Chinese Almanac Master Chapter 43: [One more]

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"Last time I asked you if you liked me, you answered that I don't know... Then let me tell you, you like me, New Year's Eve..."

"...Don't lie to yourself anymore."

The indulgence on the night of the first day of the new year, Xiao Nanzhu used a more direct way to change the relationship between New Year's Eve and himself from a simple working relationship between Lishen and Li teachers to a more ambiguous lover relationship. After all, he is almost 30 years old. If he and the young man in his early twenties hesitate and try to guess, he really has no patience.

And just as Situ Zhang said before, once he has something happy, it will show on his face, so once the relationship with New Year's Eve is confirmed, his whole person is much more energetic than before. Like the business that came to the door these days, he took the initiative to give others a good fortune and also accompanied by two auspicious words. This is what Xiao Nanzhu, who had a temperament not much better than a donkey, did not have this. Kindly. But in every respect, New Year’s Eve is very much to him. If he could have more time to be together in such a relationship, he would be very happy, even though for some reason they did not make the last step that night. However, in a short period of time, Master Xiao Dali, who had tasted all the different things, didn't seem to want to let New Year's Eve spend the night alone in the calendar.

"Tomorrow will be the Huachao Festival. Hua Chaojun is an old friend of mine. He has always had a gentle and proper personality. He is different from the Qingming child, so the teacher does not need to bother too much..."

The damp waist-length hair hung on his shoulders. At the moment when he was lying on the side of Xiao Nanzhu talking on New Year’s Eve, when his red shirt was half faded, his expression seemed a little tired, but because his face was not always So it's not obvious. Speaking of him, he has stayed at Xiao Nanzhu for several nights. Except during the day, when other Lishen came to work, he would leave as usual, and he would show up at night and then stay for the whole night. This is because Xiao Nanzhu's initiative request, and on the other hand, on New Year's Eve, he also wanted to have more time to spend some time with Xiao Nanzhu.

Such words are naturally not raised on New Year’s Eve. After all, even the words that he promised to try with Xiao Nanzhu that day, he said it under Xiao Nanzhu’s half-forced circumstances, Xiao Nan Zhu didn’t care about New Year’s Eve, his temper that softened when he saw him. He only thought that no matter how he looked at it, he was very cute. Holding a kiss is the most appropriate enjoyment. At this moment, I heard that I was talking to myself on New Year’s Eve. Xiao Nanzhu, who was still expressionless, turned his hands on the Yi Zhou Yi, and glanced down at him. Seeing his sleepy look on New Year's Eve, his cold face was flushed, and he couldn't help but curl his mouth. Said with a smile,

"In fact, it’s not too much trouble. City b was flying back and forth from here. If it weren’t for the Forbidden City Museum’s private message on Weibo, I asked me to see it in person. Actually, I don’t have to go out this time. But since Hua Chao is a serious traditional festival, it will definitely be very soon to have him follow me..."

While saying this, Xiao Nanzhu threw the old book in his hand on the bedside. On New Year’s Eve, he subconsciously moved to the side, thinking that he was going to sleep. Seeing this, Xiao Nanzhu He cocked his mouth in a playful manner, and then took the initiative to lift his hand away from the half-open red dress on New Year's Eve, and slowly groped his hand along the firm and pale flesh of New Year's Eve.

"Hey, I really don't want you..."

The lips seemed to touch each other, Xiao Nanzhu said so as to embrace the cold and stiff body on New Year's Eve, with a hint of complaint in his voice. After hearing the words on New Year’s Eve, he froze for a while, and after subconsciously squinting his eyes to respond to Xiao Nanzhu’s kiss, he looked reluctantly for a moment as if he had become as dependent on his teacher as Anian. He lowered his voice before returning in embarrassment. sentence.

"You will be back soon..."

"Where is it fast?"

Hearing this, Xiao Nanzhu frowned unpleasantly. Xiao Nanzhu felt that he had said something wrong as soon as he scowled and spoke on New Year's Eve. His nervous reaction, Xiao Nanzhu, felt more and more. There are thousands of tender emotions in my heart. After all, with such a coveted guy by his side, he just looked at him every day and felt comfortable, and thinking like this, Xiao Nanzhu soothed and kissed the end of his eyes on New Year’s Eve. Recalled in a low voice, a little sincere,

"When I was young, I thought about the Chinese New Year every day, because at the 30th night, the old lady would make a lot of delicious food and get the New Year's money. After taking the New Year's money, I can invite Situ Zhang to the game hall. I can still buy a lot of gadgets that I want to buy... At that time, I didn’t know that the New Year’s Eve was called New Year’s Eve. I didn’t know that it was you on New Year’s Eve. I thought it would be nice if I could stay there every day. And now... I think so too..."

Speaking in a low voice the most straightforward love words, Xiao Nanzhu, who has always been indifferent and accustomed to him, had never taken the initiative to others like this before. After speaking, he felt a little numb. But watching New Year’s Eve with his bright red eyes lifted up and fixedly looking at himself, he left everything behind, just thinking that it would be best to coax this awkward experience to happiness. Regarding Xiao Nanzhu's love words, after pursing his lips on New Year's Eve, which was immediately stunned, he suddenly embraced Xiao Nanzhu's shoulders and kissed him deeply as if he was about to swallow him into his belly.

