Grandpa is such a bunny

In more than half a month, it will be the Chinese New Year. Even if the winter wind is still there, after the New Year, spring will not be far away.

In front of the official yamen in Luo'an City, Tubo jumped up to the eaves with a red lantern half a person's height in one hand, stood tall on it, bowed his head and said, "Hurry up and talk about how to hang it."

Du Yun put his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Go to the left, no, a little to the right, and then to the right, after passing, come back."

Tubo's forehead was covered with sweat under the warm winter sun, and after working with Du Yun for a while, he broke down the stall several times. He couldn't see Du Yunyun chewing melon seeds underneath, directing himself back and forth like an uncle.

He threw the red lantern down, tapped his toes lightly on the eaves, twisted his body into a strange angle during the fall, kicked his foot on the lantern hook, and fell to the ground neatly.

There was a 'click' sound behind him, and the lantern was casually hung on the eaves. Tubo didn't even look back, patted the corner of his robe, walked up to Du Yun, and snatched away the melon seeds that he had peeled and prepared to swallow in one bite. up.

"You are so fat." He raised his head and poured the melon seeds into his mouth.

Du Yunyun peeled it hard for a long time, ready to enjoy the taste of the mouth full of fragrance, but it was snatched away, and there was not even a hair left. He jumped to snatch it from Tubo, and only touched the remaining melon seeds. foam.

"If you want to eat, you can't peel it yourself. If you don't want to peel it, you can hook up a little lady as a wife and let her peel it for you." Du Yun was angry, looking at the beaming red lantern, and wanted to hang Uncle Tu on it.

Tubo was basking in the sun behind him, and suddenly said, "Someone stripped me before."

Du Yun turned to look at him.

There was a deep gully between the handsome brows, as if it couldn't be smoothed out, Tubo raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "But I can't remember it."

Du Yun was speechless, his heart twitched like a twitch, he tried his best to hide his expression, squeezed out a not-so-good-looking smile, and said dryly, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it, isn't it good now. "

Tubo gave him a deep look and turned around.

Du Yun looked at his back. Brother Tu was always handsome and handsome, and even his back was pleasing to the eye, but now he was inexplicably sad.

Du Yun panicked, "Old Tu, where are you going?"

Tubo turned his back to him, raised his hands and waved, and said lazily, "Go and see if there are any lanterns in Aunt Wang's house."

The streets and alleys of Luo'an City, the bluestone alleys wind into the alleys, and in front of the homes of the widowed and lonely old people and children, bright red lanterns are hung up by Tubo all the way.He walked around the streets, and when he met someone who was busy with work, he walked over to help, post couplets, wash bacon, move a pickle jar, and take care of the children for aunts and mothers-in-law... He was too lazy in the yamen to act like an old man, and went to the alley. As soon as you drill in, you become the brother Tu that everyone praises.

No matter how many times he lost his memory and how many times he forgot about these people, from the beginning to the end, he was still him and never changed.

The master was leaning against the door of the house, holding a lantern in his hand, watching Tubo come out of the house beside him, with his sleeves rolled up, the hem of his robe was stained with dust, he closed the door for others, and casually replied, "Don't come out , you rest, I will water again in two days."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw the master.

The master showed no expression, and threw the lantern to him, Tubo didn't say anything, and jumped onto the roof after catching it.

"Uncle Zhang is taking care of his small vegetable garden again?" said the master.

"Well, I'm old, I can't lift the water, and the vegetables don't grow well." Tubo fiddled with the lantern on the roof, opened it and put the wax pot in it.

The master said, "He has no children, no daughters, no daughter-in-law, so he can eat enough for himself."

The movement in Tubo's hands froze, and he nodded.

The master's eyes were cold and indifferent, but he caught the slightest change in him, "What are you thinking?"

After hanging the lantern, Tubo jumped down from the eaves, patted the dust on the corner of his robe, and looked up to see the setting sun forming a golden circle of light on the horizon. His eyes were far away, and he didn't know what he wanted to see.

"I'm thinking, will I be like him one day, lonely and old, unable to lift water." Tubo looked away and smiled, "Did I often do this before? It's quite hypocritical."

The master didn't speak, looked at him for a moment, asked him to stand still, then went into the house to give a voice to the family, went out, walked out and closed the door, and said calmly, "No." , I don't plan to bring up this topic again, "Want to go out for a while, there is an old wine brewing in the north of the city that is not bad."

