Maybe Li Hong would never have thought of what Wang Xia was experiencing at the moment?

After a long journey, I came to the foot of a beautiful mountain with beautiful scenery and a pleasant heart, but I was in a dilemma and did not know how to go up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It really verifies the saying, women are water, and men are mountains. The mountain in front of him is majestic and magnificent, all as tall as a man.

Wen Guoqiang looked up, looking at the straight path of the bamboo fence connecting and joining, kicking and kicking, there is no doubt that it leads directly to the top of the mountain.

I couldn't help but point to the path of the bamboo fence and beckoned: "Brother, let's go up and climb up along this path?"

"Brother, go up directly, how cool, but what about my brother and sister?"

Wen Guoqiang glanced at him, and Wang Xia, who was beside him, thought thoughtfully: By the way, Wang Xia is still in an extraordinary period, how can she climb the ladder?

Then he leaned over and said goodbye to his cousin: "Cousin, otherwise, I will go up the hillside path with Wang Xia."

You follow this shortcut straight to the top of the mountain?"

"It's good!"

I saw the man Lisuo stretch out a few strong arrow fingers, and pointed in the direction of the thick canopy and leafy branches on the top of the mountain:

"Let's meet under the tree. If you see it, a few people can't hold the tree god, legend has it that people who climb to the top of the mountain have to come here to worship, not only can bring people auspicious luck!"

"Okay, okay...... Okay, cousin, that's a good note!"

Wen Guoqiang answered the voice, while holding Wang Xia, and walked around the stone steps under the hillside.

Looking at the bright light step after step, as if it was built by a skilled craftsman, it only accommodated the next person's footprints that walked forward smoothly.

Wen Guoqiang leaned sideways, cautiously, and climbed up step by step with difficulty.

There is really no road, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road.

After a long period of effort, when he arrived at the meeting point at the top of the mountain, after bowing to the tree god, Wen Guoqiang led his cousin to the mountain temple not far away.

Legend has it that for every guest who came here, the mountain god chose a beautiful girl to call the goddess in order to welcome the newcomers who came from afar.

The goddess has the wisdom of the mountain god and the love of God, and gives the wisdom and light of the gods to every saint man and woman who comes to this mountain.

I saw a woman in the distance, dressed in white, with a white veil on her head, a silver silk and white belt around her waist, and a waterfall-like haircut.

The most fascinating and frightening thing is her eyes, which are thin and long, slightly raised, and pale black under the pale curved eyebrows.

Wang Xia couldn't help but be stunned, it was the first time she had seen such a beautiful woman.

I saw the woman put her hands together, her thumb reverently and respectfully against the door of her heart, her eyebrows stretched, her eyes slightly closed, she bowed, and got up slightly.

Wang Xia gestured with a friendly smile, nodded slightly, and couldn't help but sigh.

Such a beautiful woman, she is really a beautiful woman in the Tianshan Mountains, and she looks like a fairy descending from heaven.

The most amazing thing is the eyes of the woman in front of her. I've never seen such dark gray eyes before.

The eyes are dignified, kind, and sad, but they seem to contain a kind of sacrosanct reserve, which is bottomless.

Wang Xia wondered thoughtfully, could it be that she was staring at me positively with a compassionate and condescending eye? She observed me with her rich experience and peculiar sensitivity, and then answered my greeting with a simple affirmative or negative tone?

Seeing Wang Xia staring at the woman in front of her so stunned, Wen Guoqiang pulled Wang Xia's sleeve. It seems to remind something.

Wang Xia frowned and sighed softly.

I see, I see, maybe this is the simplest communicative language you have here, talking with eye contact?!

I saw Wang Xia look at the woman and make a big salute, and then kowtow to Wen Guoqiang in front of a row of stone statues in the mountain temple, get up respectfully, and turn around to say goodbye.

Just a few steps out of the mountain temple, I saw a woman with vicissitudes of life and silver temples from a distance, hunched over her back, walking with heavy steps.

Judging from the woman following behind, with her vigorous steps and smiling expression, it was obvious that she was following the will of the old woman, as if she was welcoming guests from afar.

Wen Guoqiang didn't have time to ask more questions and think more, and a hurried forward and approached the elderly woman almost at a trot.

Tightly grasping the woman's skeletal hands, judging from the woman's exposed muscles and bones, it was obviously thin and withered.

