Two days later, the banks of the Qinhuai River were decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and there was a buzz of people. It was several times more lively than during the college examination.
With the sound of lights and lights, the annual oiran selection event on the banks of the Qinhuai River has come to an end. The literati, wealthy businessmen and businessmen are vying for the first place, and they are more active than the girls on the stage...
In the midst of this hustle and bustle, a carriage passed by quietly, and the curtains were lifted a corner, but his eyes did not fall on the grand event on the other side, but on the Qinhuai River.
At this time, Qinhuai River has also entered autumn, and the sun is shining on the water. The city walls are towering, the river is flowing with branches and leaves falling, and the long wind is blowing as geese fly south for thousands of miles. The red leaves fall down by the river, rippling into whirlpools and drifting into the distance, like yellow saucers bathing in the river.
The autumn in Yingtian is full of poetry and really beautiful.
Zhu Ping'an lowered the curtains and raised the corners of his lips slightly, but no matter how beautiful she was, she couldn't compare to Xiahe Village.
Choosing an oiran by the Qinhuai River, Ping An has become a carriage back.
Zhu Ping'an, who had been on the road for several days, naturally didn't know the grand scene along the Qinhuai River. He didn't know which young master had attracted thousands of people to follow his poem and became famous in one fell swoop. Naturally, he didn't know that his uncle Zhu Shouren borrowed his pavilion to say goodbye and the poem "If Life Is Only Like This" Mulan's poems were very popular when I first saw them (although it was pointed out later, it did not affect the uncle's popularity).
Of course, I didn’t know that there were two dark horses in the selection of oirans by the Qinhuai River. They both won the title of maid of honor in one fell swoop from obscurity. One of them sang White Fox and the other danced with them. Their unique singing style and slightly hoarse melancholy. Her voice and delicate interpretation of the song made her famous instantly, attracting everyone to go crazy...
Can I dance for you one more time? This question is really heart-wrenching and tear-jerking. It is heartbreaking to read and listen to. The fox demon and the scholar fell in love. When parting, the white fox hoped to give his beloved scholar another dance. This is such a broad mind...
So for a while, the scholars present were crazy, and the most active among them were the uncle and other villagers.
When the grand event that lasted for several days was over, and his uncle Zhu Shouren and other villagers could not stop thinking about it and felt sorry that Zhu Pingan had not witnessed such a grand event, Zhu Pingan had already set foot on the land of Kaoshan Town.
In the courtyard of Zhu Ping'an's house in Xiahe Village, his mother, Mrs. Chen, was busy drying fungus, mountain mushrooms and other game in the yard, humming a tuneless country tune while she was busy.
"Mom. Why are you drying so much? Aren't you going to have to sell it in the town tomorrow?" Zhu Pingchuan asked in confusion when he saw his mother drying the fungus, mushrooms and other game he brought back from the mountain yesterday. .
"Your brother likes to eat." Mother Chen didn't even raise her head.
Hearing this, Zhu Pingchuan grimaced and said, "Mom, you should take care of your son."
Mrs. Chen choked angrily when she heard this, "I want to take care of you, but you have to give me a chance. I'm away from home all day long, and my wife hasn't married yet."
Zhu Pingchuan blushed. Smiling, "Mom, I remember, last time I went to the mountain, I dug up a wild ginseng. Brother He is wasting his brain by reading, so I can replenish his health when Brother He comes back."
"Come on, you should keep it for your Juan'er."
Mrs. Chen turned over the dried mushrooms and sneered at Zhu Pingchuan.
"Juan'er doesn't need it." The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan whispered.
When Mrs. Chen heard Zhu Pingchuan's muttering, she immediately changed her face and started squirting when she grabbed Zhu Pingchuan. "What, Dachuan, tell mother again, what do you mean by this, Juan'er wants to give it to your brother because he doesn't need it?"
"No, not mother, that's not what my son meant..." Zhu Pingchuan was so anxious that he didn't know what to say. As soon as he started picking wild ginseng, he thought of his brother. What he just said had no other meaning at all. .
"No!" Mrs. Chen didn't care, "I think that's what you mean."
"Mom...Mom, this is really not my son. My son has been thinking about Brother He since the beginning." Zhu Pingchuan, like his father, was not good at words. He repeated these few sentences over and over again, not knowing how to explain them.
"Mom, what a mother. Why don't you go and put the wild ginseng in a wooden box? Be careful of your skin if it gets damaged." Mother Chen glared at Zhu Pingchuan and said angrily.
"Hey, hey." Zhu Pingchuan, the eldest brother, heard his mother's words and knew that his mother had lost her temper, so he ran into the house to put wild ginseng in the house.
After Zhu Pingchuan put the wild ginseng away, he came out to help Chen dry the ginseng. Chen's eldest son was happy to help, and he went to sit and drink water.
Mrs. Chen poured two bowls of water, took one for herself and was about to drink when she heard the ringing of the bell on the neck of her big black cow coming from outside the door.
As a result, Mrs. Chen couldn't sit still.
"Zhu Shouyi, why did you come back today when there are so many people going to the market to make money? Do you know that you can make money this time..." Ms. Chen stood up and walked out, her voice full of anger, as if she was asking for revenge. Posture. I feel bad, I have to make dozens of dollars on this trip, Zhu Shouyi, this prodigal man!
Mrs. Chen walked to the door and her words suddenly stopped.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Zhu Pingchuan, who was drying mountain mushrooms, heard his mother's angry voice suddenly cut off. He thought something had happened and hurried out to take a look.
Then, he saw his mother standing at the door with a happy face, unable to say anything happy.
Looking outside, he saw Zhu Pingan standing at the door with a silly smile on his face and shouted, "Mom, brother, I'm back."
His father was holding Zhu Pingan's luggage in one hand and looking at Mrs. Chen with a flattering look on his face.
Zhu Shouyi looked at Mrs. Chen with a naive smile, and took Zhu Ping'an's luggage in front of him as if taking credit for it. It was obvious: last time I didn't carry the bag for Xie'er, you slapped her, and this time I won't fight again.
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back." Mother Chen looked at Zhu Ping'an with eyes that were both gentle and proud.
Then he looked at Zhu Shouyi, who was holding the bag, and his face fell again.
Snapped
Mother Chen slapped Zhu Shouyi's big shoulder again, her voice was clear and crisp, and at the same time mother Chen's iconic Hedong lion roar sounded again:
"Zhu Shouyi, why are you a father? Haven't you seen that my son is starving and thin after studying hard outside? You come from the town and you don't even know how to cut a piece of meat. My son has come all the way and you don't even think about giving it to him. My son will make a hot meal!"
I've already got a bag, and you can also buy meat at the village head. Also, I didn't see that the second child was so skinny, there was meat on his face.
But this was just a thought. Father Zhu didn't dare to say it and looked at Mrs. Chen with an aggrieved look.
Chen glared again.
"I'll buy it right away."
Father Zhu held his luggage with both hands, how could he dare to feel wronged? When Mrs. Chen glared, Father Zhu could only look at Mrs. Chen with a naive smile.
"I'll go, I'll go." The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan ran to the entrance of the village first. After taking two steps, he stopped and asked Zhu Pingan, "Brother, what else do you want to eat?"
"Just buy some meat. I like to eat anything made by my mother." Zhu Pingan shook his head and took the opportunity to make his mother happy.
"She has a sweet mouth." Mrs. Chen said this, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. (To be continued.)
