Chapter 314 Wishes
Ji Qingbai looked solemn and continued: "In Daheishan, if this kid Mo Hua hadn't helped, our family might not have survived."
“Later, Ji Li was chased by Sin Cultivator and almost died, but it was Mo Hua who saved him.”
“There are also Lu Diansi and Kong Sheng who died in Heishan Village. Although I don't know what happened, I also know that it was Mo Hua who was helping.”
"Not to mention, he drew so many formations for the demon hunters. Without those formations, the weapon refining shop and the alchemy shop would not be able to be built, and it would be much more dangerous for the demon hunters to go into the mountains to hunt demons... "
“Because of his formations, the life of the casual cultivators in Tongxian City has become easier, so that we can have a stable place to live, and the two children, Ji Li and Fu Lan, can get married..."
Mo Hua couldn't resist, so he took the tea and drank it awkwardly.
Bai Zixi thanked her and sat under the big white locust tree, eating small bites. After a while, she asked Mo Hua in a gentle voice:
“How is this wedding cake made?”
If I asked my husband, he would definitely not tell me.
Mo Hua also nodded in agreement. This wedding cake is really delicious.
Mo Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Uncle Ji, you are serious."
Mo Hua originally thought that this 'wedding cake' was just one of the commonly used pastries at wedding banquets, and everyone would have it, but after returning home, he realized that only he had it.
Liu Ruhua couldn't help laughing.
“Wedding cake?” Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised.
Liu Ruhua nodded and said, "This is the intention of the young couple, and it can be regarded as a wish."
Mo Hua was surprised, "Is it so expensive?"
Bai Zisheng, who has never been a big fan of cakes, also ate a piece and nodded in praise: "It's so delicious."
Ji Qingbai drank too much and repeated his words of thanks during the day like a wheel. Ji Li was a bit introverted and not good at words, but the look he looked at Mo Hua was full of gratitude.
Before he could ask any questions, Mr. Zhuang knocked him on the head.
Mo Hua couldn't hold back his curiosity... In the end, he couldn't hold it back anymore, his eyes brightened slightly, and he whispered: "Sir..."
The more Ji Qingbai spoke, the more emotional he looked, and he said resolutely:
Bai Zixi's eyes brightened slightly.
Mo Hua quietly observed it and determined that Mr. Zhuang's reaction was that of someone who couldn't laugh or cry.
Mo Hua nodded, "I wish you harmony and a happy marriage."
Mo Hua thought for a while and shook his head, "It seems to be gone."
This way he can have more fun while eating.
Mo Hua smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Sister Fu!"
“I don't know...it's very complicated anyway.”
Liu Ruhua couldn't help but laugh, "It's better to wish for this kind of thing in advance."
She glanced at the cake and asked, "Have you tasted it?"
The mountain breeze blows gently, ruffling a pool of water, smoothing the tender grass, and wandering among the mountains while holding the quiet scent of a locust tree.
“There are also Dahu and the others...”
Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a while, but in the end he did not refuse Mo Hua's kindness. He tasted a piece and nodded slightly:
“But my mother won't do it.” Mo Hua added.
Ji Qingbai was very happy and drank a lot of wine. Ji Li and Fu Lan also held hands, with smiles on their faces.
Mr. Zhuang's tone was not reproachful, but rather helpless.
Fu Lan smiled happily when she saw Mo Hua happily accepting the gift.
Mo Shan excused himself: "Brother Ji, Mo Hua is still young and cannot take on the responsibility..."
“Uncle Yang, Commander Yang, is the commander of the Taoist soldiers. It is probably difficult to find a Taoist partner...and Uncle Zhang has already given it to him, so naturally I have to give him one, so I can't be partial..."
Bai Zixi took another bite of the wedding cake, raised her head and asked:
“What do you wish for?” Mo Hua was a little confused.
There is a story!
Mo Hua was stunned. He rarely saw Mr. Zhuang showing such an expression.
Liu Ruhua handed the ink painting to her again, but Liu Ruhua couldn't resist, so he tasted a piece and couldn't help but nodded:
“It tastes really good. This girl, Fu Lan, is really ingenious.”
"Elder Yu...he already has two sons, forget it..." "Zhang Lan and Uncle Zhang, although they look romantic, they are still alone. They are quite good people, so give him one too."
The guests and hosts exchanged glasses of wine and had a good time. It was not until late in the evening that they dispersed.
“I tasted a piece.” Mo Hua said.
Liu Ruhua couldn't help laughing, "Of course you have to eat the pastries. This is your sister Fu Lan's wish. Don't waste it."
