They Gather Here

"What fell...um...won't it?"

"sorry."

No need to apologize at all, hey!

Luo Zhen didn't know what to do, he returned the goldfish in his hand, then went around to the opponent's back and looked him up and down.

Jinbe is enough trouble, let alone a lady's yukata—

From the male point of view, it is simply chaos.

"What should I do?" Luo Zhen asked.

"There is an opening under the ribs, you put your hands through it, and straighten the folds back and forth." Chitanda commanded calmly, but she thought in her heart that she could finally let the senior be a tool man.

"Rib...what the hell is under the rib?"

"senior!"

The girl's voice was full of warning.

See no evil!

Do not listen to indecent words! !

Do not speak evil! ! !

Luo Zhen could only hypnotize himself, stretched out his hand, pressed against Chitanda's petticoat, and began to straighten the folds.

As a close-fitting small dress, the suspender petticoat is soft and light, and it feels like a girl's skin when touched, which makes people can't help but silently recite the mantra of pure heart.

"Ji Shou took refuge in Emperor Su Xi..." Luo Zhen muttered, "I saluted seven people..."

"Focus!" Chitanda reminded.

"I also really want to focus, but... hiss... so soft."

"senior!"

"..."

"..."

There was an eerie silence, only rustling sounds.

Finally, Luo Zhen fixed the bathrobe and pulled out his hand, wondering if he should stop washing his hands for the time being.

To tell the truth, for the first time he kind of hated his job as a cook.

Chitanda handed over the drawstring bag and the plastic bag containing the goldfish, rearranged the front by herself, and when she was done, took the two bags back into her hand again.

During the process, the two did not say a word and remained silent throughout.

They kept going.

It is not far from the start of the fireworks display, and many people have gathered by the river beach, sitting on blankets or picnic cloths, and some even hold snacks such as melons and fruits.

There are too many wooden buildings in the Guanzhong area. In order to prevent them, the fireworks display has always been held along the river.

The most common situation is that one side is used as the venue, and fireworks are set off on the other side.

Although fireworks and sacrifices seem to have nothing to do with each other, the special nature of neon has its own history——

During the period of the eighth shogun of the Tokugawa shogunate, there was a great famine in Guanzhong, and many tragedies of cannibalism occurred. In order to prevent hungry ghosts from eating people and becoming addicted to food, the general ordered fireworks to be set off on the Obon Festival in the second year to drive away evil spirits. It has been passed down to this day and has become a custom.

In the East Asian cultural circle, many customs come from this way, such as eating rice dumplings and racing dragon boats during the Chinese Dragon Boat Festival.

The river bank was already crowded with people, and there was no place to stay. The two of them were very careful.

Just then, a voice came: "Brother, we are here!"

It's Joon Hyun.

That's right, under the author's manipulation, it was Joon Hyun again.

He sat on the blanket and waved wildly: "We have a very good view here."

Junxian and Naizi occupy a position at a relatively high altitude, they can have a panoramic view of the other side of the river, and at the same time, they don't have to worry about being blocked by the back of their heads in front of them.

Luo Zhen and Chitanda looked at each other and leaned over.

Junxian immediately and courteously took out a box full of takoyaki, and handed it over: "Brother, eat some."

How can high school students take advantage of children?

Luo Zhen waved his hands again and again, and glanced in Naizi's direction.

Then, he asked in a low voice: "Whoever took the initiative to find our two light bulbs, are you stupid?"

"I don't want to either." Junxian replied, "But it's really embarrassing to be alone with Naiko."

"Straight man."

"What big brother taught is."

"..."

"..."

One big and one small, the two boys stared wide-eyed.

Luo Zhen couldn't help scratching his head, took the box casually, and handed it to Chitanda.

However, the girl raised her hands, indicating that her hands were occupied by the girdle bag and the goldfish bag, and she had no time to care about them.

Luo Zhen scratched his head, picked one up with a bamboo stick, and brought it to the other party's lips.

Chitanda first showed a startled expression, then blinked, opened her mouth, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and put the whole piece into her mouth in one gulp.

Takoyaki, a neon national quintessence snack originated in Osaka, is also translated as "octopus balls" in many areas of China. The main ingredients are octopus, bonito flakes, seaweed, and salad dressing.

The one Junxian bought is a mixture of three flavors——

German sausage, bacon cheese, mustard.

German-style sausage is added with delicious German-style bacon sausage, and then served with sweet and sour sweet and spicy sauce, the mouth is full of fragrance;

Bacon cheese can smell a strong smoky aroma, and at the same time, there is smooth brushed cheese, served with crispy and tender octopus balls, which is endless aftertaste;

The taste of wasabi is also very unique. The freshly baked octopus balls have a soft and glutinous filling, and the octopus balls are crispy and chewy.

Chitanda hadn't eaten dinner, and only ate apple candy and taiyaki, which were considered snacks, so she had a great time.

Suddenly, a string of fire burst into the sky on the other side of the river.

It was a firework, radiant and colorful, and the sparks rushed around sparsely, and then disappeared again. Then, another firework bloomed in the sky, reflecting people's smiling faces.

With the accompaniment of the music, the fireworks fired continuously by the extra-large exploded a large area of ​​flowers, forming a sea of ​​flowers and lighting up the night sky.

"Senior, I like..."

"Wh-bang!!!!"

The voices overlapped.

Luo Zhen tilted his head and looked at Chitanda.

I saw the girl took off her wooden clogs and was sitting on Junxian's stall. The cuffs of the light red flowered bathrobe were slightly rolled up, making the girl look extraordinarily gorgeous under the fireworks, so pure that it made people feel affectionate.

Her eyes were sparkling with fireworks, but there was still a trace of oil on the corners of her lips, which should be the traces left by takoyaki.

"Wh-bang!!!!"

Another sound, and then a brief silence.

Luo Zhen has been waiting for this opportunity, and said to Chitanda: "Chitanda, what did you just say?"

The girl looked at him, blinking her big eyes several times, with a confused look on her face.

So, she didn't hear you?

Or was it my own hallucination just now?

Luo Zhen didn't know, so he could only change his posture and do it again.

He raised his voice and repeated what he had just said: "Chitanda, what did you just say?"

"Wh-bang!!!!"

Another firework exploded in the air.

Chitanda hesitated at first, then turned to doubt, and tilted her head.

This time, Luo Zhen could only understand that he didn't hear clearly.

He sighed, and rummaged in his pants pocket for a long time, finally took out tissues, then took out one of them, stretched it out in front of Chitanda, and pointed to her lips.

Something unexpected happened——

The girl didn't take the tissue with her hands, but plunged into it directly, rubbing and rubbing, back and forth several times.

Then, she raised her occupied hands and mouthed "I'm sorry".

Immediately afterwards, she raised her head again and continued to look at the sky across the river.

Luo Zhen stared at the girl's side face for a while, and felt that the tool man was a very special girl, with the temperament of "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently" in an ancient poem.

That should be the so-called "Yamato Nadeko" in neon culture——

Gentle, considerate, able to silently support her husband's career.

This kind of girl will definitely not worry about marrying.

Just thinking of this, Luo Zhen couldn't help but burst out laughing, and at the same time scolding himself as a fool, he wondered why a toolman from a local gentry would have trouble getting married.

He stared across the river and looked at the fireworks again.

"Wh-bang!!!!"

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Thanks for the oath - the spicy strips of the sword of victory.

Thanks to Shuke 369990682, Feani, and the blade of the salted fish on the coffin board.