There was a lack of entertainment in ancient times, and even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ancients had very few entertainment activities.

Generally, people drink and chat in groups of three or five, or invite a few friends with the same interest to recite poems and essays on the moon, but more often they sit with their families and chat and enjoy the moon.

Today, the interest is in full swing, so Yang Fan naturally also had a few drinks. After three rounds of wine, the dishes were five flavors, and it was two minutes after the Xu hour.

If it was a weekday, I had already seen darkness at this time, but today a full moon gradually jumped out.

The moon was like a golden plate that had just come out of the furnace, shining brightly, but soon turned into a large white disc.

The full moon hangs high in the horizon, sprinkling bright moonlight on the ground, as gentle as a veil.

The clouds in the sky are light, the wind is light, and the moonlight is beautiful, and a picturesque scroll appears in the deep blue night sky.

After a while, the moon became more round and beautiful!

From time to time, white clouds floated by in the sky. The moon suddenly penetrated into Sister Yun's arms and talked to the stars for a while, which seemed very naughty.

The moon is round and the world is round!

In a pavilion, laughter like silver bells came from time to time.

"Young Master, how did Fairy Chang'e end up? Is her life in the Heavenly Palace good?"

When I looked closely, four or five slim women sat in a circle in a small pavilion.

If someone who doesn't know thinks he has entered the Kingdom of Women!

The person who spoke was Xing'er. At this time, she supported her chin with her hands and raised her head, looking at Yang Fan with curious expressions.

Wan'er, who was covered with little stars next to her, also looked obsessed.

It turned out that after dinner, Yang Fan led everyone to the Pavilion Courtyard.

As a modern soul, of course, we cannot sit and watch the moon, so we slowly tell the story of Chang'e flying to the moon.

Such stories are folk tales and rural legends at this time, and they rarely hear them.

Therefore, as soon as the story was told, everyone listened with relish and intoxicated.

He picked up the tea to moisten the throat, but Yang Fan did not rush to answer.

I glanced at Wu Meiniang and Wu Shun, who were sitting on both sides of the left and right, and felt happy, and even the sorrow in my heart was much less.

Yes, before I knew it, I had a huge family in the Tang Dynasty and became their backbone.

The memories of the past will gradually be buried deep in the heart over time.

At this time, Wu Meiniang was nourished by love, completely different from the young girl. Her pretty white face was red, and her face was filled with sweetness and happiness.

Wu Shun was still as quiet as ever, constantly peeling out various fruits (sunflowers, peanuts, etc.) with her white little hands.

But from time to time, he collided with Yang Fan's eyes, and his little face suddenly seemed charming, but he quickly lowered his head shyly again.

Looking at Xiao Douding who was comfortable in his arms, Yang Fan was a little amused and crying.

This place has become the exclusive place for Xiao Douding, and it has become the full-time dad of the Tang Dynasty.

With a slight smile, Yang Fan picked up the peanuts peeled from the table and fed them into Xiao Douding's pouty mouth. He swallowed the peanuts into his stomach with a few creaks.

Xiao Douding, who had never eaten peanuts, squinted her eyes and said cutely: "Dad, this thing is so fragrant! Minyue likes to eat it very much!"

"But Dad hasn't finished telling the story of the fairy sister flying to the moon just now? Did she live on it? Why can't Minyue see her?"

After saying that, Xiao Douding looked at the moon with a puzzled look on his face. His cute appearance made everyone giggle.

Mrs. Yang sat aside, looking at her daughter and son-in-law opposite her, and her heart was full of hope.

What a harmonious scene. I really hope that such days can continue.

Such a warm and stable life was unimaginable even when the Samurai was alive.

Since she was taken to the Yang Mansion, Yang has no worries or concerns in her heart. She is in a good mood and gradually shows a hint of noble lady's attitude.

It turned out that the white black hair gradually turned black, and the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes also decreased a lot.

But thinking about it is true, after all, she is only in her thirties. If she were in her later generations, she would only be an older young woman.

Seeing Yang Fan's eldest daughter blushing and occasionally looking at her second daughter, who was moistened with red face, Yang felt satisfied and at ease.

But when he saw his mother teasing her eyes, his two pretty faces, which were as beautiful as flowers, were suddenly covered with clouds, full of shame.

Wu Shun thought that he had changed several underwear in the afternoon and couldn't help but lower his head in shame, while Wu Meiniang thought of Yang making a big pot of chicken soup to nourish Yang Fan and the others, and his face was red and clouds flying.

