The little man on the apex

After arguing for a long time between the two names of "Tuanzi" and "Xiao Hei", the two finally reached an agreement that the dog's first name is Xiao Hei, and the smaller one is called Tuanzi.

So, they often have such conversations.

In the name of recovering from his illness, the little ancestor lay comfortably on the bed, raised his legs, stuffed his mouth with candied fruit, and shouted excitedly at Yan Heyi:

"Brother, Xiao Hei seems to have peed under the table!"

Mr. Yan squatted down to take a look, lifted the dog's two front paws, and taught softly:

"Tuanzi is not good!"

Yuan Xi found that when she was sick, Yan Heyi would be extraordinarily obedient to herself, and would agree to any unreasonable requests.

So he lay on the bed and pretended to be sick for several days.

Yan Heyi is also wholeheartedly spoiling him. Apart from daily routines such as feeding water, food, and medicine, she also has to wear a mask to pretend to be a mountain god, perform a mountain god exorcising demons for him, and put the "big devil" dumpling—that is, Xiao Hei, beheaded and killed over and over again, and euphemistically said that the patient needs to maintain a happy mood.

He lay on the bed for a few days, and in the end, Yuan Xi couldn't drink the bitter medicine anymore, so he was willing to get off the bed and announced that he had recovered.

Without stopping, Yan Heyi took Yuanxi to fulfill the promise and went to the town to buy roasted chicken legs.

This day happened to be the official mountain god festival day, and the town was very lively, everyone put down their work and came to participate in the mountain god parade.

It was noon when the two arrived in town, the mountain god parade hadn't come yet, and there weren't too many people on the street. Yan Heyi bought roasted chicken legs, rose pine nut candies, sweet preserves and fried sunflower seeds for Yuanxi, totaling I packed several paper bags and held them in my arms.

Fortunately, Yan Heyi had the foresight to bring a big cloth bag, and after Yuan Xi ate a few bites one by one, he put them all in the cloth bag and carried them on his back.

In the afternoon, there were more people on the street, and everyone gathered around the roadside to take a good seat for themselves to watch the parade.

All the small vendors also put out their own things and yelled hard at the crowd, even the old sugar man who had been lazy for several days came.

On the street, a few children were arguing for something, and rushed between the two of them, knocking Yuan Xi into a stagger.

Yan Heyi immediately took Yuan Xi's hand, and said worriedly: "Hold on to me, don't get lost."

Yuan Xi was led by him, and the two of them shuttled through the crowd together.

Someone shouted, "The mountain god is here," and everyone on the street exploded, stretching their necks and looking into the distance. After waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the mountain god.

A teenager who climbed a tree shouted at the crowd: "Don't shout, it's not here yet!"

"Yeah, when is this?"

"Hey, kid, show us a little bit."

Thus, the boy on the tree became the eyes of the big guy, always watching the distance.

After a while, there seemed to be a knocking sound. The boy squinted his eyes to look carefully, patted the tree trunk excitedly, and shouted loudly:

"I'm coming!"

Everyone looked into the distance in unison, a very long team was coming, the drums were approaching, and the crowd began to stir.

Yuan Xi stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, and unconsciously held Yan Heyi's hand tightly, and Yan Heyi also tightly held his hand back.

Walking at the front of the parade were a dozen bare-chested men with masks on their faces, and each holding a wooden staff with red tassels in their hands.

Then, there was a tall altar, which was carried by a circle of strong men. On the altar, stood the "Mountain God" in a golden robe, and beside him was a young man of about the same stature. It's interracial attire.

Today's "Mountain God" is dressed more grandly than the one performed by the mountain god before. The golden robe on his body is shining, the crown on his head is inlaid with gems, and his face is no longer the kind of scary mask, but An elaborate gold-wire mask covering only the right half of the face.

Every year, the mountain god performers have to go through layers of screening, and they are all young people with good looks and noble character. This year, this one should be regarded as the best among the mountain god performers in recent years. On the altar, it seems that there is a bit of the majesty of the mountain god.

Yuan Xi pointed to the alien boy on the altar, and asked loudly, "Brother, who is that boy next to Brother Mountain God?"

Yan Heyi pulled Yuanxi towards her, half-protected him in her arms, and explained to him: "That is the young man who has been with the mountain god all the time. According to legend, he has a special blood, and he is also a god and a demon."

"What's his name?"

"I don't know the exact name, but everyone is used to calling him Little Manzi."

