Chapter 107： Fishing lamp

The Huaizi River is not just a wish for the marriage of the girls.

The so-called Yue Laohe was later evolved. As early as twenty or thirty years ago, the Huaizi River had no alias for the Yuehe River. People put the lights on the Huaizi River purely for blessing.

At that time, not only girls could pray for marriage, men, old people, children, if they had any wishes, they would buy a lamp, or make a trip, write their own wishes, and then get them by the river. It was not popular at the time. Fishing lights.

The reason why it has evolved into the present is because there are occasional stories of men who have caught the lights because of accidents and eventually married the owner of the lamp. This is the origin of the moon, so it has rarely appeared since its development. The situation in which men put lights.

But rarely does not mean no, and occasionally can see some.

From time to time, the voice of whispering sounded around, but An Ziran did not look at them, and stepped down the steps of the Huaizi River to prepare the lamp in the handle.

There are many beautiful lamps floating on the river. Among them, most of them are flower lights, most of which are made by the girls themselves. They are very handy and look no worse than the street vendors.

"What did you write?"

Fu Wutian asked him when he bent down and asked curiously that he had not deliberately read the contents of his Wang Hao written on the cardboard.

An Ziran put the duckling lamp on the river. The shape of the duckling is not ugly, but it is very abrupt in many beautiful and beautiful lanterns. It is really ugly, really like an ugly duckling.

Without waiting for him to answer, the girls around them laughed.

They also saw this ugly duckling. I probably didn't expect anyone to choose such an ugly duck, and it was still a man. From time to time, the words "good ugly duck" sounded.

Although they seem to be watching the ugly ducklings, they can still find out that some girls’ sights are aimed at them from time to time. Among them, there are many eyes that look at Fu Tiantian. Of course, many people are peeking at An Ziran. .

Both of them have excellent appearances, but they can really feel the peace of mind, but Fu Wutian is a mature and attractive man.

An Ziran picked up the hem and returned to Fu Wutian, and no one else replied: "It's just a small game. If someone gets it, it's fate. No one gets it."

He said this, Fu Wutian is more curious about what he wrote on the cardboard, small games? Sounds mysterious.

An Ziran is not going to tell him for the time being.

Fu Wutian gazed at his side face and held his hand again. He whispered: "This king is looking forward to Wang Hao's little game."

An Ziran covered one hand on the back of his hand, but no longer spoke.

The voices around the whispers were quiet and quiet, and the girls’ eyes were almost staring at the hands that the two held together. The men and women were not the same. The two men’s hands were so different how they looked, especially at 21 Century, but there is only one explanation here.

Whether it is to peek at An Ziran, or to peek at Fu Wutian's girl, I feel a disappointment.

The two men with such high quality are actually a pair?

However, there are still some people whose eyes are quite strange.

From the outside, you know who is the leader, and in the eyes of some people, most of them are below the small halls of the museum, and only the small sisters of the museum can dare to kiss me and me with another man.

No matter how badly they think in their hearts, An Ziran has no mind reading.

Before leaving the Huaizi River, An Ziran went to the table where the paper was jammed, took a few more and wrote a sentence on the paper, and then left with Fu Wutian.

"I want to eat tofu brain."

Looking at the bustling crowd, An Ziran suddenly raised this idea, it was almost a time since dinner, only enough for them to digest dinner.

Fu Wutian will naturally meet his needs. When he came over here, the roadside saw a company selling tofu brains. The business was very hot and should be delicious.

After a while, the two came to the stall selling the bean curd.

The boss of the stall is an old couple, two white spots, two people seem to have passed the flower armor, the stall is not big, next to the four old tables and chairs, but the people who are eating tofu brain at this time are seven or eight Some people have already eaten three or four bowls.

The two went to the old couple.

An Ziran said to the old man: "Come two bowls of tofu brain."

"The two sons waited a little." The old man said, he picked up the two bowls. The action was very good. He quickly took two bowls and put a tablespoon of brown sugar in. He wanted to put two tablespoons, but he was stopped by An Ziran. The old brown sugar is not that kind of block, but liquid, it looks sweet.

An Ziran is not used to eating too sweet things, has eaten tofu brain, but not the same as this.

Because there is no seat, the two stood up to eat.

One bite was eaten into the mouth, and the tofu was immediately opened. Because the brown sugar was not much, it was not particularly sweet, and the tofu's aroma was more intense.

No wonder the guests will be so much, that is, the unreasonable stall owner will come out to set up a large number of ages, and the taste of the tofu brain is enough to make everyone who has eaten a repeat customer.

There is not much bowl of tofu, and the two have finished eating a few mouthfuls.

Fu Wutian took the bowl of An Ziran and the money of two bowls of tofu and handed it to the old woman. The old woman immediately said with a smile.

"Old woman." An Ziran suddenly stepped forward to the old woman who was preparing to go back to her wife. "Is there something I want to trouble you, I don't know if it is inconvenient?"

The old woman was a little surprised. "The son asked."

