The annual meeting, as the name suggests, is a collective celebration held once a year.
During this period, major cities allowed street vendors to set up stalls on certain specific streets.
Many old objects, (in)tangible cultural heritage, snacks, etc. that many city dwellers have never seen will also appear at this time, feasting the eyes and taste buds of many city dwellers.
"Alright, you kids will just play for the last year!"
Lin Qing looked at the four children in front of him with eyes full of doting.
He even gave Jun Ziyue a special look, and the meaning needed no further emphasis: get along well with Qin Ran!
"Huh? By the way, why didn't Lanlan come with us?"
"Ahem... Auntie, Lanlan said she doesn't want to be a light bulb and is going to play with her classmates in Kyoto!"
Qin Ran explained that this was what he, as a brother, meant.
Without my sister as a light bulb, it is much easier for me to do things.
"Alright then! Go have fun! Be safe! You two siblings, take care of Shiyu and Qin Ran."
"I know, Mom!"
"Shouldn't he be taking care of me?"
"Yes, Yueyue, you're right! I will definitely take good care of you!"
“…”
…
"We're here! There are so many people!"
Jun Zimo pointed at the crowded "market" in front of him, feeling a little at a loss.
Because there were so many people, I didn’t expect this year to be so lively.
"Sister, Mumu and I are going to play! You can stay with Qin Ran! Don't get lost alone!"
After saying this, Jun Zimo winked at Qin Ran, meaning, "I've created an opportunity for you. Whether you can seize it depends on you!"
Qin Ran understood and made an "OK" gesture.
Mu Shiyu also clingingly held Jun Zimo's arm and walked inside.
"Um...Yueyue, shall we go in too?"
Qin Ran asked for her opinion, and if she really disagreed, there was nothing he could do.
Jun Ziyue is very sensitive to the word "Yueyue". Only some elders call him that. Even his own parents call him "Zi Yue"!
Although she had a slight resistance, she didn't say anything and walked in with her arms folded.
Qin Ran was also very happy. He had already accepted his invitation to attend the annual meeting, so he followed him happily.
"Selling candied haws, sweet and crispy candied haws! If they don't taste good, I won't charge you!"
"Selling New Year pictures! Selling New Year pictures!"
"Hurry, hurry, there's someone performing fire breathing!"
“…”
"It's so lively! Much more lively than the annual meeting in Shanghai!"
"Really? Isn't it because I'm with you?"
After hearing this, Mu Shiyu lowered her head shyly. It was indeed true.
When you are with the one you love, you won’t feel lonely even if you are on an isolated island.
“Selling sugar paintings!”
Passing by a sugar painting stall, Mu Shiyu was attracted by the sugar paintings on it.
There are various zodiac sugar paintings for you to choose from.
"How about it, little girl, do you like anything? If you don't like these, you can also order them. All you need is a picture."
The person who was speaking was a kind-looking old man. Looking at the sugar paintings he made, each one was lifelike. He must be an old craftsman.
"This year is the Year of the Dragon, how about buying a dragon?" Jun Zimo suggested.
"OK!"
Mu Shiyu reached out and took a sugar painting in the shape of a cute baby dragon.
"How about you draw one for me?"
Mu Shiyu suddenly had an idea.
"What? I want to draw one? If I were to draw with a pen, I'd be fine, but I really can't do it with sugar! If you really want this old man to help you draw, then ask him to do it for you!"
"Help me draw~ I don't mind you!"
Mu Shiyu held Jun Zimo's hand and acted coquettishly.
"Hiss~Okay then! I'll try!"
"Grandpa, can you teach me how to draw sugar paintings? My girlfriend insists that I draw one for her."
"Haha! Okay! No problem! Not many young people are interested in this these days! This craft is almost lost!"
I could see a kind of reluctance in the old man's eyes.
He really didn't want the craft passed down by his ancestors to be lost here.
So, next, Jun Zimo followed the old man to learn the most basic painting techniques.
"I think I know the basics. I can draw you something you want, but it can't be too difficult!"
Jun Zimo was also very unconfident in himself. He had only learned the basics and was putting it into practice. If he didn't speak well, it would be a bit of a blasphemy to this craft.
But who made my girlfriend want it?
"Then... just draw me!"
"This... is too difficult! How about trying another one?"
"No, I want this!"
"Haha! Young man, then draw! Your girlfriend is so beautiful, even if your skills are not good, you won't look ugly if you draw her!"
"Alright then! Don't blame me if the drawing is ugly!"
So, Jun Zimo started to draw according to Mu Shiyu. Although his skills were still not up to par, it was obvious that he was drawing very seriously.
Gradually, it attracted a lot of people to watch.
Mu Shiyu was even a little shy.
"Look at him, how much he loves his girlfriend, and look at you, you are such a loser!"
"Honey~ I want one too! Please draw one for me!"
"Wow, that guy who draws sugar paintings is so handsome, but it's a pity that he has a girlfriend, and she's such a beautiful girl, he can't compare at all!"
…
"Okay, it's a little ugly, don't mind it!"
Jun Zimo handed the finished sugar painting to Mu Shiyu. It cannot be said to be the same, but it is somewhat similar. From the sugar painting, you can tell that it is a beauty.
"Hey, thank you, husband!"
"Hmm? What did you call me?"
“Nothing… nothing!”
Mu Shiyu took the sugar painting and ran out of the crowd.
"Grandpa, I'll pay you whatever the price is!"
"Hahaha! No money! No money! I'm so happy that you can get so many people interested in sugar painting again. Consider it a gift from me to you!"
"That won't do!"
Not knowing how much it cost, Jun Zimo just spent 100 yuan.
It can be regarded as a support for this craft!
"Grandpa, I want to draw one for my girlfriend too!"
"I want one too! I want one too!"
“…”
After running out of the crowd, I finally saw Mu Shiyu on an ancient bridge.
She held her sugar painting above her head to admire it.
"Good on you! You're running so fast! Just wait and see how I deal with you!"
Jun Zimo hugged Mu Shiyu's delicate body from behind and tickled her.
"No~~~Hahaha~~~It's itchy~~~Stop it~~~"
"What did you call me just now? Say it again!"
"No! I won't scream!"
"Hahahaha~~~I can't take it anymore~~It's itchy~~~I was wrong, husband~"
"That's more like it!"
After hearing the answer he wanted, Jun Zimo stopped.
"Eat it quickly! It will get deformed if you keep it for too long!"
"I won't eat it, I want to keep it!"
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