MTL - Portable Space: The Peasant Princess-Chapter 1249 Qi Qiao Festival
Chapter 1249 Qiao Qiao Festival
At night, the crescent moon is like a hook and the stars are dotted.
The streets of Mocheng are decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the noise and laughter coming from the streets can be heard from a distance.
Various lanterns are drifting in the wind on the Liuhe River, and the sky is also filled with Kongming lanterns.
Gu Panxia and his group set up lanterns at a less populated shore and then returned to the street.
Since leaving Mo Mansion, the two children, Lu Xuefei and Lin Yuheng, have never taken their attention away from the sky.
“Mother, look, there are so many sky lanterns!”
An unknown family set off twenty Kongming lanterns at once. For a moment, everyone could only see the bright light from the Kongming lanterns, and even the stars in the sky were covered by this light.
Mo Xue said: "If I had known, I would have asked someone to bring some sky lanterns to put them up!"
She had let go of the sky lanterns in previous years, but every time they fell off right at the beginning. For several years in a row, she stopped letting go of the sky lanterns.
Mo Cheng whispered: "They are also sold on the street, why not buy a few?"
Mo Xue shook her head, "The sky lantern must be made by oneself to be sincere. If you buy something made by others, it won't work even if you make a wish."
Hearing this, Mo Cheng chuckled and took her hand to follow the others and continue walking forward.
There are a lot of people guessing riddles on the street. Gu Panxia and his party don't like to stay in crowded places, so when they see a crowd gathering, they will automatically avoid it.
“You’re a noodle maker, you only need ten cents a piece, you’re a good boy!”
There was a cry from the front, and Lu Xuefei pulled Gu Panxia's sleeve and said, "Mother, what is a noodle man?"
“Mianren?”
Gu Panxia followed the vendor's voice and saw a noodle maker's stall not far ahead.
There were not many people in front of the stall, only three or two.
Gu Panxia looked at Lu Xuefei and asked with a smile: "Does Xiaofei want to buy a noodle shop?"
Lu Xuefei’s eyes lit up, he nodded and said, “Yes!”
“Okay! Then I’ll buy one for you and Xiao Yuheng!”
She hugged the little guy and stepped forward. Lu Yuan, who was behind her, raised his thin lips and followed suit in large strides.
“Ma’am, do you want to make a noodle maker? For ten cents each, you can make whatever you want!”
As soon as he saw someone coming, the hawker spoke enthusiastically.
Gu Panxia said: "Well, pinch two for me, just two little boys."
"okay!"
The vendor responded with a smile, and his hands moved quickly. After a while, the two cute little fat boys were already pinched.
“Come, madam, it’s yours!”
Gu Panxia took it with a smile, and Lu Xuefei couldn't wait to reach out and take one.
After Gu Panxia paid the money, he continued to walk forward. Lu Yuan stood in front of the stall and said thoughtfully: "Can you make this according to someone else's taste?"
The hawker nodded, "Of course, who does this young man want to pinch?"
Lu Yuandao: "Pick me up with the lady who bought noodles here just now."
The hawker was stunned and said, "Who is it?"
Lu Yuan said patiently: "I just bought two children, the one holding the child."
“Oh! It’s that lady!”
The vendor looked at Lu Yuan with a smile, with a little ambiguity in his eyes.
Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Pinch it out, and if it looks like it, I will give you ten taels of silver."
As he spoke, he placed a certain amount of shining silver in front of the stall.
The hawker was surprised at first, then overjoyed. He nodded hurriedly and said: "Definitely, please keep the statue. Sir, wait a moment!"
This hawker was already very clever and had a photographic memory, but after a while, a man with a face who bore a striking resemblance to Gu Panxia appeared.
“Young master, please take a look. If you are not satisfied, I will…”
Before the hawker finished speaking, Lu Yuan had already taken the noodle from his hand and left without saying a word.
(End of this chapter)
