"Master Qin, please enjoy your meal."
Qin Luo held the bowl that had been soaking in the water vat. He scooped out a piece of chilled rice cake with a spoon and put it in his mouth, praising with a smile, "Soft, glutinous and sweet, this chilled rice cake is so comforting to eat."
"It's so nice and cool."
Xuanqing and the others ate the cold rice cakes, and their originally sad mood improved somewhat.
After eating the cold rice cake, Qin Luo practiced boxing in the courtyard, stretching his muscles and gradually relaxing his body.
After finishing his morning exercise, Qin Luo approached Jiang Li and said with a smile, "Miss Jiang, thank you for inviting us to the Fire God Festival. It has been a fun and unforgettable experience."
Jiang Li pursed her lips, looking remorseful. "Master Qin, thank you. I will come to you no matter how far away you are in the future."
"Don't dwell on the past, look forward. There are still many people who love you around you. For their sake, you must live well." Qin Luo said with a smile. He and Hua Ying walked out of the courtyard, Xuan Qing carried the wooden stake, and Xiao Die held a palm-leaf fan.
The village held a celebration last night, and people are still asleep; it's a bit deserted outside.
Jiang Li and Jiang Nanxi followed them across the natural bridge. When they passed Goddess Peak, Qin Luo looked at the two sisters and said with a light laugh, "Let's stop here. If you really want to thank us, go and thank the Goddess. She helped us a lot last night."
Qin Luo bowed again towards Goddess Peak.
Xuanqing and Xiaodie followed suit, bowing with their hands clasped.
"We will meet again."
Qin Luo laughed loudly.
Jiang Li and her sister rubbed their eyes, watching Qin Luo and the others disappear into the distant mountains and forests.
“From now on, I will pray for Master Qin and the others every day until the end of my life.”
"Me too."
......
After autumn.
The rice paddies are covered with golden waves of wheat.
Despite the bright sunshine, a light drizzle fell, and Qin Luo and his companions walked along the ridges of the fields in the rain.
An autumn rain brought a chill.
The people in the fields all smiled.
Autumn is here!
Qin Luo reached out and touched the rain.
Hua Ying nodded. "Yes, time really flies. In the blink of an eye, we've gone from spring to autumn."
In the evening, they found an abandoned mud house in the mountains. Only one room had not collapsed. There was nothing of value inside, not even a broken bowl. Xiaodie cleaned the house, and Xuanqing gathered firewood.
At night, a fire lit up the dilapidated mud house, which was drafty all over. Hua Ying took out a few potatoes and threw them into the fire. Qin Luo took off his rain-soaked coat and held it close to the fire to dry it repeatedly.
Xuanqing and Xiaodie naturally didn't need to go through such trouble, but they also learned from Qin Luo to dry their clothes. After they dried their clothes, Huaying reached into the fire and took out potatoes.
The potatoes were burnt on the outside. Xuanqing blinked, wondering if they were edible.
Hua Ying tore open the burnt potato, and a delicious aroma immediately filled the air. She handed the roasted potato to Qin Luo.
"Thanks."
Qin Luo took the roasted potato, which was a little hot. He took a bite, smiled, and nodded, saying, "I've been eating too much meat and fish lately, and I miss this simple life."
"These two are yours."
"Thank you, fairy sister."
"Thank you, Sister Zi."
Xuanqing and Xiaodie imitated Qin Luo, eating roasted potatoes. "It smells so good! I didn't know you could eat it like this!"
Late at night, Qin Luo rested against a pillar, Hua Ying leaned on Qin Luo's shoulder, Xuan Qing hugged a wooden stake, and Xiao Die curled up in a pile of grass. Outside, the rain pattered softly.
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