Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

Time is like water.

Flowing quietly.

The night of August 15 fell in the expectation of countless people.

The red moonlight slowly rose from the east.

It seems that even God can't bear to disturb this longing in the world. There is no cloud tonight, and the whole starry sky can be seen at a glance.

Above the curtain, the stars are embellished, like bright pearls, with brilliance.

The moon is hanging high.

Month down.

Lucheng was brightly lit, with neon flickering.

There are thousands of kinds of Mid-Autumn Festival in thousands of families in the world.

Some families sat together and talked about their parents' shortcomings.

While looking up at the sky, admiring the red moon and starry sky in the sky.

Adults will tell their children some Mid-Autumn Festival stories they heard from their parents when they were young.

Let their children listen with gusto and curiosity.

There are still people in other places.

I work alone because my home is too far away from the city where I work. I don’t have enough time for the holidays to go home.

But even so, longing will still come as promised, when he eats alone,

A familiar number called, and the voice of the parents appeared in my ears.

They laughed at each other and said a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Guard the house.

The two ghost riders on duty were unable to go home because they were responsible for detecting all the supernatural events in the city.

Just stay in the yard, stealing will be lazy.

"It's August 15th in a blink of an eye, this moon is still so beautiful."

One of the ghost riders said to himself.

Hearing this, the expression of the other ghost master was startled.

He took the lead to look at the full moon high in the night sky, and said with emotion:

"Yes."

Then he got up and took out a box from his backpack.

"I almost forgot. I bought a box of moon cakes today and brought them back. This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I will spend time with you as a single dog."

"Hahahaha, it's your honor, but you say this, I have an opinion, how to say it is like you are not a single paparazzi!"

The laughter came from the mouth of another observer.

"Oh, we are all unknown people. It is fate to be able to get together."

"When I get off work tomorrow, let's have a drink together~"

"good!"

...

For Tang Bukuo's family.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is the most special one.

Their family is sitting in front of the ward at this time.

There was another figure in the family of four people who belonged to Zhou Qun.

After several days of recuperation, the old lady's body has improved a lot.

In addition to walking for a long time and some shortness of breath, everything else has completely returned to normal.

Even the injuries on his body were healed quickly.

The smile on the face of the old lady today is also exceptionally much.

When Tang Buku came back with Zhou Qun, it really shocked her.

At the same time, Zhou Qun was also the first to know about the old lady's hospitalization.

Fortunately, the old lady is fine now, otherwise he would be sad to die.

The old lady took Zhou Qun's hand and did not let go for a moment.

For fear of letting go, this grandson would have disappeared.

The Tang Xuewen seen in this scene is sour in his heart.

He sighed whether he was his own.

"Nun, look at the moon soon."

Just take advantage of the gap between the old lady's meal.

Zhou Qun stood in front of the window, smiling and shouting that Tang is not bitter.

"Come on~"

This little Nizi was watching a cartoon when she heard Zhou Qun shouting that she did it off the sofa.

She ran to Zhou Qun's side and cried out with milky voice:

"Guo Guo Hug~"

Zhou Qun reached out and picked her up.

The little girl looked at the moon in the sky curiously and asked several questions.

"Why is the moon at fifteenth so round, why does the moon shine, why is it only today called Mid-Autumn Festival..."

Zhou Qun was also very patient, helping the little guy answer one by one.

When the old lady finished dinner.

It was the mysterious moment of the two.

Xiao Bukuo took out a box from her little schoolbag.

"Grandma, Mom and Dad, please eat moon cakes without suffering~"

She gently unwrapped the box.

Two delicate little round moons appeared in front of a few people.

Exudes a strong floral fragrance.

"It smells good!"

Xiao Nizi's happy eyes bend into small crescents when she hears others' praise.

"This is the moon cake made by Tianjun Guoguo~"

Tang Xuewen and his wife were dumbfounded.

But the old lady seemed to have known it a long time ago.

Just smiled and told his son:

"Hurry up, let's cut one by one~"

The mooncakes were not big, and only half of them were delivered to a few people.

A family holding one piece in one hand.

Qi Qi smiled.

I thanked Tianjun in my heart.

Just put it in your mouth.

...

On the square of Tianjun Temple.

This is the most lively place in Lucheng.

Of course, if it is a living person, it is still empty.

But if there are ghost masters here.

You will see densely packed banquets placed in this square.

Countless ghosts dressed in uniform robes are sitting around a table of ten people beside these banquets.

These banquets are made by Zhong Kui in the daytime from the restaurant.

However, these ghosts are no longer alive, and they haven't broken through the realm of Raksha, and they can't eat anything in the world.

You can only smell the aroma on it.

Although it can also pass the appetite.

But after all, I didn't really enjoy it in my mouth.

So Zuo Chen simply used magic power to take the essence of these wines and dishes, and recondensed them into a table of meals.

In this way, you can really feast like a meal.

These bad guys are also very enthusiastic.

In the Sansheng Teahouse, the veteran Jiang Taixu Susanshan Mengpo also made a small table of things by herself.

Even Zuo Chen was more greedy.

There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

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[Author's digression]: Today’s update is over~ ask for a bank note~