I saw the man say distressedly: "Mother, you have suffered, and your son is not filial, which has made you tired." ”

I saw the woman smile indifferently, as if she had no time to care about the words of the man in front of her, and the woman behind Zhao Wen Guoqiang smiled heartily and enthusiastically.

Hearing this laughter, several young women who followed behind the elderly woman walked forward politely and politely, and after saluting Wang Xia with their hands folded and respectfully, the two of them turned sideways and supported Wang Xia with one sleeve and one arm, left and right.

In this way, Wang Xia and Wen Guoqiang's cousin, without leaving Wen Guoqiang's shadow, walked along the rugged path and came to Wen Guoqiang's home.

As soon as I entered the main room, I saw a one-year-old man with a pale face, sitting quietly on a chair with vicissitudes of life, and most of his body was reclining on the back of the chair, looking very weak.

Wen Guoqiang hurriedly walked forward, holding back his tears, and said: "Dad, the child is not filial, and you have been wronged!"

I only heard a plop, landed on my knees, and kowtowed to the old man in front of me three times.

The old man trembled slightly, and his two hands struggled to hold on to the chair handle, wanting to get up slowly and help up the filial son in front of him.

At this time, Wang Xia hurriedly stepped forward, helped Wen Guoqiang up, and comforted the old man in front of him, "Dad, please sit down, your body and bones are important! I believe that the gods will definitely appear, and your illness will definitely get better." ”

The old man's originally struggling body only stood for a small half, and he had not yet stood upright, so he slowly sat down on the chair seat and leaned back slightly in response to the reserved and polite greeting of the girl in front of him.

In the middle of the night, the old man's eyes were full of affection, and his hands were full of gratitude, interlocking his fingers, and he looked at Wang Xia and Wen Guoqiang's cousin one by one.

At this time, the mother-in-law, who was originally standing behind Wen Guoqiang, was over the age of six, but she walked forward with the steps of Lilang, holding on to the wheelchair.

I saw the old man turn in a semicircle of less than 180 degrees and walk towards the back room.

After a few minutes, the old man walked out of the back room and explained: "Your father is weak and can't talk or get excited, so let him go into the house and rest!"

Wang Xia listened to the words of her future mother-in-law, and pulled the woman's hands with great pity, "Mom, don't worry, Jiren has his own blessed image, Dad's illness will definitely get better, and there will be no problem!"

seems to be polite and sincere, and before he can say a few words, in a blink of an eye, the sky is gradually coming to an end.

In the evening, there were many people gathered around the house, and not only put a big thick stick at the door, but also weaved a fire in the hall opposite.

Looking at piles of dry firewood, Wang Xia thoughtfully murmured to Chaowen Guoqiang, could it be that he ordered a bonfire?

Wen Guoqiang hugged Wang Xia lightly, and patted Wang Xia's side back lightly with one hand, "Just watch, you can't say it! Why are there so many things, if you don't speak, no one treats you as a dumb person!"

Wang Xia rolled her eyes at Wen Guoqiang, and from the naughty and playful energy, she didn't seem to realize that the bonfire at night was lit for herself.

And he will be the protagonist of the starlight dinner, so what is about to go on stage?

Wang Xia, who was already bold and cold, at this time, her white and delicate skin took advantage of the flame of wanting to burn, her cheeks turned into a touch of crimson, and she was ashamed to become a red glow, which was charming!

The sky darkened little by little, and I don't know when a lovely crescent moon rose, and the bright moonlight fell softly on everyone's body.

As the sky became darker and darker, more and more people gathered in the courtyard of Wen Guoqiang's house, and the dense crowd included men and women, old and young, and by the light of stars and moonlight, they lit piles of bonfires one after another.

Wang Xia was confused by the second monk at this time, and there were surprises for a while.

Are the people here so hospitable?

Wang Xia looked at the handsome young men and the girls dressed up in fancy clothes, and seemed to have a premonition to ask: If you don't sleep at night, what show is going to be staged when you gather together to be lively?

With the starlight and moonlight and dazzling firelight, Wang Xia can clearly see that the girls around her are getting denser and denser.

At this time, if you look at the satellite image taken from the aerial photography, it looks like a cluster of blooming flower buds, ready to bloom.

Wang Xia became a flower fairy and stood in a cluster among the flowers.

Flattered, he unconsciously stretched out his little hand and pulled Wen Guoqiang's arm, and asked in a low voice: "What program are you going to perform tonight? What kind of festival is it?"

