[Ode to Joy] My surname is Tan, my ancestor's original surname is Ming

The day before, Tan Zongming slept late, and when Tan Zongming opened his eyes, the sky was already bright. He didn't hear the cock crowing and the dog barking in the morning, and he didn't smell the smell of cooking. It was Wang Manchun's knocking on the window that woke him up.

"Morning exercise?" Wang Manchun deliberately waited for him to get dressed before coming in, and saw him sitting on the ground, retracting his calf in mid-air.Tan Zongming was a little embarrassed, "The knee is not very comfortable."

"Did you drive all day yesterday, are you tired?"

"No, my knee was injured before, maybe I'm a little uncomfortable here." In fact, he knew that when he was young, his kneecap broke into several pieces and he didn't take care of it. When the climate changed, he would protest. The utility room has been laid on the floor all night, and now it is too painful to touch the floor.Wang Manchun was thoughtful, and after a little thought, she understood the reason. Speaking of which, she owed him a favor, so she went to help him immediately, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, it's better to just wake up and do some exercise. But I may need some hot water."

Wang Manchun went out like a gust of wind.

After a while, another gust of wind entered the door, "The hot water and breakfast are downstairs, I will help you down. Grandma Pan said that if you take a bath, your legs will be healed immediately."

"Don't be so troublesome, we have to go to Yongzhou to catch the plane."

"Change the ticket. It takes four or five hours to drive to the airport, you can't stand it."

"I'm not that weak..."

"The protest is invalid." Wang Manchun interrupted him, "And I heard that the dragon and lion dance here is very beautiful and famous. Let's go after watching the dragon and lion dance."

"..." Tan Zongming hesitated.

"You promised to spend the holiday with me."

Tan Zongming raised the white flag obediently.

A three-foot-high large cedar barrel, a barrel of 43-degree hot water, a pack of concentrated half maple lotus, touguxiang, uncaria, nine-section tea, big diamond, small diamond, eighteen symptoms, square vine, two sides The bath packs of dozens of herbs such as needles constitute the Yao bath, a secret method of health preservation that has been handed down by the Yao family for thousands of years.

The dark brown potion reached his chest, and the steaming mist lingered all over his body.The double fatigue of body and spirit along the way dissipated in the strong fragrance of medicine, and the knees that had been excruciatingly painful were as comfortable as if they had been kneaded by a skilled masseur.Tan Zongming closed his eyes and leaned back on the edge of the barrel, his unrestrained thoughts drifted away freely, one after another, and finally fell back to the memory of last night.

It may be that the mist after the rain covered up the too close distance, it may be that the unsuccessful search has shaken her defense, or it may be that she is really tired and does not want to fight this long cold night alone. After a moment of stiffness, she seems to be relieved. She snuggled into his arms with all her strength, let go of her hands, drooping her long eyelashes, extremely docile and extremely quiet.

The body, which has always been upright and dignified, has a softness and fragility that he has never felt before, like a cloud that will disappear at any time.

He just hugged her like this, and described in a low voice the Lantern Festival when he was a child.Crowded temple fairs, crowded lantern fairs, impossible riddles, endless snacks, gorgeous girls, children scurrying around, skating cars, touching door nails, mother cooked a few big pots of seven or eight kinds of stuffing for Lantern Festival Waiting for him, he was still pulling the slingshot with his friends on the side of the road to see who could hit the tallest rose flower on the flower bed.

Whispering and whispering, rambling and chattering, just want to share with her, his 40 years of pyrotechnics.And she just listened like that, sometimes she smiled, sometimes she hummed, she gradually became unresponsive, looked down, and fell into a deep sleep.

Tan Zongming carried her into the room, carefully placed her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, stared at her greedily for a long time, and then tiptoed out.

Upstairs on the hanging feet in the spring night, the blue dyed door curtain fluttered, and the wet wooden clogs left two thin steps.

"Who did you dream of? A look of love."

