After lunch, Zi You took Shui YouLian into Hundred Herb Garden . She closed the door and began the final preparations for tonight’s performance .
She had already drawn a costume based on the sari her mother left behind . ShiYun and ShuiYun had already completed it .
The musical instruments she ordered were already delivered . She playing her mother’s WeiNa Zither and ShiYun playing percussion already collaborated many times . It was not completely compatible, but around 70%-80% .
The lacking part was Shui YouLian’s Indian dance . It was less an Indian dance, but more of a dance on the vicissitudes of life .
But perhaps her slag father would like this version of it .
The evening wind brushed like a beautiful silk fan: so light and so soft . An ice-like moon quietly shone in the deep sky casting a pale light: so hazy and so tempting .
The night finally arrived . The General’s Manor’s garden was filled with osmanthus fragrance and brilliant lights .
Zi You had people tie a variety of lanterns in long strings around the garden’s osmanthus trees and under the grape vines . The whole garden was decorated like a dream, similar to a poem .
Great Yan’s Mid-Autumn Festival welcomed the arrival of winter and offered sacrifices . The ceremony called for setting up large incenses and putting out moon cakes, watermelon, apples, red candles, plums, grapes, and other offerings . The moon cakes and watermelon could absolutely not be missing . The watermelon should be carved into a lotus . Under the moonlight, the moon statue should be placed in the direction of the moon . Red candles would burn bright . The whole family would worship the moon . Then the lady of the house would cut open the moon cake .