It is said that Shizun is a devil

The bright moon rose, shaking off the stars all over the sky.Where it meets the sky, the world is bustling with people, the cries of street vendors and the laughter of men, women and children merge into the most unpretentious but most reassuring world.

The Han family's nest is surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the world. The busiest one is a noodle maker's stall. The noodle maker is an old man with a gray beard but dexterous fingers. The villain attracted many girls and children to watch.

Han Jin hugged Han Fuwang and said to Han Jing, "Han Jing, I'll buy you a doughnut."

Han Jing nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."

Han Jin said: "Little white sheep, take the baby, Han Jing and I will go shopping."

The little white sheep lazily said: "Holding a little boy prevents you from shopping?"

Han Jin said confidently: "It's preventing me from paying!"

Little Aries: "..."

People come and go, and everyone has their own attention. No one noticed that there was a sheep missing and a man in white was added in the street.

The little white sheep took Han Fuwang reluctantly. It was the first time Han Fuwang saw the human form of the little white sheep. He stared blankly at the little white sheep for a while, then stretched out his hand to grab the little white sheep's hair in a daze. Putting it in his mouth, he suddenly let out a giggle.

"Little boy, don't touch my fur!" The little white sheep was furious, "Hurry up, Han Jin..."

As soon as he turned his head, there was no sign of Han Jin in front of him, even Han Jing disappeared together.

Just now Han Jin said, little white sheep, you hold the baby.

Little Aries: "..." Mom!The big demon was fooled!The big demon was tricked into taking a child!The big demon was cheated and assisted!Cunning human beings! ! !

Han Jin took Han Jing to another street in the blink of an eye. This street was the main street of the Qiqiao Festival that day. All the lanterns were lit at night, and the colorful ribbons danced happily, like rainbows everywhere.Vendors on the street showed their unique skills, fried golden oil fruit, paper-thin wontons, hand-squeezed fresh fruit juice, freshly baked scum cakes... The aroma of the food was desperately attracting customers for their own vendors, and the stalls were full.There are also those who sell rings, rouge and gouache, jewelry, calligraphy and painting...Everywhere is crowded with people, the whole street is crowded with pedestrians, and the two people nearby can only stay close to each other because of the crowd. Together.

Han Jin took Han Jing into his arms, but felt that those pancakes, fried pastries and pastries were not as sweet as Han Jing's.Han Jing was squeezed by people, but he didn't find anything wrong with Han Jin's actions, so he looked at Han Jin foolishly and asked, "Little Baiyang and Fuwang didn't come over, why don't you tell them?"

Han Jin looked down at Han Jing in his arms, and said calmly: "I did it on purpose, today is Qiqiao Festival, I just want to spend time with you, and I don't want to be disturbed."

Han Jing looked at Han Jin in a daze for a while, and suddenly understood what Han Jin meant, his face slowly blushed, he remembered his determination, and hurriedly took Han Jin's hand away, trying to distance himself from Han Jin , but there are too many people, it is impossible to do it at all!

Han Jin smiled and hugged Han Jin's shoulders, separated the passing tourists, and pushed Han Jing forward.

Han Jing's heart was beating like a drum, she looked left and right, flustered, and dared not speak to Han Jin.Han Jin kept talking to Han Jing in a soft voice.

"Do you want to eat small wontons?"

There was a lot of voices, but Han Jin's voice was extremely clear in his ears, and his subtle breathing fell on Han Jing's earlobe, as if a piece of fire had been sprinkled, making people's faces red.

Han Jing would not refuse these small snacks on weekdays, but today he just felt absent-minded, as if there was only one ear left in his whole body, and the ear was almost ripe!

Han Jin looked down at Han Jing's flushed face, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and whispered next to Han Jing's ear: "Don't eat small wontons, do you want to eat peach blossom cake? Pink, just like you, It must taste delicious."

Han Jing looked up at Han Jin in shock: "You you...you want to eat me?"

He stared at Han Jin with a pair of big eyes, with a panicked expression, like a frightened rabbit, Han Jin's heart was soft and confused: "What do you think?"

Han Jing said seriously: "Jin'er, don't have those evil thoughts, you still need to be steady and steady in your cultivation. Even if evil cultivators see that their progress is faster than the righteous way, they really want to accumulate too much karma, and if you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the demons." .”

Han Jin: "..." Oh.

Han Jing doesn't even know what "eating" means!

Han Jin teased her for a while and ended up preaching, feeling dumbfounded, she honestly hugged Han Jing and walked forward along the flow of people.

Pedestrians around were in groups, and Han Jin and Han Jing hugged each other without attracting the attention of others. Although Han Jin could not be seductive, he felt that it was enough to walk down with Han Jing's shoulders in his arms. The restless flame in my heart turned into gurgling water.There were bursts of relaxed laughter from the crowd from time to time, the scholar and the girl chatted in low voices, Han Jing also gradually forgot his determination to keep a distance from Han Jin, and looked curiously at the street stalls.Seeing that he was interested, Han Jin whispered in his ear to explain how to play those small games one by one.

Hundreds of years of time can't be recalled at all, only this moment of intimacy and freedom wants to be protected forever with an enchantment and kept in my heart.

