chance world

The dancing golden dragon is realistic in shape and eye-catching in color.The dragon's head is quite like a lion, with bloody mouth opening and closing, grasshopper horns flying, long beard and mane, eyes like torches, winding dragon body with spine like iron, soft belly like silkworm, and finally standing upright like a fish. The nimble tail of the gnat.

Fu Ruqing found it more and more interesting as he read it. Thinking of the description in the book, he counted silently in his heart. As expected, he matched the number. He raised his head and said to Ding Qiyu who was behind him: "24 holes in the body of a dragon, the head of a lion and the tail of a fish, and the claws of a mirage belly. This is Ganxi's unique Ruyi Wanxiang dragon!" With a little excitement in his tone, he told Ding Qiyu, as if he was waiting for her to praise him.

"Huh?" Ding Qiyu lowered his head to meet Ruqing's bright eyes, and every time she would be poked into the deepest softness in his heart by the little girl's heart she showed to him from time to time, as the little girl wished, he praised with a smile, "Haha, it turns out This is called Ruyi Wanxiang Dragon. My Qing’er knows a lot!” This praise is also from the heart, Qing’er can accurately recognize the specific type of dragon just by looking at it. I have played dragon show for a few times, why do I feel that the dragons look the same every time?From the "Mountain and Sea Natural History Record", it can be seen that the little girl must have read natural history books.

Fu Ruqing got his wish and was praised, happy and sweet in his heart, turned his head and continued to watch the wonderful performance without blinking.Ding Qiyu rested his chin on her shoulder, turned his face sideways, sniffed the cold fragrance of her profile, and asked in her ear: "This Ruyi... Vientiane? Is there any meaning?" Anyway, no one around knew him People, no one noticed here, this kind of intimacy can still be done.

"Well. The dragon body with 24 holes represents the 24 solar terms; the body of the dragon represents the good creatures in the heaven and the earth; the combination of the dragon body is the meaning of praying for good weather and good luck in all seasons throughout the year." Talking about gratitude As for the content of interest, Fu Ruqing patiently explained to Ding Qiyu, "What they are performing should be the routine of 'You Xianghai'. This kind of routine is usually only performed at flower festivals."

"So it's like this, I've been taught." Ding Qiyu glanced around, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, "Staying by Qing'er's side is better than studying for ten years."

Why are you messing around in front of so many people?Qing'er was seriously looking at the dragon, but now she made her feel ashamed and annoyed, her fair face turned crimson, her eyebrows frowned, and she was about to turn around and "criticize" this person, Ding Qiyu was also quite cunning , hugged Qing'er's arm tightly, and put her side face next to hers, not letting her turn around, quickly changed the topic, pretending to be excited: "Hey, look at the dragon, look at the dragon. Wow, it's amazing! "

People around him also applauded and applauded, Fu Ruqing's attention was drawn away, he was thinking about the wonderful performance, and couldn't care less about being taken advantage of by Ding Qiyu.The drumbeat suddenly changed, and the wishful Wanxiang dragon chased the golden beads embroidered with hundreds of flowers in front of it, tossing and winding, soaring through the clouds and driving the fog. The rain-like rhythm, it seems that there is a tendency to turn the clouds and rain, and the sky is overwhelmed.

After a wonderful performance, the people who watched were still a little bit unsatisfied.Ding Qiyu, a young man in the new era who has seen countless performances, thought it was wonderful, and the little girl in his arms naturally enjoyed watching. After the performance, Ding Qiyu led Ruqing out of the crowd and found Yinsu who had been waiting for a long time.The worst thing was Yinsu, who wanted to see but couldn't squeeze in, so he could only wait boredly while listening to the cheers.

Only then did Fu Ruqing realize that Yinsu hadn't squeezed in at all just now, and said with some guilt: "Yinsu, you don't have to follow me."

Ding Qiyu was also quite embarrassed. He patronized the little girl and completely forgot about Yinsu: "Sister Yinsu, go and play by yourself, or go back and rest. I will take care of Qing'er."

Yinsu thought for a moment, thinking that Mr. Ding is considerate and considerate, he should be able to take good care of the young lady, and there are hidden guards around to protect him, staying by himself will only disturb the relationship between the two of them, so he didn't object, bowed and said goodbye, and took care of himself things went.

Watching Yinsu disappear into the crowd, Ding Qiyu took Fu Ruqing around to look around. The vendors on the street sell everything, and there are even vendors who sell her a small institution produced by the Qushui Department of Chance Pavilion. It should be from It was passed down from the south of the Yangtze River.As Ding Qiyu thought about it, he suddenly felt the slender hand in the palm of his hand squeeze him back. When he turned his head, he saw the little girl looking at a stall with undisguised interest in her eyes, and she couldn't even walk.

Ding Qiyu followed her gaze, and it turned out that a master craftsman was making little clay figurines. The colorful colored clay was made into various shapes, including majestic generals, innocent children, and naive ones. Animals... Ding Qiyu smiled warmly, led her forward, and asked the old man: "Master, can you pinch people just by looking at them?"

