The best time is when firecrackers are flying.
The whole world is welcoming spring, and snowflakes are falling in many places, and they are mixed with red firecrackers in the strong cold wind. Every family is happy and has more than enough every year.
The wealthy family ordered their servants to prepare countless firecrackers, which shook the whole mansion for a while. The female family members and maids all covered their faces with their sleeves, their rosy faces full of joy. They were imprisoned in the inner courtyard of the boudoir all day long, and they had to go through this. In the comfortable season, smiles like flowers and mist surround the mansion, always paired with red-hot firecrackers. Poor people also grit their teeth and buy six or seven firecrackers, teach their children to hold up incense and carefully light the twisters, and soon the wind seems to have escaped. Open it, cover your numb ears, look cheerful, and listen to two or three sporadic sounds, which is enough to eliminate most of the poverty and suffering today.
Poor families have poor years, and rich families have rich years. In short, everyone in the world is competing to spend their good years.
In Nangong Mountain, it is much cleaner than in previous years. Since it is already the end of the deep winter moon, we have to prepare a family banquet together. Although the old woodcutter is usually unreliable, he actually cooks good dishes. , fresh delicacies from Dongzhudaohe, stir-fried dishes, and even sweet, spicy and refreshing famous dishes from Nanli, all available at your fingertips. It seems that he is never a spiritual practitioner, but a master of skill in the restaurant who is the best at cooking.
Yun Zhong picked up his old business again and roasted the rabbits he had stocked up for six or seven months. Although his skills were a little rusty in the past few months, after all, he was familiar with them in the past and had not yet finished roasting them. Yan Jiaqing, who was originally wandering around the pot table, suddenly wandered into the empty space outside, staring eagerly at the unroasted hare beside the bonfire, and almost couldn't help drooling.
In contrast, Wen Yu was quite constrained in everything. Yun Zhong was mostly responsible for eating along the way, but in the end he couldn't learn a single move. He curled his lips and looked at the fire on the stove, and then looked at the clouds around him. Zhong was concentrating on roasting the rabbit, and his expression became much lower for a while. For no reason, he twisted the waist of the young man beside him. Seeing Yun Zhong's whole body trembling, he finally felt a little comfortable.
Yun Zhong turned his head silently, and happened to see the expression of the girl returning home victoriously. She looked up at the sky with a sad face, and the toad jade plate in the sky was deserted, and immediately his heart felt cold.
In the past, in small towns, the person who was afraid of his wife would always be talked about. When women chatted, it was always the time when the man was afraid of his wife. Yesterday, he drank two glasses of wine and was scolded at night. , He didn't even dare to express his anger, which was considered a very low-status behavior.
But now the young man felt more and more that he seemed to be unable to escape that fate. His brows knitted together and he sighed.
"Boy, if I were you, I wouldn't worry about this matter at all. If I really got such a good wife with hard-to-find looks and extraordinary talents, I would probably wake up happy every morning."
Seeing Wen Yu leaving proudly with her face upturned, Yan Jiaqing simply sat next to the young man and said with a half-smile, "Regardless of appearance, talent, and mind, they are much higher than you, Yun Zhong, are you still not satisfied?"
"No, it's because I, a lazy and foolish young man, am always so uneasy." The young man did not raise his head, but silently turned over the roasted rabbit in his hand. His expression suddenly dimmed, and he replied slowly, " It's easy to say now, but in the future when Miss Wen reaches the three realms, four realms, and even the fifth realm, how will I, an ordinary person who is extremely ordinary, be able to stand up and be around."
It was rare that Yan Jiaqing had not drank today. Hearing this, he pondered for a moment, "There is no need to think so far ahead. It is like getting a new treasure. Don't always worry about when it will be lost. Instead, you should use it well and take care of it." Logically speaking, such a temperament of worrying about gains and losses should not be born in Nangong Mountain."
Beside the bonfire, the young man's face was smooth, but his brows had never relaxed. He was slightly frowning from beginning to end. On this new year's day, the words that should have been hidden in his belly were not reserved, and the bonfire in front of him softly sounded. , come together.
It wasn't until the roast rabbit was heated enough that the young man could stop talking. He had a long and dirty breath, and finally relaxed his brows slightly, with a smile finally showing on his face. He turned around with the same smile on his face. Yan Jiaqing smiled shyly and said no more words.
The young man said that actually from that incident on, he felt that he had never retained anything. Whether it was the lives of his close relatives and companions, his hard-won second-level cultivation, or his old friends, they all probably left one after another. , is like an endless river with no turning point.
Wen Yu finally managed to break through a layer of window paper, but she was still worried that it would not last long, and she couldn't think about anything, let alone be safe and sound.
After Yan Jiaqing heard this, he asked curiously, "Since you know the hidden disease, why don't you tell Miss Wen? Besides, Wu Shuang also showed up a few days ago and told people close to him about all kinds of worries. Wouldn't it be better? Once he comes, he can Once you get rid of all the shackles, you will probably be able to get some appropriate ideas to resolve this problem."
"It's precisely because of the difference between closeness and distance. I can talk to Senior Yan about some things, but I can't talk to the closest people."
Yan Jiaqing looked at the young man's face, which had returned to calmness. After all, he understood a lot. He wanted to laugh for no reason, but finally stopped suddenly.
When the snow started to fall, the four of them were already sitting separately in the main hall, but there was an extra faint figure, who also sat up with the four of them. However, just looking at his face, he seemed to be very dissatisfied. The old woodcutter, who was infested with insects, was very greedy for the rich dishes on the table, but when it was his turn to reach for them, he couldn't eat any of them.
"With all your strength, if you can eat half a mouthful of food with a virtual god, how about I give you ten heavenly objects in the future?" The old woodcutter held up the cup, winked provocatively at Wu Shuangxu God, and drank. And done.
