The excitement of the Girls' Festival lasts until sunset. Many women release water lanterns and pray by the clear stream, while men can only watch from the side.
Su Liuer didn't want to join in the fun at first, but since Zhu Hongan had never seen a water lantern, she took him to see it.
One by one, the water lanterns were carefully placed on the water, and the slow stream carried the wishes of these girls away, as if they could bring them to the hearts of their loved ones.
You know what, it’s quite nice.
Su Liuer stood on the bridge, hugging Zhu Hongan so that he could see more clearly.
There are not many people on the bridge, most of them are gathered on both sides of the clear stream, which is an excellent viewing spot.
At this moment, under a tree, someone was looking at the scenery on the bridge.
There are dim lights under the bridge, and there is a slender figure on the bridge. The smile on her face seems softer than the moonlight, as if she has become a different person.
"Qingfeng, what do you think about the difference between this Girls' Day and the ones we celebrated before?" Jing Qingrong put on his gorgeous clothes again, tapping the folding fan in his hand gently on his palm, swinging the jade pendant hanging on the fan.
Qingfeng had already noticed where the young master was looking, but he naturally didn't dare to guess what the young master was thinking.
He just said in a very formal manner: "There are fewer people here, and there is no beautiful woman by the young master's side." If they were in the city, the young master would definitely be accompanied by a young lady.
"Do widows celebrate Daughters' Day?"
Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Married women don't celebrate Girls' Day."
Jing Qingrong nodded. He also thought that this was the case, but: "A widow's husband is dead, so shouldn't she be a single woman? They can remarry like other unmarried women, so why can't they live together?"
Looking at the figure on the bridge, he felt an inexplicable sense of injustice in his heart.
"Qingfeng is stupid." Qingfeng bowed his head. He really didn't know how to answer the young master.
Jing Qingrong suddenly smiled to himself, opened his folding fan gracefully, turned around and left.
Qingfeng couldn't understand his master, so he followed him silently. He turned around and looked at the bridge again, but Madam Su was no longer there.
Could it be that his travels and his understanding of the sufferings of ordinary people have made him a kinder person? Orphans and widows are indeed very pitiful.
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Su Liuer looked at the water lantern in her hand, confused. What did it mean?
Zhu Hongan asked Wang Po to take her aside to play. Now she was standing opposite Fang Yuanshan, holding the lantern handed to her by the other party.
The lantern has not been lit yet. It has a petal-shaped base and a small cube-shaped lantern on top. Inscriptions can be written on the pink silk cloth.
"Su, Madam Su, this is the lantern I made by myself." Fang Yuanshan didn't dare to look Su Liuer in the eye, but just lowered his head slightly to stare at the lantern in her hand.
Most of the lanterns released today were purchased, but some were made by men themselves for their loved ones.
This is Fang Yuanshan confessing his love to her!
Su Liuer suddenly felt that the lantern in her hand was hotter than a lit flame.
"Well, my son already has one, but it's for Girls' Day, so I have no need for this lantern. You made it so beautifully, don't waste it." Su Liuer handed the lantern forward.
Fang Yuanshan suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Liuer, his eyes firm and stubborn.
"I made this for you. In my opinion, you are no different from others. You can also celebrate Daughters' Day." In his heart, Su Liuer is just a woman, not someone's ex-wife or mother.
The night was hazy, and the lanterns hanging high above his head were not bright, but the boy's eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, too bright.
At this moment, Su Liuer believed in her heart that the boy really liked her. Although she felt that he might not understand what love meant, she had no right to deny a person's sincerity.
"I can accept this lantern." Su Liuer smiled slightly and solemnly accepted this warm gift.
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