Chapter 224 (2/2)

In the face of holding his cheek, a small jade white wrist appeared from his sleeve, and his eyes seemed to converge into the bird's nest of lights. Mo xingle didn't think about it at the moment, held his breath, and still felt that his forehead was sweating“ This... ”

”No?” The bird's nest drooped its eyes and expressed disappointment.

”I...”

Dali Temple secretary, who had always been quick thinking and knew everything, was speechless at this time. He was even more in a hurry when he saw the bird's nest disappointed. When he was ready to break the jar, a little girl came over and pulled the bird's nest skirt, which attracted the bird's nest to look at her and said, ”sister, a scholar brother asked me to give you this letter.”

The little girl is eloquent and makes clear the identity of the person who sent the letter.

The bird's nest took the letter with a smile and said thanks. He took out the pine nut amber candy wrapped in glutinous rice paper from his sleeve and handed it to the little girl with a few Wen. She let her choose for herself. She watched the little girl bite her fingers and get tangled. Finally, she couldn't resist the temptation of sugar. She grabbed the amber candy, opened the glutinous rice paper and urged the bird's nest to read the letter quickly, so that she could go back and reply to the scholar.

When she opened the letter, she understood what was going on at a glance, and deliberately read: ”what evening do you see this beloved. Zi Xi, Zi Xi, why is such a good man? ”

”Brother Xiucai also said that if you are interested in reading the letter, please go to the second floor of the teahouse.”

Mo xingle is suddenly stiff. Today is the Lantern Festival. ”Since the dawn of the night, men and women are confused”. The flow of people is like weaving, and the lanterns shine on the Iraqi people. It is the most easy time to fall in love at first sight. If you look at it, you can boldly express it. The bird's nest is young, charming and dignified. Anyone who sees it will be moved, not to mention the old man in his thirties - a great sense of crisis is coming to him. If he doesn't hurry up, if the bird's nest goes to another house, he will have a lonely life.

no way!

He wanted to say no, but he was not qualified to decide for bird's nest.

”Well, bring me a message.” Said the bird's nest. Mo xingle pretends to eat dumplings, but pricks up his ears. The skin is tight and the atmosphere is afraid to go out. The bird's nest glanced at Mo xingle, ”so you have your own wife and Luo Fu has his own husband. Have a nice evening. ”

The little girl repeatedly recited the poem and ran into the teahouse to reply.

The sudden crisis and the sudden emergence of the sun made Mo xingle make up his mind, ”wait for me here and I'll be right back.”

“？” Bird's nest watched him go to the stall owner. I don't know what he said. He persuaded the stall owner to make room for him. Mo xingle picked up his sleeves. The stall made dumplings instead of yuanxiao. The fillings used were different. The fillings of dumplings were relatively single, focusing on the taste of one ingredient. The fillings of Yuanxiao included sesame, walnut and sweet scented osmanthus red bean sand, Mix well with sesame oil, compact and knead the stuffing into solid balls, and then dip in water to start shaking the dumpling stuffing. The dark dumpling stuffing rolls in the white glutinous rice powder, and gradually stained with different colors. In the end, it can be seen that the white dumplings are not white, just like the dumplings, and they are cut black.

It's not easy to shake the Lantern Festival. He practiced at home for a long time. His mother and grandmother said to move fast, work hard and evenly. It's easy to say. It's not the same thing to do. When shaking the Lantern Festival home, even the servants are bitter and don't want to eat... He finally found the feeling and pretended to be a teacher.

Make the Lantern Festival and then tie some holes on it with bamboo sticks to prevent oil splashing when you go down the oil pan. When the Lantern Festival in the oil pot is golden and there is a circle of small bubbles on the surface, it is picked up to control the oil. When the Lantern Festival comes out of the pot, there are bursts of oil fragrance. It is no surprise that people who smell it will think of that delicious crisp feeling.

”Boss, give me a fried... Eh, Lord Mo?”

Smelling the smell of fried yuanxiao, the people who came to look at the golden balls in the oil pan for the first time. The taste drifted from here. They were salivating. They paid to find that the ”boss” was not ordinary people, but his colleagues! I couldn't help staring, ”Lord mo... Why are you here?” Selling Yuanxiao at the Yuanxiao night market?

Are you short of money? Shouldn't it? Or do you want to investigate the case, so pretend to be a hawker? My colleague made up his mind, glanced left and right, nodded seriously: ”I understand, I understand.”

”I just borrow the boss's oil pan, your yuanxiao.” Mo Xing was happy to see him misunderstood and didn't intend to say more to avoid complications. He quickly tied a few with bamboo sticks and dressed them into a string. Then he handed zongzi ye dangtuo to his colleagues, paid the money with one hand and the Lantern Festival with the other, and Yang Yang drove him away.

In fact, my colleagues are still curious. Mo xingle's reaction is not like handling a case. They haven't gone far. Mo xingle skillfully tied a string of fried dumplings and handed them to a woman. From his position, they can only see their side faces. Mo xingle is very nervous. He can feel his tension all the way. This guy will go to the imperial examination together with him. The imperial examination will be easy, Without the dignity of others, who is this woman sacred to subdue Mo xingle?

Seeing the woman looking at the fried lantern string in her hand, she looked at Mo xingle as if she hesitated. With his encouragement, she took a small taste and showed a simple smile. She seemed to have thousands of stars in her eyes, and then nodded slowly.

”Ow - bird's nest! Lady! ”

”Oh! Mo xingle, you put me down quickly! ”

The voices of a man and a woman came back and forth. One was so happy that he said he would invite passing guests to eat yuanxiao. One was angry but more shy. There was the collision sound of a bench falling to the ground. His colleagues were so surprised that their eyes stared out——

The Dali Temple secretary, who had been single for 30 years, succeeded in catching up with the happy person on the Lantern Festival.