On August 15th, clouds cover the moon, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is really foggy.
However, such weather does not seem to affect people's festive mood at all. The streets and alleys are filled with a festive atmosphere.
The adults pushed a wheelbarrow with freshly baked mooncakes on it. The children followed the cart, holding a mooncake in each hand and eating as they walked.
However, adults never seem to understand the children's thoughts. Some children still have their mouths full of moon cakes, but they are yelling at their families to buy beautiful noodles on the roadside.
Naturally, adults will not go along with their children's ideas. In this era when dutiful sons are born with sticks, children's naughtiness often attracts not sweet treats, but slaps as big as mooncakes from their parents.
As a result, there was another kind of sound on this street.
The cries of the hawkers, the sounds of children playing and crying, and the tinkling sounds of storytellers and bangers in the roadside teahouses all combine to create the lively atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
When he got up this morning, Lu Heng took Liu Qingqing to the street.
The uncle and sister-in-law just walked slowly on the street. They looked at the lively scenes around them and listened to all kinds of sounds. Occasionally, Lu Heng would tell some jokes that Liu Qingqing had never heard before, making her want to laugh.
I dare not laugh.
Then, Liu Qingqing would occasionally laugh softly, and her unintentionally charming charm would attract passers-by to stop and take a peek.
So, as the number of people increased, Lu Heng couldn't stand the naked and weird looks in their eyes. He gritted his teeth and reached out to pull Liu Qingqing's sleeves, preparing to lead her away from the crowd.
Perhaps because he didn't pay attention, Lu Heng did not pull her sleeve this time, but touched her delicate hand for the first time.
There was a slight cool feeling in the palm, which was as delicate as milk. Even at that moment, Lu Heng could feel the sweat on the other person's hand due to nervousness.
However, you must not let go at this time. Make mistakes and make mistakes, sometimes it is definitely a clever trick.
Lu Heng pretended not to know anything, took the woman's little hand and pushed it out of the way. In front of him, a very coquettish talented man, waving a folding fan and smiling lewdly, walked away in a serious manner.
When the two of them came to a place with few people, Liu Qingqing blushed and tried to break away, but found that her uncle was still looking around like a stupid goose.
"Let go!" As if she was afraid of being heard, the woman lowered her voice with anger in her tone. She raised her head, stared at Lu Heng with her beautiful eyes, and said in a sweet voice. At this time, her stunningly pretty face,
With a red color like autumn cherries. The look flowing in her beautiful eyes made Lu Heng feel trembling in his heart.
"Oh, ah? Haha!" Lu Heng's expression remained unchanged, he smiled and let go of his hand.
"I was anxious just now! I had no choice, haha!" Lu Heng looked at the woman sincerely and said with a smile.
The woman blushed and glared at him fiercely. Then she lowered her head, bit her lip, turned and walked forward.
Behind him, Lu Heng looked at the beautiful figure of the woman in front of him with a faint smile on his face. Well, then, he seemed to be smiling happily.
However, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the conspiracy has succeeded.
Lu Heng touched his chin, smiled, then raised his feet and followed.
At this time, the fog in the sky finally dissipated, and the sun passed through the misty clouds, shining the first bright ray of sunlight on the earth.
I went to the street today to buy some mooncakes and fruits.
In his previous life, Lu Heng liked to eat mooncakes. Not only did he eat them during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he would also buy some during the Chinese New Year. Not to mention working overtime on weekdays.
Uh, but now that I think about it, the quality of the mooncakes in my previous life was really good. From the Mid-Autumn Festival to New Year's Eve, they were always good. What a good craftsmanship!
At this time, the craftsmanship of making mooncakes was already very impressive. Mooncakes from the Jiangnan area were especially famous. Every year, a large number of Soviet-style mooncakes were shipped to the Tokyo Imperial Palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival and were used as tributes.
Su-style mooncakes are what outsiders call them. In Jiangning, people often call them "crisp-style mooncakes" because they are crispy and delicious. Su-style mooncakes are characterized by crispy, crispy, overlapping layers, heavy oil but not greasy, and sweet.
Salty and delicious.
Not only outsiders like to eat it, but even locals talk about this delicious food.
Walking into one of the most famous local workshops and seeing a dazzling array of mooncakes in various styles, Lu Heng nodded with satisfaction.
Liu Qingqing held a bamboo basket on her arm and stood aside, gently holding her chin with her slender fingers, looking at the various mooncakes on the shelf beside her. Then she looked back at Lu Heng, who was haggling with the boss with a smile.
My heart is sweet.
The boss, who was wearing a little hat, looked at the old gown Lu Heng was wearing, and then at the fairy girl holding a bamboo basket and looking at her with a smile. Naturally, he thought that this was a couple.
A newlywed couple. Well, they are also a couple from a not-so-well-off family.