Of the four people in the mountain at the moment, three of them are all drunkards. Except for Wen Yu, who rarely drinks alcohol, most of them suppress their temperament when they see alcohol. Moreover, when the festival is coming, it is most likely to make people greedy. Although Yun Zhong always He didn't say much, but after just a few sticks of incense, he had already drank more than a full jar. Looking at the people at the table, he couldn't help but grin.
It's the New Year's Eve again, and we have a good time drinking and talking during the festive season.
High on the top of the mountain, snow fell on the steps, a line of footprints, and two people sitting on the ground.
"Have you figured it out?" Wu Shuang, who was calm in white robes, looked at his disciple with a complicated expression.
"Naturally, you have to think clearly before you dare to tell the master." The young man's forehead was called Woodcutter. He had won several games in succession, and it was covered with notes. Now that the mountain wind was blowing, he still did not forget to take them off one by one, and looked calmly in front of him. Shadow.
"If the meridians are destroyed, it may not be unsolvable. Calculating the time, it actually takes less than a few months to be released from seclusion as a teacher. Why don't you want to wait for a while longer." Wu Shuang sighed, he was always very obedient to advice. Disciple, today is uncharacteristically unmoved. No matter how much his master persuades him, he remains unmoved. He just said that he was going to the Boyu Gang to find work many times. No matter whether Wu Shuang feigned anger or comforted him, he never changed his tone.
"Actually, it was also out of consideration for myself that I traveled several times. It seems that I didn't meet any serious opponents. At least in my swordsmanship journey, I only encountered the master of the Ye Sect of Bai Hao Mountain. He was many, many better than his disciples. Apart from him, There are not many swordsmen who have exquisite sword moves." Yun Zhong was not in a hurry, and slowly said while holding a jar of wine, "After all, I am a swordsman for a short period of time, so I was lucky enough to compete with the master. It was just because of the master's superb sword moves. Only by stepping on one's feet can one be able to surpass others."
"But I was still in danger several times. Even if I was still cultivating at the time, it was hard to say that it was easy to deal with it. Xu Dan was often sick, and almost died two or three times. It was only then that I realized that my disciple had taken advantage of him. The swordsmanship that I am proud of is actually very young. If you go to the Boyu Gang, you will definitely meet many masters of swordsmanship. You have seen the pros and cons of hundreds of schools. When you enter the hall and see your own heart, what you see as a disciple is already the same. A good thing."
"If you can't set out to practice in the future, at least you can have a rare swordsmanship and be praised by others. It's better than others talking about the four disciples of Nangong Mountain who are useless and talk nonsense."
When Yun Zhong said this, he for the first time did not look at the phantom, but looked at the distant cloud stars alone.
There are sparse sounds of firecrackers at the foot of the mountain, rising and falling from time to time.
"If you want to do it, just do it. The position of the fourth child in Nangongshan is not going to be replaced. Don't delay in repairing the meridians."
Wu Shuang, who had never met an opponent with her words in the past, was extremely dry when she spoke this time.
The young man in front of him, who had never had a moment of success, spent almost two years practicing swordsmanship and practicing Buddhism. He traveled to many places and assisted Zen Master Fu Kong in resisting the attacks of several four realms. At the end of the year, he fell into the dust again. During this time, even though Shuijun had given Lancang water, there was still a glimmer of opportunity, but the two realms that he had gained through hard training were all lost.
The rivers and lakes are good, but whoever loses the passerby is sad.
Wu Shuang finally gritted his teeth and agreed. He turned around and returned to the back mountain as if running away. There was no trace of him again. So, on the top of the mountain, there was only an ordinary young man sitting, slightly absent-minded.
Everything welcomes spring, but there are always people who have not yet come out of winter.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Yun Zhong suddenly remembered that when he was still in school, he once heard the gentleman say something. He could not remember which great scholar said it. He only vaguely remembered that when he said this, he always seemed a bit old-fashioned. Mr. Zhou, who was dull and dull, rarely had a dull look on his face.
On a long trip during the festival, I saw a solitary swan on the ebb tide, in Daichuan and Jade Lake, talking to the returning bird and complaining about the falling snow.
Wen Yu drank a few more glasses at the foot of the stairs and looked around for the young man to no avail. When he looked up, he happened to see Yun Zhong's gentle expression. He almost flew forward and muttered something about not being embarrassed. Then he fell asleep leaning against the young man, snoring softly. The sound gradually rose.
No one in the mountain probably knew the profound meaning of the three words Wen Yu said, but after Yun Zhong heard it, something seemed to slowly soften in his eyebrows.
The wind and snow are getting worse, and the two of them have white heads.
"Of course it's not shameful, but how can it be considered a good thing if it delays other people's years." The young man carefully used a piece of clothing to cover the girl's temples. It would be better to let go of all the distractions, distractions, and various human affairs." Immediately, Wen Yu was carefully sent back to the house without stopping.
The old woodcutter in the main hall held up the wine jar, not paying any attention to Yan Jiaqing, who was already drunk to the point of mud, and looked at the young man's back in the wind and snow, his head covered with gray.
This young man should have stood on a vast land where the wind could tear millions of grass to pieces. He was so proud that he could leap thousands of miles across the plains on his horse. However, now he is like an old man with a heavy sense of twilight. He is not as sad as an old man. Qiu's temperament couldn't help but sigh.
No matter what, spring returns to the world.
Gossip 23: The last sentence is also for you. On New Year's Eve, I hope you will be blessed for a long time, be unfazed by favors and disgrace, never forget your innocent heart, and never fall into the clouds.
But do good deeds with no regrets, accumulate good deeds in good times, and become stronger in bad times. There will always be a time to welcome spring.
