"If you want to tell the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, we must first talk about Houyi... According to legend, in ancient times, ten suns suddenly appeared in the sky, making the earth smoke, and the people really couldn't live. There was an extremely powerful hero named Houyi, who was determined to relieve this suffering for the people..."

There were shadows around him. When the little boy's friends heard Yang Xu wanted to tell a story, they quickly ran over and squatted or stood around him.

Under the moonlight, every child's eyes flashed with the light of seeking knowledge, as bright as the stars in the sky.

There are almost no children in Yangjiazhai who can read and cannot come into contact with any entertaining things, so a small story can deeply attract them and immerse them in it, and they will reminisce after many years.

In the courtyard where Yang Hongyu was in the distance, Yang Xing and a girl walked out one after another, each holding a few books in their hands.

The girl was slim in a shallow green skirt and had two maids. Under the distant mountains, her water-cut pupils were clear and lively, as if she could speak, and she had a sunny and youthful aura.

When Yang Xing and the girl in the green skirt came to Yang Xu's courtyard, they found Yang Xu sitting on a stone mat not far away, surrounded by a group of children in the village.

Yang Xing looked surprised and whispered to Yang Xu's mouth, whispering to the girl in the green skirt beside him: "The young man is Yang Xu. The book of the village leader is what he wants to borrow... If the village leader tells you, go and say it to him!"

The girl in the green dress named Painted Thrush seemed to have not heard him, and she raised her ears and made a listening look.

"...Chang'e took the elixir and suddenly flew up slowly. She flew out of the window, flew through the country covered with silver light, and flew higher and higher. A bright moon hung in the blue night sky. Chang'e kept flying towards the moon..."

Yang Xu's voice came as the night wind kept coming, and the thrush listened carefully, and his pair of water-cut pupils almost forgot to blink.

The thrush is only more than fifteen years old. To put it bluntly, she is still a child whose body and mind are not yet fully mature. The stories told by Yang Xu are naturally very attractive to her.

What is Yang Xu talking about? It’s so interesting?

Seeing that the group of children in the village, including Huamei, were so fascinated by hearing this, Yang Xing couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

"... After Houyi came back, he disappeared from his wife Chang'e, but found that the bright moon was in the sky, and the shadows of the trees were swaying on the round moon, and a jade rabbit jumped around under the tree. His wife Chang'e was standing beside a osmanthus tree and staring at herself affectionately... Houyi and his wife were separated from each other and could not reunite, so they could only place in the back garden where Chang'e loved, put on her favorite honey and fresh fruits, which she usually likes to sacrifice to..."

Yang Xu's story ended, and all the children on the scene were silent, as if they were still immersed in the story just now.

The thrush is a little older than those children, so he is more sensible. He understands that separation between husband and wife is very painful, and he is full of sympathy for Chang'e.

After listening to Yang Xu's story, she nipped her lips lightly, her eyes were red, and there were shiny things in her eyes.

"Peng Meng is a big bad guy!"

The thrush suddenly said to himself.

Yang Xing, who was standing beside him, was stunned: "Who is Peng Meng?"

Huamei said, "It's Houyi's disciple! If he hadn't had a bad intention and forced Chang'e to steal the elixir from Houyi, Chang'e wouldn't have swallowed the elixir and ascended to the Moon Palace to separate from Houyi and his wife..."

Yang Xing didn't listen to the story, so he looked confused...

Yang Xu stood up from among a group of children, and then he saw Yang Xing and the thrush standing in front of the yard.

"Brother Yang..."

Yang Xu walked over with a smile. When he saw Yang Xing's eyes lit up when he saw Yang Xing's graceful eyebrows and his eyes lit up. He thought to himself, whose little girl is this? She is so beautiful and charming. Could it be Yang Xing's daughter?

No, Yang Xing seems to be a bachelor at the moment...

I have seen a cold and pretty female village leader before, but now I see a beautiful little girl. I didn’t expect that although this little Yangjia Village is poor and backward, it is quite nurturing.

"Brother Yang, I've borrowed the book for you."

Yang Xing said, pointing to the thrush beside him: "This is the thrush beside the thrush beside the thrush. She came on behalf of the thrush beside the thrush. I have something to ask you... Well, put these books in your room first, let's talk?"

Yang Xu was about to enter the yard with them, but the little boy who had cried before grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Uncle... would it be nice to tell another story?"

The little boy looked up at Yang Xu and asked timidly.

The other groups of children also surrounded him, and his innocent and clear eyes were full of hope.

Another girl, who was about the same age as a little boy, said in a silly voice: "Tiedan, I heard from my mother that scholars should respectfully call them Mr...."

The little boy immediately changed his words with a "ah" sound: "First... sir, can you tell a story?"

"Sir! Sir! Tell us another story!"

Other children also begged.

"Okay, let's talk about one more... This is the last one. If you want to listen again, you have to wait until tomorrow evening..."

After all, Yang Xu couldn't bear to disappoint the children, so he apologized at Yang Xing and Huamei and sat down again.

"In a distant country, there lived a king and a queen. They longed for a child, so they prayed sincerely to God... Soon after, the queen gave birth to a cute girl. The girl's skin was as white as snow and her cheeks were as red as an apple. The king and queen named her Snow White..."

The story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves was regarded as a classic in the world before Yang Xu and was deeply loved by children. At this time, Yang Xu told the story, which attracted the children and the girl's thrushes on the scene.

Even the big man Yang Xing sounded with interest.

"It seems that Yang Xu is undoubtedly a scholar, otherwise how could he tell such an interesting story?"

Yang Xing looked at Yang Xu in the moonlight and said eroticly, and gradually felt a little respect in his heart.

When Yang Xu said that Snow White fainted after ate the poisonous apple of the bad-hearted queen, even the big man Yang Xing couldn't help but hang his heart high.

The girl beside him breathed a little rapid, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and her pure and beautiful face was full of pity and worry.

The girls surrounding Yang Xu were covered with a layer of mist in their eyes.

Everyone's emotions fluctuate with the story told by Yang Xu.

"...The dwarves cried and put Snow White in a glass coffin filled with flowers, preparing for a grand funeral... A prince from a neighbor passed by the forest and saw the beautiful and cute princess in the glass coffin, as well as the dwarves and animals mourning beside him..."

When everyone around Yang Xu heard this, their eyes lit up, thinking that Snow White would not die just like this, and that there should be a miracle.

"…The prince couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Snow White... The kiss of love made Snow White come back to life..."

Hearing this, Yang Xing and Huamei breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed relief.

A group of children were laughing and some even cheered.

At the end of the story, naturally the bad-hearted queen was punished, and the prince and Snow White lived happily together...
Chapter completed!