spring dream

043

As a result of getting carried away, Wen Qi developed a high fever that night.

Uncle Zhang arrived in a hurry, took the pulse, auscultated, looked at the coating of his tongue, and checked inside and out. He was relieved, but he just suffered from a cold: "I prescribed a few medicines, and the temperature would drop after sweating, but Wen Qi's The body is weak, and it is very likely that the fever will continue."

To put it bluntly, for more than half a month, Wen Qi's body temperature has been fluctuating around 37 degrees. He didn't want to go to the hospital. Xiao Er served a bowl of medicine and a bowl of rice every day. When the fever subsided, Wen Qi weighed it , Gained six catties.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the teahouse chose an auspicious day for reopening, Wen Qi eagerly wanted to go back to practice, but Xiao Er refused: "The illness is just right, let's wait for two days to consolidate."

Wen Qi didn't listen, and took advantage of Xiao Er's work for the old man, secretly and Lu Xiaozhao sent freshly baked meringue mooncakes to the old and young in the troupe, hawthorn, rose, jujube paste, and five kernels. One, if you don’t eat it, the taste is either weird or sweet.

After practicing the basic skills with Yin Yuefang and singing the whole song "Suolin Bag", Wen Qi sneezed while changing clothes, feeling bad, and happened to be bumped into by Xiao Er who broke in.After a soft lesson, Wen Qi returned home despondently. Wen Qi obediently climbed onto the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and coughed several times.

Upon waking up, there was a slight pain in the crevices of the bones, and Xiao Er stayed by the bedside. Seeing Wen Qi open his eyes and reach out his hand, the temperature rose again.After taking the medicine, Wen Qi looked out the window, the yard was dark, except for a dazzling bright light in the sky.

He tugged at Xiao Er's cuff and murmured, "I want to see the moon."

First move the reclining chair out, then hugged the person horizontally, and tucked him under the thick quilt, Wen Qi turned his head and glanced at the main room: "Where's grandpa?"

Xiao Er tore open the package of a piece of moon cake, and replied, "I went to visit."

Wen Qi looked at Xiao Er: "I'm not used to traditional mooncakes."

"This is egg yolk and lotus paste." Xiao E smashed the crust with a small spoon, and brought it to Wen Qi's mouth in small bites: "Your favorite food when you were young."

The autumn wind and red leaves, the bright and clear moon, the stars covered the sky like broken silver, the two of them looked at the same place, their mouths were a little sweet, but also a little salty, Wen Qi stretched out a hand from under the quilt, Xiao Er understood, but shook his head: "I have to feed you mooncakes."

"You are more important than mooncakes."

With fingers clasped together, Xiao Er sat close, and the ferret jumped onto his shoulders and landed on Wen Qi lightly and steadily.It's a day of reunion, Wen Qi thought, and every year in the future, we should be together, that's good.

"I wrote a poem, do you want to listen to it?" Wen Qi raised his head proudly and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Er.

Didn't even graduate from elementary school, and can write poetry?Shocked, Xiao Er patted his thigh with his free hand and said with a smile, "Of course I want to listen."

The night was gentle, with lingering whispers, the moon was in Wen Qi's eyes, he put the hands they clasped on his heart, and said slowly - "Lovesickness is bitter and sweet, time moves slowly, your face is in the dream , love it lightly and lightly, I want that boy, love it vigorously, let me hug you, affectionately, may the rest of the love grow, and we will be safe every year."

The simplest refrain, the most sincere confession, Xiao Er heard clearly and remembered, "Every year is Chang'an", he repeated movingly, this is his lifelong wish for Wen Qi.