Tan Zongming opened his eyes and saw Wang Manchun standing at the door with a bucket of hot water, staring at him critically, "Sit down, I'm about to come in."

In fact, the color of the water was very deep, and a large bath towel was tied around his waist. Tan Zongming still hurriedly put on a posture that I am very good and I will not move.Wang Manchun added hot water to the bucket, picked up a towel beside the bucket and rubbed his back.Tan Zongming was flattered, "How dare you work for Mr. Fan."

"Everyone who is strong is going to prepare for the dragon and lion dance. You can't let Grandma Pan serve you. Tan Zongming, why are you so injured?"

"I told you that I used to be a bear boy."

"Where's the knee?"

"Skiing fell against others."

"..."

"You don't know how nasty that little Japan is..."

Wang Manchun suddenly stopped talking, and he couldn't keep talking about it, no one spoke in the white mist.

Suddenly the mobile phone in the corner of the room rang, and Tan Zongming immediately asked Wang Manchun to bring it for him.

"Don't worry, be careful not to fall into the water."

"I know." He hurriedly unlocked it and saw a new WeChat message.This is the assistant's answer to his life-threatening WeChat message in the middle of the night yesterday. The content of the answer is, "The result was just received, and there is no relationship."

Not completely unprepared, but he still froze for a while.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Seeing him holding the phone in a daze, Wang Manchun couldn't help asking.Tan Zongming deleted WeChat and returned the phone to her, "It's nothing, the DNA test results of Andy and He Yunli came out."

Wang Manchun put the phone back where it was, "It doesn't matter if it's identified or not, it's the grandparent."

"If you want to get the inheritance, you have to appraise it. Later, I will notify Wei Guoqiang and let him prepare for the handover procedures."

"Why didn't Andy handle Wei Guoqiang's shit by himself? You're not her father."

Tan Zongming was startled, and turned his face to look at her. Wang Manchun was puzzled by him, "Did I say the wrong thing?"

"Are you complaining for me?"

Wang Manchun pursed her lips, as a tacit consent, Tan Zongming smiled, she met him because of Andy, she and Andy lived on the same floor, went in and out together, and had known him for less than three months, at this moment She, however, seemed to be standing closer to him. Thinking of this, the pores all over her body became tighter. "Is it really unfair?" He couldn't help teasing her, "Aren't you jealous?"

Eat, vinegar?Wang Manchun was stunned for a moment.But Tan Zongming didn't hide the banter on her face, no matter how stupid she was, she could react, "Tan Zongming! Don't play hooligans on me!"

How can this be called hooliganism, he really wants to know...

Wang Manchun, who became angry from embarrassment, threw down the towel and went out. Tan Zongming sat alone in the bathtub and laughed silently. While laughing, he slowly sank into the water until he was about to be able to breathe.The temperature of the tub filled with hot water was just right, so comfortable that he almost didn't want to come out.On the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first lunar month, what a day, he got a piece of news that was contrary to expectations, but the joy and relief from his heart were beyond his expectations.

Like many villages around Mashi Town, after dinner, Wu Shichong's dragon and lion team packed up their outfits and marched towards the town with various lanterns, dragon lanterns and lion lanterns. Go mighty to participate in the most solemn celebration of the year for the Yao people - the dragon and lion dance.Young lovers or couples rode bicycles and passed by the team. Tan Zongming excused his bad knees and couldn't walk a long distance, so he borrowed one and drove Wang Manchun forward.

"Brother Tan, do you know how to ride? Don't throw the guest!"

"Brother Tan, hurry up, there is no place to stand when you are late!"

"Brother Tan, you ride too slowly, your guest is not happy!"

Wang Manchun patted him, "Why don't you say I'm your cousin today?!"

Tan Zongming replied very seriously, "I still think it's wrong to lie."

Wang Manchun's face became even darker, and the little brother from the Yao family who overtook the car was still adding fuel to the fire, "Xiangmei has been thinking about it for many years, and she has thousands of ideas, and she has exhausted her slobbery words, and she has not yet reached a conclusion... ..."

