Chapter 121

Yi Wushuang, the fake winter flower gatherer, has already been in the middle of December after a lot of trouble.

The snowflakes in Qingcheng county have changed from small white dots to goose feathers. It only takes one night's heavy snowfall to cover the whole world with silver.

Someone once said that snow is the last purity in the world. In the snowy world, any filth will be covered up and any sin will be forgiven.

But some people say that the heavy snow in winter is the punishment given by the creator. Punish the cold wind, Blizzard flying, punish all the colors in the world, cover up all the creatures.

All things in the world are afraid of the cold of snow. Except for the blood red plum blossom, no matter how heavy the snow sweeps, they still stand proud of the snow.

Wen jinniang doesn't know if there are so many plum trees in every northern county. She only knows the plum trees in Qingcheng County, the Meishan mountain that stretches several miles on the edge of the county.

Plum blossom is a beautiful time.

All the flowers are swaying down, and the only one is Xuanyan, occupying all the amorous feelings of xiangxiaoyuan.

Thin shadow horizontal oblique, clear water, fragrance floating on the evening.

If the frost bird wants to go down, it will steal its eyes first. If the pink butterfly knows it, it will break its soul.

On the 20th of December, when the plum blossom is ripe in Kaifeng, it becomes the "plum appreciation Festival" for the people of Qingcheng county.

The plum blossom festival is the last festival of the annual sacrifice, and it is also the most interesting festival besides the annual sacrifice. On this day, people in Qingcheng county will put down their busy things, put on their clothes, and then go to Meishan to enjoy the plum blossom and pray with lanterns.

Plum blossom is the delight of scholars, Ruixue is the gospel of the people.

On this day, Wen jinniang was pulled up early by Liang Yun and chose a red Luo skirt for her.

The red and gorgeous Luo skirt is full of hundreds of skirt folds. Beside each fold, Liang yunfen carefully shows one and a half, or open or budding red plum and white plum. A look, lifelike, as if the real plum fell on her skirt. Poetic and picturesque, swaying and graceful.

Liang Yun draws Wen jinniang around and looks around. He seems to be very satisfied with her masterpiece.

He looked and looked, and then hugged wenjinniang. After a series of things, Wen jinniang was able to get rid of her sleepiness.

Looking at Liang Yun, Wen jinniang asked, "Liang Yun, why did you get up so early today..."

"I want to make a lantern with you. At night we call them to enjoy the plum and pray." Liang Yun said slowly, his words full of light satisfaction.

Wenjinniang didn't understand. She rubbed her eyes and continued to ask, "didn't you buy the lantern? Why do you want to make it yourself?"

"How can I make it the same as what I sell outside?" Liang Yun didn't blink his eyes. He was as proud as he should be.

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Wen jinniang had nothing to say, so she had to toss along with Liang Yun.

Liang Yun didn't know where to pack a lot of bamboo strips and white paper. He took all kinds of ink and brush decorations, but it was really like making lanterns.

In fact, the lantern is not difficult to make, as long as its outer layer is made of thin strips or iron wire, and then covered with transparent materials such as paper or yarn, the candle can be burned inside. For lighting, decoration, or pleasure.

Lanterns are mostly red and colorful because of candlelight, which is the most popular thing in the festival.

One of them took scissors to cut the paper, the other carefully baked the bamboo strips with candlelight. Two people are silent, but it is also a rare tacit understanding. Between raising their hands and feet, there is an invisible love entanglement.

Liang Yun carefully tied the bent bamboo strips together, arched them outward and fixed them with white thread and paste. It wasn't long before the rudiment of a lantern appeared.

Skillful action, three under five divided by two, only the paper mask this step.

"Wow, Liang Yun. I didn't expect that you still have this skill... "Wen jinniang's face was slightly with a little worship, some surprise.

I thought Liang Yun only read more books and knew martial arts. I didn't expect that he was so handy in making these little things.

If you change to modern times, you have to use this craft to hook up many innocent girls.

Liang Yun's face, which was originally calm, became ruddy because of his wife's unreserved praise. Clearing his throat, he put the frame of the lantern aside and asked, "lady, what color lantern do you like and what are the pictures on it?"

"Well, let's use red for the occasion. How about painting a bird? " Wen jinniang thought about it and couldn't come up with any good ideas. She said it slowly for a long time.

Liang Yun nodded, took out the red sandpaper and cut it to the right size. After trying, she took the paper pulp from wenjinniang and pasted the red sandpaper on the lamp carefully, waiting for it to dry slowly.

When the red lantern is dry, it's almost finished. Liang Yun picked up the brush, inked it, and was about to paint on the lantern when Wen jinniang suddenly stopped him.

"I think of it! Let me draw it. " Wen jinniang's eyes were all shining with Liang Yun, and she took his pen to her hand.

Nib touch, flowing clouds and flowing water, gradually appeared two simple outline with a brush out of the head big body small villain. The painting is novel, which Liang Yun has never seen before. The eyes are so cute.

A closer look, these two people's clothes and hairstyles are the same as their own and their wives“ Lady, did you draw us? "

"Press." Wen jinniang looked at her Q version of Xiaoliang Yun and xiaojinniang with satisfaction. The more she looked at them, the more satisfied she was and the more she liked them. Her eyes were full of joy.

"Liang Yun, write our two names on it."

"Good."

When Liang Yun's pen fell down, a few of his pen ran away, and the sonorous and powerful words fell on the lantern. Wen jinniang made a small tray, put the candle in it, and then put it into the lantern. The red lantern looks very good.

Wen jinniang is holding a lantern made by two people. She can't put it down. She can't see enough of it.

After finishing the lantern, they had a rest for a while. Then after lunch, they went back to Wen's house in a carriage. I plan to ask Wen Qiang and Dong Zhuyu to enjoy the plum blossom together.

Wen Qiang and Dong Zhuyu are also good things. Both parents are very satisfied with the marriage, so they are looking forward to their marriage after the new year's festival. Therefore, according to the local custom, Dong Zhuyu could not live in the husband's home after the plum blossom festival. He had to go back to Dong's home to prepare for marriage.

After the two returned to Wen's home, Wen Qiang and Dong Zhuyu were obviously also very happy to go to enjoy the plum blossom.

Dong Zhuyu, in particular, wants to pull Wen Qiang to buy a lantern. Seeing the red lantern in wenjinniang's hand, she asked, "jinniang, your lantern is so special. Where did you buy it? "

Wen jinniang was stunned. Looking at the lantern in her hand, she rubbed her thumb against the pole and said happily, "Liang Yun and I made it ourselves."

"When Dong Zhuyu heard this, she seemed to have found something strange. She held her chin and her eyes were bubbling. He murmured, "jinniang, you are so kind. How romantic? "

“？？” Wen jinniang was a little stunned at the moment. She didn't know what she said.

Dong Zhuyu saw that I didn't know anything about Wen jinniang. What a romantic look it was. She probably didn't know the meaning of the lamp.

So with a slightly envious tone, she said, "jinniang, our local custom, if two people make lanterns together during the plum blossom festival, those two people will get other people's blessing and will be together forever."

Wen jinniang's heart was shocked when she heard this, and she suddenly realized it. Youyou looked at someone who had blushed to the ear, and hummed a few times in his heart.

No wonder I pull myself up to make lanterns in the morning

He's such a cute kid.