The afternoon sun shone on the Li family's mansion. Mrs. Li had finished lunch and was about to help clear the dishes. Suddenly, she felt a sudden impulse and involuntarily walked out of the gate of the mansion. She was faced with a gust of autumn wind, which ruffled the ends of her hair.
Li raised her head slightly and smoothed the long hair hanging in front of her forehead with her hands. At this moment, in the blue sky, a group of geese flew south in a herringbone pattern...
Li looked at the flying geese in the distance and sighed in her heart: "The geese have all flown south. Although Liangyuan is nice, it is not a place where I can stay for a long time! It's time for me to leave for my hometown..."
Mrs. Li saw that the weather was fine today, and it was the day when the autumn breeze brought coolness to her hometown, so she returned to the dining room and told everyone present her plan to return home today.
"What?" Li Weiguang wondered if his ears heard it wrong. In recent days, he found that Ms. Li was a little uneasy, and she once said she wanted to go back to the countryside, but he thought she was just joking, but this...how do you mean you have to go back to the countryside if you want to?
In the past six years, Ms. Li has been very friendly whether in his shop or at his home, silently assisting his wife in taking care of his home and managing his business.
He admired her management abilities and skills. Although Ms. Li was born in the countryside, she is talented and intelligent. She is not only proficient in the complete process of weaving and embroidery, but also reformed backward craftsmanship... The production processes in the store are in order, and the business is getting more and more prosperous. Several branches have been opened, and the products are all available. It has been exported to countries such as Singapore and Malaysia, and the water terminals in Nanfanshun, Guangzhou...
Li has been doing this for six years. In these six years, she has transformed from a stable and mature middle-aged woman into an old woman over fifty years old.
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And Li Weiguang and Ding also provided for Xiao Huineng to go to school and learn to read as if they were their own sons...
Li Weiguang's wife couldn't help but feel sad when she thought that Mr. Li, who was over fifty years old, had to go back to his hometown to live in the world and endure hardships. She choked and said, "Sister Li, do you have to go back?"
"Yeah." Ms. Li nodded.
"Sister Li, let me prepare some wine for you and your son to have a farewell party..."
Li Weiguang specially brought out a bottle of glutinous rice liqueur that he had collected for many years and a small wine glass.
"Why does this small wine glass seem to be a pair with the wine glass that she took from home to the pawn shop to exchange money for her husband's medical treatment?" Mrs. Li muttered in her heart.
When Li Weiguang saw Mr. Li staring at the small wine glass in a daze, he smiled and said, "I brought this small wine glass back when I was doing business in the capital. It has been more than 20 years ago."
Mrs. Li scooped her head in silence, "Take up your chopsticks, the food is cold." Mrs. Li looked at the small wine glass while picking up the vegetables, "It's so delicate and exquisite!"
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After lunch, Ms. Li went back to her bedroom and took her packed luggage out to the hall. When Ms. Li wasn't paying attention, Li Weiguang secretly hid the package of silverware and small wine glasses he had prepared under the bottom of Li's luggage...
Li Weiguang and his wife took Li's mother and son to the Suhang Pier, sent Li's mother and son to the ship, and then waved goodbye.
In this way, after thousands of years of twists and turns, Feng Xi finally boarded the passenger ship back to Xinzhou with Li.
The passenger ship reached the Xinjiang area, and awning boats and sailing boats kept coming and going. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the waves rolled. Li Shi hurriedly hugged Huineng tightly... Suddenly, Li Shi found that there seemed to be something in the luggage bag. The thing was moving. I quickly opened it and took a look. I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah, a small wine glass!"
Following Li's scream, the small wine glass fell out of her hand and fell into the river.
For a moment, the river was calm and calm...
When the boat arrived at Xinjiang Pier, Huineng and his son got off the boat with their luggage and walked towards Xialu Village in the afterglow of the setting sun.
finally arrived at home. The next morning, Li got up and opened her luggage and found a pack of 10 silver ingots. I immediately understood Li Weiguang’s well-intentioned and grateful heart.
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After Li used the silver to build a new house, the 10 ingots of silver were basically used up.
Six years ago, Mrs. Li sold that acre of land before leaving for Guangzhou. She had no land to cultivate and was getting older. She could only weave at home and do some needlework to support the family.
Fortunately, Huineng also grew up. He went up the mountain to collect firewood, sold it, bought some rice oil, and came back to share the worries for his mother.
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August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Some people are happy and some are sad.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huineng got up early and went up the mountain to collect firewood.
Huineng hummed the folk song "August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival, some families are happy and some are sad" that Li taught him when he was a child.
