Spending the Bright Moon Together

Early the next morning, Mingyue bounced down the mountain, all the way to the small town at the foot of the mountain, saw a place full of people, and ran to the other side happily. On the town's market day, many hawkers would gather in one place to sell things. Mingyue had been here several times, and every time she could find one or two cheap and practical good things, she naturally fell in love with such days.

Mingyue strolled slowly from stall to stall, picking out a few scraps of fabric and bundles of silk thread. The hawker saw that the buyer was only a half-grown child in Taoist attire. Although he was a little curious, no one asked more questions until she came When I went to a booth selling accessories, I saw a small wooden hairpin. I picked it up and looked at it for a long time, and I was a little reluctant to put it down.

"Little brother, are you going to give some girl a gift? Although this hairpin is only made of wood, it is better than exquisite workmanship and the price is not expensive. Are you satisfied?" The peddler said with a smile, not caring at all. The head of a Taoist priest.

"How much?" Mingyue thought for a while before asking.

"It's really not expensive, only twenty Wen is enough." Seeing that Mingyue seemed to be really interested, the peddler quickly replied.

"Twenty Wen... okay, please wrap it up for me." Mingyue gritted her teeth and bought the wooden hairpin anyway.

The [-] Wen is really not too expensive for Mingyue. Anyway, he lives on the mountain now, and there is no need to spend money on food. The disciples of the Wudang School still have some monthly allowances. Sometimes, Yu Daiyan also He would give her and Qingfeng a few taels of pocket money, so Mingyue didn't have the dilemma of having no money, and she really liked that hairpin, although she didn't know when she would be able to use it.

After Mingyue finished shopping in the market, she went to Aunt Wang's house, where she often went, to ask Aunt Wang for some embroidery patterns, and then walked up the mountain contentedly.

However, after gradually moving away from the crowd, a figure followed Mingyue up the mountain not too far away. If others looked carefully, they could still find that the man was looking at Mingyue with a smile on his face but completely oblivious to the person behind him.

"Qingfeng, I'm back. Here, this is for you. The fruits I bought at the market at the foot of the mountain in the morning are delicious." Mingyue took the things back to the room in a hurry, and then happily took out a small bag of dates. Go outside the Qingfeng Gate and look at the people in the house.

"You're back? Today I finally know that I'll be back earlier. Master is not here now, so you haven't forgotten about Master's share?" Qingfeng knew Mingyue's habit, took the dates without hesitation, and said.

"Master isn't here? I thought he was meditating in the room, so I didn't go over to say hello first." As soon as Mingyue finished speaking, she saw Yu Daiyan walking in.

The two hurriedly went over to salute, only to realize that Yu Daiyan seemed to be in a bad mood, striding past them, ignoring them at all, and directly entered the main room and closed the door.

"What's the matter, master?" Mingyue asked in a low voice with some fear.

"I don't know, Master went out as soon as he finished his sword practice in the morning, but he was in a good mood at that time, maybe he encountered something unhappy when he went out." Qingfeng also replied with a puzzled expression.

"Oh!" Mingyue couldn't figure out something, and didn't know how to solve it, so she nodded in response, then turned and walked back to the room.

Seeing that Mingyue had gone back to her room, Qingfeng scratched her head feeling bored and turned back to her own room.

Yu Daiyan suppressed his anger, hurried to the table in the room, poured a cup of tea, and took a few sips violently. Although his breathing subsided, his heart still couldn't calm down. , suddenly on a whim, I wanted to go down the mountain to see what Mingyue was doing down the mountain on weekdays, but I didn't expect to find him walking around in the market, buying only some girls' things, especially the last one. The wooden hairpin made him feel even more depressed, and then he watched the child go to a family and stayed there for almost half an hour before he came out with a smile on his face and his hands The wooden hairpin I originally bought has also disappeared.

Yu Daiyan had some impressions of that family, knowing that there was a little girl about the same age as Mingyue in that family, so he instinctively thought that the wooden hairpin was given to that little girl.

After finally calming down, Yu Daiyan began to seriously think about whether he had neglected Mingyue on weekdays, or else, how could a kid who was only eleven or twelve years old already know how to get close to a girl's house like those playboys who don't know how to measure?Still know to buy things to please each other?The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this problem was very serious, and it seemed that it was necessary to teach the child well.

Early in the morning, Mingyue came to Yu Daiyan's door with a bag of dates and knocked on the door. She opened the door cautiously and walked in when she heard a sound coming from inside.

"Master, get up. These are the jujubes I bought at the market yesterday. They are very sweet, so I bought some to honor you." Mingyue carefully looked at Yu Daiyan's face, she didn't seem to be angry, so she handed it over with a smile. dates.

"Well, let's put it aside, I only went to the market yesterday? Didn't I go to other places?" Yu Daiyan glanced at Mingyue expressionlessly, and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Later, I went to Aunt Wang's house again, and I just talked to her for a while and then came back." Mingyue innocently showed that she was very obedient and obedient.

"Don't bother Aunt Wang's house in the future. You have grown up too. I remember that there is a little girl in her family? Are you not afraid that Aunt Wang will misunderstand you when you always go to other people's house?" Yu Daiyan said seriously.

