Haiyan Heqing Four O’clock Days

  Chapter 63 [Jing Lian Xia Sheng] The big string is noisy, the sound of rain, the heat is hard to dissipate, and the lotus is still flourishing [Dashu·2]

  Walking in the drizzle from the summer heat,

  Cinnamon sour plums and slow cook.

  The firefly blows away for three days to rot,

  The fragrance burns for a long time.

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   Quite contentedly, he left the place where the old cake seller lived. Kyushu didn’t want to disturb the rare reunion of the old grandfather’s family.

The rain is still lingering, and Dashu obviously didn’t use its celestial force to stop the rain. After all, the rain is not heavy, and it is even hotter and humid under the influence of Dashu’s celestial force. Cold air.

  Furthermore, if the rain ceases, I am afraid that the heat will change to scorching, although the rain has not dissipated the heat.

  "Osmanthus and sour plum soup! Three yuan a cup, it tastes delicious and relieves heat!"

  Walking in the drizzle of the summer day, the humid air can convey the fragrance most, unknowingly, Kyushu was guided by the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus plum soup to the streets.

  This fragrance is even farther than the sound of shouting!

  Sure enough, there were many people who smelled the fragrance like Kyushu at the entrance of the shop.

  There is a big pot at the entrance of the shop. The owner is holding a long spoon with a handle of more than half a meter and stirring the brown-red plum soup in the pot.

  There are two thick layers of ebony plum in the bottom of the soup. The soup floats on top and the golden osmanthus is rolling in the soup. The mouth-watering sourness of ebony plum and the intoxicating fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus filled the streets.

  Waiting for Kyushu to line up to buy the sour plum soup, it was still the evening, carrying the sour plum soup to the forest, looking for a mountain stone to sit down, accompanied by the sun, tasting the sweet and sour plum soup in the mouth.

  Take a mouthful, the scent of osmanthus blooms in the mouth and rushes into the nostrils.

   Another bite, the sourness of the ebony plum is full of taste buds, which is mouth-watering.

  A cup of sour plum soup, the sweetness in the mouth, even the aroma when speaking, can not help but make people's minds unsatisfactory.

  Perhaps it is the sunset in the west, and it should be the sour plum soup that played a role. Don’t look at the sour plum soup that is steaming, but after drinking it, the whole body is refreshed, cool and pleasant!

  As the night falls, the stars in the sky are lit up, and the stars in the night sky and the lights in the world are connected in a string, as if to bring people's prayers to the ears of gods, and then sprinkle the blessings from Jiuxiao to the world.

  Fireflies emerged one after another in the surrounding grass, blinking and dancing, as if the stars on the horizon were falling down, lingering among the rotting grass, jumping in the forest.

  Meng Jiuzhou lives in a city in the land of Yanhuang. Except for books, Kyushu has only seen fireflies once when traveling to the beach with her mother.

  But only that time was enough for Kyushu to remember the appearance of the firefly.

  Fireflies are not common, let alone the flying fireflies. I guess there should be a firefly egg in a nearby haystack, and now they have hatched together and turned into a sky full of stars.

  Kyushu is finally confirmed. It is really possible to catch fireflies to illuminate night reading. Look at the forest, which is illuminated by fireflies, brighter than the street lights on the street!

  Kyushu is chasing the fireflies, running, running...

   ran from the mountain to the bottom, from this hill to the riverside.

  Run, run...

  Unknowingly, Kyushu ran out of the village, and several fireflies that Kyushu had been chasing mixed into another group of fireflies.

  Oh, that's not right! What kind of fireflies are there? What kind of incense are people lighting!

  Kyushu leaned closer to see, it wasn’t incense, but moxibustion.

The old TCM doctor in the village is doing three-volt moxibustion for the villagers, lighting up the moxibustion column placed on the body, a wisp of light smoke ignites, and when it leaves the moxibustion column, it rises vertically, and then swayed several times by the wind. Float into the air and spread out.

  The few fireflies should have felt the comfort brought by the moxibustion, so they stopped around and stopped running.

  Kyushumoto didn’t want to catch the fireflies and restrain their freedom. Seeing that the fireflies were no longer moving, he watched carefully.

  　Knowledge link: [related knowledge mentioned in this chapter (including some extensions)]

  　　 three summers

  　　①The rot grass turns into fireflies (in ancient times, it was thought that withered grass turned into fireflies, but it was actually because fireflies lay their eggs on the dead grass and hatched at this time)

  　　 Great Summer Customs

  　　① Burning incense (there are two ways of saying, one refers to praying and burning incense, the other refers to sanfu moxibustion, this article takes the second one)

  　　[Part of the information comes from the Internet, and is made by self-integration and interpretation]

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