peasant young lady

Chapter 247
In the next few days, Cheng Xia visited Cheng's house every day, and made medicine for Mrs. Zhang to drink. Seeing that her health was getting better day by day, Cheng Xia felt a lot more relaxed.

When she woke up this morning, Cheng Xia felt sleepy all the time, and she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say anything specific.

It wasn't until Yang Dalang made breakfast and told her that he wanted to climb high and look far away together that Cheng Xia suddenly realized that something was wrong.Today is the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the traditional Double Ninth Festival, and the day when Ming Xianzong passed away.

After breakfast, Cheng Xia stood at the door and looked towards the north, imagining how chaotic the city of Beijing has become at this entrance.Thinking about her made her feel a little sad. Wasn't the motivation that supported her to make a three-month agreement and live hard all the time, was to go to the capital to witness the death and enthronement of the emperor?

Hey, forget it, Cheng Xia waved his hand, thinking about it.Since today is the Double Ninth Festival, it is time to go for a walk on the mountain and feel the atmosphere of the Double Ninth Festival in the Ming Dynasty.

The Double Ninth Festival has been formed as early as the Warring States Period. In the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the atmosphere of the Double Ninth Festival became more and more intense. In the Tang Dynasty, it was officially designated as a folk festival. modern.The "Tokyo Menghualu" in the Northern Song Dynasty and "Old Stories of Wulin" in the Southern Song Dynasty both described the grand occasion of the Double Ninth Festival in detail.

The tradition of the Double Ninth Festival in ancient times is to enjoy autumn, climb high, eat Double Ninth Cake, admire chrysanthemums, drink chrysanthemum wine and wear dogwood.

Double Ninth Festival has always been the focus of chanting by literati and poets of all ages.Needless to say, Wang Wei's phrase "I know that my brothers climbed to a high place, and there is one less person who planted dogwood everywhere", even Wang Bo's "On September [-]th, he will see off guests from his hometown" is also famous, not to mention Said the phrase, "Life is easy to grow old, but it is difficult to grow old. Every year is the Double Ninth Festival, and today is the Double Ninth Festival. The yellow flowers on the battlefield are extraordinarily fragrant."

Yang Dalang suggested to go to the mountain to climb high and look far away, and said that the chrysanthemums on the mountain were all in bloom, and the mountains and plains were so beautiful that Cheng Xia was naturally moved.However, she still went to Cheng's family first to boil Zhang's medicine before returning to the mountain.

The chrysanthemum really bloomed wantonly, shaking her slender but firm body in the autumn wind, Cheng Xia fell in love with this blooming chrysanthemum all of a sudden.

In modern times, Cheng Xia always avoids chrysanthemums because of the obscene meaning they are endowed with, and never even appreciates the beauty of chrysanthemums.Only now did she know how superficial she used to be.

Chrysanthemum has been cultivated for more than 3000 years. "Zhou Guan" and "Bu Ya" are the earliest historical records of chrysanthemums. In the Spring and Autumn and Warring States "Book of Songs" and Qu Yuan's "Li Sao", there are more descriptions about chrysanthemums; As for the "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" and "Xijing Miscellaneous Notes" in the Han Dynasty, as well as the research of chrysanthemum by Tao Hongjing, a medical scientist in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, people's cognition of chrysanthemum has been deepened.

Of course, Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty was most famous for his love of chrysanthemums. He picked chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and saw Nanshan leisurely. This has long been spread by word of mouth among ordinary people.

In the current Ming Dynasty, according to records, there are at least 270 varieties of chrysanthemums, and wild chrysanthemums, Maohua chrysanthemums, chamomile, small red chrysanthemums, and purple wild chrysanthemums are the main varieties.In modern times, chrysanthemums have also been given various elegant scientific names, such as rouge and Dianxue, or cinnabar and red frost in thatched cottages, or red lips and green water autumn waves. It can make people yearn infinitely.

Xiaolong has long been playing like a wild horse, while Cheng Xia smiled and walked hand in hand with Yang Dalang among the chrysanthemums all over the mountains and plains, feeling as free and easy as a wild crane.Red, yellow, pink and green, daisies all over the sky, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

Walking leisurely all the way to the top of the mountain, this is Cheng Xia's second time climbing up the mountain, this time for the Double Ninth Festival.

Yang Dalang smiled and picked a branch of red and bright dogwood from the dogwood tree behind Cheng Xia, and carefully inserted it obliquely in Cheng Xia's hair. Cheng Xia touched it with his hand, and asked like a daughter, "Does it look good?" ?”

Yang Dalang nodded without the slightest hesitation, "It looks good, red suits you very well."

Cheng Xia blushed a little when he said it in such a serious tone, it happened that Xiaolong ran over and hugged Yang Dalang's leg and begged, "Uncle, I want to wear it too."

Cheng Xia pouted all of a sudden, "You're a boy."

"Hmph," Xiaolong snorted unconvinced, "Then Xiaolong can also wear it beautifully."

"I don't know how to be ashamed!" Cheng Xia shook her head and laughed, Xiaolong, for some reason, became more and more narcissistic.I don't know if it's because I've been with Yang Dalang for a long time, after all, those who are close to ink are black.

Yang Dalang solemnly broke off a branch and stuck it on Xiaolong's head, "In this way, Xiaolong can take refuge in disaster relief and be free from worries."

Hearing this, Cheng Xia quickly took off a big one, and firmly inserted it on Yang Dalang's head who didn't want to wear it, "Since it's for disaster relief, you'd better wear more."

Seeing Cheng Xia's persistence, Yang Dalang had no choice but to go down the mountain with such a bright red dogwood.