Tubo is not addicted to alcohol, nor does he have any bad hobbies. Thinking about it carefully, except for eating a few mouthfuls of carrots, his life is almost indifferent, but at this time he really wants to drink some wine, and wants to try hard liquor , What does it feel like to be drunk.

So he followed the master to the wine shop, the master never talked much, but he was full of thoughts, the two walked side by side, silent all the way, until he drank a few jars of boiling wine with an earthy smell, he didn't take a look Flushing red, propping his head on one hand, looking at the jackdaws passing by the lake on the moat in the distance, he said hoarsely, "...Do you know what it feels like not to have a past?"

I don't remember what I should remember, and what I want to forget is always in pain in my mind.

When night falls, there are thousands of families, and the candles are dimly lit. When Tubo tosses and turns at night and cannot sleep, he always wonders if someone will light the lights for him all night, waiting for him to come back.He fell ill again and again, forgetting time and time again, did he wake up one day and found that his hair was already gray, but he didn't know anything about Jinghong's beautiful youth.

It's too late, and I don't even know what to dream about if I want to have a young dream.

Tubo drank the wine cup by cup, his eyes dimmed from drinking.

He couldn't help but want to ask that girl if it was worth dying for him in exchange for him living.

The master gently blew away the white mist from the wine glass, looked at Tubo with almost cold eyes and asked a question, then got drunk like this, and finally turned into a snow-white rabbit with a 'bang', lying on the wine jar She fell asleep in a naive manner.

He paid for the wine, and was walking on the road with the soft rabbit in his arms. Seeing Tubo huddled up with his ears in his arms, chirping indistinctly, he lowered his head to listen, and vaguely heard the word "Qianfan".

The master thought silently, some people are irreplaceable, no matter what he and Du Yun and Sun Xiao have achieved, that person will be different after all.

And some people, as long as they appear, their traces will never be erased, and they will be engraved on the bones of those who want to remember him, hidden under the healing wound, and sometimes it hurts.

While Tubo was drunk, the new year came slowly, and the whole country of Dajing celebrated together. At the same time, the princesses of the thirteen tribes of Houfu stepped into the territory of Dajing, and set off for Jing with the returning army.

On New Year's Eve, Tubo was playing with the firecrackers that were going to be set off at night in the backyard of the yamen, and while Du Yunyun was basking in the sun in front of the door, he received a letter from an envoy from the imperial capital.

One contained the verdict of Zhang Dingcheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and the other was bulging. Du Yun poured out the contents, and saw a string of beads made of polished and round acacia seeds. The letter paper of the letter - it is not enough to pass through thousands of sails, and the slanting light is flowing slowly.

Du Yun's face turned red suddenly, and he thought, this monk is too unscrupulous, isn't he not coming back, and making such a mess.

Before he could finish thinking, the lovesickness beads in his hand were taken away.

Tubo didn't know when he came out, picked it up and squinted at the sun, the lovesickness in the palm of his hand was like blood, just looking at it, he felt that this handful of red beans was about to melt into blood with a strong flow of lovesickness into the heart.

"Who sent it?"

Du Yun was stubborn, "I don't know."

Tubo said, and put the beads on his wrist. The string of red beans was not too long or too short, which perfectly matched his wrist, "Then I want it."

Du Yun was shocked, he didn't even need to make a draft when he was lying, "What do you want, it's a girl who secretly loves me and gave it to my lord."

Tubo stepped back and rubbed the beads, "You have received the heart, please give this to me." He liked this thing surprisingly, and raised his chin towards Du Yun, "I will see that girl some other day, and I will personally carry the gift Come to the door to apologize, but I won’t return it.”

There was a smile on his handsome face, Du Yun was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that he hadn't seen the gag and lip-smacking Mr. Tu smile for a long time, he was just so dazed, and Tubo took the beads and disappeared without a trace.

"Did you see it?" The master's gloomy voice came suddenly.

Du Yun was startled by him, frowned and said, "What are you looking at?"

The master god was staring at him, and said faintly, "Sometimes there must be something in life."

Du Yun twitched his face, and stuffed the letter with the love poem into his pocket distractedly, "Maybe it's 'There is no time in life, don't force it'."

On New Year’s Eve in Luo’an City, people bring vegetable, fruit and rice cakes to the temple to repay their one-year vows. After lunch, the aunt who cooks in the yamen begins to prepare things for worshiping Buddha and the stove. Du Yun squats in the yard with a thin The pole played with the firecrackers that were going to be set off at night, planning to take seven or eight firecrackers from the string of long whips wrapped in red paper and sulfur, and now I have enjoyed it.

