Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

"Heaven and earth are witnesses, forever united..."

The person who sang the sacrificial words belonged to Zhao's family. They sang several hundred words of sacrificial words, and they sang continuously and breathlessly. They didn't finish singing for a long time.Cangdoushan's knees hurt from kneeling, and his eyes began to blur, and his eyes were so red that they hurt.

The lyricist had finished singing, and he dragged out the tune and shouted: "Newcomers, please—"

Cangdoushan stood up, Weisheng secretly helped him, he squinted his eyes hard, his knees trembled.

Compared with Zhao Wuya and Hu Liao, Cangdoushan and Weisheng had one more "heart-to-heart" ceremony, that is to use a silver needle to mix the blood from their fingertips, write their names and burn it to the heaven.

After that, the Taoist couple swore with their Taoist heart that they would never depart from each other, live forever, and never give up hand in hand.If there is any deviation, heaven and earth will punish them together.

Cang Doushan's finger still hurts, and he swears in a daze.The world seemed to click, and something shattered.

For a moment, he seemed to be standing on the black ocean. On the other side of the sky, he saw a huge moon rising a little bit. Under the huge moon, there was a lonely island inlaid. There was a person sitting on the island, a person who had died long ago. Knowing that she is Jiang Yilan, but when she turned around, she found that she was Qiu Weige, with a sad smile on her face, as poignant and beautiful as a peach blossom falling from a branch.

It was just a flash, he blinked, and he returned to the world full of gongs, drums, and laughter. Weisheng held his hand so hard that his knuckles ached.Cangdoushan's palms were sweaty.

Someone shouted: "Send it to the bridal chamber—"

It exploded all of a sudden, with a bang.The crowd pushed the two couples into the bridal chamber, and someone knocked on the bowl with chopsticks and shouted, "Dinner is ready, let's drink!"Holding the wine jar, punching and shouting five times and six times.

Cangdoushan was pushed into the room in a daze, his thoughts were confused.

Weisheng still has to go out to entertain guests. In the new room, he is sitting alone, and he is fine. He lifts up his hijab and looks around, oh my god, it's all red, and it hurts his eyes.

I want to knock melon seeds.

Although Candou Mountain does not have the function of giving birth to children, the bed is still spread according to the rules, peanuts, longan, red dates, curtains, chestnuts and raisins are all available.He peeled a few longan and ate them, all of which were dried longan.The fried peanuts have a sweet taste, the red dates are crunchy, and the chestnuts are also fried, so they are crispy and delicious, but a bit moldy.

Still want to crack melon seeds.

He lifted half of the hijab and piled it on top of his head, walked around the room, opened drawers, and looked through the cabinets to see what was there.Everyone who can hold things has packed some things, such as books, money, ingots, vanity boxes, jewelry boxes, etc. Some of them are familiar to him. When he was paying the bill at night when he was selling grain in Wenjin County, he counted them. Pass.

Things are people and not everything.

Want to crack melon seeds!He is a little restless.

But after searching, there was really no melon seeds to crack. He ate the dried dates depressedly. They were crunchy and sweet, barely okay.Eat up the bed of dried dates, eat the raisins, count as you eat, the raisins are all eaten.I had no choice but to peel the peanuts, rub the red clothes one by one, and cut each in half to eat.

Eating and eating, I felt that Weisheng was coming soon, the noise was approaching, I quickly shook off the crumbs of the red clothes on my body, burned the fruit shell, and the Qingfeng Jue blew away the smell, covered my head, and sat in a stable position .

A group of people broke in, with a strong smell of alcohol, talking loudly inarticulate drunken words, Weisheng pulled him up, and the group shouted: "Turn over the bed!" , shake the sheets.

"Huh? Where are the jujubes? Didn't you sprinkle them?"

"The raisins and longan are gone."

"There are not many peanuts left!"

Cang Doushan's face was hot, but he never thought that the food on the bed was for the guests... It's embarrassing.

Hong Maocai squeezed in with a basket in his arms: "Let's let the tent go!"

Xi Niang followed Hong Maocai to sing the song of spreading the tent, and after every sentence she sang a big handful on the bed, which was as dense as a hailstone: "Scattering the tent, the curtain is deep and surrounded by red candle shadows, and the auspiciousness will last forever. Every day in the painting hall is spring breeze..."

After Xi Niang finished singing, there was a thick layer of five-color auspicious fruits on the bed sheet, and those who came in rushed to grab the fruits on the bed, and sang as they robbed: "Turn over the golden bed to get a precious son!"

Another group of people said: "The double-turned pearl balls are all over the bed!"

Three times Sanyuan and his younger brother, four times a house full of children and grandchildren.Five turns and five sons are listed, and six turns are ten thousand taels of gold.The seven turns of the fairy deer offer blessings, and the eight turns of auspiciousness bring good fortune.Nine times, one crop and nine ears, ten times reunion for generations.

Everyone who waited to come in had fruit in their hands, and went out contentedly.Weisheng closed the door and scratched his nose through the hijab: "Did you eat it?"

Cang Doushan hummed: "What's wrong with me eating something!"

"Whatever you say makes sense." Smiling slightly, he lifted the hijab with Yu Ruyi, Cang Doushan couldn't get used to it all of a sudden, and squinted his eyes.

"Are your eyes hurting?"

"It doesn't hurt, just rub it."

Weisheng sat down, looked at Cangdoushan and smiled.Cang Doushan pursed his lips: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

"..."

Cang Doushan still felt a little awkward: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Weisheng thought for a while: "Doosan, how many years have we lived together?"

Cang Doushan also couldn't tell: "It should be almost ten years?"

"It shouldn't be that long." Weisheng held his hand, "I have something to tell you...I've kept it from you for many years, lest you think I'm a monster, so it's necessary to say it now."

Seeing him so solemn, Cang Doushan couldn't help becoming nervous: "Say it."

Weisheng pursed his lips and talked about the Black Sea.

It took him a long time to make up his mind to confess something that he had said in front of Tianzong Muxuan.

Cang Doushan listened very carefully.

Weisheng also specifically stated Mu Xuan's conjecture, and asked nervously, "Have you ever seen something similar?"

"Yes." Candoushan said, "But the dead person I saw, she is Jiang Yilan who almost became a Taoist couple before I was reincarnated. Her..." Cangdoushan paused, "Her wounds follow me It's the same as before."

Weisheng felt strange: "Why can you go to that island, but I can't?"

"How do I know that!" Cang Doushan was angry and funny,

In any case, the burden in Weisheng's heart finally fell to the ground, he smiled happily, and tentatively said: "Then we..."

Cang Doushan blinked, trying to pretend that he didn't understand: "What?"

"Eat acacia buns." Weisheng took out a steaming bowl of acacia buns from his sleeves like a conjuring trick, with a little bright red on top, and each person ate them in half, stuffed with glutinous bean paste.

"Drink another glass of wine!" Weisheng handed him a glass of wine, and the two drank each other with their hands crossed.

Eat what you should eat, drink what you should drink.Weisheng stood up, his mouth was trembling, his eyes were bright, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Cangdoushan's heartbeat was rapid, he looked straight at him, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and took the initiative to stick to him.

Weisheng's brain exploded.It's over, it's planted, I'm willing, I can't get out.

He lowered his head and hugged him, kissing him back viciously.

Looking forward to the feast harvest when the lights are dim, and the palace pot drips out of lotus flowers.A half curtain of breeze, a bed of bright moon.Half ashamed and half evasive, turned around and reminded me to be gentler, not unusual.