Xiaolong heard that Cheng Xia was going to make Double Ninth Cake at noon, so he couldn't wait to drag her down the mountain, and couldn't stop her.

During this time, Cheng Xia has been tossed about by the Yang family and the Cheng family, and has no intention of cooking properly, let alone making Double Ninth Cakes, but he thinks that after admiring the chrysanthemums and wearing dogwood, in order to better suit the occasion, he should eat some Double Ninth Cakes. The characteristic Chongyang cake is good.

Although the preparation was hasty, all the necessary ingredients are available, as long as there are japonica rice flour, glutinous rice flour, sugar, oil, red bean paste, dates and raisins and other dried fruits, it is not too troublesome anyway.

Xiaolong watched from the side all the time, and when Cheng Xia was ready to steam in the pot, he went to cook other dishes.She told herself not to think about the Cheng family's affairs as much as possible, and just spent a good holiday with Yang Dalang and Xiaolong, after all, she owed them both during this time.

While the Double Ninth Cake was out of the pot, the chrysanthemum eggplant, chrysanthemum tofu soup, cold chrysanthemum and chrysanthemum fish were also out of the pot. Since it was the Double Ninth Festival, it was natural to use chrysanthemum for cooking. Cheng Xia originally wanted to make a chrysanthemum fried pork. But it takes a bit of time, Cheng Xia decided to have more time next time, and try it when he is in a better mood.

Yang Dalang looked at the food on the table with emotion, feeling mixed emotions in his heart. He looked up at Cheng Xia pitifully, "I haven't seen you cooking so seriously for a long time."

Hearing this, Cheng Xia felt a little sore in his heart.Seeing Cheng Xia's reaction, Yang Dalang quickly sat over and held her in his arms, and said softly, "I just don't want you to work too hard. You have been suppressing yourself for so long. I can see that I will feel distressed." Yang Dalang let him lean on his shoulder, "Don't think too much, some things are beyond your control, you have done enough, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Cheng Xia sniffled and smiled gratefully, "Thank you."

"Okay, let's eat," Yang Dalang rubbed Cheng Xia's hair vigorously, and when she was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, he quickly walked away and sat down.

Cheng Xia decided to savor the food she cooked, but she heard a thin voice coming from far to near, "Hey, you guys really enjoyed it, you've had a good time."

Cheng Xia's expression changed immediately, she looked at Cheng Qiu who walked in angrily, "What are you doing here?"

"My good sister, I'm here to visit you. Reciprocity, you don't move around, and our relationship has become estranged." Cheng Xia sat on the chair beside him very comfortably, smiling kindly at Cheng Xia, "My good sister, I think your days are getting better and better. I'm really happy for you from the bottom of my heart."

"Really?" Cheng Xia put down her chopsticks, looked at Cheng Qiu's eyes, looked at her home calmly, and asked angrily, "What's the matter with you?"

"Hi, it's nothing, just to see you."

"Oh," Cheng Xia nodded, "Then just go ahead and watch." Cheng Xia raised an eyebrow at Yang Dalang and Xiaolong, telling them to ignore Cheng Qiu and only eat her own.

After finishing the meal, Cheng Qiu watched Cheng Xia go to clean the freshly picked chrysanthemum petals, and suddenly he couldn't hold back, "Little sister, you taught me how to make a living like my father-in-law and mother-in-law a while ago, that's really bad." Yes, I see that my mother-in-law has already saved a lot of money."

Cheng Xia pursed her lips and cleaned the chrysanthemum petals carefully. She was going to brew chrysanthemum wine. Hearing Cheng Qiu's words, she immediately smiled, "That's because Uncle Tian is good at craftsmanship. What does it have to do with me?"

A hint of sternness flashed across Cheng Qiu's face, but it just passed by, "My good sister, my sister knows you know a lot, otherwise you wouldn't be able to eat delicious and spicy food, so you can teach me how to do it, and when she earns money, Then I brought something good to see you."

Cheng Xia got up and walked into the kitchen with the cleaned chrysanthemum petals, "The money that Aunt Tian and Uncle Tian made is not yours? Aren't they all the same?"

"It's the same fart! Oh, no," Cheng Qiu quickly smiled when he realized that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry, "The father-in-law and mother-in-law earn their money, so how could it be mine? Good sister, you should teach your elder sister. "

Cheng Xia shrugged and shook her head helplessly, "I only know that, and I really don't know anything else."

She didn't want to get in touch with people like Cheng Qiu, and she was not happy to say a word.

Cheng Qiu's face suddenly turned cold, "Don't give you shame, it's flattering you to teach me."

"Then I won't bother my cousin to praise her. I am a small family, and I can't hold the big Buddha of my cousin. I have something from Grandpa Lizheng here. It says it is for exorcising ghosts. My cousin should go quickly. So as not to worry about you."

When Cheng Qiu heard that she was upright, her body trembled immediately, and she glared at Cheng Xia bitterly, "Don't think that it's a big deal because you have some way to make money, I tell you, if you offend me, you can't bear to walk around That day."

"Cousin, go slowly!" Cheng Xia saw off the guest calmly with a cold face, "It won't be too late for you to speak harshly when that day really comes."

Cheng Qiu became more and more presumptuous, and she was afraid that Uncle Tian and Aunt Tian were also thinking about it. Cheng Xia thought for a while holding the chrysanthemum petals, and decided to go to the county government office to report all this to the county magistrate at the market tomorrow.

It's just that before the second day, Cheng Xia and Yang Dalang had already fallen asleep that night, when Cheng Xia suddenly heard knocks on the door outside, she woke up suddenly from the dream, breaking out in a cold sweat.

She was even a little afraid to open the door, she grabbed Yang Dalang's hand and kept giving herself strength before she dared to get out of bed.

(End of this chapter)