I ordered to deliver the moon cakes, one for each person, but when they happily opened the moon cakes, they almost threw them away.
August 15th, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
skyline
"This... This is a moon cake? Why is it so scary?" Yue Lao looked at the wolf head with its mouth open and teeth bared on the moon cake, and almost dropped the moon cake on the ground in fright.
"This... dare to eat it?" Lao Jun looked embarrassed at the moon cake in his hand.
"Well... let the roaring dog eat it first." Erlang Shen, the god of war, handed the moon cake to the dog's mouth.
"… "
"… "
demon world
"What is Lao Qi doing?" Yin Ying wanted to bite the moon cake, but she couldn't keep her mouth shut.
"This old seventh, what tricks are you doing?" Yin Qi looked at the moon cake and put it on the table, not daring to speak.
"Seventh brother, are you going to let me eat him?" Yin Bai held his forehead and didn't know what to do.
"Where's the mouth from... Start from scratch?... No, no, let's break it open and eat... No, no, it's the seventh brother at this moment, so let's eat it later." Yin Zhuo, holding the moon cake, turned it over and over to watch.
"… "
"… "
Fox clan, Mo Bai looked at the moon cakes on the table, then looked at Feng Ting, the two looked at each other.
"you eat first"
"You first"
"I feel like eating my own brother." Mo Bai looked at the moon cake.
"Me too"
Hell
"what!… "
"What's the matter..." Qi Shang heard the cry of the little rabbit spirit, and immediately stepped forward and hugged the little rabbit spirit in his arms and asked.
"It... it..." Little Rabbit Jing sat on Qi Shang's throne and pointed to the moon cakes on the ground.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take a look." Qi Shang patted the little rabbit Jing's back, got up and picked up the moon cake on the ground and looked at it.
"Did he let me eat him?"
"Then eat it." Qi Shang said and broke apart the moon cake, took a bite and closed his eyes and said, "It tastes good, sweet, try it." Qi Shang broke a piece of the moon cake and put it in the rabbit essence mouth.
"No no no... You should eat it, I always feel that after eating this moon cake, it's like he's in my stomach." The little rabbit Jing covered her stomach.
In the eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers, the little monk looked at the moon cakes on the table, but he didn't dare to start, but Yin Chi, who was on the side, took a bite of the moon cake and looked at his original shape on it.
“Hmm… yes, it’s delicious”
"How can you carve your own image on the moon cake"
"Hey, look good"
"I feel like I'm eating you, let me eat it instead." The little monk took a bite from the moon cake without Chi's head engraved under the small plate.
Yin Chi looked at the little monk. He didn't tell the little monk. He decided that next time on the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would engrave the two of them on a moon cake mold, make moon cakes, and give them to everyone to eat.
The little monk ate the moon cake and looked at the moon in the sky, looked at Yin Chi and said with a smile: "The flowers are full of flowers and the moon is full, and people are reunited"
"Well, people are reunited"
The two sat under the flower pavilion and looked at the moon, ate moon cakes, and told stories.
Extra: Winter
In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, the outside is already icy and snowy, and there is still heavy snow in the sky. A gust of cold wind blows, and the dead leaves on the trees are scattered all over the ground.
The man at the foot of the mountain was wearing a thick cyan robe with a white cloak on the outside. The hat on the cloak was worn on his head and almost covered his entire face. Looking into the distance, he seemed to be waiting for someone. quietly.
Hearing the howling from a distance, a smile appeared on the man's face. Slowly the sound got closer and closer. In the snow, a gray-black wolf was running with four legs open, and only stopped when he was in front of the man. After calming down, he turned into a human figure, hugged the man and stuffed it in his wide fur coat, wrapping it tightly.
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home, why did you come here?"
"waiting for you"
"Silly Clear"
"You're stupid too." The little monk hid in Yin Chi's arms, smelling his unique smell, and said in a muffled voice.
Yin Chi smiled and walked back with the little monk, leaving the footprints of the two behind him.
Back in the cave, the little monk patted the snow on Yin Chi's body and helped Yin Chi untie the black cloak on his body. Yin Chi's dishonest hand squeezed the little monk's waist.
"Don't make trouble"
"Hey, Qingqing's face is so cold that it's so pretty."
The little monk ignored him, hung up his clothes, and added charcoal to the brass brazier. On the small stove on the table was the wine warmed by the little monk, and Yin Chi got a cup and drank it.
"Qi Shang is ready to get married at the beginning of next year." Yin Chi sat next to the brazier and hugged the little monk.
"It's OK"
"You, they didn't go this time and they asked you."
"Has the gift been delivered?" asked the little monk, holding Yin Chi's waist and leaning against Yin Chi's chest.
"Send it, that bunny will miss you"
"They've been through catastrophe, right?"
