"Here you are," Anan rushed over, blushing and stuffing a gardenia into my hand, "begging for clever use." My face was so hot that it could steam out.

"Why give it to me?" I asked stupidly.

"I'll give it to you-"Anan turned around and ran away, as if President Gao was chasing him. Anan is the son of President Gao. If he doesn't jump up and down one day and break two tiles and trample a few seedlings, he must be ill. Every evening, neighbors take broken tiles and so on, and run to the school to "chat" with President Gao. After "chatting", President Gao took a small bamboo branch and went all over the village looking for Anan.

President Gao wears glasses and looks gentle. The aggressive look really doesn't coordinate with him. The villagers like to watch President Gao get fierce. It is possible for the fierce headmaster Gao to sit at their dinner table and sip a pot of rice wine together.

"Actually, I can't blame Anan." Everyone in the village advised President Gao, "The grapes are hanging on the roof, and the golden pumpkin is blooming. How can the boy hold back? When we were children, who didn't neglect the tiles on the roof of others? "

That's true. The kitchen houses in the village are all built short and covered with straw and tiles. The housewife inserted a grape branch in the back of the house and ordered two golden pumpkin seeds. The vines and pumpkin vines spread to the roof, blossoming and bearing fruit, and the good taste was hidden on the roof. Jin pumpkin flowers is sweet to suck and tastes as good as grapes.

Anan is not greedy, but usually his partners beg him.

Grapes should be kept purple, and Jin pumpkin flowers should be kept with pumpkins. You can't move casually, but those children under the kitchen are greedy.

They all went to Anan and said, "Anan, the grapes in our house are absolutely edible. They tasted very sweet last year. Let's pick some and try them. My dad's stick is much thicker than President Gao's small bamboo branch. If you stick it down-"At this point, everyone who speaks will have a cold war." Besides, if your dad drinks rice wine, he will definitely forget about hitting you when he goes back. "

With so many families in the village, Anan is very busy. I didn't expect that he had time to send me gardenias.

My face is even hotter when I think of gardenia.

Today is Tanabata.

Begging for cleverness on Tanabata is a custom left by ancestors. In the evening, the girl put gardenias in her braids, threaded needles in the moonlight, and asked the Moon Goddess to give her ingenious blessings. The old man said that wearing gardenia made the girl's mind clearer.

On this day, gardenias are sent by boys. However, it's subtle who sends gardenia to whom. This gardenia is a bit like the meaning of the Valentine's Day greeting card that President Gao led us to draw.

At that time, I only received a Valentine's Day card from Junhui. A Nan's Valentine's Day card was sent to his mother.

Actually, Anan and I have a good relationship. We were deskmates and took part in a math contest together. Those competition questions are interesting to argue about. We beat the table and jumped into the chair to argue.

"Here you are!" Unexpectedly, Anan came back and stuffed a hard thing into my hand. "My sister's, remember to return it to me tomorrow." He ran as fast as usual.

I held out my hand and it turned out to be a hairpin. My hair was cut into an ear-long mushroom head by my father. It was short, and there was no place to insert it with gardenia, so I had to pin it on my hair with a hairpin.

This Anan has even been careful.

"Anan-come out!" Far away came the voice of President Gao. I heard him talking to someone in the front room. "It's Tanabata today. It's none of his business. A boy also went to pick gardenias. Just pick it. He picked a tree and said he wanted to pick the best one! You say, should I scold! "

"Ha ha-"The neighbor's uncle laughed.

I looked at the gardenia in my hand and remembered that Anan picked one, threw it away, picked another, threw it away ... I seemed to see his careful selection and couldn't help laughing. I am a little funny and a little sweet when I think of the word "selective".

two

"Yanzi-"Mom is calling me.

"Ah-"I took the flowers and ran to the kitchen.

"There-"Mom put the earthenware pot down from the top of the stove and pouted at the cupboard. "The gardenia in the porcelain bowl was raised with water and was sent by Junhui's mother. It was said that Junhui picked it for you to use. Ah-you picked flowers yourself. "

I gave a vague answer, and my face was warm.

Junhui, that silly boy!

The relationship between Junhui and me is known to everyone in the village. He went fishing, and the villagers asked him who he was fishing for. He said honestly, eat one for himself and give one to Yanzi. This guy!

This is only my mother's fault. Our two families are close to each other. At that time, we were still suckling dolls. She and Junhui's mother negotiated to book young marriage for us just for fun. From an early age, they taught Junhui to be nice to me. Junhui, too, is foolishly obedient.

