Chapter 314 Wishes


    Ji Qingbai looked solemn and continued, "Before, in Daheishan, Mo Hua did not help, our family might not have survived."


    "Later, he was chased by Sui Xiu, and Ji Li almost died. 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 is Mo Hua, the child who is helping him."


    "Not to mention, he has drawn so many formations for the demon hunters. Without those formations, the weapon refining and alchemy process cannot be built. The demon hunters go into the mountains to hunt monsters, which will be much more dangerous..."


    "Because of his formations, the casual cultivators in Tongxian City have had a better life. Only then can we have a stable and stable place to live, and only then can we get married, Ji Li and Fu Lan, the two children, get married..."


    The more Ji Qingbai said, the more emotional he looked, and said firmly:


    "This cup of tea must be toasted!"


    Mo Shan shirked: "Brother Ji, Mo Hua is still young and can''t afford it..."


    Ji Qingbai insisted: "Although he is young, he has great achievements and can afford it."


    Mo Shan still wanted to refuse, but Ji Li and Fu Lan had already brought the tea to Mo Hua with a serious expression.


    Ink paintings can''t be shirked, and I took tea awkwardly.


    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 speak, even if you go through fire and water, we will not hesitate."


    Mo Hua couldn''t laugh or cry, "Uncle Ji, you''re so serious."


    Mo Shan also smiled bitterly helplessly.


    Fortunately, after drinking tea, I didn’t have so many polite things, and Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and went to the mat happily.


    The banquet was joyous and noisy, with wine and meat on the table, rich and delicious.


    The ink painting and Dahu three people, and a table with a large flat pillar.


    A few friends were lively and feasting, and they were full.


    The guests and hosts were having fun until the sky gradually became late and they dispersed.


    When the ink painting was about to leave, Ji Qingbai took Ji Li and Fu Lan to see him off.


    Ji Qingbai was very happy and drank a lot of wine. Ji Li and Fu Lan were also persistent, with smiles all over her eyebrows.


    Ink painting couldn''t help but think that it would be great if everyone could always be so safe and beautiful.


    In this way, he can be happier with free meals.


    Ji Qingbai drank too much and said the words of thanks during the day again. Ji Li was a little introverted and not good at speaking, but his eyes looked at Mo Hua were full of gratitude.


    Fu Lan gave Mo Hua a wedding box:


    "This is ''happy cake'', which I made by myself. If Brother Mo doesn''t dislike it, he will take it back and taste it."


    Mo Hua smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you Sister Fu!"


    Fu Lan saw Mo Hua happily accepting the gift and smiled happily.


    The wedding cake is exquisitely packaged and heavy.


    Mo Hua originally thought that this "wedding cake" was just one of the commonly used pastries for wedding banquets, and everyone would have it, but after returning home, I realized that only I had it.


    Liu Ruhua said: "The wedding cake is made by the married couple himself and is used to give it to the most noble guests. The process is very complicated and the materials are very particular. Ordinary monks may not taste a wedding cake in their lifetime."


    Mo Hua was surprised, "Is it so expensive?"


    Liu Ruhua nodded and said, "This is the wish of the couple, and it is also a wish."


    "What do you wish?" Mo Hua didn''t understand.


    "I wish you a harmonious and a happy marriage."


    Mo Hua''s little face was a little red, "I''m still early?"


    Liu Ruhua couldn''t help laughing, "Of course I wish you a wish for this kind of thing."


    "Then do I still eat it?" Mo Hua hesitated, "Do you want to put it away and hide it?"


    He felt that this pastry was so expensive and he was a little reluctant to eat it, so of course it was better to keep it in.


    Liu Ruhua couldn''t help laughing, "Of course I have to eat pastries. This is your sister Fu Lan''s wish, don''t waste it."


    "Oh." Mo Hua nodded. Although he was reluctant to let it go, he still took out a piece and tasted it, and his eyes lit up.


    tasty!


    The cake looks ordinary outside, and it is soft and glutinous. After biting it, it contains various fillings inside, which has a mellow and rich taste.


    It is both fragrant and sweet.


    Mo Hua took a piece and handed it to her mother, "Mom, try it too."


    Liu Ruhua shook her head and smiled and said, "Mom is already married, so she doesn''t have to eat."


    "Then I wish you and your father a good relationship."


    Liu Ruhua''s face turned red and she laughed and said, "You kid..."


