"Father, it's the mid-autumn festival today, and the moon is the brightest and roundest. Mother must have seen our celebration and our delicious mooncakes, right?" At the entrance of the restaurant, Amy leaned against Mag's chest as she looked up at the bright moon in the sky, which was like a white jade plate, and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"
All of their friends had already gone back, and the surroundings were completely silent. Only the moon was still glowing brightly through the gaps between the clouds.
"Yes. She must have seen Amy's adorable dance and our delicious mooncakes." Meg nodded in response.
"Mother! I'm Amy; I missed you so much! "Amy cupped her little hands in front of her mouth as she yelled at the moon.
Meg looked down at Amy, and his heart suddenly constricted as a hint of heartache welled up in his heart.
"But mooncakes are really delicious. Father used the moon to make them. It's a pity that you can't eat them, but I can eat them for you to see." Amy suddenly pulled out a green bean paste mooncake from her little pocket. She peeled off the wrapper and took a bite before chewing joyfully before swallowing. She then raised the mooncake up to the moon with a smile, and said, "Look, it really is super delicious. Just you wait; we'll eat the moon sooner or later, and then save you! "
Meg was still feeling a little sad, but he was immediately amused by Amy's words. He patted her little head, and said, "Then you have to work hard, Amy. The moon doesn't look very big, but it's actually even bigger than Chaos City."
"Really?" Amy's eyes widened as she stared at Meg with incredulity. She then slowly moved the mooncake closer to her eyes, and asked in a perplexed manner, "But look, Father, the moon is just as big as my mooncake. I can eat half of it in one bite. "
"It's just like when a person stands far away, he looks like a tiny ant. But when he stands in front of you, he looks very tall. This is caused by the distance. The moon is very far away from us, so the moon looks like a mooncake, but it's actually very big. This way, your Mu Qing can live on the moon. "Meg smiled and continued to explain.
"Oh …" Amy nodded. She took a bite of the mooncake in her hand and looked up at the moon with a hint of envy in her eyes. "I also want to live in the moon."
"Why?" Meg looked at Amy in confusion.
"In that case, if I get hungry, I can lie on the ground and take a bite of the moon. It must be super delicious!" Amy said with anticipation as she looked at the moon.
The image of Amy biting off half of the moon in one bite surfaced in Meg's mind, and he couldn't help but shake his head to rid himself of this strange image. However, he wasn't in a hurry to explain this to her. Childlike innocence was the most beautiful thing. Sometimes, so-called science was a little boring.
"Father, tell me a story. I want to hear a story with Mother today," Amy said as she looked up at Meg.
"Alright, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Father will tell you the story of 'Chang' e flying to the moon '," Meg said with a smile.
"Okay, okay!" Amy nodded happily. She shifted her position to lie comfortably in Meg's arms and looked at Meg quietly.
Meg thought for a moment, then smiled and began to tell the story. "In ancient times, there were ten suns in the sky …"
Meg had heard the story of 'Chang' e flying to the moon 'many times when he was a child in his grandmother's arms. She would tell it at least once every Mid-Autumn Festival. Even though Meg was already in his twenties, he would still listen to her tell it at least once every Mid-Autumn Festival.
That kind old woman, even though she had forgotten many people's names, still remembered how to make her grandson's favorite osmanthus cake. She would personally make a basket of it every Mid-Autumn Festival.
That year, when he didn't hear the story again during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Meg couldn't sleep for an entire night. He felt that something was missing in his heart, and it was as if there was no way to fill it.
But today, as he looked at Amy, who was listening to the story seriously in his arms, he felt as if the old man in the courtyard who used to tell him stories with a Hokkien accent had returned. This was a feeling of passing down a legacy. It was a bond that was formed between three generations, and the void in his heart seemed to have been filled in at this moment.
"Chang 'e ate the elixir of life, then flew to the sky and flew all the way to the moon …" Meg said softly.
"Then … did she eat the moon?" Amy suddenly asked curiously.
"Why?" Meg asked with a smile.
"Because … sometimes the moon will have a hole missing, and the hole will get bigger and bigger. In the end, almost the entire moon will be eaten, and then it will take a while for the hole to slowly grow back. Chang 'e must have eaten the moon after she went to the moon, right? Thankfully, the moon can grow on its own, so there's still a moon in the sky, "Amy explained with a serious expression.
"Erm …" Mag was speechless for a moment. It was really not easy to explain the moon's waxing and waning in such a logical manner. Furthermore, it contained the philosophy of a foodie.
"If she could eat such a big moon, the moon must be super delicious. When we find Mother, I also want to eat the moon … eat the moon …" Amy mumbled as she fell asleep in Meg's arms.
"The moon … the moon … I'll eat you …" Meg looked at the little girl in his arms, and he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. He looked up at the sky, and half of the moon had already been obscured by dark clouds. It looked like it was going to rain again tonight.
He slowly stood up with Amy in his arms, and just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around.
A figure slowly strode out from the plaza. He was walking with a slight limp, but his speed wasn't slow, and he soon arrived at the entrance of the restaurant. He turned to Meg with a grin, and said, "Today's mooncakes were very delicious. Can you sell me another box? I want to bring some back for my son; he likes desserts. "
"If your son likes it, then of course, but it takes some time to make mooncakes, so come in and have a seat." Mag glanced casually at the dense forest not far away, but quickly withdrew his gaze. He nodded at the man standing at the door, and turned to open the door. Before he went in, he glanced at the few people standing on the right side of the street.
The limp man hesitated momentarily before looking around before following Meg into the restaurant.
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