizarre.

Among the many lotus lanterns, it stands out.

She didn't write, she drew.

A cat and two dogs next to it.

A little puppy and a big wolfdog.

A circle was drawn around the necks of the three animals, and a line was pulled out from each of them, twisted into a strand, and connected to a big heart.

Cao Lu was somewhat moved: "Jingzhi..."

But why is he just a little puppy? Next time he will turn into a big wolfdog to show her.

"What? Have you ordered yet?"

"It's ready."

"Did you put it in the water?"

"Let it go."

"Okay!" She suddenly pulled two people, squeezed all the way, and rushed downstairs.

If you walk against the crowd, you will definitely be despised and cursed by others.

But she didn't care at all. She blinked her red eyes and smiled at the other person. "Sorry, this is the first time I've seen this kind of light. I want to see how far it can travel."

Seeing that she spoke so sincerely, those who were cursing her felt embarrassed to curse her and gave way to her. The kinder ones even showed her the way.

"Follow the river until you reach the fork in the river at the entrance to town. You'll usually be swept away by the undercurrent or get stuck. You don't have to go too far."

"Thanks! I'll go check it out."

……

"A Zheng, what did you write? You must have seen all ours."

Jingzhi bent over and looked as he walked, his eyes almost foggy, and he couldn't recognize which thatched cottage was.

She had seen Zhu Jiu before.

He's so overbearing and clingy, and he even imitates her handwriting, so you can recognize it at a glance.

After walking for a while, we found that many lights had been extinguished by the flowing water and turned over.

She couldn't help but suspect that the light in the thatched cottage had gone out long ago.

"You won't be that miserable." Zhu Jiu walked slowly beside Jingzhi and his lamp, teasing in a good mood.

Caolu glanced at the river, then suddenly looked away embarrassedly, "Mine is still there."

Jingzhi: "Which one is it?"

The thatched cottage was as quiet as a chicken. He straightened his neck and avoided her gaze, staring fixedly at a light in the river, "..."

Jingzhi followed his gaze and asked, "Is it the one next to me?"

"Come over and take a look."

Caolu: "No, just let it float."

He stopped and suddenly grabbed Jingzhi to stop her from going forward.

"I'll tell you what I wrote."

"what?"

There were only a few lights left on the river, and they were not even brighter than the moonlight.

The moonlight cast a misty white glow on his face, but it couldn't hide the blush on his face.

For some reason, his palms began to sweat.

Jingzhi tilted her head and looked at him carefully, feeling a little confused.

It's just a wish, why are you so nervous?

The tip of her left ring finger suddenly felt cold. She looked down and saw an elegant white jade ring gently wrapped around her finger.

"Jingzhi, my craftsmanship is not good. I started making this ring since I came back."

"Maybe it's not as exquisite and precious as the ring Ah Jiu gave you, I hope you don't mind it."

No, does he understand the meaning of giving a ring?

Jingzhi opened her mouth slightly, wanting to look up to confirm with him, but had to lower her head and look at Caolu who suddenly knelt on one knee, "You...you understand..."

Caolu: "I understand, I am..."

Zhu Jiu: "You know nothing. I already told you she's not yours alone."

Zhu Jiu glared at him fiercely, then knelt on one knee, "Jingjing, taking off your wedding ring from your previous life doesn't mean I'll let you go."

"Now I put on a new one for you. You are still my bride. You have been my bride in this life as well as in the past."

And the next life, the next life...

"Why are you so domineering?"

Her voice was a little choked. She raised her hands and looked at her two occupied ring fingers. She was so emotional that her mouth suddenly drooped and started to shed tears.

"I came out here happily to play, but you made me cry."

Cao Lu raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears that had fallen down her chin, and said expectantly:

"Marry us, okay?"

Zhu Jiu: He finally said something sensible.

Jingzhi suddenly squatted down, holding one head with one arm, and said, "Okay, I'll marry you."

"I, I'm so happy. I want to go home and have a drink with you guys to celebrate."

"Don't you want to go back to the street to see what's happening?"

"No, I can't stop crying. It's so embarrassing."

Cao Lu smiled happily and hugged her back gently: "Okay, let's go home."

On the way back, Cao Lu suddenly chuckled, "Jingzhi, you are right."

She turned her head to look at him, somewhat puzzled.

Caolu just smiled and bent down to kiss her forehead.

She covered her forehead, smiled, twisted around, ran behind him, jumped up, and lay steadily on his back, "Hubby, A Zheng is also my husband."

Husband?

This must be what my husband meant.

Caolu bit his lip and suddenly became silent.

"Hey, what did you write?"

She leaned close to his ear, gently pinched his slightly hot ear, and asked.

Cao Lu looked at Zhu Jiu helplessly. He wanted to blame him, but could he also hope...

"I... I wrote... what I thought, the same as Ah Jiu."

Jingzhi: “Ah?”

Zhu Jiu stopped and pointed directly at the thatched cottage, "You...you are trying to copy my wish in a roundabout way!"

Cao Lu blinked innocently, "Who would have thought you were so greedy."