"Oh..., I know, but Lian'er is only ten years old, so it shouldn't matter, at most... I'll just go less in the future." Mingyue was a little dissatisfied and wanted to fight for it again.

"What do you have to go there? You don't worry about what people will say in the future, but I am very worried. They see that you are a disciple of Wudang, so they allow you to bother, but it doesn't mean that they can make you bad. This is the reputation of the girl." Yu Daiyan heard Mingyue calling the little girl's name very affectionately, he was displeased, and said with a chill on his face.

"I..." Mingyue opened her mouth, but she was powerless to refute. Who told her to be a boy now?It is true that she ignored it.

"The New Year's Eve is approaching, if you have nothing to do, go to the kitchen to help, don't you like to run there? In the rest of the time, write Mr. Wolong's precepts thirty times in the room, so that you can take care of your thoughts .” Yu Daiyan said again.

"Ah?! Write...writing?" Mingyue replied with a distressed face, and asked her to write brush calligraphy. She would rather embroider flowers. Writing is so tiring, but seeing that Yu Daiyan didn't have a smile on her face, it seemed that she was not joking. .

"It's only [-] times, and there are not many words. Do you have any opinions? After you write it, bring it to me for review. If you don't write it well, you have to write it again." Yu Daiyan just didn't want Mingyue to have those leisure time It took time to think about what was there and what was missing, since the practice of martial arts was not successful, so he had to practice writing, and he also thought about it most of the night before he came up with this method.

"Okay, just write it." Mingyue pouted, lowered her head aggrievedly and replied.

No matter how unwilling Mingyue is, she is still doomed to live with a pile of pens, inks, papers and inkstones this winter. She originally planned to practice new tricks, but she can only spare half an hour every afternoon to do it.

"Hey~, people write brush characters to cultivate one's self-cultivation, but the more I write, the more upset I become. Why does this brush always play against me?" Mingyue looked at the characters that were accidentally long and crooked, and said to herself with a bitter face. .

Mingyue looked at the words on the table, her cheeks bulging for a long time, and finally decided not to write, she put down the brush in her hand, turned around and walked to the bedside to take out the small bamboo basket from the cabinet, a dark blue semi-finished purse was lying there waiting for her Finish.

There is a peach-red plum blossom embroidered in his hand, and he wonders whether the silver taels he has saved so far will be enough for his future when he goes down the mountain, and also wonders whether Yu Daiyan is destined to be doomed. If nothing happened to him, I could have left earlier, but if something happened..., Mingyue thought of this, and there was an inexplicable panic in her heart. After 20 years of disabled life, how should someone as ambitious as him get through it? Woolen cloth?

There was a knock on the door, which startled the dazed Mingyue back to her senses, and inadvertently whispered, 'Oh! ’, stretching out her finger, a drop of blood popped out, she sucked her finger quickly, while the other hand was busy collecting the silk thread in the basket.

"Here we come, we come." The knock on the door sounded again, and Mingyue quickly responded.

"Why did it take so long to open the door? You couldn't write until you fell asleep?" Outside the door, Qingfeng stood there angrily and asked.

"No, it's just that my hands are sore, I just need to take a rest." Mingyue curled her lips and retorted forcefully.

"Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, there are a lot of dishes in the kitchen that have not been picked yet. Brother Donghua just called someone to ask if you are free to come over and help." Qingfeng said.

"Oh! Okay, I'll be there in a while." Mingyue hurried back to the house to put on a dress, and then walked to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, several senior brothers were busy there. Mingyue tiptoed to look for Donghua who had just come to ask her for help. After a while, she saw a sweaty man directing there, so she hurried over .

"Senior brother Donghua, I'm here. If you need my help, just tell me." Mingyue came to Donghua and said.

"Mingyue, you came just in time. No one has time to pick that basket of cabbage, so please help me pick it." Dong Hua breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to a large basket of Chinese cabbage in the corner, and said to Mingyue.

Mingyue smiled and nodded in response, then walked over there, pulled the big basket out of the open space, brought a big wooden basin, and squatted there alone to peel the vegetable leaves.

Mingyue spent a full hour and a half cleaning the whole basket of cabbage. The rest of the work only needed to raise it to dry the water, and it could be used in the pot the next day. Then she asked Donghua, who was still busy, to confirm that it was done After there was no place that needed her help, he dragged his almost limp legs back to the residence.

It was nearly midnight at this time, and those who should rest had already gone to sleep, but the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen just now made Mingyue feel very uncomfortable, but there was no hot water available at this time, and the usual small stove in the room was hot. Boiling water to make tea is fine, but the water for washing the body is far from enough. Mingyue couldn't think of a way and couldn't bear the smell, so she sighed helplessly and fetched a basin of cold water from a nearby well. Entering the room, I boiled another pot of boiling water and got some warm water with great difficulty. I changed the clothes that were full of greasy smell after I wiped them indiscriminately. chills.

The author has something to say: After two chapters, one of the most important plots should be entered, but the expectations of the children's shoes make Rou feel that the pear is very big..., I really want to ask if I can get cheats? ? ?This heroine is actually very stupid, because Rou can't write the so-called big-hearted heroine, but she deviates from being soft and cute and always lacks a little or two, so I have to confess here timidly.