    Mo Hua handed her again, but Liu Ruhua couldn''t help but taste a piece and nodded:


    "The taste is really good. This girl Fu Lan is really clever."


    Mo Hua nodded in agreement, this joy cake is really delicious.


    Afterwards, he looked at a large box of wedding cakes and began to consider how to distribute them.


    Wedding cakes are rare, and I hope everyone can enjoy the joy of ink paintings.


    "Mom has eaten it, so this piece is for dad."


    "Master Chen has been bachelor all his life, give him one to see if he can find a wife..."


    "Grandpa Feng shouldn''t look for a wife, but he will also give it to him."


    "Elder Yu... He has two sons, so forget it..." "Uncle Zhang Lan, although he looks romantic, he is also alone and a good person. He is also given one."


    "Uncle Yang, Commander Yang, is the commander of the Taoist soldiers, and it is probably difficult to find a Taoist partner... And Uncle Zhang gave it all, so naturally he had to give one, so he couldn''t be biased..."


    "There are also Dahu and the others..."


    "And there is Mr. Zhuang..."


    …


    The ink paintings were muttering and arranged them all.


    Liu Ruhua couldn''t help laughing at her.


    The next day, Mo Hua took a walk around Tongxian City and gave her a wedding cake.


    Some simply think that the cake is delicious, some thanks to Mohua for their blessings, some look complicated, and of course there are some who are laughing and crying...


    The ink painting was given away, and in the end, there was still a small half. He packed it in a box and half of it to Mr. Zhuang.


    "Happy cake?" Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised.


    Mo Hua nodded, "I can wish you a harmonious and happy marriage."


    Mr. Zhuang was stunned and his expression changed several times.


    Mo Hua quietly observed and confirmed that Mr. Zhuang’s reaction was the type that was amused and crying.


    "Sir, have you tried it?" Mo Hua said.


    Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a while, but in the end he did not refuse the kindness of ink painting. He tasted one, and then nodded slightly:


    “It tastes really good.”


    Mo Hua smiled.


    Mr. Zhuang wanted to say something, but he saw the red joy box and the word "囍" on the box from the corner of his eyes. He looked a moment of melancholy, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.


    There is a story!


    Mo Hua was stunned. He rarely saw Mr. Zhuang showing such a look.


    Mo Hua really wanted to ask, but she was embarrassed to ask.


    I would definitely not say it even after asking the teacher.


    But without asking, ink painting is very curious.


    Mo Hua held back her curiosity... In the end, she couldn''t help it, her eyes lit up slightly, and she whispered: "Sir..."


    Before he could ask, Mr. Zhuang knocked his little head.


    "Don''t ask if you shouldn''t."


    Mr. Zhuang''s tone was not blamed, but instead felt helpless.


    "Oh." Mo Hua didn''t ask again with tactfulness.


    After leaving the bamboo room, Mo Hua gave his other half of his wedding cake to Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.


    Bai Zisheng, who has never liked pastries, also ate a piece and nodded and praised, "It''s so delicious."


    The rest of the wedding cakes and ink paintings were given to Bai Zixi.


    Bai Zixi thanked her, sat under the white big locust tree, stuttering in small stutters. After a while, she asked Mo Hua in a gentle voice:


    "How is this wedding cake made?"


    "I don''t know either...it''s very complicated anyway."


    "Can Aunt Liu do it?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    Bai Zixi''s eyes were slightly brighter.


    "But my mother won''t do it." Mo Hua said again.


    Bai Zixi was stunned and looked puzzled, "Why?"


    "Happy cakes have special meanings, and they can only be eaten by monks when they get married."


    Bai Zixi ate the wedding cake again and looked up and asked:


    "Have anyone else got married recently?"


    Mo Hua thought about it and shook her head, "It seems to be gone."


    Bai Zixi looked a little regretful.


    She glanced at the pastry and asked again, "Have you tasted it?"


    "I tasted one." Mo Hua said.


    It’s enough to eat a piece and get some joy.


    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."


    Mo Hua ran for a day and was a little hungry, so he took the pastry and started eating it.


    The mountain breeze blows gently, wrinkling a pool of water, smoothing the tender grassland, scooping a tree of quiet locust fragrance, and wandering among the mountain houses.


    Bai Zisheng lay on the grass, flipping through the book boredly.


    Mo Hua and Bai Zixi, two children with pink carvings, sat under the tree, eating wedding cake quietly.


    Snow-white locust flowers floated above their heads, and a red wedding box was placed in front of them.


    (This chapter ends)