The tea of the top rich is dotted with cinnamon, jujube, dried tangerine peel, clove and pine pulp, and the tea is also newly planted with finch tongue and Longjing. The hot-water page takes the dew on the lotus leaf, and Chen Xue on the plum blossom carefully cooks it to half temperature.
Refreshments are also colorful: jiaozi, a small crab with a yellow crab and a black leg and a pig's buttocks, fried on both sides in golden color, with a mouthful of juice overflowing; Thick soup boiled with puffer fish bones, two or three fish balls hammered out from the meat of perch on three sides of the Yangtze River, and two local tender asparagus soaked; Kamikiri shredded bamboo shoots in Shushan, Jinhua ham and mushrooms, steamed and preserved with old hen soup, and made into balls the size of jiaozi; There are all kinds of fashionable and precious fruits, such as candied lychee in Lingnan and bayberry with a big baby fist in southern Zhejiang. Common melons, fruits, pears and peaches in daily life are the freshest and sweetest. Gouge them into balls and make things clear.
Never has a poor family entered the pool by the side of the pool. The last big bowl of tea is by no means the water boiled by straw stalks on the street, but the tea soup rolled by newly dried jasmine flowers mixed with half a spoonful of honey. The roughest snack is also the delicious Osmanthus Jelly newly made.
In this way, it has been hectic for nearly fifty years. Suddenly, one day, the water level in the biochemical pool dropped by more than one foot overnight. In the palace, there is no water in the small pool where the culvert passes. Qipin county magistrate hurried to the water's edge, and seven or eight young catchers hurried down to the water's edge. Three people fell and were never seen again. Four people who went down to fish for the body only saved a fool who couldn't swim. There are only many bones on the legs of people who have left their lives. Even a skilled person like me can't separate the flesh and blood so cleanly.
The metaplasia pool has become a demon pool, and the big willow tree, which has been standing in the water and embraced by two people, has also changed from a sacred tree to a demon tree. The spirits buried under the pond tree are also called evil spirits and ghosts.
At that time, the bath was closed and the palace was demolished to the ground. From the four officials of the Ministry of Industry to the nine sesame officials of counties and counties, there are rumors that the emperor is immoral. Over the past 50 years, the living water that has benefited one side has been filled by the people, the willow tree has been uprooted, and the roots have shed a lot of blood. Even the few slender willows originally planted by the pool were cut down.
When Zhao Wansheng and Li Cuihua were born, Tan Cheng was already a small place on the map where no marks could be found. People who know the pool of metaplasia have turned to dust and experienced several cycles, some of them have become cattle and horses, and some have passed away.
A hundred years ago, there was a willow forest by a shallow pool. Summer breeze blows, thin wicker flutters with the wind, like a round fan swaying in the hands of ladies, more like a handkerchief used by prostitutes to attract clients, which makes people feel itchy and itchy.
Li Cuihua's home is only 200 meters away from Liushulin. The girl has a pair of charming almond eyes since she was a child, and her eyes are full of waves from time to time. In the 1920s and 1980s, Liu's slender waist and strong wind shook hands with Ying Ying. Ten fingers are like shallots, hands are soft, and skin is like jelly. If the arch eyebrows are thin and pin pin, and the abdomen is small and small, even the fairy sister can't look so good if the face is pink and the face contains spring.
Li Cuihua is not only outstanding in appearance, but also good in temper. He has been smart and capable since he was a child. He has done fine sewing and cooking, and he has never been distracted by studying at home.
Neighbors said that the hard-working Lao Li raised such a daughter only because of her ancestral grave, and beauty was the life of her early wife. Ordinary people who marry this girl are even luckier.
When Li Cuihua went to study in the provincial capital, many male students in the school talked to her in different ways, holding the moon everywhere. The so-called my fair lady, a gentleman is good, there are always some people who don't know it, don't look in the mirror and feel that they should be a gentleman, a gentleman who guides the country and finally wins the beauty.
Miss Li's mind is not confused, and she doesn't care about her apprentice's rhetoric and a brute stupidity. I secretly promised Zhao Wansheng in my heart. Zhao Wansheng was a little silent and slightly dull. Just because my daughter's family is poor, I have been afraid to confess, but I often find excuses to ask Wansheng to borrow some books he likes to read.
You don't know, romance and borrowing things are the best opportunities to develop feelings. The so-called borrowing and returning can be familiar with each other in the long run. If you borrow music from a book that the other person likes to read, you will have the same language and become like-minded friends. Take the opportunity to invite you to eat more meals, and it is probably a good thing for young people to see more movies.
Although Zhao Wansheng doesn't like to talk, he is a very active person at heart. How could he not catch the olive branch thrown by Li Cuihua? Therefore, during their college years, they had a friendship. When assigning jobs, he secretly found someone to do something, and then he was assigned to a new town with Li Cuihua.
This day after work, Zhao Wansheng came to the gate of the first weaving factory again, with several novels that Cui Hua loved to read in his bag. Xu held a meeting in the factory and waited for a long time in vain, but he didn't see the urging words.
Zhao Wansheng couldn't help worrying. He caught several passing women workers and didn't ask for any news. He just said hello to his uncle, crouched at the door of a reception room, and leafed through novels in the sunset. I was fascinated. When Li Cuihua patted him on the shoulder, Wansheng was reading the story of a pair of men and women revolutionaries who died for their country, which made him shudder.
Looking up again, it's getting late, the heat of the day slowly fades with the setting of the sun, and the evening breeze brings a bit of coolness. In the late summer evening, Zhao Wansheng actually felt a little bleak. It was completely dark when we reached the long embankment on the bank of Jinshui.
Under the dim moonlight, a layer of white fog floated on the Jinshui River. The fog spread straight and penetrated into the moon. On weekdays, the moonlight in Ming Che is like vaporization at the moment, intertwined with fog, and even the wind crossing the river is slowed down by the layers of fog and moonlight.
The willow branches on both sides of the river are slowly rippling in the water mist, and even the willow branches can't help but gently twist their waists.
The riverbank is inexplicably long and seemingly endless tonight, but this kind of long riverbank is the most beneficial to young people in love. They can't wait to walk side by side as long as possible, as long as there is a casual hand in hand, it is best to have a casual hug.
Zhao Wansheng's little finger gently stroked Li Cuihua's delicate hand from time to time. If it weren't for fear of being seen and Li Cuihua being shy, he would have put it in his hand and rubbed it.
The warmth from Cui Hua and the long fragrance blowing in the wind mixed with faint sweat made Zhao Wansheng feel refreshed, his heart thumped and his nakedness swelled slightly.
In the dim moonlight, Li Cuihua looks more and more beautiful. It's good to see that Zhao Wansheng thinks this graceful girl is the only one in the world, and everything is quiet.
In fact, today's Jinshui River is really quiet. There is no lover's whisper behind the willow, no wind blowing on the willow branches, and even the cicada's chirping has stopped.
Li Cuihua has a faint palpitation, and the breeze tonight has made her a little cold.