Sneaking like a thief, he took two or three off the whip rope, but no one came to kick his ass. Du Yun straightened up and looked around in doubt. With only slender legs crossed together, lazily playing with the string of red bean beads while basking in the sun.

As he lowered his head, a few strands of blue hair fell down beside his sharp temples, his light-colored thin lips were slightly pursed, and his long and narrow eyes were focused on the red bean beads.

Du Yun raised his voice, "Someone stole the firecracker."

Tubo didn't look up at all, a mass of red was reflected in the dark eyes, and the curled eyelashes were left with a small shadow under the eyelids by the sun, "Whatever."

Didn't come here to beat him, Du Yun thought, and said sourly, "Is it that fun?"

Only then Tubo glanced at him, put the beads on his wrist, rolled down his sleeves to cover it like a baby, walked to Du Yun's side, and stared at him thoughtfully.

Du Yun thought he was going to say something, and his throat felt dry. He hadn't done many wrongdoings in his life, and he didn't have much experience. When he saw that the rabbit in question seemed a little abnormal and wanted to think of something, he felt his palms and backs twitch. sweat,

"Old picture you..."

Tu Bai slapped him on the head, and snatched the four firecrackers that he had knocked down when Du Yun screamed, "Du Yunyun, you belong to the walnut—you owe me a hammer, so go and give it to the king when you are in a hurry." Auntie packs up the sacrifices, if you want to go to the temple, go early and return early, when it gets dark, there will be jugglers on the cross street, if you go late, don't ask Grandpa Tu to hold you high."

On New Year's Eve, the whole of Luo'an is brightly lit, and the big red lanterns are woven into a fiery red cloud above the head. When people walk below, their faces can be reflected red and their smiles are like flowers.Old wine shops, small inns, and tea stalls set up by the roadside are full of people, people come and go, adults and children carry lanterns in their hands, shuttle and play in the alleys full of laughter, it is very lively.

Tubo doesn’t have this memory in his mind, but every time he hears it, he feels a burst of warmth. This is the real life of ordinary people, real and warm, noisy and leisurely.

Thinking of eating, drinking and having fun all night, Du Yun immediately couldn't hold back the glutton in his stomach, "What's the point, I can't wait."

Du Yunyun's greed finally defeated his laziness, and within a short time, a few people wrapped up the offerings for worshiping the Buddha and offering stoves, and left one or two gatekeepers for the yamen. The only temple to rush to.

The county magistrates in Luo'an City don't believe in Buddhism, so naturally there won't be too many temples in the city. Tubo doesn't know the way, and falls behind the team, looking at the scenery in the mountains with his chest around.

The small temple they were going to was at the foot of Jinming Mountain. Tubo looked up at the wisp of green smoke curling up from the top of the mountain, and could vaguely see the red walls and green tiles and cornices emerging from the dense green forest.

"Where is that?" He hooked Sun Xiao's neck and asked, pointing to the top of the mountain.

Sun Xiao didn't know how to tell lies, for fear that he might miss something, his eyes wandered from side to side, and he stammered, "A newly built Buddhist temple."

Tu Bai frowned, his eyes were clear and deep, "It's not that Du Yun doesn't like monks, why would he agree to build a Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain?"

Sun Xiao was sweating nervously, "That...was built by the emperor's decree..." After finishing speaking, he stared at Tubo, feeling complicated and entangled in his heart, afraid that he would remember something, and afraid that he would not be able to remember anything .

Fortunately, Tubo had no doubts. He glanced at the crowds of people worshiping Buddha, burning incense and fulfilling their vows in the temple. Waiting outside was also waiting. It would be better to look around. Thinking of this, he suddenly had a feeling for the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain. A strange feeling.

Like, he has to go and see.

Thinking so, Tubo walked along the mountain road to the mountain.

"Brother, where are you going?" Sun Xiao shouted hastily.

Tubo waved his hands at him, performed lightness kung fu and disappeared into the forest.

The mountain road stretches, and the closer you get to the top of the mountain, Tubo's heart becomes calmer. Obviously, he is even a little impatient to see the Buddhist temple covered by trees, but for some reason, he slows down and stops using lightness kung fu. It is a step by step, walking extremely firm and sincere.

"So I'm still a follower of Buddha?" Tubo thought amusedly, "I don't know if Buddha will accept me as a rabbit monster."