The strength on New Year’s Eve is too strong, and Xiao Nanzhu always feels weird that he wants to kill himself in this situation. This is in sharp contrast to his soft attitude towards himself, but Xiao Nanzhu is quite pretty. Useful. After all, he likes the docile character and the body of a beast. Even after trying to be with New Year’s Eve, he realizes that he can be so emotional and indulgent, but fortunately it’s not too late, he still has a lot of time. Being able to understand him better, and thinking like this, Xiao Nanzhu seemed to kiss his sweaty forehead on New Year's Eve happily, and then closed his eyes and sank into this pleasant night without scruple.

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The Flower Dynasty, the festival controlled by the King of the Flower Dynasty. In ancient times, it was also called the Flower God Festival and the Hundred Flowers Birthday. It is one of the 22 traditional festivals in China. It usually comes in mid-February of the lunar calendar. Favored. Because after the startling sting, the land is full of spring, and all kinds of flowers grow new buds until February 2 and the weather becomes warmer. At this time, people go to the countryside to enjoy the flowers together, which is called outing; the women cut five-color paper and stick them on the flower branches. , It is called reward red.

Such an elegant custom was once widely spread in the Jiangnan region of our country. Because this is a festival to commemorate the birthday of Hundred Flowers, it has a long history throughout Chinese history. It was first published in the "Book of Tao Zhu Gong" in the Spring and Autumn Period. There are records that the Huachao Festival at that time corresponds to the Mid-Autumn Festival. One is for viewing flowers and the other is for viewing the moon. It can be regarded as the third most important traditional festival after the Mid-Autumn Festival on New Year’s Eve. However, after the Song Dynasty, the Flower Festival gradually shifted to Decline, and the next few dynasties almost disappeared. In modern times, except for some ethnic minorities, the Hua Dynasty Festival is celebrated as a regional festival. This once prosperous calendar **** has been weak enough to even the most ordinary The calendars of God are incomparable.

I heard about this Lishen on New Year’s Eve. Xiao Nanzhu felt a little emotional for a while. After all, if he hadn’t been engaged in the occupation of Huang Lishi himself, he hadn’t heard that there were such things as the Hua Dynasty. An existence, this situation is actually very sad for a festival that has enjoyed countless offerings and blessings, and for a festival, the most sad and helpless thing is just being gradually forgotten and eventually disappeared.

"Master Li, in Xiahua Dynasty."

Angrily bowed like this, Hua Chao has a cool and beautiful face like plum blossoms, and his clothes are as pale as red but not very old. His body has a light floral fragrance. , Just like his name, is a graceful and elegant character like a flower god.

Because the calendar **** and the New Year’s Eve itself have been in friendship for thousands of years, Xiao Nanzhu also subconsciously treated him a lot, and he also heard that it was one of the few who had changed his temperament after hearing the New Year’s Eve. Lishen still keeps contact with him, so with a bit of selfishness, he has to treat his friends on New Year’s Eve as friends, and thinking like this, he is already sitting in the private plane lent to him by Zhang Chi and playing with his head down. Xiao Nanzhu of the mobile phone told the Hua Chaojie in front of him about the work he was going to do in city b.

"B City Museum borrowed a batch of cultural relics from the British Museum a few months ago. They said they were borrowed. In fact, they were all robbed by our country. Among them, there are criticisms of Ru kiln celadon from the Song Dynasty. Each is worth □□, but when it was on display, the museum found that something was not right in the museum..."

Speaking like this, Xiao Nanzhu took the opportunity to raise the phone, and the screen of the phone showed a picture of the broken porcelain in a transparent cabinet, but there was nothing wrong with it. Looking puzzled and not understanding, Xiao Nanzhu smiled at the corners of his mouth and explained,

"The cabinets are all locked, and the bullets can’t be penetrated. The keys to open the cabinets are also managed by special management. Without human touch, they were broken for five consecutive times in the past half month. , I heard that strange noises will be heard in Yanxi Palace, which is responsible for exhibiting celadon at night, and if these cultural relics are allowed to explode like this, the person in charge of the b city museum will go crazy..."

"In your opinion, the calendar teacher, what kind of evil is this?"

Frowning, he asked. Hua Chao knew that since Xiao Nanzhu was willing to go and see in person, he must have already had an idea in his heart. His power is limited, but in the end it is a traditional festival, and he can still deal with those evil spirits. Some of them, and seeing that Hua Chao said so, Xiao Nanzhu, who was suppressing his smoking cravings on the plane, didn’t shut it down. He coughed and leaned his back on the seat, then spoke slowly,

"When I heard that in the past, people would take auspicious words to drive away taboos as long as they did something bad. However, this homophony was cleverly used, leaving a blessing but also letting go of evil. If you go to a new one, you will have to hit the ground if you fall, and if something breaks, it will be called Sui Sui Ping An, but this Sui Sui Ping is auspicious..."

"Then the broken pieces of peace, didn't they just run out?"