"Well... that's right." Yin Chi put his arms around the little monk and kissed him on the forehead.
It is cold in winter, and the little monk is most afraid of the cold. In winter, the little monk likes to hold Yin Chi. One night, he was lying on the bed. The little monk said it was cold. Addicted, sometimes I will take the initiative to tell Yin Chi that he has turned into a prototype and let him hug him for a while, but Yin Chi quits. At night, as long as the little monk shouts cold, Yin Chi will hold the little monk and exercise for a few times. After Yun Yu moved, the little monk no longer shouted to make Yin Chi a prototype.
It was very dark in the winter. The little monk went to cook early. Yin Chi sat on a chair and tossed the night pearl to play. One missed the night pearl and fell on the ground and rolled under the bed. He shook his head. Helplessly, he got into the bed and picked it up. While picking it up, he came across a small and exquisite wooden box. It was something he had never seen before, and something he had never seen in the cave in his memory. Curiosity drove Yin China. Out of the box with an unknown number of layers of ash on it.
The box is very small, only the size of two palms, with patterns engraved around it, and a small concentric lock on it. Yin Chi squeezed it with his hand, and then applied the method, and the lock was opened.
Unpacking the box, Yin Chi originally thought it was hiding some rare treasure, but he saw a familiar ebony box with three letters under it. After seeing these, he clearly knew what it was.
The ebony box was originally given to the little monk by him, and he naturally knew what was inside. The envelope at the bottom was a letter he wrote to the little monk back then. After so many years, the letter was well preserved. He thought it might be because This ebony box, this box is the ebony wood used to collect the sun on the western side of the sky. He was punished by the Tathagata for listening to sutras and chanting Buddha because of this box. Rare.
Hearing the footsteps outside, Yin Chi hurriedly took out the contents and put them behind the bed, and stuffed the box under the bed.
"What are you doing?" The little monk came in with the food tray and saw Yin Chi bent over, pouting his butt and reaching under the bed.
"It's okay" Yin Chi took the beads and got out from under the bed, blowing the ashes on his hands.
"Go wash your hands and eat," the little monk said, putting the steaming plate on the table.
Yin Chi stuffed the pillar into his arms and went out to wash his hands. When he came back, he saw the little monk sitting at the table waiting for him.
"Come here"
Yin Chi smiled and took out the night pearl in his arms and put it aside, the candles on the table were still burning.
"It's almost New Year's Eve, let's go down the mountain tomorrow to buy the New Year's goods." The little monk put the mutton soup in front of Yin Chi.
"Well, buy some more. This time they all clamored to come to us for the New Year, so I agreed."
The little monk thought about it, and since the beginning of winter, Yin Chi has not allowed him to go out, saying that he is afraid of freezing. Even if there is something wrong with Beihuang, Yin Chi will go back on the same day and will not spend the night in Beihuang.
"Alright, it just happens to be lively and lively. There will be a lantern festival at the foot of the mountain. You can take them to see it."
"Well, I'll listen to you." Yin Chi drank the soup while holding the bowl.
Yin Chi likes to drink the mutton soup made by the little monk very much. He has to drink a big bowl every time, which is the best way to warm up in winter.
After eating, Yin Chi washed up early and lay on the bed, holding the three letters and the ebony box to look at. The Buddhist beads and holding beads in the box are all there, and the beads are smooth to the touch. The letter in the envelope may have been read many times, and the bottom of the letter paper is a little torn.
When the little monk was lying on the bed after washing, the bed was already warm by Yin Chi, Yin Chi hugged the little monk and watched with the letter.
"How to get it out"
"Um"
In fact, there was only one letter that Yin Chi wrote to the little monk back then. One of the last two letters was a blank piece of paper, and the other had only the word "you". Whatever you say you don't want to play.
"I thought you threw it away long ago." Yin Chi put down the letter in his hand, hugged the little monk and kissed it.
"never"
Yin Chi didn't speak, and held the little monk's hand tightly again.
"Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow"
"Good, good, go to sleep." Yin Chi put the quilt over the two of them, turning over and pressing on the little monk.
"Don't make trouble..."
"No trouble..."
"You... you can't take it lightly..."
"Ok ok... tap tap..."
Later, a shy voice came from the quilt, the snow was still falling outside, and the cold winter couldn't cover up the enthusiastic people.
In the middle of the night, the snow stopped outside, and the two of them were lying on the bed without any clothes on. Yin Chi hugged the little monk sideways in his arms, talking in his ear, the little monk answered with his eyes closed and humming. Yin Chi wrapped the little monk tightly.
"Qing Qing... Qing Qing..."
"Um?"
"When we played in the human world before, there was a saying in the playbook: I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together forever. Today I also want to say to you, I hope that we will hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son, never parting or abandoning."
The little monk listened to the words in a daze, his heart was full of tenderness, he turned his head