Yu Jun

Chapter 29
Mo Lingfeng handed in the blank paper in a grand manner, Cheng Tingzheng made it up in panic, and Wu Jin filled it up anxiously.

After class, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief by coincidence, and made an appointment to gather at Yuhua Street in Xushi.

The days are getting warmer and longer, and before Xu time, Yuhua Street is already full of song Zhong Haohao and Luo Qiyingying. When the three of them arrived at the Malong Dance Canopy together, it was already packed with water, and there was no gap to buy a seat.

Cheng Ting heard the sound of gongs and drums inside like raindrops, he hurriedly stomped his feet in hatred - Ma Long was not seen by so many people in the past.

He jumped up and down a few times, and saw that there were acquaintances inside, and immediately squeezed in, trying to find a friend to give up a few seats: "You wait here for me!"

When he sharpened his head and got in, the sound of copper bells suddenly sounded in the noisy tent, coming from several places, jingling, suppressing the noise of the crowd.

Wu Jin raised her head to look, but only saw the black head. Suddenly someone pulled her sleeves forcefully, which made him bend down, and looked at Mo Lingfeng: "Get out?"

Mo Lingfeng stretched out a finger, and pressed down a bit: "Squat down! Quick."

Wu Jin didn't know what she was going to do, so she squatted down as she said, but Mo Lingfeng walked around behind him.

"back……"

Just as Wu Jin was about to say that she couldn't see even if she carried her back, her shoulders suddenly sank, and Mo Lingfeng had already put one leg up, hugged his head with both hands, and rode up with the other leg: "Get up, hurry up."

Wu Jin didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly went to support her legs with both hands, and used the posture of a shoulder pancake cage to hunch her up steadily.

Mo Lingfeng rode lively on his neck, looked inside, and saw that the seventeen people who danced Malong had all left the stage, flower sticks and colorful satin were flying together, dazzling the viewers, and immediately yelled "Hello" .

In front of Wu Jin, there were only people with shoulders and heels, and he couldn't see the Malong dance, but he could hear the sound of gongs, drums, copper bells, and iron rings intertwined in his ears. I am also happy.

The soft satin at his fingertips, the incense pouring into his nose, and the delicate hands holding his chin, formed a soft, delicate, little sister-like Mo Lingfeng.

After a while, Cheng Ting came out again, smiling all over his face: "Come in! The three chiefs! Please invite you if you say please, don't look too high, the chiefs can let the dragon dance you face!"

Mo Lefeng immediately said: "Come down."

Wu Jin squatted down and put Mo Lingfeng down. The three of them almost squeezed into a piece of paper before going in and sitting down.

What Cheng Ting said was true, before Wu Jin could sit down, the mustache swept across his face with a "pounce".

He had never seen Malong before, and when the hemp whiskers came, he subconsciously reached out to grab them. Seeing the man stepping on stilts, he stopped his hands abruptly, and stood still for a moment, his eyes were red from the hemp whiskers, and tears Involuntarily drummed out.

Sitting down with blurred vision, he wiped away his tears with his hands, and blinked his eyes a few times vigorously. There were extremely enthusiastic cheers all around him, and no one noticed his gaffe.

He also went to watch the Malong dance, because he had never seen it before, so he watched it with great interest. He thought it was only the Malong dance, but he didn't expect that after the dance, there would be tambourines.

The one playing the tambourine is an Erma girl, dressed in cool clothes, holding a gold-painted tambourine, dancing in the melodious sound of Xiqin, her figure is graceful and soft, which attracts people's attention.

Most of the people in the arena came to see this girl from Erma.

Mo Lingfeng immediately fell in love with the tambourine in the girl's hand, staring at it intently, his upper body couldn't help leaning forward, and when the girl finished flying all over the field, she also yelled and cheered along with her.

