Mo Yanliang

Chapter 83

It took an hour to eat a hot pot meal.

The girls who eat very little on weekdays ate a lot, and the three children, Xia Muyang and Xiaoci Xiaoyi, had bulging bellies and could barely stand up.

The old lady was greedy for novelty, so the two ladies simply abandoned the delicacies of mountains and seas, and asked the best peasant women in the farm to cook a few tables of farm dishes for dinner.

Such a special Mid-Autumn Festival banquet made Xia Huaiyu and Xia Huaixun brothers' index fingers wide open, and they even drank a few more glasses of wine.

The young men and women were not hungry, and it was not easy to save the face of the elders, so they reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls.

In this way, all kinds of cakes and fruits carefully prepared before became decorations.

According to the old lady's order, the servants placed some symbolically on the table, and the rest were distributed to the children of Zhuang Hakka's family.

As the sky gradually darkened, the old lady's small courtyard was filled with all kinds of lanterns. The lights and the moonlight complemented each other, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

The whole family sat together, although a little cramped, they were intimate like never before.

Xia Huaiyu likes singing the wind and playing the moon the most, it's rare to have Xia Huaixun as company today, and he drank a few more glasses, Shi Xing couldn't stop him from getting so excited.

Even Xia Mulang and Xia Muyang, who were sitting aside, were forced by him to read a few poems.

Yang Shi and Luo Shi have a very good relationship recently, chatting together while watching Xia Fanshuang and Xia Yueliang turning the flower rope.

Xiaoci and Xiaoyi huddled beside the old lady, arguing to hear the story of Chang'e flying to the moon.

In fact, this can be regarded as the repertoire of the Xia family.

The Xia family brothers 30 years ago, Xia Lingyan Xia Mulang more than ten years ago, and Xia Fanshuang Xia Yueliang Xia Muyang later, all grew up listening to these stories.

Now the Xia family's children don't need to listen to the story anymore, and the audience has been replaced by Xiaoci and Xiaoyi.

Year after year, the stories are still those stories, the old lady never tires of it, and the children still enjoy it.

Xiao Ci nestled in the old lady's arms, while Xiao Yi looked up at the bright moon in the sky with her small face, her black eyes were shining, as if she had discovered something.

After the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, the old lady was still unsatisfied, and then went on to tell the story of Wu Gang's cutting of osmanthus and the jade rabbit pounding medicine.

Xia Yueliang didn't have much interest in turning over the flower rope, and started fighting as soon as she rolled her eyelids.

She gestured to Huaying beside her to take her place, stood up and walked to Xiaoyi's side.

"What is the little guy looking at?" She pinched Xiaoyi's bun face curiously.

"Sister Chang'e lives in the Guanghan Palace, what does she eat on weekdays, and... can she see us? Does she also enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Xia Yueliang has a big head.

Can she say that that place is not Guanghan Palace at all, and there is no sister Chang'e?
Even if there is, Sister Chang'e is a fairy, you are still worried that she is hungry?

She is looking at you two by two in the Guanghan Palace, and what she admires during the Mid-Autumn Festival is the earth, okay?

As a last resort, Xia Yueliang could only say: "Sister Chang'e can definitely see you, so you must be obedient, otherwise you will have to smash medicine like that little jade rabbit."

Xiaoyi still wanted to continue to ask, so she quickly covered his little mouth.

Let this little guy ask again, and her old background will be dug out.

The old lady grinned from ear to ear: "We are smart because we are petty. I have been telling stories for decades, but he likes to ask questions about this and that."

Yang Shi also laughed to make fun of her: "Maybe mother likes Xiaoyi so much."

The old lady patted Xiaoci in her arms: "When it comes to telling stories, grandma is far behind your elder sister Liang.

Let her tell you a few more words today, if not, let's punish her together! "

Xia Yueliang knew that she was a little tired, so she took the younger sister and younger brother aside.

She whispered: "Second uncle's voice is too loud, and you can't hear my sister's story clearly. I will take you to the small river, where the moon will be beautiful."

The younger brother is at an active age, so he doesn't like being stuck in the small yard.

The two cheered a little, and walked out with Xia Yueliang.

The three of them came to the small river and found a dry grassland.

Xia Yueliang lay on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief, feeling unprecedentedly at ease.

After their parents divorced in the previous life, their father and daughter lived together for nearly ten years.

Dad has an introverted personality, and she is also used to celebrating the festival quietly. The two of them cook a few dishes and have a drink, which is a warm and comfortable feeling that others cannot understand.

After Jingshen got married, the life of the big family once made her very uncomfortable.

Obviously they are plotting against each other with their own minds, and they still have to pretend to be affectionate on weekdays.

Over time, she also learned to fake a smile, as if she had put on a mask on her face.

Later, in order to compete for the Yan family's property, those people's fake smiles disappeared without a trace, leaving only full of resentment.

So much so that in this life, knowing that her family members are sincere to her, she doesn't like a large group of people getting together.

Especially the second uncle, every time she heard his affectionate and sour poems, she felt uncomfortable all over and had to come out to take a breath.

The little brother also lay down next to her, looking at the dark blue sky together.

After a while, Xiaoci pointed to the Milky Way, which was far less dazzling than usual, and asked, "Sister Liang, Uncle Wei told us that it is the Milky Way."

Xiaoyi also said: "Uncle Wei also told us the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl!"

Xia Yueliang squeezed out a helpless smile.

Are these two little guys not annoying?
They have spent the Mid-Autumn Festival at Xia's house three or four times, and they want to hear the story of Chang'e flying to the moon every year.

Since Uncle Wei has already told the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, why bother her to tell it again?
She embraced the two of them one by one, and said with a smile: "Since Uncle Wei has already told you, then tell your sister and compare to see who can tell it best."

"Okay, okay!" Xiaoci was a girl, and her articulateness was obviously sharper, so Xiaozui began to chatter.

Xiaoyi was extra generous today, and she didn't compete with her sister, just quietly leaning on Xia Yueliang's shoulder.

When Xiaoci said that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl would meet on the magpie bridge, his small body suddenly trembled.

"Xiaoyi?" Xia Yueliang looked down at him.

Xiaoyi burst into tears.

"Sister Liang, I miss my parents..."

She was about to say a few words of comfort when Xiaoci on the other side also started crying.

When their parents left, their siblings were still too young, leaving only some faint impressions.

Although the Cowherd and Weaver Girl's family are separated by the Milky Way, they can still meet once a year.

When will the two of them be reunited with their parents?

"Sister Liang, the sons and daughters of Cowherd can still be with their father, Xiaoyi and I... woo..."

Xia Yueliang was greatly shocked, and couldn't help but shed tears.

What a familiar scene, what a familiar word.

The sky and night are as cool as water, lying down to watch Altair Vega.

This is the poem Ahri would recite when she was three years old.

The little boy pointed to the Milky Way in the sky and asked her similar questions.

——Mom, let's buy a big boat and go to the Milky Way to find Dad.

(End of this chapter)