An Ziran handed a long-prepared jam into her hand and whispered a few words to her.

The old woman laughed. "Please rest assured."

"So, thank you!" An Ziran arched her hand.

"The son is polite, but he has a hand."

At the same time, the Huaizi River is on the other side.

After the end of the poetry meeting, a group of young talents clashed with each other and came to the river. I saw a beautiful lamp hanging on the riverside, and I was dazzled by the match.

"This year's lamp scorpion seems to be more than last year." A young man who looked like a handsome man stood with a paper fan standing by the river, watching the lights sigh and sigh, though, his eyes But I was staring at these lights, as if I couldn’t wait for a pair of eyes.

"I don't know if I can get a marriage this year, I really look forward to it!"

"Just you, wait a few more years."

"Hey, you look down on me, what's wrong with me, can't I be married? Don't think I don't know, although you didn't say it in your mouth, your heart is actually more hungry than me!"

"You are hungry!"

A man came out and interrupted their conversation. "Well, don't make a noise, hurry up and fish, or you'll be taken away."

Upon hearing this sentence, the two refused to squabble. When they turned around, they saw that everyone was in the middle of the lamp. Some people had already caught it. The two rushed to the past and then slowly picked up.

When it comes to fishing, there is something to be said here.

The majority of the girls who ask for marriage are made by themselves. The girl’s hand is more clever and there are many tricks. Unlike the lamps sold in the market, there are many kinds of lamps, but the patterns are repeated, so the patterns are repeated. If you want to know if the owner of the lamp is doing it yourself, you have to look at the pattern on the lamp.

After watching it for a while, some people picked up the favorite lamp.

The number of lamp cymbals is getting less and less, and those who have not picked up are anxious. For example, two people who have just bickered, their family is not very good, so I hope to pick a lady who is rich, but it seems Look, I always feel that this is good-looking, and I feel so good again.

This hesitation is slower than others.

"Hey, look, there is a lamp there, so ugly!"

At this time, a young man standing on the steps suddenly pointed to a light that slowly drifted across the opposite side. Under the backdrop of many beautiful lamps, the lamp looked really ugly.

Others looked up and saw an ugly duckling. The paper of the duckling was yellow. It seemed to be really the same under the illumination of the candlelight, especially its big mouth, which looked very funny.

"It's really ugly. Whose lamp is this?"

Someone immediately laughed and attached.

“Would you like to fish it up?” someone suggested.

"Okay!"

"Noisy!"

At this moment, a low-pitched sound like the afternoon of the stunned thunder suddenly sounded, and suddenly hit the hearts of the people, a few people were shocked, subconsciously turned around, when they saw the person talking, immediately snorted, It is not that they recognize each other, but that his momentum is somewhat amazing. At first glance, it is not ordinary people.

However, there are still people who are not convinced to jump out.

It was the youth who swayed the fan in the big winter. I saw him sullen and said: "Who are you, why stop us, don't forget, everyone has a chance to catch a lamp."

The man fell cold on him.

The shoulders of the young man shrank a little, but they didn't want to lose the momentum, still standing on their chests.

At this time, a gentleman and gentleman standing next to the man stood up. He looked more temperamental and more noble than the young man. He looked more extraordinary than the man.

"In this case, you can use your chance to pick up the lamp, but as you said, chances are only once, depending on whether you are willing or not."

The youth is stunned.

Of course he does not want to, he has been waiting for this moment for several months, how could it be wasted on the yellow ugly duckling!

He does not say anything, other people do not say anything, they are not the same as the men, the family is not particularly good, but by knowing some knowledge to stand here.

The ugly duckling finally floated to the shore when they spoke, but no one was interested in it at this time. Everyone ran to pick up the lamp, and with the lamp beside the ugly duckling being picked one by one, only it was left alone. On the river, it is particularly lonely.

The person who picked the lamp has begun to pull out the jam inside. There is excitement, disappointment, doubt, and hesitation.

Although some people hope to get the lamp holders of the rich, but they can't see the other's family background, this is the fate. People with courage can get happiness, but some people worry that the other is an ugly woman, so they have been hesitating. Not stopping.

The refined man standing by the river suddenly walked to the front of the ugly duckling.

The man also came over and looked at him and said, "Is there an interest?"

The elegant man smiled warmly. "It's really a bit of interest. So many beautiful lights, but the other side is picking an ugly duckling. I don't know what kind of woman?"

"In fact, I am also interested in knowing." The man suddenly said.

The elegant man smiled. "I know you will be interested too."

They are not looking forward to the Lanterns like everyone else, so it doesn't matter if the opportunity is not wasted. If you look at the ugly duckling and put it back into the Huaizi River, it will not have any effect.

The man then bent down and picked up the ugly duckling. There was also a cardboard jam inside. The man carefully took the jammed paper out and handed it to the elegant man.

The elegant man took the paper jam, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

"The owner of this lamp is really an interesting person. It seems that we have not used this lamp."