On Dragon Boat Festival, he will give me zongzi to eat. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, he tore off a page from his exercise book and wrapped a moon cake for me. Usually there is something delicious, and he always saves some for me.

This is not the "good thing" that my mother did. Picking wormwood, catching shrimps, and so on, she likes to call Junhui to accompany me, saying that she wants him to help me bring back sickles and bamboo baskets that I don't know where I will fall. Sometimes, my mother calls me to pull out two onions and some garlic in the vegetable garden. I'm too lazy to move, so she sticks her head out of the back window and clamors for Junhui to go. Junhui, a fool, moves when he shouts. I'm the only girl in my mother, and she likes Jun Hui very much. She said it would be nice to have such an obedient son.

However, I know a secret of Junhui. Junhui likes me and bluegrass.

That day, he bought a popsicle, which only made me bite a small piece. He stammered that he had to leave some for the blue grass. Oh, I almost fainted when I heard this and looked at his red face.

Junhui is silly and funny.

three

I remembered bluegrass, and bluegrass came and stood at the door and poked around.

"Grass, come in and play." Grandma greeted her in the main room and got up and went into her room. I know she's going to get sugar in a ceramic jar. Grandma has a big ceramic jar with lime in it. She calls it a lime jar. There are many delicious sweets, biscuits and other cakes in the jar, which are sent by my aunt and uncle on holidays.

Grandma and Bluegrass's grandmother are old friends for many years. She likes Bluegrass, her long braids and her gentle and delicate manners. She always calls her "grass" kindly.

Grandma never called me as gently as she called bluegrass.

Sure enough, grandma came out with a handful of dark chocolate beans in her hand.

Chocolate beans rattle when chewed, close your eyes, cover your ears, and bite them down like a chocolate cannonball in your mouth. It tastes delicious.

Grandma has never given me so much. I pouted and looked at grandma.

Grandma gave me two and gave all the rest to bluegrass.

Bluegrass took the chocolate beans and put them in his pocket, but refused to cross the threshold. He just raised his hand and asked me to go out.

I glanced at her bulging pocket and didn't want to go with her.

Grandma pushed me, and I twisted my body, closed my eyes, covered my ears and chewed chocolate beans.

"You girl!" Grandma touched my forehead hard and turned around to put half a bag of chocolate beans in my pocket.

I hey hey smiled and followed the blue grass out of the door. Blue grass can open grandma's lime jar when it comes. I wish she would come more often. Otherwise, good things are put in a lime jar, and the more they are put, the drier they become, and the harder they are put. If they are not delicious, it will be too much to accompany them.

Blue grass led me to the haystack outside the house and looked at me without talking.

I looked at her too. Her two braids are thick and tight, and there is a white gardenia pinned to the tip of her black hair, not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Your braid is really beautiful." I said enviously.

"What!" Bluegrass leaned forward and stamped her feet to ignore me.

I don't know why I offended her when I saw her today.

"Bluegrass, if you don't talk, I'll go back." I said. I have to ask grandma to try and see if she can braid a braid for me, too. How beautiful it is to put gardenias in the braid!

Bluegrass still doesn't talk.

"I'm leaving."

"Don't go!" Bluegrass turned around, blushing and asked, "Do you have gardenias?"

"Yes."

She glared at me, lowered her head, and the tips of her shoes rubbed against each other.

I see something interesting. Bluegrass must have something to say.

I'm not leaving. Look at her.

Her face turned even redder, and it took her a long time to say, "My flower ... gardenia ..." Her fingers wound around the ends of her braids, "gardenia ... from Junhui ..."

I listened, haha laughed. Jun Hui, that silly boy, knows how to send flowers!

"Don't you laugh!" Blue grass looked at me fiercely.

I closed my mouth, but I couldn't help laughing when I thought of Junhui sending flowers in a daze.

"Don't laugh!" The blue grass gave me a push. I didn't watch out, and one stumbled and fell to the ground.

"I'm going to laugh, hahahaha-"I got angry and pushed the blue grass.

"You-"Bluegrass blushed and her eyes were shining. She looks really good when she is angry.

"Don't you accept Junhui's flowers!" She said.

Junhui's flowers! That silly boy, who wants it, I snorted.

"Hum what, you are not allowed to accept Junhui's flowers!" Blue grass gave me another push. I stepped backwards and stepped in the mud pit.