Of course, Yang Fan also saw Yang's meaningful eyes, and he didn't want any man to hug him left and right.

But this matter has to be taken slowly. As the saying goes, if you are anxious, you can't eat hot tofu. You have to treat Wu Meiniang first.

He didn't want to be like the original time and space.

She admired the two delicate flowers sweetly, and the corners of her lips were a little dry. In order to divert attention, Yang Fan quickly continued the topic:

"It's good if Minyue likes to eat it. In fact, there is no Chang'e on the moon, and there are no other creatures. It's just a piece of barren land."

This made Wu Meiniang excited and asked with interest: "How do you know? Have you ever been there?"

The other women also raised their ears and looked at Yang Fan with anticipation.

In their opinion, the moon is the heavenly palace and belongs to the fairy world. The origins of many myths are related to the moon.

Now Yang Fan said with a certain expression that the moon was just a desolate place, and of course they wanted to get a glimpse of the truth.

Although I don’t know if there are any such things as immortals and gods in this world, based on Yang Fan’s cognitive scope, at least no other creatures were seen on the moon in his previous life.

Of course, if there are really immortals and gods in the world, it is naturally impossible to discover them with general technology.

From the moment, Yang Fan has never seen a fairy god. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly:

"Actually, I guessed it, but if you have the chance in the future, it is not impossible to go and see it."

Yang Fan's words shocked Wu Shun and others, and they opened their mouths wide and were full of shock.

In their opinion, the moon is out of reach and belongs to the place where the immortals live. How could they climb up to the moon?

Unless they can become immortals, they will become saints!

Among the girls, Wu Meiniang thought the most, and her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

Since the old talisman Yuan Tiangang criticized Yang Fan's life, Wu Meiniang has thought a lot.

People at this time still believe in the saying of fate.

I once wondered whether my husband was reincarnated by the immortal god or the immortal god descended to earth.

After all, from Yang Fan's style of acting and his perspective of looking at things, they are incompatible with the people of this era.

Many times, I also took out things I had never seen before, such as peanuts and sunflowers on the table, and many daily necessities in the house.

She arranged the purchase of the cost of the house. She was sure that she had never bought such a thing, and she had never seen or eaten it.

Therefore, these things must be obtained by my husband.

Judging from her cognitive scope, there is really no other possibility except for the immortals and gods.

As for the fact that Yang Fan might be a fairy god, she felt not fear, but rather a burst of excitement and excitement.

This is also the reason why she was eager to fulfill her family as soon as she returned to Chang'an. She was afraid that Yang Fan would abandon her.

So even though Yang Fan said that she might be able to go above the moon in the future, she was not surprised at all, but instead looked admiration and trust.

Yang Fan, regardless of Wu Meiniang's inner drama, was even more impossible to say that he had traveled through time from later generations.

So he could only say vaguely: "Don't think about those illusory things. Come on, try these fruits. There is nothing sold in the Tang Dynasty..."

Wu Meiniang looked thoughtful and smiled slightly with her cherry lips.

Wu Shun and the girls picked up the fruits on the table, enjoying the moon while tasting them, and laughing like silver bells from time to time.

The smiles of the girls were like flowers blooming, and even the silver moonlight shone a little dimmed, which made Yang Fan, who was beside him stunned.

But I also know that the burden on my body is heavier.

*******

The Imperial City is in the Zheng Hall, with lights flashing and crowds everywhere.

More than a dozen desks are placed together, and there are various dishes and desserts on the desks.

The desk was filled with people, including many beautiful women, not many children.

Many eunuchs and palace maids stood by their heads down, constantly updating the dishes on the table.

I saw a figure who suddenly stood up on the table, holding the wine glass and singing drunkenly: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine..."

A good word is really a good word.

After singing, I raised my head and drank the wine in the glass in one go.

Looking at the drunken Li Shimin, Changsun Wugui angrily said, "The second brother is so disobedient, everyone is watching!"

Li Shimin smiled and said indifferently: "Guanyin maid, I am happy today. It doesn't matter if I drink more. However, thank you Guanyin maid. The dinner was arranged so richly. I have never been so luxurious since I ascended the throne!"

Changsun Wugui smiled with grace and luxurious smile and replied:

"I have no management skills, so I have to keep my majesty tightly. Even the palace banquet is rarely held. Because Zhongyi Bo, the palace treasury is full this year. I dare to make such arrangements. I have aggrieved my sisters. I haven't spent the autumn evening together for so many years."
To be continued...