Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 20 Tossing Red Beans

Three wisps of light smoke drifted into the night sky. In the deep blue night sky, the moon window was half opened, and a handful of clear light spilled from the lake all the way into the courtyard.

On the reed mat in front of the incense table, the girl in green clothes and plain skirt closed her eyes and prayed to the half moon in the sky, chanting silently in her mouth, not knowing which deity and Buddha she dedicated this pious and sincere devotion to.

Mother Chen watched Meng Xiaowan sacrifice to the moon, and couldn't help wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Egret squatted on the ground and was lighting a fire. In the fire tray was a bag that he carried with him, half of which had been scorched by the fire, revealing some half-red beans that had been burnt black.

Mother Chen cried in a low voice: "I am glad that the news brought back by my uncle, Mrs. Master and Mr. Lang have not suffered much. With the Song family in the county to take care of them, there must be no worries about food and clothing. In my opinion, the Song family It’s not necessarily a loss, and our Meng family doesn’t necessarily have to go down the drain!”

The girl opened her eyes, and bowed devoutly to the moon for a few times, with a hint of regret on her cold jade face: "It's a pity that it's not the full moon in the middle of the month, so remember to remind me that I must worship again on the fifteenth day of the next month." Once."

Mother Chen burst into tears and laughed: "Miss, I forgot, the fifteenth day of next month is the Ghost Festival, where can I worship the moon?"

Suddenly, the girl showed a faint smile, which disappeared in a flash.

Mother Chen burst into tears and laughed: "Miss, I forgot, the fifteenth day of next month is the Ghost Festival, where can I worship the moon?"

Suddenly, the girl showed a faint smile, which disappeared in a flash. "But I was confused."

"There's half a month left for the Qiqiao Festival. I think it's good for girls to worship the moon on the Qixi Festival." Bai Lu opened his mouth full of lotus leaves, which made Chen's mother poke her forehead hard.

"You actually ate half of the lotus leaf cake my uncle brought to the girl! Carefully broke your stomach."

"Too much trouble for him," Meng Xiaowan said without any wavering, "It's just that I don't like the cakes very much, and the nanny thinks the teeth are sticky. Instead of feeding the rat ants, it's better to let the egret have a good time." .”

Mother Chen looked at the girl with some concern: "Young lady has lost weight these few days, the tea and rice are not delicious, and she only eats half a bowl for each meal. How can this be done?"

She secretly glanced at the direction of the kitchen row in the distance, and said in a low voice: "But Zhang's food is too rough, girls are not used to it? Don't worry, girl, I still have some scattered silver in my hand, go tomorrow Exchange some fine grains with the girls in the village to eat."

Meng Xiaowan shook her head: "Mother, don't do this. First, people will laugh at me for not being able to endure the hardships of the countryside, and second, people will criticize him. A little food, and you will get used to it slowly."

Mother Chen just felt distressed, picked up the half plate of pastries on the table, took a piece and handed it to the girl: "It's good for the girl to eat a few pieces of pastries. These are the pastries from Furongzhai in the county city. Ordinary people can't order them."

Meng Xiaowan looked down at the pastry coldly, then shook her head: "Where are the things delivered to me?"

Bai Lu watched the pastry and swallowed, and persuaded in a low voice: "Sanqi said that my uncle traded it for a poem, and I only mixed some wine with it on the boat."

Mother Chen also persuaded with a smile: "That's right, that's right. My uncle's poems are very good. Not to mention a few packs of pastries, maybe you can bring the girl back in exchange for an order."

"Whether poetry is good or not, I still can't tell," Meng Xiaowan straightened her dress, stood up slowly, and gave the moon another blessing, as if to herself, "This drinker The problem is real."

It just so happened that some of the beans on the fire plate exploded, scaring the egret.

She patted her chest: "Young lady picked the red jade beans by herself in spring, and promised to store them in autumn for stringing beads. Why do you have to burn them today?"

Mother Chen stared at her silently, telling her to silence: "These beans are troublesome, they shouldn't have been brought here long ago! Who knew that when I went out with the girl, I was so anxious that I forgot that these things were in the bookcase You girl, please be more careful on weekdays, you can't let my uncle listen to some words. "

Bailu laughed and said, "Don't worry, mom. In order to reward my uncle for getting the news, didn't you ask me to take money and buy some wine and meat from the village? I think my uncle and fifth and sixth uncles are eating delicious food, so where would they come to listen?" Let's talk."

As soon as she finished saying this, Meng Xiaowan hummed softly, and casually pointed to the ground.

At night, there is a crack of light on the ground in the courtyard. It is the light from the candles in the main room that shines through the crack of the door and falls into the courtyard.There is a person in the shadow of the light slit is sticking to the door, if it is not my uncle, who is it?

Zhang Zhe straightened up a little bored, walked from the door back to the table and sat down.He only eavesdropped on a few words before being discovered by Meng Xiaowan, which made him blush a little.

Uncle Fifth and Sixth had eaten a few bowls of wine, and had already gone back to tidy up the farm tools. Only Sanqi was still eating and drinking with him at the table.

"Greedy?" Zhang Zhe picked up the bowl and looked at it. This level of alcohol is the level of sparkling wine. How can he be said to be greedy?In the past few days, the boredom of being trapped in this world depends on this thing to help him resolve it.He can't get off the ground, he can't go up the mountain, and he can't drive a boat, so what else can he do if he doesn't drink?
With a sip, Zhang Zhe drank another bowl.

The sweltering weather seemed to be forced out from the bones of the body by the smell of alcohol, and the hairs all over his body were stretched out, making him feel more comfortable.