Younger sister Yao in the back seat of the little brother was quick to agree, "It's my family's fault if I burn the fire but not the stick. My ancestors didn't bury the romantic son. It's so strange that I didn't bring peach blossoms..."

Even Wang Manchun couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing.

It is night in Mashi Town, with brightly lit lights and loud gongs and drums. Dragon and lion teams from various towns dance dozens of dragon and lion lanterns, and even carp, turtle, river clam and other lanterns, meandering along the Mashi Street. .The villagers watching the lanterns on both sides hold a lot of firecrackers, light them as quickly as possible and then throw them at the dragon and lions. Where there are more firecrackers thrown, the dragons and lions dance more energetically and unrestrainedly. The team members under the dragon and lion lanterns have no fear , and even go up to the cannons, where the guns pass by, the gunfire is loud, the smoke is filled, and the dragons and lions in mid-air are like flying clouds and fog. This is the most famous "burning dragons and lions" in Jianghua Yaozhai.

The hospitable Yao villagers would also pull the lantern-watching tourists into the team and dance together. Wang Manchun was no exception. He was dragged into the dragon-lion team by the crowd, jumping around to avoid firecrackers while waving and screaming excitedly at him. Tan Zongming stood outside the crowd and looked at her. The red lanterns illuminated her smiling face. Her brilliance was better than the most splendid fireworks on the Lantern Festival night.

"Tan Zongming! Tan Zongming! Tan Zongming!" She yelled at him, "Come here!"

Tan Zongming responded loudly, striding forward, one after another firecrackers exploded around him, red confetti fell on his hair and shoulders, he stepped across the ground to her side, hugged her by the waist, Chasing and chasing the playful and leaping dragons and lions ahead.

The sound was too loud, the scene was too hot, and the smell of gunpowder was too strong. The hustle and bustle of the night continued into his dreams, and the hula-la-la-la-la-la was hot and turbulent until dawn, driving away all the damp and cold air in the Diaojiao building, which was more effective than any fire pit charcoal basin.

On the early morning of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, he slept until daylight again, rubbed his ears but saw Wang Manchun, and asked Pan Yigu, only to find out that she had already gone to help in the yard.

Tan Zongming rushed downstairs after washing up in a hurry, but he didn't see anyone when he looked around. When he searched carefully, he couldn't help being stunned.

His little guest had braids of Yao women, a collarless blue jacket with a rectangular brocade hanging on his chest, a bright silver collar and multicolored silk ribbons around his neck, and an apron trimmed with Yao embroidery. With a slender waist, the shadow cast by the morning light is particularly enchanting.Tan Zongming couldn't help slowing down, Wang Manchun turned his face as if he had sensed him, pursed his lips and smiled, showing a rare bit of embarrassment.

I don't know if it's because of last night's presumptuous disregard of image, or because of today's fresh Yao family dress.

"Well, the firecracker burned a hole in my collar yesterday, and Grandma Pan took it to help me mend it." She explained unnaturally while flipping through the half maple lotus leaves drying on the slate table.Tan Zongming walked to her side and stared at her face carefully.

She doesn't even have light makeup on weekdays, but she is crystal clear, fair and tender, with a healthy rosy glow that cannot be painted by any makeup.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Manchun asked, and just as he finished speaking, a lock of unbraided hair slipped down from his temple.

Tan Zongming stretched out his hand to pin it behind her ear.But when she moved, it fell again.

Tan Zongming pinned it again, but within two seconds, it reverted to its old ways.

Wang Manchun put down the Banfenghe in his hand, and turned around helplessly, "Forget it, I'll go to Grandma Pan to rewrite it."

"No need." Tan Zongming held the lock of hair and half of her cheek, and before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The author has something to say:

I don't know if everyone can see that Lao Tan's behavior towards Wang Chu is actually different before and after knowing the appraisal result.

How can you not leave a comment at such a critical moment...