Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Father, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon is the brightest and roundest. Mother must have seen our party and our delicious mooncakes, right?" Looking up at the bright moon like a white jade plate in the sky, he asked softly.

The friends have all gone back, and the surroundings are quiet, only the moon exposed between the gaps in the clouds is still shining brightly.

"Yeah, she must have seen Amy's cute dance and our delicious mooncakes." Mag nodded.

"Mother! I'm Amy, I miss you so much!" Amy put her little hand in front of her mouth in the shape of a small trumpet, and shouted at the moon.

Mag looked down at Amy, and suddenly felt a tight heart, a little distressed.

"However, the mooncakes are really delicious. Father made mooncakes from the moon. It's a pity that you can't eat them, but I can eat them for you." Amy suddenly took out a mooncake with mung bean paste from her small pocket. , peeled off the outer paper skin, took a bite, chewed happily, then swallowed, raised his small hand and raised a small crescent moon cake to the moon, and said with a smile: "Look, it's really super delicious Yes. Just wait, sooner or later we will eat up the moon and save you!"

Mag, who was still a little sad at first, was amused by Amy's words, touched the little guy's head, and said, "Then Amy has to work hard, the moon doesn't look big, but it's bigger than Chaos City." Big."

"Really?" Amy's eyes widened all of a sudden, she looked at Mag incredulously, then slowly moved the mooncake in her hand to her eyes, and said with some puzzlement: "But, look, Father, the moon Is it as big as my moon cake? I can eat half of it in one bite."

"It's like when a person stands in the distance, you see him as a small dot like an ant, but when he stands in front of you, he is very tall, which is caused by the distance. And the moon is far away from us The distance is very far, so looking at the moon as big as a mooncake, it is actually very huge, so that your Mu Qing can live on the moon." Mag continued to popularize science with a smile.

"Oh..." Amy nodded half-understanding, took a bite of the mooncake in her hand, looked up at the moon, and said enviously, "I also want to live in the moon."

"Why?" Mag looked at Amy with some puzzlement.

"In this way, if you are hungry, you can lie down on the ground and take a bite of the moon. It must be super delicious!" Amy looked at the moon with bright eyes and said expectantly.

A picture of Amy biting off half the moon appeared in Mag's mind.

I couldn't help but shook my head and threw out this weird picture, but this time I was not in a hurry to popularize science. Childlike innocence is the most beautiful thing, and sometimes the so-called science seems a bit boring.

"Father, tell me a story. I want to listen to today's story with my mother." Amy looked up at Mag and said.

"Okay, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so my father will tell you a story of 'Chang'e Flying to the Moon'." Mag said with a smile.

"Okay, okay!" Amy nodded happily, moved her position, lay comfortably in Mag's arms, and looked at Mag quietly.

Mag thought for a while, then smiled and began to talk: "In ancient times, there were ten suns in the sky..."

Mag had heard the story of Chang’e Flying to the Moon many times in her grandmother’s arms when she was a child. She would tell it almost every Mid-Autumn Festival. Even if Mag is in her twenties, she would still listen to her carefully every Mid-Autumn Festival. again.

That kind old woman, even though she has forgotten many people's names, still remembers how to make her grandson's favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, she has to make a basket by herself.

That year's Mid-Autumn Festival did not hear the story, McGonagall suffered from insomnia all night, feeling that there was something vacant in her heart, which seemed to never be able to be filled.

But today, looking at Amy who was listening to the story in his arms, he seemed to feel that in the small yard that year, the old man who was shaking the big cattail fan under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and told him stories with a southern Hokkien accent was back. , This is a feeling of inheritance, which has formed a bond between three generations, and the vacancy in my heart seems to be filled at this moment.

"Chang'e took the elixir of life, and then flew towards the sky, all the way to the moon..." McGonagall said softly.

"Then... did she eat the moon?" Amy suddenly asked curiously.

"Why?" Mag asked with a smile.

"Because...sometimes the moon will lose a hole, and the hole will become bigger and bigger. In the end, almost the whole thing will be eaten, and then it will take a while to grow back slowly. It must be after Chang'e arrived on the moon. , Eat the moon? Fortunately, the moon will grow up by itself, so there will be a moon in the sky." Amy said seriously.

"Eh..." Mag was speechless for a moment, it was not an easy task to explain Yue Ying Yue Que so well-founded, and it contained foodie philosophy.

"She can finish eating such a big moon. The moon must be super delicious. When we find my mother, I want to eat the moon... eat the moon..." Amy muttered, already sleeping in Mag's arms caught.

"The moon...the moon...eat you..." Mag looked at the little guy who was smacking his lips in his arms, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and looked up at the sky. The moon was half covered by dark clouds. It looks like it might rain again tonight.

He stood up slowly holding Amy, turned around and was about to pull the door in, but suddenly stopped his hands and turned around again.

A figure walked out of the square slowly, walking with a limp, but the speed was not slow. After a while, he came to the door of the restaurant, grinned at Mag, and said, "Today's mooncakes are delicious, don't you?" Do you know if you can sell me another box? I want to take it home for my child, he likes desserts.”

"If the child likes to eat, of course it's okay, but it takes some time to make mooncakes, so come in and sit for a while." Mag raised his eyes intentionally or unintentionally to the dense bushes not far away, but quickly withdrew his gaze , looked at the man standing at the door and nodded slightly, turned around and opened the door, and glanced at the few people standing scattered on the street on the right before entering the door.

The lame man hesitated for a moment, glanced left and right consciously, and followed Mag into the restaurant.

"The child is asleep. I'll carry her up to sleep first. You can sit down as you please. The annoying mice are still coming." Mag said, and walked upstairs with Amy in her arms.