Most of the morning, Huineng had already chopped two bundles of dry firewood and successfully carried them all the way to the Juncheng firewood market to sell them.
After Huineng sold the firewood, he covered his eyes with his hands, raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, thinking in his heart: Wow! Oh boy, it's not even noon yet! In the past, I had not yet gone down the mountain at this time...
Hui Neng saw that it was still early, so he took a walk in the market with a straw gun.
Before the Mid-Autumn Festival in Xinzhou County, the autumn air was crisp and the streets were very lively. Huineng followed the flow of people to Kaitai Street, and it was even more lively here. People surrounded most of the street, saying, "Dear neighbors and new and old customers, here are the fresh, beautiful and authentic Xinjiang famous Mid-Autumn Festival dishes." Mooncakes!" "What a beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival mooncake made famous by rich people! If you are quick, you will get it, but if you are slow, you will not have it!"
When people in Xinzhou celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, mooncakes are not only full of meaning, but also rich in symbolism. For example, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the major cake shops and stalls in Juncheng, Xinzhou, sell brisk mooncakes with a dazzling array of items. Both local and Guangzhou.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, eating Mid-Autumn mooncakes is indispensable. Even if you don't have money to buy them, you have to borrow money to buy a tube of mooncakes (the "Chelu" style is the cheapest) and go home to celebrate the moon, which is like celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival. No mooncakes, no Mid-Autumn Festival.
Huineng thought to himself: Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Today I should buy a box of mooncakes and go home. Tomorrow night I will invite Xiaolan to come over and celebrate the moon while tasting the mooncakes with Aniang and Xiaolan. By then, Aniang should How happy, warm and romantic it will be!
Huineng thought of this, and a happy and sweet smile appeared on his face. When we walked to the store with the words "The moon is bright in my hometown, and the cakes are bright in Xinjiang", Boss Lu happened to walk out of the counter. When he saw Huineng coming with a spring breeze on his face, he stepped forward and said hello: "Hey, Huineng, look at you. The spring breeze brings me joy today, and I am in high spirits. Something good must be coming soon. Come and take a box of moon cakes home to celebrate the moon, and honor your mother-in-law."
Boss Lu opened a shop in the Xinzhou area and did business. His business was fair, he was honest with his children, and he was good at charity. When Lu Xingxin was demoted to Xinzhou, he met Lu Xingxin at Xinzhou Governor Liu. The two hit it off and became friends. It’s a year-end friendship. Whenever Boss Lu opens a new store or houses a new house, Lu Xingxin personally writes a couplet to congratulate him. At that time, people in Xinzhou County regarded it as a blessing to have the calligraphy treasures of Lu Dacai.
Hui Nengxing walked to the counter and said, "Uncle Lu, you have to pay for making mooncakes. How can I have the nerve to get them for free?"
Boss Lu stepped forward and patted Huineng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiannie Aneng, Uncle Lu sent you a box of mooncakes to take back. It was out of the friendship between Uncle Lu and your father, and it was also a little bit of Uncle Lu's thoughts. It’s not a matter of cost, understand?”
"Oh..." Huineng stood there with confusion.
Boss Lu asked the waiter in the shop to put a box of mooncakes in a gift bag and handed it to Hui Neng, saying: "Xiannephew Aneng, Uncle Lu has to rush out to do something, so he won't leave you to eat. You should go home early to avoid you Mom is worried." After Boss Lu said that, he hurried out of the store.
Huineng had no choice but to leave the Xinjiang Cake Shop with the bag of mooncakes in his left hand and the straw gun in his right hand.
As soon as Huineng walked out of Kaitai Street, he saw an old beggar with unkempt hair and crawling face, stretching out his hands to beg for food from passers-by.
When people saw that he was filthy, they turned to both sides.
When Hui Neng saw it, he couldn't bear it. He took out a moon cake from the moon cake bag and handed it to the old beggar. Unexpectedly, his good intentions led to misfortune.
Hui Neng is so kind. Boss Lu asked him to take this bag of mooncakes back to celebrate the moon as a tribute to his mother. He was even hungry and reluctant to eat it. But he gave the box of mooncakes to the old beggar without hesitation.
The old beggar took the mooncake and started eating it hungrily.
Just as the old beggar was enjoying the delicious mooncakes, suddenly there was a chaos on the street, and people scurried to both sides as if they were avoiding the plague.
Two people swaggered past the crowd. The one on the left was a fat man. He had a big chubby head and was as thick as both ends. He had sow eyes and bald eyebrows, a pug's nose pointed to the sky, a toad's mouth bulged like a chamber pot, and his belly was four feet long. The fingers are thick, and the fat on the neck is dry. Standing like a black bear, lying there is better than a pig.