“There is also Mr. Zhuang…”
“Mom has eaten it, so this piece is for dad.”
Bai Zixi was startled, with doubts in her eyes, "Why?"
“Yes.” Mo Hua nodded.
The wedding cakes are beautifully packaged and heavy.
Bai Zisheng was lying on the grass, flipping through the book boredly.
Mo Hua wanted to ask, but was too embarrassed to ask.
“Don't ask what you shouldn't ask.”
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Bai Zixi stretched out her white little hand, took out a piece of pastry from the box, and handed it to Mo Hua, "Let's eat together."
There are three people, Mo Hua and Dahu, and a table called Daping Dazhu.
Happy cakes are rare, and Mo Hua also hopes that everyone will be happy.
Liu Ruhua said: "Wedding cakes are made by the newlyweds themselves and given to the most distinguished guests. The process is very complicated and the materials used are very particular. Most monks may not be able to taste a wedding cake in their lifetime. "
There are some who simply think the wedding cake is delicious, some who are grateful for the ink painting blessings, some who have complicated expressions, and of course some who can't laugh or cry...
The banquet was festive and noisy, with wine and meat on the table, rich and delicious.
Ji Qingbai insisted: "Although he is young, he has great achievements and can afford it."
After leaving the bamboo room, Mo Hua gave the other half of the wedding cake to Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
Mo Hua's face was a little red, "Am I still early?"
“Then shall I still eat it?” Mo Hua hesitated, “Should I put it away and hide it?”
Mo Shan also smiled helplessly.
A few friends were having a lot of fun, feasting and being full.
But regardless of asking, Mo Hua is very curious.
Mo Shan still wanted to refuse, but Ji Li and Fu Lan had already brought the tea to the ink painting with serious expressions.
Mo Hua couldn't help but think that it would be great if everyone could always be so peaceful and beautiful.
Liu Ruhua blushed and laughed, "You kid..."
Mo Hua smiled.
When Mo Hua was about to leave, Ji Qingbai took Ji Li and Fu Lan to see him off in person.
“I wish you a happy harmony and a happy marriage.”
“Will Aunt Liu do it?”
“Then I wish you and dad a happy harmony.”
tasty!
Mo Hua muttered and made arrangements for everyone.
“This cup of tea must be served!”
Mr. Zhuang was startled and his expression changed several times.
Mo Hua was a little hungry after running around for a day, so he took the cake and started eating it too.
“Grandpa Feng should not find a wife, but he should also give him a try.”
“Wedding cakes have special meaning and can only be eaten by monks who are married.”
Fortunately, after drinking tea, there were no longer so many polite words. Mo Hua also breathed a sigh of relief and went to eat happily.
“Oh.” Mo Hua wisely stopped asking.
Eating a piece and feeling a little happy is enough.
The next day, Mo Hua visited Tongxian City and gave away wedding cakes.
Ji Qingbai then smiled and said:
"Mo Hua, you are the benefactor of our family. No matter what happens in the future, as long as you open your mouth, we will be willing to go through fire and water."
Hands of ink paintings were given in a circle, and at the end there was a small half. He packed it in a wedding box and gave half to Mr. Zhuang.
“Have any of you gotten married recently?”
“Master Chen has been a bachelor all his life, let's give him one to see if we can help him find a wife…”
“It tastes really good.”
It is both fragrant and sweet.
He felt that this pastry was so precious that he was reluctant to eat it, so of course he had to keep it.
"Oh." Mo Hua nodded. Although he was a little reluctant to part with it, he still took out a piece and took a sip, his eyes lit up.
Mo Hua took a piece and handed it to his mother, "Mom, you can try it too."
Fu Lanze gave Mo Hua a wedding box:
“Here is a 'wedding cake', which I made with my own hands. If Brother Mo doesn't mind, take it back and try it.”
Then he looked at a large box of wedding cakes and began to think about how to distribute them.
The rest of the cakes and ink paintings were given to Bai Zixi.
Liu Ruhua shook her head and said with a smile: "Mom is already married, so there is no need to eat."
“Sir, would you like to try it?” Mo Hua said.
The wedding cake looks ordinary from the outside and is soft and waxy in the mouth. After biting into it, there are various fillings inside, and the taste is mellow and rich.
Mr. Zhuang was about to say something else, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the red wedding box and the word "囍" on the box. He looked confused for a moment, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
Mo Hua and Bai Zixi, two handsome children, sat under the tree, eating wedding cakes quietly.
Snow-white locust flowers are floating above my head, and a bright red wedding box is placed in front of me.
(End of this chapter)
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