Clean new sandals, suddenly become dirty. Now, I am really angry.

I gave the blue grass a hard push and shouted, "I'll take it, I'll take it!"

"I saw all the flowers you received from Anan. Don't accept Junhui's flowers!" Bluegrass jumped up and wrestled with me.

"You pay for my new sandals!" I pulled her pigtails and pushed her into the mud pit. Hum, her pink sandals are really dazzling.

"Ouch-"Blue Grass screamed.

We shouted, made noise, pulled and pulled, and had a good time playing!

"Oh, girl, why are you fighting!"

Principal Gao! I was surprised and let go. Blue grass still grabs my hair and refuses to let it go.

"Easy, easy," I grinned with pain. "President Gao!"

Blue grass quickly let go.

President Gao asked us why we were fighting.

I stared at the blue grass, pouting and not talking.

Blue grass is silent.

President Gao was anxious: "If you don't talk, I'll take you home!"

Bluegrass said something, and its voice was smaller than that of mosquitoes.

"What?" President Gao didn't hear it.

Blue grass's face is redder than grandma's pot when she pancakes.

"Blue grass has stained my new sandals." I said.

"Yanzi-"President Gao looked at my sandals and the loose braid of the blue grass. Ha ha smiled. "That's all. Come on, go home. Don't fight. Fight again and deduct your's moral points."

He laughed and shook his head and walked away.

Blue grass tugged at my skirt and I ignored her.

"Here you are." The familiar chocolate fragrance got into my nose, and Bluegrass handed me a handful of chocolate beans.

I took the chocolate beans and chewed them.

It smells good! After fighting and eating a chocolate bean, I relaxed all over, and the fragrance came out from every pore, which was very comfortable.

"You often come to our house. My mother always said that the things in grandma's lime jar would go bad if they were not taken out. If you come, grandma will take it out. " I said to bluegrass.

Blue grass's face is still red. "I'll give you an omelet baked by my grandmother tomorrow." She ran far away and turned around and said.

Wow, grandma bluegrass's omelet, I seem to smell the warm, soft pancake fragrance with onion flavor.

four

I keep gardenias sent by Anan and Junhui in porcelain bowls. The white gardenia, raised in a celadon bowl, is clear and bright.

After dinner, it got dark. Mom and grandma put incense tables in the yard, offering rice cakes, grapes and gardenias with red yeast, as well as colorful silk threads and needles.

I lie prone in front of the incense table, picking my favorite silk thread. Later, I'm going to thread the needle with sky-blue silk thread. I'm going to thread several needles. There are also several kinds of needles on the incense table, one is the smallest sewing needle, which is the needle that mother wants to wear; One is a large sewing needle, and grandma's eyes are not very good, which is for her; There is also an extra-large sewing needle, which is for me. Originally, my mother was going to give me a needle for knitting a sweater. Wow, that needle eye wool can go through, and my mother went too far. If I use that needle, Moon Goddess won't look at me and laugh her teeth off.

"Cloth-valley, cloth-valley-"

There is a cuckoo calling at this time!

I looked up and saw Anan again. He waved to me outside the fence.

Hey, Nam! I ran happily and received his gardenia. I like him even more.

Anan has many ideas. At that time, Liu Bobo's big fat pig was grazing beside the vegetable garden. He took a look at it at a glance, jumped on the big fat pig, waved twigs and rode the pig! The big fat pig that can be cold is scared to death and runs around. Their flock of goslings, red, pink, blue, black and green, are all painted with pigments saved in art class. Once a reporter from the county came to our village to investigate the grain production situation. When he saw Anan's gosling, he was very excited. He thought he had discovered a new species and interviewed President Gao with a microphone. He asked President Gao sweating like a pig, but he didn't make it clear. After the reporter left, Anan tasted a good meal.

Nam likes me, too. He rode a pig, and I will try. Although his ass was almost smashed into eight pieces, what does it matter? Anan's goslings, the pink ones, the red ones and the blue ones, were painted by me, which was much more uniform than his. When the reporter took pictures, several of them were taken by me. However, the interview was not published in the county's Wind Newspaper. Maybe the reporter figured it out himself.

I wonder if Anan has any new ideas.

I ran to the threshing floor, and Anan handed me a needle to mend the fishing net. "Here, put on some more threads."

"Wow-"I almost laughed. The eye of the needle for mending the fishing net is as big as a nail. "It is bigger than the eye of the needle my mother found for me."

