Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 814 The Lantern Festival

In ancient times, there were three festivals, the Lantern Festival on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the Zhongyuan Festival on the [-]th day of the July month, and the Xiayuan Festival on the [-]th day of the October month.

The Lantern Festival is actually the Lantern Festival. In ancient times, the Lantern Festival was actually Valentine’s Day. During the Lantern Festival, lovers would go to the streets together to watch lanterns under the moonlight, or put lanterns in the river. People are affectionate and loving.

This year's Shangyuan Festival, the festival is still a festival, but the people who celebrate each other are no longer there.

Shen Qiqiao was walking on the main street of Jincheng where all kinds of lanterns were hung. Although she was here, her thoughts had already flown to the north.

It's been more than a year in the blink of an eye, and I don't know how Ye Han is doing now?

"what?"

Suddenly, someone rushed over and knocked her to the side.

"Brothers and sisters be careful!"

Luo Qingyun quickly reached out to pull her.

Shen Qiqiao stabilized her figure and looked down, there was a little boy with braids.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Shen Qiqiao was dressed in men's clothing, the little boy naturally recognized her as his elder brother.

Shen Qiqiao smiled, looked at the little boy, and reached out to stroke the little boy's head.

"I'm fine. This kid is really good. He will definitely do something in the future!"

The little boy's face turned red, he was struggling, and his little hands hidden in his sleeves were constantly shaking.

After a long time, the child handed the purse to Shen Qiqiao.

"Big brother, your wallet..."

"If you make a mistake, you can correct it. There is nothing good about it. If you take this wallet, it will be your reward for daring to admit that you have done something wrong."

"Big brother……"

The little boy was touched in his heart, looked at Shen Qiqiao gratefully, then gave her a deep bow before leaving.

But Luo Qingyun laughed: "Siblings and sisters really have a way of educating their children. You don't expose him even though you know he's here to pickpocket|steal, and you even think of a way to make him admit it. It's amazing!"

Shen Qiqiao shook her head: "I'm not that good, it's just that this kid has a good heart, if he wants to deny it to me, I have nothing to do with him."

"Hey, I know why that kid Shen Mu is so smart, the co-author was taught by your sister, haha!"

"It's all Xiaodaoer!" Shen Qiqiao shook her head, her thoughts changed, "Speaking of which, I didn't see them when I came to Lantern Street. Where did he and Brother Song go?"

"Hmph, where else can that brat go? Naturally, he's going to the Lantern Riddles in the Zhou Mansion! Let's go, the Zhou Mansion is just around the corner, how about we go and see?"

"Alright!"

On the side of the street, there is a Shangyuan River, named because it is covered with lanterns every year during the Shangyuan Festival.

Shen Qiqiao and Luo Qingyun walked along the Shangyuan River, bypassed the Shangyuan River, and in front of them was the Zhou Mansion compound.

From a distance, you can see today's Zhou Mansion, which is very bustling and lively, with lanterns and festoons, and people coming and going, all of them came to participate in the lantern riddle poetry meeting.

At this time, it was already dark, and the poetry meeting had begun.

"My fair lady, a gentleman is so sweet, Miss Lu, my love for you can be learned from the sun and the moon..."

"Hmph, vulgar! Your poems are so vulgar that you want to touch my lady?"

Under the willow tree by the river, several men and women were reciting poems and fighting against each other. Among them, a young man wearing a scholar's head was singing loudly, expressing his love for a tall woman under the willow tree.

The woman was wearing a face scarf to keep people from prying eyes, and there was a maid beside her, she said sarcastically.

The boy immediately blushed and his neck thickened: "I, what I said is the truth..."

"The writing of this poem is really vulgar. At first glance, it seems that you can't get a job. Hmph! Just you, are you worthy of my young lady?"

(End of this chapter)