Feast of Flowers

Climbing up the moss-covered steps, Hua Jin smelled a sour, spicy and spicy scent. She turned around and looked around. She saw a cloth sign hanging at the door of a store with the words Spike Potato written on it.

Langya potatoes can be regarded as one of the special snacks of Shu Province, but as a native of Shu Province, Huajin has only been eaten once. This memory was too long, she vaguely remembered that she was eating slowly and very carefully, even the juice at the bottom of the disposable plastic bowl was reluctant to waste.

"Sister, come and taste the authentic wolftooth potatoes." The owner is a fat eldest sister. Seeing Hua Jin looking at her store, she greeted enthusiastically, "Eight yuan for a big bowl, I promise you you want to eat it. ."

Pei Yan squinted at the dilapidated and small storefront and did not speak, Hua Jin stepped forward: "Come two bowls, don't put them too spicy."

"So you are outsiders." The shopkeeper listened to Huajin speaking in Mandarin, and skillfully poured the sliced ​​potato chips into the oil pan. "Is it here for our honeymoon? We have a lot of old wine in the cellar, if someone at home likes it. Drinking, you can buy some express delivery to go home."

Honeymoon?

Huajin's brows trembled, who? She and Pei Yan?

"Unexpectedly, you outsiders would also specially buy the dragon and phoenix red umbrella. Now the younger generation has a car when they get married. This kind of dragon and phoenix red umbrella is basically useless." The shop owner said while turning the potatoes over, "The whole The old Chen’s umbrella craftsmanship is the most authentic in every street, but the price is not cheap."

Hua Jin had to explain with a smile: "You misunderstood, we are just friends."

The elder sister of the shopkeeper quickly apologized, and then embarrassedly explained the reason for her misunderstanding: "In the past, new couples got married and sometimes encountered rainy days, but it was unlucky to wear umbrellas of other colors. Therefore, if the family conditions are good, they will get married early Prepare two big red dragon and phoenix umbrellas, which means dragon and phoenix become immortals, and red clouds cover the top."

Umbrella homonym "disperse", some people will be more taboo about these in order to win good luck on the wedding day.

After listening to the shopkeeper's explanation, Hua Jin couldn't laugh or cry. She suspected that the uncle who had just sold the umbrella had misunderstood her relationship with Pei Yan.

The wolf-toothed potatoes are ready, and Hua Jin divided a bowl to Pei Yan: "I let the boss put less spicy, you taste a little bit."

Potatoes are hot and sour and taste good, but Huajin found that it is not as delicious as in memory. Perhaps there are things that have not been satisfied before, even if you get a lot later, it is difficult to get back to the original state of mind.

She turned her head to look at Pei Yan and saw that his face was flushed to his neck, and his eyes were glistening with water, and she was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

"Spicy." Pei Yan tossed the unfinished potatoes in the trash can, "Is that what you said to be less spicy?"

Flower brocade: "..."

Less spicy is already its biggest compromise. The non-spicy spikey potatoes will be expelled from the ancestral home.

The other party's lips were red as blood, and his eyes were teary, as if he had been wronged. Huajin looked soft, and bought a bottle of water for him in the nearby store: "Drink some water will make it easier."

Pei Yan drank half a bottle in one breath: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Hua Jin silently added in his heart: Serving beautiful women.

Holding a red oil-paper umbrella in each hand, the two of them remembered the words of the shopkeeper selling spike potatoes. They used their mobile phones to search for the nearby express site and sent the umbrellas.

Pei Yan didn't know why he left this thing. After hearing what Hua Jin said, "I'm here, I can't go back empty-handed", he really sent the umbrella back.

The rain has stopped, and the cool breeze has blown. Hua Jin's lips are still red when he sees Pei Yan: "I thought Mr. Pei was from Shu Province, and he should be very spicy."

"As early as the last century, my great-grandfather moved out of here." Pei Yan's tone sounded a bit lazy, the spicy one just now seemed to **** away most of his vitality, "How do I feel that you know better than me? The culture of Shu Province? Did you learn Shu embroidery and even Shu Province fell in love?"

"I was originally a native of Shu Province. I have lived in Shu Province for more than ten years. I must understand the living habits and dialects here better than you." There is a **** ahead, and Huajin walks very slowly, "I haven't returned in seven or eight years. The changes in Shu Province are great."

"Seven or eight years?" Pei Yan glanced at the dazzling face, "You have never come back. You live in a remote place and the transportation is not convenient?"

"Yes." Hua Jinman smiled carelessly. "My hometown is in a very remote village. The traffic was really bad eight years ago. I don't know how it is now."

Pei Yan walked forward in silence for a while, and suddenly said, "If you want to go back and have a look, you can accompany you on a trip when my ancestor worship is over."

"Thank you." Huajin smiled a little, "but no need."

"Really don't need it?" Pei Yan looked at Hua Jin, trying to confirm whether she refused politely or really didn't use it.

"Yeah." Hua Jin nodded with a smile, "Really not necessary."

"Okay." Pei Yan nodded, "Go back to my hometown tomorrow morning."

He didn't ask Huajin why he didn't want to go back, nor did he ask everything about Huajin's hometown, or even mentioned it again.