He burst out laughing.

I leaned close to his ear, told him about Junhui's sending flowers to Bluegrass, and showed him my wet new sandals. "This kind of crystal sandals is washed with well water, clean, and you can't see your shoes when you stand in the water."

"Jun Hui, this guy!" He jumped up and ran away without looking at my shoes.

"Don't talk nonsense!" I told him anxiously.

"I know." He left a sentence far away.

five

"Junhui!" Anan shouted under the yard.

"Ah-"I called Junhui to answer and ran down.

In the blink of an eye, the house was full of excitement.

"Fight, fight!" Mother rushed out of the room excitedly.

I also quickly chased out.

Ah, it's Anan and Junhui fighting!

Everyone gathered around and commented, "Anan is much more flexible than Junhui!"

"What's going on, what's going on!" President Gao came, "Why is there another fight!" He grabbed Anan and pulled two people apart.

Junhui looked sad and said, "I don't know. Anan called me, and he started fighting with me as soon as I ran over."

Anan tiger's face kept silent.

President Gao was so angry that he clamored for Anan's confinement and forbade him to come out to play.

Wow, this is Anan's "seven inches". Anan said that if you hit a snake seven inches, his father put him in solitary confinement, which means you hit him seven inches. Anan hates being grounded. When you are in detention, you are not allowed to do anything but write reviews and feelings. It's boring.

"Junhui is dishonest!" Anan suppressed a sentence.

"What!" Junhui jumped up.

"What, what?" Junhui's mother and my mother hurried over. They always think that Junhui is an honest silly boy, which is simply too honest. Now someone finally says that he is dishonest, and they are both happy.

"Gardenia!" Anan said these three words and never spoke again.

Junhui opened his mouth and looked at me. I smiled at him. He is like a fish just fished out of a stream, and there is no sound at all.

Seeing Junhui not talking, Junhui's mother and my mother are more interested. They pulled away from President Gao to find out.

As soon as President Gao let go, Anan ran away.

six

The moon is rising, and begging for cleverness is about to begin.

Grandma helped me not to serve gardenia. It smells good! My mother looked at me with wide eyes, hugged me and said I was a little flower demon. Grandma scolded her lightly and said I was a little fairy.

I am so proud, ah, Tanabata is really good.

The moon climbs to the top of the willow tree, and the moonlight shines down, as clear as well water, and the world is quiet and beautiful.

Grandma Bluegrass came with Bluegrass. Unexpectedly, Junhui's mother came with Junhui and dragged Anan. As soon as she entered the door, she shouted to close the gate. "Otherwise, she would run away." Mother quickly closed the gate.

"Junhui and Ananda are tigers, and I managed to convince President Gao to arrest Ananda. "Ask Granny Yanzi to help them dress up, and lead them to worship the Seven Fairies." Junhui's mother said to her grandmother.

"Well, it's time to worship the seven fairies. "The boy, who belongs to the tiger, worships the seven fairies. He is good-looking and open-minded. Grandma bluegrass said with satisfaction, "Besides, boys can be careful when they are raised as girls."

Junhui was gripped by his mother. Grandma brought her mother's rouge, slapped a layer on Junhui's face, and then took a gardenia and put it on his head with a hairpin.

It's Anan's turn, and everyone can't catch him. I looked at my grandmother's panting, and shouted, "Anan, look at my grandmother."

Anan looked at grandma, looked at the closed courtyard door, faded, and asked grandma to sweep some rouge on her cheeks and pin a flower on her head.

Grandma Lancao said, "You have to put on a flowered skirt and pierce your ears with a clever needle under the eyes of the Moon Empress."

Anan jumped up. Junhui secretly glanced at the blue grass and said nothing. Blue grass blushes red. "Forget it, forget it," mom said. "Just mean it." Grandma lit three incense sticks, and we started to worship the moon three times.

We picked up the needle and thread and hummed the ballad that grandma taught me:

"The seventh day of July opens, and I invite the Moon Empress to come down to earth. Moon Goddess, come down to earth and teach me the needle and thread. One embroidered peach blossom is full of red trees, the other embroidered wheat turns yellow into gold, the third embroidered Mid-Autumn Moon is bright, and the fourth embroidered Chinese New Year hangs red lights. Last year, I went to this year, and the incense tray on my head will pick you up ... "

In this ancient and distant ballad, the moonlight is quiet, and the gardenia fragrance is more and more rich.