Zhang Zhe stared blankly at his newly married wife beyond the crack of the door.The etiquette is thoughtful, the words are decent, but seeing each other every day is like a whole world apart.

And the red beans!
Li Yulou's handsome little boy suddenly appeared in his mind.That day he didn't care about it because he was drunk, but afterwards he quickly judged that the guy had other thoughts about Meng Xiaowan.The so-called near-water house first gets the moon, that person spends almost every day at Meng's house, so he naturally has a lot of opportunities to get in touch with Meng Xiaowan.

What bothered him the most was that Meng Xiaowan might also have feelings for that person.She married herself, handed over the letter, and burned the red beans, not because she loved him Zhang Zhe, but because she had to abide by the etiquette!

Sanqi watched Lang Jun drink one bowl after another, feeling a little anxious.This wine is not much, with Lang Jun's drinking capacity, it won't be long before he has no share.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he caught Zhang Zhe's hand: "Lang Jun, can you teach me the song you taught me this morning?"

"Who wants to sing that song?" Zhang Zhe pushed his hand away, and drank another bowl, so anxious that Sanqi simply picked up the wine jar and stopped pouring him wine.

"Stingy!" Zhang Zhe shook his head, let out a long breath of alcohol, and laughed at Sanqi again, "Isn't it just a tune? Come, come, and listen to me!"

He took a chopstick and tapped it lightly on the edge of the wine bowl, beat the beat, and sang loudly with alcohol.

"I can't stop dripping~~~Lovesick blood and tears~~~Throwing red beans~~~," he looked at the wooden door lightly, and his voice became more lubricious and high-pitched, "I can't finish opening~~~Spring willows and spring flowers~Full painting building~~."

Standing outside the door in the courtyard, the girl calmly looking at the moonlight on the lake, when she heard the singing, her hands trembled invisibly, and a hint of embarrassment finally appeared on her brows.

The singing continues.

The unrestrained Zhang Zhe knocked on the rim of the bowl vigorously, shook his head and sang loudly, he didn't care about targeting anyone, he just sang happily.

"I can't sleep well~~ After the screen window is rainy and dusk~~, I can't forget the new sorrow~~ and the old sorrow~~. I can't swallow~~Jade grains and golden watermelon~~choke my throat~~, I can't see it~~ In the Linghua mirror, I describe it as thin .”

"Brows that can't be opened~, those who don't know are even more leaky~, ah, just like the green mountains that can't be hidden, the green water that flows continuously, the green water, the green water~~long."

Sanqi was elated when he heard it, but he was swallowing a large piece of meat in his mouth, so he had to clap desperately (this is what Zhang Zhe taught him these days).

The applause made Zhang Zhe sober, and he suddenly realized that the girl from the Meng family burned the bag of red beans on her own initiative, not only because of etiquette, but also to show her heart.She wanted to be his Zhang's wife with peace of mind, but his song?I'm afraid it's too stingy.

Zhang Zhe pricked up his ears, but heard nothing outside.

After another seven or eight breaths, he couldn't help it, thinking that if something happened, why didn't he react at all?

Just as Zhang Zhe pushed open the door of the main room, he saw Mother Chen gently pulling Bailu to the main room over there.

There was only a thin figure standing under the moon in the yard, and when he heard the sound of the door, he turned around and looked at him.

Under the moonlight, the girl from the Meng family still had that cold look on her face.She was the first to open her mouth lightly: "I don't want Mr. Lang to be able to sing a good song."

Zhang Zhe was a little embarrassed, so he had nothing to say.He pointed to the incense burner on the desk and asked: "I don't know which god and Buddha the lady is offering sacrifices to. Is it effective on weekdays?"

The girl turned her head and looked at that month again.

There was a trace of deep ridicule in the girl's faint voice: "Could it be that Mr. Lang knows which gods and Buddhas are really effective? Let me hear it~~ how about it?"

"If it is said to be efficacious, it would be too much. The so-called sincerity is spiritual," Zhang Zhe refused to admit defeat, and simply opened his mouth and began to report to the gods, "For example, Patriarch Hongjun, Saint of Sanqing, Empress Nuwa, Emperor of Heaven, Tathagata , Ananda, and Chang'e, even Sun Xingzhe is worshiped."

The girl turned around in amazement: "I've heard of Hongjun, Sanqing, Nuwa, Tiandi, and Tathagata, but which Sun Walker is such a high-virtuous and powerful person?"

"It's normal for my lady not to know this person," Zhang Zhe saw that she asked seriously, and couldn't help but want to tease her. "This person is one of the four great monkeys. He was born in the Aolai Kingdom of the East China Sea. The Great Sage, who later went to Lingshan to achieve victory over the Buddha, is the most loving and holy person in the Three Realms."

The girl seemed to realize that she was being fooled, she let out a cold snort, stared into Zhang Zhe's eyes lightly and asked, "Since he is so virtuous, there must be scriptures handed down to the world, sir, can you teach me?"

What is the famous saying of Brother Monkey?This question really made Zhang Zhe scratch his head.

What can I say?Could it be that he yelled at his wife, "Hey! Monster, return my master!", or "My grandson is here", or "Eat my grandson!"

Seeing that Zhang Zhe was scratching his head, the girl slowly returned to her calm state.

When she was about to leave him, she heard this sentence: "There was once a sincere love in front of me, but unfortunately I didn't cherish it. Now, I regret it. If you give me a new love When the opportunity comes, I will say three words to that girl, I love you. If I want to add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be 1 years."

Zhang Zhe touched his nose: "This is the only scripture left by this person!"

The girl gave him a deep look, and finally left with a blank expression.

(End of this chapter)