"Didn't I tell you, just look at it, don't talk about it, and ask? Besides, let my mother see it, I will definitely blame, I don't know what I'm yelling about? I scared the gods away!"

Wang Xia didn't dare to say much as she seemed to have realized, and saw one by one the fairy women turning around from her, circling around her.

Maybe it was out of curiosity, I saw Wang Xia standing in place, staring at the big eyes of the water spirit, staring and witnessing, as if looking at a fresh blockbuster for the first time.

The girls have high noses, big eyes, deep eye sockets, dark skin, big nostrils, and big lips.

Wang Xia couldn't help but sigh, but she didn't expect that the characters she saw on TV would be seen with her own eyes.

Witnessing a fairy-like beauty, walking around him enchantingly, dancing hand and foot, as if he was practicing some etiquette.

Wang Xia remembered a story she had heard from an old man when she was a child: In the far east, there was a group of people who lived in the cold mountains, and in order to survive, they lived strongly.

Judging from their complexion, it seems that they are getting healthier and healthier the more they get sun, they are resistant to heat and not afraid of the sun, from the bridge of their high noses, it seems that they are better protecting themselves, so that the air they breathe in is not too cold, and from their deep eye sockets, in order to block the snow from flowing into their eyes at once.

Even if the wind and sand are fierce, it is not easy to accumulate sand, and the deep eyes seem to have been through vicissitudes of life, through years of hardships, full of perseverance and beauty.

Wang Xia not only exclaimed, such a tenacious beauty, beautiful freedom, beautiful calm!

Looking at the simple houses and thatched huts around her, at this moment, the girl did not feel any cold, as if everything came from the gift of nature.

As the surrounding bonfires burned more and more, the people sitting around the bonfire sang songs that they could not understand the rhythm, and the girls sang and danced around Wang Xia.

It's no wonder that you can't help but be infected by this atmosphere, no matter who you are, you can't help but hum the song along with the lyrics you don't understand, singing and dancing at the same time.

Of course, Wang Xia is no exception, although she is pregnant, she still can't help but beat slowly.

With the rhythm, twist your posture and show off your steps.

The singing is getting louder and louder, the bonfire is burning brighter and louder, and the people who are singing and dancing are dancing and singing happily!

It seems that the beautiful scenery is too fast to go.

People often think that the quickest and fastest walk is the most beautiful moment.

After the bonfire burned for a while, looking at the sparkling flames, the dancing women sat around the flames.

Sing about wine, raise a glass and sing, and don't enjoy yourself!

Wang Xia naturally sat beside a bunch of girls, surrounded by the flames, Wen Guoqiang's cousin gathered around the men's pile, raising a glass to drink, and Wen Guoqiang? He was always supporting his elderly father and his mother, who was wearing a new dress.

Of course, Wen Guoqiang also understood in his heart that this grand dinner was specially organized by his mother for himself and Wang Xia. It was only in order to avoid Wang Xia's restraint that he deliberately concealed it.

Looking at the hospitality of the people in the village, Wen Guoqiang was very moved, but he didn't expect God to send an angel to him, and then there was a lucky star.

It seems that all the people are in full swing and jubilant!

When the bonfire is extinguished, I don't know if it is the smell of smoke from the dry wood stove or the smell of fireworks from the people around you.

At this time, it is the smoke lingering, and the clouds are curling.

Wang Xia looked at it and was stunned, the scenery here is beautiful, and the women's dancing is even more beautiful. I didn't expect that the woman would smoke and drink?!

After several carnivals, people dispersed at the end of the song, and wave after wave of people left the courtyard of Wen Guoqiang's house one after another.

I don't know if it's the smell of the fire, or the roasted wild ducks, hares, pheasants, and wild game, it's very tempting.

Looking at the fresh and beautiful fruit platter pattern all over the ground, Wang Xia's small hand pulled Wen Guoqiang's sleeve: "My dear, let's sit here for a while! Such a sumptuous dinner, if it is wasted, what a pity!"

"Gluttonous cats, who are here to eat and drink, but everyone is just for the sake of etiquette.

Whoever comes to the guest, a village will put on the clothes that are reluctant to eat during the New Year, prepare the delicious food that the family is not willing to eat, bring it over, and share it together. ”

"What? According to what you say, haven't I become a distinguished guest?

"What? How many times do you want to live in your life? How many times do you want to be a daughter-in-law?"

"I hate it, people just talk about it, and they don't forgive people!"