Yuan Xi turned his face sideways: "Little barbarian? What is his relationship with Brother Mountain God?"

"Well, there is no specific explanation. Some say they are twin brothers, some say they are lovers, and some say they are gods and believers."

Yuan Xi stared intently at the stage, and said excitedly: "I think Brother Mountain God and Little Manzi are lovers. Look how well they match."

He pointed to the altar: "Brother, look, the mountain god brother's hand is still protecting the little barbarian."

Yan Heyi looked along his hand, and it was true.

The altar is not very spacious, and it is just right for the two of them to stand. However, the robe of the "Mountain God" should be more grand. In order to better show the appearance of the "Mountain God", the "Little Manzi" stood very close to the side, and the "Mountain God" stretched out a One arm came, and it was around the waist of "Little Barbarian", vainly protecting it.

Yuan Xi said with infinite longing: "I hope the person in my heart can treat me like this."

Hearing these words, Yan Heyi felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, and blurted out: "Yuanxi, now...do you have a sweetheart?"

Yuan Xi bit his lip, and said simply: "Yes."

It's not a lie.

Yan Heyi's mood fell instantly, and she pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Who is it? Do I know him?"

Yuan Xi didn't know how to answer, so he threw out a vague sentence: "This is a secret, brother."

After the altar passed, there was a group of masked girls behind them, all holding colorful bouquets in their hands, dancing ecstatically, and behind them were drummers and some strange "demons".

Anyway, it's a long queue.

Yuan Xi pointed to the team and asked non-stop, Yan Heyi patiently answered him one by one.

Suddenly, Yan Heyi whispered in Yuanxi's ear:

"But people from Ping'an Village?"

Yuan Xi didn't understand, and asked casually, "What?"

Yan Heyi clenched his shoulders: "You just said...the person you love."

Yuan Xi turned around and said with a smile: "Brother, it's a secret."

Yan Heyi straightened his head and sighed softly: "Ugh..."

After the parade passed, the people on the street followed and walked along the long street with the procession.

Yan Heyi held Yuan Xi's hand tightly, a little absent-minded, and let him drag her to walk in the crowd.

An old woman came to them, holding a basket of red flowers, and said affectionately: "My lords, do you want to buy some flowers?"

"The Lord Mountain God gave the little man that day a flower of this color."

"If lovers in the world buy it and wear it for each other, they will meet again in the next life."

She said to Yan Heyi: "Sir, buy one for your husband."

Yan Heyi stood there in a daze, without answering, the old flower seller said to Yuan Xi again: "Young Lord, do you want to buy one for your husband?"

Yuan Xi let go of the hand he held with Yan Heyi, and was about to take a flower, when he suddenly heard Yan Heyi stammer:

"He... I... No... No need, we... It's not that kind of relationship."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps forward on his own, and seeing that Yuan Xi didn't keep up, he turned around again and shouted, "Yuan Xi, let's go."

Yuan Xi chased after her, took out Yan Heyi's chest, took out the money bag, turned around, and bought a flower with the old woman.

After catching up, he wanted to hold Yan Heyi's hand, but Yan Heyi avoided it with the excuse of carrying something.

On the stage of the puppet show in front, a new play is being performed, which tells the legend of the mountain god and the little savage.

Yuan Xi stopped to look, and Yan Heyi stood beside him silently.

After the play, it was already dark, but the street was at its busiest time. All the shops were lit with lanterns, and mask sellers, sugar sellers, and jugglers gathered around every stall on the street. With a group of people.

Yan Heyi glanced at the sky, and said to Yuan Xi, "It's getting dark, let's go home."

Yuan Xi shook off his arm, a little angry: "Why is brother alienating me again?"

Yan Heyi didn't dare to look at him: "I...not."

Yuan Xi wanted to stare into his eyes: "Is it because of my sweetheart?"

Yan Heyi was stunned for a moment, then forced out an ugly smile: "If you want, I'll find a matchmaker for you."

"Is it Zhao Jing? Or...someone you knew before?"

Yuan Xi pushed him, and ran away sullenly.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Yan Heyi froze in place, watching Yuan Xi's back disappear into the crowd.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the front, and he raised his head in astonishment.

"elder brother--"

"Mr. Yan—"

"Yan Heyi—"

Yuan Xi exhausted all his strength and shouted to Yan Heyi:

"You big idiot!"

"Big fool!"

"Big wood!"

"The person in my heart—"

"It's you—"