Flowing Years

Mu Lan held up the candy figurine and licked it, while keeping her eyes open to see if there were any novelties on the stalls on both sides.

"Brother Bai, there seems to be someone singing over there." Mu Lan pointed to a place surrounded by crowds not far away.

Bai Zezhi smiled slightly: "You also want to watch the excitement?"

"Uh..." Mu Lan eagerly looked at the crowded posture, looked back at Bai Zezhi's injury, but shook her head hesitantly.

Bai Zezhi patted Mu Lan's head: "It's okay, just go and see the excitement."

Mu Lan was overjoyed, and immediately followed Bai Zezhi, protecting Bai Zezhi attentively.Bai Zezhi only smiled slightly, stretched out his arms, and put Mu Lan in his arms, who was obviously too busy to take care of himself but wanted to pretend to protect others.Among the crowds, people in festive costumes sang and danced.The dancer who drives the rhythm of the whole scene beats the snare drum at her waist, and walks briskly among the men and women dancing in pairs.

"Brother Bai, they are dancing!" Mu Lan exclaimed excitedly.

A man in Tsing Yi turned his face and smiled and said, "Listen to the accent, are you two foreigners?"

Bai Zezhi nodded and smiled, Mu Lan fluttered her eyes and looked at the man.

"This is our double play for the Harvest Festival," the man in Tsing Yi smiled, and when he saw the two handsome outsiders in front of him, he gave them a push, "Two handsome men, let's go and have a look!"

Mu Lan protected the sugar figure who was almost knocked off the ground, turned around and stood angrily for a while, took a few steps away from the person and glared at the person a few times.When Bai Zezhi was pulled by the man, he only moved slightly, and a woman approaching in the circle jumped in front of him, leaned back slightly, hooked Bai Zezhi's arm with her hand, the rhythm under her feet danced with the hem of her skirt, her body The beaded bracelet jingled.

Bai Zezhi looked at the well-dressed [-]-year-old girl in front of him, her clever eyes were full of kindness and liveliness.It is said that the folk customs here are open, women in the boudoir do not need to stay in the pavilion, and do not need to wear veils when going out, and it is true.A woman who is completely different from Fu Que.Bai Zezhi smiled lightly.

Seeing him stunned for a moment, the woman smiled slightly, and swung her other hand backwards in accordance with the rhythm, her soft sleeves fluttering.She leaned over and looked at him: "It's very simple, just dance to the drum."

The corner of Bai Zezhi's mouth twitched and he stretched his hands.The woman lost her mind for a moment, she didn't expect him to catch up with the rhythm so quickly.In the swaying light and shadow, his figure is tall and straight, his dancing posture is agile, and his every move and every gesture is extremely graceful.The bright colorful clothes and the jade-like white clothes are intertwined, conspicuous and prominent among the jubilant dancers.The woman's footsteps danced with him, and her long hair curled up beautifully.Bai Zezhi turned away, and smiled slightly at Mu Lan who was still in a daze while biting the candy figurine.He let go of his hands, took two steps back, slid one step behind his back, and exchanged positions with the pair next to him, and the two swapped their partners.Only then did the woman come back to her senses, she put her hands on her new partner in front of her with a smile, and made a half-twist, charming herself.

The man in night blue clothes was looking down at all of this, holding the railing with his hands, and his eyes were filled with strange brilliance.He clenched his hands tightly, and suddenly loosened them again. The corners of his lips raised, and he turned and walked downstairs quickly.

"Master!" The people behind only had time to call out, and the man in the night blue shirt had already walked into the dancing crowd.

The man in night blue clothes changed a few partners in a leisurely dance, and finally shook off the partner in his hand and took Bai Zezhi's arm.

Bai Zezhi was slightly taken aback when he saw a man changed in front of him.In this pair of play and dance, a man and a woman dance together, and when they are switched, men change men and women change women.Unexpectedly, when he turned around, a man stood in front of him.The man looked at him deeply, not allowing himself to step back, he went forward and hooked his arm, and spun him around.There seems to be something wrong, how could he be leading the dance steps?Bai Zezhi turned sideways, and just about to reach out his hand to transfer another partner, he was pulled by the man in night blue clothes again, turned his back, and his hand was firmly hooked between his arms again.

The man in night blue clothes led Bai Zezhi to dance twice as fast as before.Bai Zezhi regained consciousness and kept up with the pace in just one dance step.Among the jubilant dancers around, this blue and white dance step is different, but it is only slightly more passionate than the surrounding ones, and it is not against harmony at all.People around danced and looked over frequently to applaud.A few cheerful dancers circled around them, and some people also imitated the dance steps.

Bai Zezhi smiled lightly, his face was flushed slightly, which looked softer under the far and near lights.The only thing that remains the same is the slight alienation, even in the fastest dance steps, in the almost provocative dance postures, there is no less alienation.

The man in night blue clothes looked deeply into Bai Zezhi's eyes as he turned his body, slid his steps, and turned his head, as if looking at a long-lost lover.If it weren't for Bai Zezhi's deepness and precautions, he would have misunderstood the man's love in his eyes, not the possessiveness of looking at his prey.

