brother bone

The first year of Chongxiu.

The first Lantern Festival after the new emperor ascended the throne.

Before the lights were turned on outside, Yue Ning couldn't bear it any longer. He lay down by the window and hoped, until he heard the sound of the first fireworks going straight towards Xiao Tian, ​​Yue Ning immediately got up and urged Xiang Rong to go out.

Butler Tong is old, and the long street is bustling with people, he can't squeeze his old bones, but fortunately, there is a new troupe in Qingyuan Building tonight, and they are singing new plays. Butler Tong has fallen in love with him in recent years. Listen to these folk jokes.

Yue Ning, a child, naturally wouldn't join in the excitement of the theater troupe with his grandfather, he was young and didn't know the opera.During the Lantern Festival, he originally wanted to take Er Chuan to accompany them to go out to make trouble, but Er Chuan is busy finding a matchmaker to marry the girl he likes, and he is about to start a family.

This year's Lantern Festival, Rong Rong and Yue Ning go out together.

Before leaving the house, Butler Tong told her while she was wearing clothes, that Butler Tong loved to chant scriptures more and more in recent years. If it wasn't for the better health of Tong Rong in the past two years, Butler Tong would not be willing to go out in winter night.

Compatibility sighed, and looked helplessly at Yue Ning.

Yue Ning shook his head sympathetically.

After talking for a while, Butler Tong was finally willing to let the person go out. Yue Ning couldn't wait to go out, but was stopped by Xiang Rong from behind: "Can this bowl of Lantern Festival still run away?"

Then Rong Rong took Yue Ning's hand and led him outside.

Walking out of the alley, the fireworks are set off one after another overhead, the night sky is colorful, and the street market ahead is full of people's voices.

The streets and alleys are very lively, the night market is open, red lanterns are knotted in strings one after another, and the dolls in Zongjiao are playing and chasing small lanterns in the market.

Walking on the long street, Yue Ning led Rong Rong by the hand, excitedly watching from one end to the other.Thinking about Yue Ning is also holding back, since he entered the school, the teacher's words are around his ears all day long, and his ears are almost worn out, but fortunately, Yue Ning has never been hit by a hand until now.

The master once said to Xiangrong that Yue Ning Huishi was born with this material, and he can become a master in the future.It's just that Xiangrong never thought of Yue Ning as a master of style, it's just that books can nourish the mind.

Yue Ning saw the front and pointed excitedly: "Father, look at the lantern over there with gold characters written on it."

Xiang Rong looked in the direction Yue Ning pointed, and as expected, he saw a row of red lights hanging in front of him. The lantern riddles written in golden characters on the red paper lanterns attracted many people to stand under the lights to guess. Head under that lamp.

The gold ink on the lamp is the gold paint that was evenly painted on the Buddhist altar in the big temple of Jingshantai every year.The golden lacquer in front of the Buddha, who doesn't want to win this lottery, every year when the Jingshan Terrace is repaired, people who come to offer incense can line up from the foot of the mountain to the gate of the city.

The monks are kind-hearted, and the sesame oil money they get is not only used to maintain the temple, but the extra money is donated to do good deeds.It's just that the world is peaceful and prosperous, and the family and country are prosperous. Even the little baby can hear a few copper coins in his pocket when he goes out, and the sesame oil money in the merit box really doesn't know who to help.At the end of last year, when they heard that the digging of the canal was on the agenda, the monks carried all the sesame oil money in the merit box to the gate of Mo Huyue's Fucheng, and filled it with the treasury for civilian use.In the prosperous age, monks don't need to be Buddhas, what they practice is faith.

Every year before the Lantern Festival, Jingtai Mountain will send down a few lanterns with golden lacquer inscriptions and hang them in front of the door as a blessing.

"Let's go too." Yue Ning pulled Zhu Rongrong and walked over, "Daddy, bring a golden lantern, and we hang it in front of the door."

In Yue Ning's mind, no one in Su City can compare to his father in terms of poetry, literature and literature.

The masters of Yue Ning Academy all visited and invited Rong Rong to give lectures in the academy, but last summer Rong Rong really went.Afterwards, the school made an agreement with him that he would teach four or five classes a month, and they actually paid back the wages, even though they knew that the most important thing for compatibility was silver taels.

Yue Ning led Xiang Rong in a moon-white dress into a row of lamps, Yue Ning looked around, picked out one, and showed his finger to Rong Rong: "This one, this one."

Xiang Rong followed Yue Ning's hand and looked up.The red light and shadow shrouded him, and he raised his calm and smooth face, the jade belt tied with his hair hung down long, and there were people coming and going around him, but he stood under the lamp as if alone and lost, turning into a painting .

Xiang Rong really wanted to win this prize, and it was not difficult for him to pick up a lamp. When he was reading the riddle, he did not expect that two people passed by behind him, passing by and chatting.

"I was looking at a painting boat on the river just now, but there are no boats on it, so I wanted to try picking that lantern on the river."

"With the lightness of your three-legged cat, no one can pick the golden lanterns on the river. Picking the lanterns every year is like ducks falling on the river."

The two of them burst out laughing, Shan's last sentence was too vivid, even Xiangrong couldn't help laughing.

Gradually, the two people left, and only a few vague words drifted past.

Xiangrong stood under the lamp and thought for a while, then figured out a word, looked down and saw a pen and paper on the table under the lamp, stroked his sleeves and wrote it down, and asked Yue Ning to show the boss the paper.

Not far away, the boss Yu Yuening handed over the note, and then followed Yuening's hand to read it. After looking at Rongrong and the red light on his head, he cleared his throat and shouted:

"The first lamp—fall!"