"I...I want to try this too." Han Jing was attracted by a small stall on the side of the street. Stop and eat, three groups of people in each game, one stick of incense time, insist on eating until the last firewood and chopping to the last can get free food, all the firewood chopped will be taken away, if one of the two-person combination is difficult to persist in the middle Food has to be paid at market prices and firewood has to be kept.

A long table has been set up in front of the stall, and the table is full of various foods, roasted lamb chops, roasted suckling pig, roasted chicken legs, osmanthus cake, peanut crisp and almond candy, oily fruit fried sweet potato balls, watermelon juice, pineapple juice, strawberry juice, black Grape green agate and fresh lychees... Under the hollow star lanterns hanging from the stalls, it is as dazzling as the Milky Way!

Han Jin: "..." I might just be defeated by these foods!

If Han Jing wanted to eat, Han Jin would of course have to contribute. He felt that if there was no time limit, Han Jing might be able to eat up the whole table!The boss is still very smart, and only gave him a little time, otherwise all the money he made today might be lost to Han Jing.

One person eating and one person chopping firewood is very in line with folk traditions. Ordinary people's mate selection standards, the woman's appetite should not be too bad, if it is too bad, she may be in poor health, and the man must have strength, which is manifested in chopping firewood quickly and well.Therefore, most of the people participating in this small game are couples who go out to play during the excitement of the day. The couples discuss strategies. The man chops firewood slowly, as long as he doesn’t stop. Things that you can't afford to eat on weekdays.Han Jing and Han Jin didn't have any strategy at all, and went directly.

The shopkeeper whistled, and Han Jing immediately started to eat, and the other two women lamented that men had the advantage because of their large appetites, and they only picked those small green agates to eat slowly. Han Jin held the hatchet in his sword hand, One knife after another, it is right to practice the basic skills of chopping.

Han Jing hugged a pig's trotter and ate with great joy, his face was stained with oil, but he didn't care, a clean baby face was stained with food residue, he was cute, and his face was dirty. Like a little tabby cat, it doesn't feel ugly, but makes people laugh when they see it, like an ordinary gluttonous boy, no one would have thought that such a person is actually a Mahayana monk.

Seeing him eating happily, Han Jin felt energetic all over his body.

If they are all ordinary people, such a life is not bad, chopping firewood, working, earning money, raising a family, hiding him at home, cooking and washing for him every day, taking him to the theater when he wants to go out, taking him to enjoy the moon, Take him to visit the mountains and rivers, take him to be unrestrained, take him to all the places he wants to go, every step is the imprint of the two of them, even if life is ordinary, it is still stable and stable after hundreds of years of misery.

As long as you are with him, even if you don't go out for a lifetime, don't make friends, have simple food, commoner clothes and straw sandals, as long as you are with him, you will be safe and happy.

The little guy kept removing the empty plates and delivering fresh food. The shopkeeper looked at Han Jing in a daze and didn't seem to want to stop eating. Luo seems to enjoy chopping one fire after another, thinking that he may have run into someone who finds fault.

The shopkeeper looked at the incense, and there was still half of the incense left. The two women who ate the fruit had already covered their mouths with handkerchiefs, and could only barely drink the juice to keep going. The trend is only Han Jing and Han Jin!It seems that no matter which one can stick to the end!

The young man circled around the incense, trying to use the wind brought by his body to make the incense burn faster and faster. The two women felt like retching and gave up. The incense gradually burned to the end and flickered. , Han Jing picked up another freshly baked fried sweet potato ball!

"Time's up!" the shopkeeper announced quickly, looking at the sweet potato balls in Han Jing's hand.

Han Jing looked back at Xiang, and stuffed the sweet potato balls into his mouth.

Shopkeeper: "..."

No matter how distressed you are in business, you must be honest. The shopkeeper put on a joyful smile and said loudly: "Congratulations to the two of you who have persisted until the end and won this round of victory! All food for the two of you is free. You can also find a car to tow it away by yourself, or use a car to send it back to your residence after the small shop closes."

Han Jing casually squeezed a black grape the size of a baby's fist and ate it. While eating, he said to the shopkeeper, "Let's participate again."

The shopkeeper: "...I'm sorry, guest officer, please give others a chance, each person can only participate once a day."

Han Jing ate the grapes without any hesitation: "That's really a pity."

Shopkeeper: "..." Keep smiling and see off customers politely!

Han Jin looked at Han Jing who was unconsciously irritating again, and felt that Han Jing was cute and silly, walked over and grabbed Han Jing's hand, took out a handkerchief to wipe it carefully, and said gently to the shopkeeper: "We don't want firewood, money Pay as you please, we Taoist couple will not take advantage of you, a mortal."

Han Jing's ears turned red in an instant, and he withdrew his hand, flustered and didn't know who to explain to: "We're not Taoist companions! We're not Taoist companions!"

The shopkeeper realized that he had met a monk. These monks come and go in a hurry on weekdays and never bothered to join in the fun of these mortals. Who would have thought that there would be two such boring monks here to play games, and hurriedly said: "Small shop!" Admit the bet and admit defeat, is the immortal satisfied?"

Han Jin slightly lowered his head to look at Han Jing, and smiled slightly: "Naturally satisfied."

Looking at the greasy light on the corner of Han Jing's mouth, shining seductively under the star lights, Han Jin felt that it was really, very delicious!

The author has something to say:

Ahhhhh, Wo originally wanted to write some plots!But why write so much writing a small game!I feel that the end of this article seems to be indefinitely far away...