In the twinkling of an eye, Ling wennuan has been in the small village for almost two days. In Cheng's hometown, she has gradually adapted to the rough and simple life here. If she didn't feel it herself, she wouldn't know that there were people working in the field with their faces to the yellow soil and their backs to the sky. They worked at sunrise and slept at sunrise. The time line is particularly clear here. When it's dark, everyone goes back to their homes. Only relatives and friends will come to the door in the evening and send some fruits they grow. There is no so-called nightlife at all. There is no street lamp here.
Ling wennuan is going to record the fragments of her life here with a computer, which is also a very precious memory. After every idea, she will match her carefully taken photos. If she has a chance, she can also show them to more people, so that they can really understand the life style of this lucky small mountain village.
Xiaoyu has now become her little follower, who can help Ling wennuan guide every route, so that she can quickly familiarize herself with all the affairs of the village.
"Sister Nuan, it's a good time for you to come. There is a folk festival in our village, which will be held the day after tomorrow. Would you like to play with me then?"
After dinner, Xiaoyu took the washed bayberry and walked into Ling's warm little room.
There is a mosquito net in the room and a mosquito coil is lit. In the evening, there are many mosquitoes. Ling wennuan doesn't know how many times he has been scared. He is not afraid of being scared. When he sees mosquitoes, he shoots them directly with a book.
"Really?
Do you still have festivals?
Tell me, how did you get there?
"Ling wennuan was curious all of a sudden, and her eyes were shining.
Xiaoyu immediately thought of something, and then quickly ran to the door: "sister Nuan, wait for me, I'll get the clothes for you to try on."
Ling wennuan took a bayberry. As soon as she put it in her mouth, she saw Xiaoyu running out. She was stunned and then chuckled. Xiaoyu was young and energetic, like a tireless rabbit. She jumped around day and night. She was a lovely girl.
After a while, Ling wennuan came in with a set of colorful clothes.
"Sister Nuan, this is my mother's. I think you are about the same size as her. Try it quickly."
Xiaoyu looked at her innocently and lovely and urged.
"This is your mother's dress. I can't try it on."
Ling wennuan is flattered.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. My mother hasn't come back to participate in this festival for a long time. This time, she definitely won't come back. She's going on a business trip. Anyway, it's idle. You can try it on. On that day, our whole village will wear our folk costumes to participate in the festival. It's very lively, and there are many fun games. It's a pity if you miss it."
Xiaoyu really wants to see the effect of Ling wennuan wearing this dress. She is so beautiful that she will be very beautiful.
Ling wennuan had to put on the clothes. The upper body was tight, the lower hem was very wide, and there were four or five beautiful ribbons hanging down. There were several strings of silver ornaments and jade pendants hanging on them. There were also a string of small bell hanging on the left and right sides. When he walked, the bell was clear and pleasant, which made people feel like they were in ancient times by mistake.
"Wow, you're really beautiful. Sister Nuannuan, if you do your hair again, you'll be the most beautiful girl in our village."
Xiaoyu's mouth is sweet, and she immediately praises herself.
Ling wennuan looks down at his figure shyly. In fact, the clothes are still a little big, but because of the complicated clothes, they can't be seen.
"Xiaoyu, do you have such a dress?"
Ling asked her with a smile.
"Well, the girls in our village have several sets. In fact, what I'm looking forward to most is to see if my brother can get the beauty back this time. My brother has been secretly in love with a sister in the next village for a long time. He is waiting for this festival to express his love to her. If she accepts the wreath from my brother, she may be my future sister-in-law."
Ling wennuan chuckled: "I can't see it. Your brother even has a secret lover. How old is he?"
"I'm three years older than you. I'm twenty-two years old. In our village, I'm old enough to get married. Don't look at my brother's enthusiasm and ability to do things. He's timid. When he sees that sister, he can't even speak."
Xiao Yu had a look of disdain on her face.
Ling wennuan feels that Xiaoyu's appearance at the moment is like when she vomited on her elder brother. Sure enough, her sister feels that her elder brother's EQ is low.
"Xiaoyu, since you know that your elder brother is shy, you have to help him appropriately."
Ling said with great interest.
"I don't want to. I'm shy, too."
Xiaoyu immediately turned her mouth and put her hands around her chest. She didn't want to take care of her elder brother.
Ling wennuan looks at himself in the mirror and inexplicably hopes that night, Mu Wei Cheng will also be free to come to this festival. At that time, will he also send himself a wreath?
"Xiaoyu, I want to ask you, if a man proposes to a woman he likes is to send a wreath, what does a girl want to do to a man she likes?"
Ling wennuan is very curious. Moreover, if there is such a ceremony, she really wants to participate in it. She wants to express her love to Mu Wei Cheng in this special way.
"Sister Nuannuan, why are you curious about this?
Oh, by the way, listen to my grandfather. Are you dating that Mu Shao?
"Xiaoyu suddenly became a gossip enthusiast.
Ling wennuan faced her pure eyes and nodded shyly: "yes, but at present, we have not reached the point of marriage."
"Sister Nuannuan, if I say the way a girl expresses her love to her sweetheart, do you really want to use it?"
Xiao Yu immediately found this interesting. A strange expression appeared on her smiling face.
Ling wennuan was stunned: "why not?
If you have this way of expression here, I must use it on him. "
"Then do you know how strange our girls express to their sweetheart?
Pour water on each other. "
Xiaoyu chuckled.
"Ah?"
Ling wennuan's face can't believe it. Why do men give women wreaths, but women pour water on men?
"You must find it strange, right? But this is the rule set by our ancestors. Girls are as delicate as flowers, and men need to know how to cherish them. Men are like water, and water shoulders our daily lives and needs to water our land. It is like pouring water on men's shoulders, in the hope that they can be responsible for the girls they like."
Xiaoyu explained seriously, but Ling wennuan still opened his eyes and couldn't laugh or cry.
"I see, but if you splash water and people don't like you, will they be angry?"
Ling wennuan asked curiously.
"No, the boys here are very cheerful. If they don't like you, they will avoid you and not let you splash them. But if he is interested in you, he will not leave. He will stand in place and let you splash them head-on."
Xiao Yu explained with a smile on her face.
Face to face?
Ling wennuan can't imagine the picture. It's too beautiful to look at directly.
She can't imagine Mu Wei Cheng's serious appearance. If he splashed a basin of water on his face, would he want to strangle his neck?
Does she want to take the risk?
"Sister Nuan Nuan, are you scared?
Are you afraid that your handsome brother will be angry? "
Xiaoyu immediately joked and asked her.
Ling wennuan, of course, can't lose face. He hurriedly said, "how can I be afraid? Wait. If he dares to come, I will splash water on his face."
"Ha ha ha, that scene will be very fun."
Xiaoyu immediately beat her chest and laughed. She had seen Mu Wei Cheng's face, which had been frozen for a thousand years. If she was splashed with water by warm sister, his expression would be very wonderful, right?
Xiaoyu can't help but pinch a cold sweat for Ling wennuan.
Ling warms up and laughs twice.
The next day, it was a weekend. After three classes at school, Ling wennuan went to Cheng's house as usual.
When she was halfway there, she was suddenly chased by a dog that jumped out from the side path and barked.
"Mom!"
Ling wennuan runs away, but she forgets that she can't run when she meets a dog. The more she runs, the more she chases.
"Help, help!"
Ling wennuan screamed in fear.
At this time, a tall body came out of the side quickly, and Ling wennuan directly bumped into each other's arms.
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