It was probably because the lights were being picked up by the riverside too lively, and the closer the riverside was, the more people there were, and the more crowded it was.Yue Ning originally wanted to go to see the situation, but he was so crowded that he couldn't move an inch. He and Rong Rong were almost scattered by the crowd.

Just when Yue Ning was thinking about whether to watch the excitement, he heard a huge burst of cheers from the crowded river bank ahead.

Yue Ning was startled by the commotion by the river, and immediately stepped on his feet to make a statement: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Xiangrong also looked over there, but couldn't see it, so he smiled and said, "Maybe someone took off the light just now."

"Ah?" Yue Ning looked disappointed, "It's boring, I was picked without even seeing it."

The jackpots in the jackpot were all picked by others, and Yue Ning, the next cruise ship on the riverside, was not very interested, but the children were very playful, so there was no excitement here, and the whole Lantern Festival night was full of excitement.

Along the bustling journey, Yue Ning led Xiang Rong to look around with the golden lantern, but he didn't listen to him all the way, and he didn't know how many bunches of candied haws he ate.There is a torch on the street, and you have to watch every bowl. The dragon dance team swaggers the big dragon along the long alley.

Before he knew it, the night was getting dark, and Yue Ning held up the lamp to remind Xiang Rong: "The Qingyuan Tower play should also be over."

The implication is that Butler Tong will go back before them, and he will be scolded if he goes back late.

"Then let's go back."

It's still that alley, the quietest alley in Suzhou City, the quietest house in the deep alley. In spring, the pear trees in the courtyard are full of pear blossoms, and clusters of pear blossoms fall on the bluestone floor outside the door.

Yue Ning went home with a lantern in one hand and Rong Rong in the other. On the way, he kept telling Rong Rong the funny things in the school.

"They all like you to come to school."

Yue Ning was proud: "I told them that you are my father. My father is very powerful, not just any student is willing to teach, it has to be me."

Cheng Rong smiled and knocked him on the head, scolding him for being slippery: "I never said such a thing."

"It has to be like this. Dad, you don't know, just like Wen Qingsong in our school, after he told her sister about your coming to the school, his sister kept urging Wen Qingsong to ask you more questions , so that we owe favors so that we can find an excuse in the future and come to our house to thank us in person." Speaking of this, Yue Ning curled his lips repeatedly, and said in a low voice, "Who doesn't know what his sister's plan is."

So many years have passed, and the compatibility has passed, and he can't be called a son, but in this Jiangnan Su City, many girls who have not left the court still miss him.

Xiang Rong couldn't help but say to him: "Kids, don't talk nonsense."

Talking about Nao Nao finally reached the gate of the mansion, and the servants of the mansion had been guarding the door long ago, waiting for them to come back. When they saw the two of them coming back with lights, the servants slapped their thighs and hurried over to greet them: "I'm back, come back!" Oh, oh, you and the young master are back."

As soon as Yue Ning heard the servant's tone, he knew something was wrong, and immediately asked cautiously: "Butler Tong is back from listening to the play?"

The servant nodded in haste: "That's not true. I heard that someone took off the lights by the riverside today, and all the audience in the Qingyuan Building went to the riverside to watch the fun. The show couldn't go on. The butler came back early."

Yue Ning looked terrified.

"Not good." Suddenly remembered something, he let go of Rong Rong's hand, put the servant holding the lamp, put his little hand under the lamp and looked at it, his hands were full of red stains from eating candied haws, Steward Tong took a look It was necessary to reveal his secrets, so he immediately stretched out his hands to wipe himself.

Seeing that Yue Ning was afraid of being like this, Xiang Rong couldn't help laughing, turned his head and said to the servant: "Hurry up and take the young master to wash your hands."

"Yes." After finishing speaking, the servants hurriedly brought Yue Ning in.

Watching Yue Ning go in, Xiang Rong stepped up the steps to enter, at this moment, he only heard the sound of fireworks "cracking" above his head, Xiang Rong couldn't help but raise his head, the fireworks bloomed in the dark night, colorful and bright all over the sky.

After the end of the year, the new emperor issued a new year title.

Thirteen years of Zhenyuan have passed, and another five years have passed.

The splendor of the fireworks is only for a short moment, and in a short while, the color of the night sky will disappear without a trace. Xiang Rong slowly retracts his gaze and prepares to return home.

"Squeak... squeak."

Just when Xiang Rong lifted his foot, there was a slight sound in his ear, very small and very unusual, the sound like the night wind blowing leaves, it was very common, but for some reason, Zhuang Rong noticed it.

Rong Rong immediately turned his head and glanced over.

In the dark night, the first thing he saw was a lamp. The rabbit lamp wobbled, reflecting a warm yellow halo, and the dim light illuminated the handsome face of the person who carried the lamp.

Seeing him, Xiang Rong stayed where he was, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak, his vision became more and more blurred.

"Today is the Lantern Festival." Xiang Yu walked slowly step by step, "On the Su Wu River, I picked a lantern for you, so it's a bit late."

He walked towards him with a lamp, and following his approaching steps, the flickering lamp illuminated Xiang Yu's way home, and also illuminated the compatible sky.

"Compatibility, I'm back."

The author says:

"Brother Bone", 20w+, not many words, I have reworked it countless times.From the beginning to the end, I asked myself that I have never written a word of saliva, I have not perfunctory a word, I have not dealt with the update of any chapter, except for the slow writing and plot overhaul, I have not been sorry to any readers who follow the update.Due to my limited skills and lack of skills, I can only scratch my head and scratch my ears a little bit for 20w characters. The whole process is very painful, but I also feel that I have reached the degree of completion I want, and I have written what I want.Thank you very much, thank you all for your company all the way, bow!