Chapter 82： Go to the temple fair

Su Qingluo helplessly supported his forehead: "It's all just learning a few words, and it doesn't mean that you will go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire. Is it so painful?"

Wang Meng's right eyelid twitched wildly, and he couldn't complain: "I'd rather go to a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire than stare at those words and get a headache."

"You, that's all you can do."

Su Qingluo stretched out her delicate little fingers, and poked his forehead resentfully, looking at him with the look of a little adult, he was very happy.

"hehe."

A six-and-a-half-year-old girl softly reprimanded a boy who was a head taller than her, looking very happy.

Wang Po looked at this scene from the kitchen, smiled and shook her head, and her hands kept moving to prepare dinner before dark so that Su Hu and his wife could take their children to the temple fair to play.

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Su Ziqin was dismissed from the college and returned home after school. Without any accident, he became the favorite of the group, and received unanimous compliments from his parents, brothers and sisters.

The fourteen-year-old girl was so happy that she rarely showed the tenderness of her youngest daughter. She hugged Li Xiu'e's arm and acted affectionately.

Li Xiu'e smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth, she was very happy and said that she would take her children to the temple fair.

Su Ziqin frowned lightly upon hearing this.

She has a lot of homework, and the annual county exam is about to start. Although she is still young, there is no need to rush to take the exam, and she can't help being nervous.

After thinking about it again and again, she still didn't want to waste time, went to temple fairs with her family, and stayed at home alone to review her homework.

Su Qingluo understood her sister's mood, and gave her a few sachets to refresh her mind and improve her memory. Su Ziqin, who was moved, hugged her up and happily walked around in circles.

Su Hu and his wife felt somewhat regretful that the eldest daughter could not follow her to the temple fair.

After dinner, watching Su Ziqin's room turn on the lights, and the window reflected the figure of night reading, the couple sighed, feeling sorry for their daughter's hard work, but couldn't help feeling proud.

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As night falls, the lights come on.

Both sides of the river where the temple fair was held began to become lively. Strings of red lanterns were hung in front of the shops, and two rows of neat and gorgeous lights added a bit of joy to the small county town.

A lion dance team marched along the main road of the temple fair with gongs and drums. The cheerful rhythm attracted people to stop and watch.

Excited children followed on both sides of the lion head, chasing and playing, and applauding loudly. The joyful atmosphere infected everyone. Both adults and children were smiling and full of joy.

Su Hu and his wife, with their three children, went door to door along the small stalls on both sides of the river, stopping and buying whatever they saw.

Children's favorite snacks are nothing less than candied haws, kebabs, sugar figurines, and sesame cakes.

Su Hu is eager to spoil the children, as long as the children show yearning expressions, he will not let them go.

The three children held candied haws in their left hand, sugar figurines, and kebabs in their right hands. With stuffed mouths, they followed behind the adults, laughing happily.

Li Xiu'e took advantage of the fact that there were all the items at the temple fair, and happily bought a lot of daily necessities that she couldn't come across on weekdays.

Such as pepper, prickly ash, fragrant leaves, star anise, and cinnamon for stewing meat, I bought a large bag one by one, and prepared to stew braised pork for the children.

Su Hu's preferences are different from those of his wife and children. He squatted in front of a stall selling tobacco rods, chatting with the stall owner in full swing.

I asked about the material of the tobacco rods one by one, and finally chose three different textures of the tobacco rods, bought them happily, and planned to go home as a gift to my father-in-law and the old village head, and keep one for myself when I get old.

The family went shopping happily, beaming with big and small bags.