Ramblings on the Qingming Festival

Another year of Qingming. It was raining continuously and continuously outside Aluo's restaurant. This kind of weather is the most stimulating thing to doze off. Aluo woke up in the morning and after making preparations for today's opening, he leaned on the table and dozed off. "Dong dong dong." Someone knocked on the door. A Luo shook his body, looked in the direction of the door, and muttered in his heart: "Is there anyone coming to eat this early in the morning?" He walked over and opened the door. The person outside made Aluo surprised and happy. "Xiaoxiao! You're not dead!" "Huh? Do you really want me to die?" "No! Me!" Aluo wanted to explain to the person in front of her how she concluded that Xiaoxiao was dead, but after organizing the words for a long time, she felt it was unnecessary, "It's better if he's not dead, it's fine if he's not dead!" "I did almost die." Xiaoxiao said, "I was seriously injured and was knocked into the river by the enemy. Fortunately, I was rescued by fishermen on the river." "What happened next?" A Luo asked. "Then I simply hid, found a body, put on my clothes and threw it into the river, so that people in the world thought I was really dead. Now I am no longer a person in the world." Aluo looked at Xiaoxiao from top to bottom again, and found that she was wearing ordinary women's clothes, and there were no weapons in her hands, but her hair style was still the same, and she was still so heroic. "You quit the world?" "Yeah." "This time you come..." "Come and return your umbrella." Xiaoxiao took out an umbrella from behind her back, which was exactly the one A Luo gave her. "This -" Aluo was stunned. At such a critical moment, the sword was broken, but the umbrella was still intact. "Besides returning the umbrella." Aluo looked to the left, then to the right, and then to the rain curtain behind Xiaoxiao, "Is there anything else?" Xiaoxiao took out two small white chrysanthemums from nowhere, stretched out her hand and inserted them on Aluo's head. A Luo wanted to dodge immediately, but it was only a slight sway, and finally stood still and let Xiaoxiao take action. "Does your restaurant still need help? No wages, just food and accommodation." Aluo's face burst into a smile he had never seen before. "Need!" "Ten Prefectures Fengwu Zhi" records: "Fengzhou is located in the south of Yuzhou, on the shore of Lishui... The customs in Fengzhou are particularly fond of white chrysanthemums. In spring in March, young men and women go out to pick them and leave them to their admirers." If you have a monthly subscription for short stories, please click on Chapter 4. If you don't order it for free, I can give you a few cents [covering your face and laughing]

Ah? Why can't I just buy the next chapter?

Very well written! It would be nice if it grows a little longer. I'm looking forward to the next development.