Chapter 1031
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Thus, under Sheng Yize's lead, everyone bought a chicken from Uncle Wang, and Uncle Wang enthusiastically butchered it for them.
Everyone hadn't had a good meal just now. Their eyes lit up at the thought of roast chicken. They gathered firewood and lit a fire. Not long after, the chicken was roasted on the rack.
The film crew didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was this … normal?
The chicken was slowly roasted. Sheng Yize sprinkled some hot pot seasoning on it. Someone borrowed salt from Uncle Wang. Soon, the fragrant and oily chicken was roasted.
The chicken was quickly divided among ten people. Sheng Yize tore off the drumstick and gave it to his wife.
An Xiaxia chewed happily. "It's delicious!"
Sheng Yize curled his lips and smiled lovingly.
He Jiayu and Su Xiaomo were discussing a more profound topic.
"You said there are no trash cans on the mountain. Where are we going to throw the chicken bones later?" He Jiayu frowned. "Should we take the trash down the mountain?
Littering will damage the environment.
Su Xiaomo chuckled. "Don't worry. I've already found a home for them!"
She threw the chicken bones into the chicken cage skillfully!
The rest of the chickens all clucked and cried miserably.
He Jiayu's mouth twitched. "… What are you doing?"
Su Xiaomo looked regretful. "Huh? Chickens don't eat chicken bones? "
The film crew thought, 'That's scary! You actually made them kill their own kind … Oh, no! I suddenly feel sorry for those chickens … '
After eating and drinking, Little Jiu smiled. "Next, let's move on to the last part! The bonfire party! "
The sun set early in the mountains and it didn't take long for it to get dark.
Everyone gathered at the village chief's house. There was a bonfire in the yard. Some ethnic girls danced and the simple villagers sang and danced. They drank and ate meat. It was a lively scene.
An Xiaxia leaned on Sheng Yize's shoulder. "I suddenly feel that living here isn't bad …"
The pace was slow. There was no pressure to survive. You could only love one person in your life.
Sheng Yize chuckled. "That's enough. If I leave you here for a few days, you will miss the wifi and air conditioning at home."
"That's true …" An Xiaxia felt that what he said made sense. She saw a young villager holding a guitar and playing a tuneless tune.
"I remember that you know how to play the guitar." Sheng Yize's dark eyes stared straight at her, the flames and stars reflected in his eyes.
An Xiaxia said, "Uh, I know a little, but I'm just so-so."
"It's okay. Can you play that song?" Sheng Yize told her the name of the song.
An Xiaxia nodded. "Yes."
Sheng Yize smiled, stood up, and said a few words to the villager. The man handed the guitar to him without hesitation.
Xiao Jiu jeered, "Senior Sheng, are you going to perform?"
The crowd immediately cheered, "Give me one! Give me one! "
Sheng Yize's eyes were picturesque as he smiled, "No, it was my wife who played."
Everyone was a little disappointed, but he added calmly, "I'll sing."
"Wow —" The atmosphere was warm and full of anticipation.
An Xiaxia tried the sound and felt a little embarrassed. Perhaps it was because of the fire, but her face was slightly red.
The soothing and beautiful prelude sounded, and the crowd quieted down.
Sheng Yize cleared his throat and slowly sang in a low and seductive voice.
It was a classic love song — "At Least I Still Have You."
An Xiaxia's face turned even redder.
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