After seeing the malong and the tambourine, the canopy will be replaced by a small singing, which sounds like "Nine Ugly", Mo Lingfeng and Cheng Ting are not interested in this kind of spring and snowy little song, leaning on the left and right Following Wu Jin, Qi Qi retreated.

After leaving Yuhua Street, Cheng Ting rambled about arranging tomorrow's ten-day vacation - because of this beating, he had a lot of money in his hand, and he could invite them to the racecourse tomorrow.

Just as Wu Jin wanted to say that she was going to sell cakes, Mo Lingfeng announced loudly that the Mo family would order all of his cakes tomorrow.

As soon as this remark came out, the three people with very different personalities couldn't help laughing, and a sense of intimacy suddenly appeared in their hearts.

After passing a fork in the road, Cheng Ting said goodbye first and went back home, Wu Jin continued to send Mo Lingfeng home.

The closer you get to Mo's residence, the more the night will show its true colors. The moon is bright and the wind is clear, the light and shadow flow with the wind, dancing with the mother-in-law, and occasionally there are a few crows, which makes people feel lonely.

Mo Lingfeng was full of energy, and chattered to Wu Jin. He first said that he wanted to eat fresh cherries, but he didn't know if his brother would buy them. He also said that he still wanted to eat cheese mixed with cherries, but now his brother listened to what Uncle Zhao said, and he also cared about her eating. Sweet, thinking of my teeth again, I couldn't help sticking out my tongue and licking the tips of my teeth that had just grown out.

Under the bright moonlight, Wu Jin stared at the little black shadow bouncing on the ground, for some reason, felt that there was a lonely star in Mo Lefeng's eyes - her world was too small.

He heard Mo Lefeng ask himself: "Do you like candy?"

Wu Jin nodded: "When I was an apprentice, I specially learned how to make sugar cakes."

"When I grow up, I will go to Sichuan." Mo Lingfeng raised his face, "My brother said that the sugar in Sichuan is the best in the world. There are hundreds of kinds of sugar in the market alone. Shuzhong does the best."

Wu Jin smiled and said, "But Sichuan is also very spicy."

Mo Lingfeng replied fearlessly: "I can eat it too, and I will bring you a lot of candies back then."

The two were talking, when suddenly a group of people came towards them, riding horses on the moon, surrounded by a fat and fair middle-aged man, his face was ordinary, but he was dressed richly, wearing a soft gauze Tang scarf on his head, and wearing an embroidered blue dress. robe, with a sachet, jade pendant, fan and other things hanging around his waist, when he saw Wu Jin and the two of them, he reined in his horse.

"Brother, may I ask where do you want to go to the horse farm?" The middle-aged man asked Wu Jin, but his eyes swept over Mo Lingfeng and the gold collar on her body.

Mo Lingfeng let him look at him, his eyes also flicked over the blue robe on the middle-aged man.

Wu Jin pointed in the direction and sent Mo Lingfeng back home, before returning home in a hurry.

As soon as Mo Lingfeng entered the Mo Mansion, the Mo Mansion lit up the lights, and the desolate and lonely scene was swept away. People came in and out everywhere, serving tea and water, smoking clothes and spreading quilts. Mo Lefeng is like a master.

After Mo Lingfeng changed his clothes, he went to look for Mo Qianlan——Mo Qianlan hid in the middle hall and was lazy, instead of going to the backyard to greet his aunts.

Mo Lingfeng took a bite of the cheese cherry, and said to Mo Qianlan, "Malong is so long—"

She stretched her arms as hard as she could: "The hemp beard is so long, it even swept across Wu Jin's face, and he shed a lot of tears."

Reaching out for the silver spoon and scooping up another spoon, she swallowed it in one gulp: "Brother, why not iced cheese, I want iced cheese."

Mo Qianlan was dressed in normal clothes. After listening to Mo Lingfeng's words, she answered and took a dry handkerchief from the plate to wipe her hair. Her hair was black and thick, and it was heavy and heavy in her hand.

Ah Yao is like him, his hair was also black when he was young—he thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)