Bai Zezhi frowned, the wounds on her body were not able to withstand such fierce dance steps, and there was a slight cracking pain.He was about to take a step away from such a fanatical dance partner, when the man in night blue clothes inadvertently swept his wound, leading him to slow down the dance.

"Don't be surprised." The man in night blue clothes had a low voice, his profile was very handsome, and his thin lips were slightly parted, "Don't tell me not to be surprised."

Bai Zezhi looked up at him.

"My words." Bujing told him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he turned his back with his hand.

When Bai Zezhi was turning his back, his eyes glanced at Mu Lan who was standing by the side biting the candy man and looking at him.Seeing herself, Mu Lan raised the sugar figurine in her hand and smiled foolishly.With only two dance steps, Bai Zezhi thought about the origin of this person when his eyes swept around when turning his back, and soon turned back to face Bu Jing, looking up at his deep eyes.

"You care about him?" Bu Jing glanced at the young and green Mu Lan.

Bai Zezhi frowned.

"It seems a little immature, still a child." Not surprised, he looked into Bai Zezhi's eyes.

According to the dance steps, the two should loosen the arms that are hooked together, step back two steps, and then approach each other.Bai Zezhi backed away two steps, looked at the glass-like eyes that were not startled, and turned away from the dancing crowd with downcast eyes.

"Let's go." Bai Zezhi stretched out his arms and led Mu Lan out of the crowd.

Watching Bai Zezhi leave without surprise, he slid out of the dance group with a half-turn dance step.

"Master." The people behind stepped forward.

Unsurprisingly, the corners of his mouth curled up, looking at the back of the man leaving.

"Brother Bai," Mu Lan licked the sugar figurine, tapped her lips, and said happily, "You dance so beautifully! Uh..."

Bai Zezhi turned his head to look at him, and touched Mu Lan's head: "You keep eating like this, so you're not afraid of toothache anymore?"

"Uh..." Mu Lan looked at the sugar figurine in her hand in confusion, pouted and hesitated.

"There's a bean curd stall over there," Bai Zezhi pointed to a shop in a side alley.Just such a family in the side alley lit a lantern, exuding light thin smoke and a faint halo.

Mu Lan's eyes lit up, she immediately let go of her entanglement, and swallowed: "Is it delicious?"

Bai Zezhi choked, and reached out to pat Mu Lan's head, this little idiot, hey...

"Delicious!" Bai Zezhi nodded.

Mu Lan immediately dragged Bai Zezhi and walked in quickly.

"Ms. Chen, two bowls of bean curd." Bai Zezhi sat down at the table a little further back.

There were a few tables sitting in twos and threes in the store.Bai Zezhi habitually swept his eyes around, eating in a hurry, and the stewed bean curd was the most.

"Okay," the shopkeeper asked with a smile as she removed the lid of the bucket and scooped out two bowls of bean curd, "Sweet bean curd, or stewed bean curd?"

"Braised bean curd." Bai Zezhi looked around, ignoring Mu Lan's opinion.

"Brother Bai, how do you know the store owner's surname is Chen?" Mu Lan blinked a few times.

Bai Zezhi glanced at Mu Lan, and then scanned the shop signboard above.

Mu Lan saw that Chen's Doudin stuck out her tongue.

Bai Zezhi smiled slightly, and patted Mu Lan's head.Mu Lan pulled Bai Zezhi's hand away, and poked her head towards the shopkeeper.

Bai Zezhi glanced at it, then turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Ma'am, bring another plate of fried tofu."

"Hey!" The lady in the store replied, bringing over two bowls of tofu curd with marinated ingredients, "Fried tofu will be here soon!" The lady in the store's voice was hearty in the folk style of the Northwest, but her steps were a little more careful. "It's full of stewed bean curd, be careful not to burn it!" The lady of the store put down two bowls and turned to fry the dried bean curd.

"Well...it smells so good!" Mu Lan took a sip and sucked it into her mouth, but it was a little salty.

Bai Zezhi smiled and shook his head, reached out to take the spoon in Mu Lan's hand, and stirred the marinade poured on it for him: "Here, here, it tastes better this way."

Mu Lan's face flushed slightly, but it wasn't obvious in the dim yellow light.Mu Lan buried her head and began to eat.

Bai Zezhi took a sip and tasted it. The taste was a bit different from Jingli, but it was still delicious.In Beijing, there is also a shop that sells tofu curds. Bai Zezhi likes to eat the bean curds from that shop since he was a child.The bean curd at that shop is tender and fragrant, with a variety of stewed ingredients, so you can eat it for nothing and never get tired of it.Every time Bai Zezhi went there, he would bring some back to Fu Que.Bai Zezhi smiled slightly, and in a few days, he would be able to arrive in Beijing.

"Fried tofu is here!" The lady in the store came over with a plate of golden dried tofu and a small plate of dipping sauce.

Just as Bai Zezhi was about to raise his eyes and smile, a man in night blue clothes walked in.