The clay figurine master put down the little clay figurines he was making, and looked up, what a pair of bi figurines!It's rare to see such a good-looking couple of young people, he couldn't help but also smiled, nodded and said: "Yes, yes. Do you want to make a couple with the young master and... madam?" He looked at the hands they shook hands and With a good temperament, one can naturally guess the relationship between the two. Although judging from the clothes and hair accessories, this girl has not married the son yet, but she must not be too far away. Why not just call her "Madam", Bo Yibo and the others are happy up.

Hearing this address, Fu Ruqing's face turned red again under the veil, and her own small thoughts emerged in her heart. Although they are together, when will she become her wife, and there is no eighth thing that her mother said. Carrying a big sedan chair without red makeup...

Ding Qiyu was very satisfied with this title, the smile on his face got bigger, and he immediately replied: "Haha, yes, just pinch us." He pulled the little girl closer to him, let go of her shoulders, and looked at her. She repeated with her pink ears, "Just pinch me and me... madam~" The madam shouted lingeringly and with a little pride.

The heat on Fu Ruqing's face became even worse, and he couldn't control it. He gave Ding Qiyu a glance, but he didn't refute her. I don't know if it was because he didn't want to shame Ding Qiyu, or because he liked such an identity a little bit in his heart.

"Okay!" The clay figurine master replied cheerfully, taking into account the clothes and postures of the two, he selected the colored clay and began to nimbly pinch the dough figurines, "This is the first time I see the young master and madam like this." As for the good-looking people, please don’t be surprised if they don’t look like you.”

Ding Qiyu waved his hands and replied: "Master, you are modest. I can see that you are very skilled!"

The clay figurine master was so excited by Ding Qiyu's praise, and he also searched for good words in his stomach, and praised him sincerely: "Young master and madam are really loving, it is simply a match made in heaven by the name of... a man with a talent and a woman's appearance. Nice word."

Ding Qiyu was about to answer, when he heard the people around him murmur in a low voice: "The man has talent, but the woman has no looks." The voice was very soft, and only Ding Qiyu, who was holding her in his arms, could barely hear it clearly.

Ding Qiyu felt a severe pain in his heart, and when he hugged him tightly, he suddenly revealed a sad and lonely person, and he continued without hesitation: "Master, I am wrong, I can't be called a 'talent', but in my heart, I am The lady is indeed more beautiful than thousands of women in the world." The little girl still cares so much about her appearance, how can I heal the wound in your heart?

Fu Ruqing, who originally felt uncomfortable because of the phrase "talented and beautiful", was moved by Ding Qiyu's sincere confession, and couldn't help but get closer to the "reliance" beside her. Now she is by her side, as long as she doesn't mind her The appearance is ugly, what do I still think about those who have nothing?

"Hehe, the young master is one who loves his wife." The clay figurine master said while skillfully pressing and rolling out colored clay balls of various shapes, and then firmly splicing them together.

Ding Qiyu didn't answer any more. Watching the clay figurine master mold the bodies of two people with colored clay, he suddenly thought of the famous Yuan song "Wo Nong Ci", and couldn't help turning his head and reciting to Fu Ruqing: "Take a piece of clay, twist it One you, one me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud; I and you are born in the same quilt, and died in the same coffin."

Born in the same quilt, died in the same coffin... Fu Ruqing's eyes were completely wet, and he buried his face in Ding Qiyu's neck, not wanting others to see his frail and tearful scene, repeating softly with trembling voice: " You and I live in the same quilt and die in the same coffin."

Ding Qiyu felt warm in his heart when he heard the words, this sentence was like an oath.For Qing'er, I will never leave her, and I will love and care for her for the rest of my life, until her hair is as white as snow, until the dusk of the green tomb.

While speaking, the clay figurine master had already made the dough figurines of the two, and he handed the two clay figurines to Ding Qiyu only after the overall structure was firm.Fu Ruqing's clay figurine did not pinch the veil, but the clay figurine master pinched a face according to the most beautiful woman in his imagination.

Ding Qiyu held one in each hand, and took a closer look. Although they didn't look the same, they were well dressed and figured, which was really expressive. Ding Qiyu liked it very much, so he handed the two clay figurines to the little girl for her to see. I took out silver money from my wallet to pay the clay figurine master.

"Hey, do you have any copper coins? I can't find such a large amount of silver!" The clay figurine master wondered.

Ding Qiyu smiled and said: "Haha, you don't need to look for it anymore. The master is very skilled. He made me and my wife so beautifully. I think this clay figurine is far more than a few copper coins." After speaking, he wrapped his arms around Fu Ruqing's waist and said goodbye , "Master, thank you, let's go."

"Hey, I should thank you, son and madam!" The clay figurine master couldn't refuse, and accepted Ding Qiyu's kindness. Today, he met a nobleman, and wished from the bottom of his heart, "Then I wish you two a happy marriage and happiness for a hundred years." !"

Ding Qiyu thanked him and took Fu Ruqing away. The little girl had been looking at the two exquisite clay figurines. She liked Ding Qiyu's clay figurines very much, but she didn't think it looked like her own, because without a veil, how could she have such a perfect face? ?She stretched out her hand and sent hers to Ding Qiyu, saying: "This one is not like me, it has no veil."

Ding Qiyu brought her little clay figurine over, shook his head and retorted: "I think it's fine!" He pointed to his chest with a free finger, "Here, Qing'er is flawless. It doesn't matter if there is a veil or not! "