After the Cold Eating Festival, Xiaonan candle work was temporarily relaxed. Li Zhonglin was in the hospital for two days. After coming out, he went to the city news to calm the people's emotions. Le — Wen

This economic talks was attacked by unknown thugs, although apparently quite serious, but, to be honest, there were no specific casualties. Xiao Nan candles and the establishment of the Party Festival, the three of them controlled the situation on the scene to the maximum extent possible. Many people with uncontrolled emotions were just knocked out, so they didn't get hurt much afterwards. Plus, according to the confessions of the personnel on the scene, what was behind this inevitably involved some divine ghosts, so the relevant departments simply did not look down according to the Party's practice, and put it on Li Zhonglin, which means that one organization was weak, and the other leaders naturally didn't blame much.

Xiao Nan's candles didn't care about these things either. Eight difficulties and too old are now in his hands. He can't escape if he wants to escape. Although the two great evil things may not seem very auspicious, they will be of some use to him in the future, so he didn't sentence them to death either. Just let Cold Food and Qing Ming look at one and leave it for later. However, this Officer Peng asked about this while he was at his house for dinner, and Xiao Da Li, who often pretended to be a fool, shook the cigarette he was clamping on his finger, then opened his voice.

“I'll be there that day, just because I see the unequal razor blade to help each other, why do I need it? Well, thank you too, Peng Dong, come and try the New Year's Eve craft...”

Hearing Xiao Nan candle, I couldn't help but cough slightly on New Year's Eve, because Peng Dong came to eat today, so I deliberately changed into a normal person's costume on New Year's Eve, but without the red clothes that burned people's eyes, the long-haired man in the more simple home clothes still had an unforgettable look, and since Xiao Nan candle and himself introduced the man to him, Peng Dong, who had not dared to lift his eyes, looked at the two friendly men sitting opposite him, so loud he lowered his head with his mouth.

He and Xiaonan candle have known each other for many years. He has had everything in the army before. But he never thought that Xiaonan candle likes men. Although such things are not horrible in this era, putting them on Xiaonan candle is a little unbelievable.

He was still wondering if Xiao Nan Candle would seek stability in a few years to find a beautiful, gentle girl to marry and have children, but who wanted to be so sudden, Xiao Nan Candle brought the man named New Year's Eve to his face. Although he was such a beautiful man, he had never seen him before, but when he thought of his most respected and admirable teacher Xiao had so many people he liked, Peng Dong suddenly lost some.

He was always happy to see the Xiaonan candle again some time ago. The things in it were complicated, a memorial to the years he had lived with for a long time, and an emotion he never dared to speak of. After that, Xiao Nan candle made him help things he tried to help. He was more concerned about all of his Peng Dong than anything else. He was in love more than 20 years ago. He knew he didn't like Xiao Nan candle, but it was something he couldn't explain himself.

However, after learning today that Xiaonan Candle finally found someone suitable for him, Peng Dong was sincerely happy for him. After all, when Xiaonan Candle mentioned this man called New Year's Eve, he was honest and sincere, even though his tone was casual, and this was enough for Peng Dong, who had only briefly fantasized about Xiaonan Candle in his heart, to let him give up completely.

The complex emotion in the young man's heart in front of him was in the eyes on New Year's Eve, but because the source of the emotion was not malicious, so he didn't say anything on New Year's Eve. He just glanced at Xiaonan candle next to him with a helpless look, and Xiaonan candle, after returning a laughing look, only when he knew nothing from the beginning to the end, would put his hands under the table and pinch New Year's Eve.

Feeling Xiaonan candle intent, he didn't want to say anything more on New Year's Eve. Before that, he inevitably thought a little too much because Xiaonan candle often carries a feeling of contamination from other people. However, Peng Dong is a rare, straight-hearted and simple person. The fiendish qi around him also comes mostly from the outside world, not from himself. After working in the police post for so long, he has not been influenced too much to maintain his principles. And so he thought, from New Year's Eve, when he has not spoken much, he picked up the public chopsticks placed at his hand and carefully clipped the chopsticks to Peng Dong.

“You eat more. ”

Some of the peace resembles the eyes of the elders who looked at the younger generations. In a flash, they melted away the gloomy and condensed face of New Year's Eve. His appearance became more and more glamorous. On New Year's Eve, he had the original spirit of God. Every move was naturally elegant and charming. The dishes in Pengdong's eyes almost choked out, but he even nodded. He ate several more bites of food as soon as he listened, and on New Year's Eve when he saw it, he laughed so rarely that he almost cooked several more dishes for Peng Dong.