The boss can mix dragons and snakes in the west of the city, living here for a long time in the land of three religions and nine streams, so he naturally has his own methods. However, today he has finally seen what it means that there are mountains outside the mountains. He really can't stand Lu Heng's brown candy.
Using bargaining tactics, he finally retreated and was successfully led into the ditch by Lu Heng.
Finally, when this hateful scholar took away nearly ten kilograms of osmanthus mooncakes from him at a very low price, the boss suddenly realized.
Looking at the empty shelves and the pitiful one tael of silver in his hand, the boss was stunned.
Along the way, Liu Qingqing beside her lowered her head and walked quietly.
However, her slightly trembling body showed that she was laughing.
Lu Heng stopped and asked with a smile: "What are you laughing at? It's already all the way!"
Liu Qingqing raised her head and looked at Lu Heng with a smile like the bright sunshine. Seeing the basket full of mooncakes on Lu Heng's arm, she smiled and said sweetly: "If uncle goes into business, he must be a profiteer!"
Lu Heng shook his head with a wry smile, then raised the basket in his hand and said with an innocent face: "You can't blame me for this. Look at that shop owner, he obviously took me as an easy target. I can't do it myself.
Let him slaughter the meat on the chopping board, right?"
Then I saw Liu Qingqing holding back her laughter and nodding, and then stubbornly made a conclusion to Lu Heng: "So, I said that my uncle must be a profiteer!"
Uh, just because of this basket of mooncakes?
Lu Heng was speechless.
However, when I think about it carefully, I have been doing business planning for a long time before doing military planning in my previous life. It seems that at that time, I was really an out-and-out profiteer.
Alas, there is nothing you can do about it. The attributes of your profession determine your professional style.
Clients spend a lot of money to ask you to plan for their company. You can't turn their company's annual plan into a charity event.
As a result, all kinds of underhanded tricks, stumbling blocks, positive and negative consequences, bright and dark rises, all came out of my head, and finally formed on paper.
In the future, huge business strategies began to lay out the market. However, the customers and consumers in it were unaware of it. They still happily spent money to buy cheap goods whose prices were falling and rising.
However, I am just a person who comes up with ideas. Those bosses have made money, but they have not given me any points. This, I really cannot afford to be known as a profiteer.
Seeing Lu Heng's depressed look, Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and walked forward lightly in the dazzling sunshine. The breeze blew from the river, and the woman's light blue floral dress moved with the wind. It was like
Like a butterfly wearing flowers, charming and agile.
Laughing all the way, Lu Heng told Liu Qingqing different stories about Hou Yi and Chang'e.
When Lu Heng talked about Chang'e leaving Hou Yi and flying to the Moon Palace alone, Liu Qingqing looked at Lu Heng with a tense expression, waiting for the ending that seemed to no longer exist.
"Then what?" Liu Qingqing stopped and asked softly.
"Well, then, it seems there is no more!" Lu Heng scratched his head and said with a smile.
"It's so boring!" Liu Qingqing's expression dimmed, she said softly, and then continued to move forward.
Okay, okay. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunions. It seems that the ending of this story is really not good.
Looking at Liu Qingqing who was walking in front silently, Lu Heng smiled, then quickened his pace and caught up.
As a result, a perfect ending fabricated out of thin air gave this poignant love that has been passed down through the ages a very happy ending.
"In this way, five thousand years later, Hou Yi was reincarnated. After a battle of wits and courage with the Emperor of Heaven, he finally defeated the Emperor of Heaven. A man, under the silent night, full of murderous intent, uh, no, tender and affectionate,
Ahem, it doesn't seem to be the case. It's just a surge of heart, that's right. Hou Yi was reincarnated. Under the silent night, he stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and set foot on the deserted Moon Palace. He just happened to meet the lonely man sitting in the Qionglou Yuyu.
The singing fairy Chang'e. The two looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, thousands of years of longing turned into a warm friendship!"
In a short period of time, Lu Heng racked his brains and made up such a story that sounded pretty good.
After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Liu Qingqing, who was listening to the story quietly, and said: "Well, this is the ending. In the end, the two of them were lovers and got married!"
Liu Qingqing had a warm smile in her beautiful eyes. She looked at Lu Heng who was secretly wiping his sweat and smiled softly.
She actually knew that the story had already ended when Hou Yi and Chang'e separated. The following series of stories should have been made up by her uncle himself.
However, it sounds really good!
The woman smiled lightly, moved her steps lightly, and walked forward.
Phew, I finally got over it!
After realizing it, Lu Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head with a smile.
The afternoon sun pours down from the blue night sky. The cool autumn wind blows the weeping willows by the river. The slightly yellowed willows move with the wind, making a rustling sound.
On the river surface, the river water was wrinkled by the wind, and there were wrinkles. Under the sunlight, the waves sparkled.