Pei Yan's hometown was in a small county under the jurisdiction of Jiangjiu City. After the two returned to the village, they were warmly received by the villagers. Hua Jin saw that Pei Yan took out a lot of books and medicinal toys from the trunk of the car and gave them to the elderly and children in the village. When he went to the incense, Hua Jin did not follow, but stayed in the village and asked some elderly grandmothers about decades ago.

I don't know that these old grannies don't want to talk about embroidery decades ago, they just want to know when Hua Jin and Pei Yan got married. Even though Hua Jin tried his best to explain that he had nothing to do with Pei Yan, and they just happened to be walking together, these old grannies still showed a smile of "We are here, we understand."

With this smile, Hua Jin had no choice but to give up the explanation. Anyway, the people here only know Pei Yan and don't know her. Let Pei Yan handle this misunderstanding by herself.

The people in the village kept boasting how good Pei’s family is, how much money they donated, and which processing plant in the county was invested by Pei’s family, it was almost impossible to put the four characters "Ten Perfect Sage" on the forehead of Pei’s family.

"Although Pei Yan's parents passed away early, but his grandparents are reasonable people, you will definitely not be wronged when you get married with such a family." The grandmother who was speaking had gray hair and looked a little thin, but she was in good spirits. ,dont you agree?"

What can Huajin say, of course he can only smile and say yes. Finally, I tried my best to finally turn the words to the martyr who died for the country.

"It was really difficult that year." Recalling that year, some older grannies still have impressions, but there are very few memories about embroidery. All they can remember is the hunger and panic during the war.

Huajin also took the opportunity to see an old grandmother's dowry, because the time was too long, the white pillow had turned yellow, the embroidered mandarin ducks playing in the water were very stiff, and the stitches were rough, like something made by ordinary embroidery workers. But the old lady was very proud, because there were not many brides who could use embroidery as dowry.

When Pei Yan came back to worship the ancestor, he saw Hua Jin and a few old ladies sitting around in the yard. The small table in front of her was full of melon seeds and candies, in a very pleasant posture. Looking down at his feet full of mud, he felt a little complicated inexplicably. As he approached, he could still hear several old ladies teaching Hua Jin how to make men more obedient.

It is said that the women from Shuyu and Chongqing are very good at cleaning up men. When I heard it today, they really deserved their reputation. Pei Yan felt that as a man, it seemed that he should not step into the absolute realm of women at this moment.

Fortunately, the village chief who accompanied him to the ancestral grave stood up bravely, interrupted the old ladies' on-site teaching, and greeted Pei Yan to sit down and rest.

Good-looking young men have always liked old ladies. As soon as Pei Yan sat down, the old ladies greeted him warmly, caring from head to foot. Young Master Pei, who was so majestic and prestigious outside, caused countless people to retreat, was unable to withstand the care of the old ladies, and finally escaped the enthusiasm of the old ladies 360 degrees without dead ends under the pretext of taking a look around.

There are many late-planting rapeseed flowers in bloom on the mountain, a large area of ​​golden brilliance, and a very strong fragrance. Hua Jin looked at the mud on the soles and sighed: "Mr. Pei, it doesn't count if you have mud on your feet. Will it be difficult to pull me?"

Pei Yan saw that Hua Jin was walking hard with small leather shoes on her feet, and turned back and walked back: "Go back."

"Don't worry." Hua Jin called to him, "Cauliflower is so beautiful, you can take a picture of me."

Pei Yan looked at her with a sullen face: "I'm sorry, I haven't had a girlfriend very much. Taking pictures is not good."

"It's okay, I don't dislike it." Huajin held her face in her hands, "Quickly, just shoot like this, it shows that my face is small."

In the end, Pei Yan took out his expensive mobile phone and took more than a dozen photos of Huajin before taking the person back.

At lunch, the village chief greeted Hua Jin to sit down: "This..." He turned to look at Pei Yan. He had been busy for most of the day, and he still didn't know the name of this beautiful girl.

Pei Yan looked up at Hua Jin, waiting for her to introduce herself.

"Hello, my name is Huajin, you can call me Xiaohua." Huajin smiled and said, "Excuse me today."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb." The village chief smiled honestly, "We are very grateful for everything the Pei family has done for the village. Today you can sit here, we are too happy to be too late, how can we bother. Your name is good, Fanhua It's beautiful, and it's blessed to hear it."

"Thanks to your auspicious words." Hua Jin smiled lightly. As for whether there is any blessing in the future, who knows.

When they left the village, Hua Jin and Pei Yan collected a lot of local products, even the back seats were full.

"The people in your hometown are so enthusiastic."

"It's normal for them to be enthusiastic to me, why are they so enthusiastic to you?" The country road is not very spacious, and Pei Yan drove the car very slowly.

"Maybe they thought I was your girlfriend?" Hua Jin sighed, "Unfortunately, my reputation as a single beautiful girl for many years was ruined."

Pei Yan: "..."

If this misunderstanding arises, whose reputation will suffer more?

The author has something to say: Pei Yan: Protest! We want equality between men and women. Who will protect the reputation of single men? !