Looking at all this in his eyes, Xiao Nan candle helplessly smoked the corner of his mouth, but eventually nothing was said. After all, his family calendar was good. After all, he was naturally overwhelmed with love. He couldn't harden his heart to animal children or even people like Peng Dong. Until after this meal, he sent Peng Dong downstairs to work this afternoon. So the little police officer in police uniform obviously had something else to say to him, and Xiao Nan candle in the eyebrows began to be somewhat unclear. So, however, soon Peng Dong measured Xiao Nan candle with some unsettled eyes, and then frowned at his authentic passage,

“Brother Nam, in the future, you can definitely go out and play with those people like Zhang Lai again. I think Brother Cheung is very good, and sincerely for you, you should cherish it, otherwise I will definitely call him to reveal you...”

“Eh, you son of a bitch! ”

When Xiao Nan candle was smoking, he was going to smoke him. Peng Dong saw the police cap snap on his head and ran away with a smile. After sending him into the police car, Xiao Nan candle smoked alone for a while before returning to his home. He saw that New Year's Eve was on TV and it looked like it was spring and night last year. Xiao Nan candle with smoke stood beside the door thinking about his own affairs.

The ancient literature expert Yang is still not looking for a ditch of 56, so Xiao Nan candles want to go through the past and study it later, but he can't find the seal method. The first three buildings, broken, and he tried to come here a few more times himself, but it feels more and more proficient. Plus, he also intends to rebuild the heads of some of the traditional festivals that have disappeared, so as to find a breakthrough that can solve the problem of the rapid passage of time on New Year's Eve, so the next weekend, he started experimenting with the specific use of the building technique at home.

China's most traditional festivals originally numbered 22, respectively New Year's Eve, Xinzheng, Road God, People's Day, Upper Yuan, Flower Dynasty, Upper Yuan, Qingming, Dragon Boat, Heaven , Beggars, Cold Eating, Middle Yuan, Middle Autumn, Volkswagen, Chongyang, Lower Yuan, Social Day, Asian Years, Lahao and Little Years. Nearly half of these traditional festivals have now disappeared altogether, and it is not necessarily clear even to the elderly.

Because the traces of its existence have been completely forgotten, so once Xiaonan candles want to regenerate and rebuild them, it is necessary to move some minds. Just a few days close to March, there is a festival. However, over a hundred years ago, the previous festival has completely disappeared. Now Xiaonan candles have gone through the old Yellow Calendar and asked many calendar gods carefully to know that the previous festival is now the beginning of March 3. However, since the last festival disappeared, the forgotten and clean calendar god has no interest in Xiaonan candle's proposal. On the contrary, there is a perfectly sincere and fearful look. The Xiaonan candle can be seen as helpless.

“I... I don't know, I'm a junior, I have so many juniors a year, I'm a common junior... how could I be a traditional festival! Master... please don't scare me... I can't, I can't..."

Dressed in a cold and simple cloth, this junior three spoke and shivered as he spoke. His ordinary face was heavily inferior and timid. He slipped on his feet with a pair of his own grass shoes and looked down at his toes like a shrinking quail.

Because after the last holidays completely disappeared from the world, it was destined to be such a pathetic and unlucky junior year, usually with nothing to remember. This is the destiny that many traditional festivals will face after they disappear. Everything goes back to its origins and becomes a humble and pathetic existence, completely forgetting the significance of its existence, no matter how many years, and if Xiao Nan Candle itself did not deliberately look in many ancient books for the reasons for the last festival, it would be a little hard for him to believe that this was the famous "People's Day" in the history of China.

In seven days, seven species of animals were created. In order of each day, the first day was chicken day, the second day was □ □, the third day was sheep's day, the fourth day was pig's day, the fifth day was cow's day, the sixth day was horse's day and the seventh day was man's day. These seven days are arranged according to the heavenly dry order of acetylene, acetylene, and the subdivisional sorting method of Son Ugly, Daochen, in the middle of the afternoon, is called "People's Day", because that day also happens to be the birthday of the legendary Mother West, so in ancient times, people have to celebrate and enjoy the carefully crafted seven treasures, plus the festival then detached from the blessings of the ancient gods, representing the people of the world, nature is also prominent and unique.

According to New Year's Eve recall, he had seen the birth of the festival with his own eyes. At that time, the crown of the monarch in Chinese clothes smiled. A small black mole around his eyes was remarkable. Since it was a human day in itself, he was born to like to be close to mankind on the last festival. He also aspired to the beauty of mankind, but at the end of the day, when he was completely forgotten by mankind and forced to disappear, he did not complain too much, only one day before his eyes found New Year's Eve blush, he then surrendered to the red clothes, word for word, and experienced a slow opening.

“I was born by man, and now I am dead. It is not strange that the sky is heavenly. I only hope that there will be no protection from me. There will also be a smooth rain in the world, Wugu Fengden...”

—— "As for the suffering of the world, after that, we have had to work with all the gods... so much effort. ”

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