When they heard that they were going to beat the drum and spread the flowers, everyone responded.

The guest officials, the girls, and even the old Chinese medicine Mu, Wei Xiaobao, and Deyue, who was also a little maid with Qingwen, were all invited to join the game by the unmistakable Miss Xiyue.

Above the lobby, dozens of people formed a big circle according to the arrangement, and then, everyone found their position and sat on the ground.

Today, Bai Yue combs his head with high sideburns and hairpins, and wears a jujube red stand-up collar sword sleeve sword and horse suit, he is heroic and beautiful, and he is not lost in Xiyue's shy flower appearance. She volunteered to be the key drummer.

So, Xiyue handed the satin flower ball to the hands of the moon, and at the same time, whispered two words in the ear of the moon, and after speaking, the two sisters couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

Bai Yue was pulled with her back to the circle of people and waited, and sat down at the edge of the hall, at this time, her eyes were covered by white satin.

I saw her sitting upright, calming down for a while, and then, holding the drum with one hand and the mallet with the other......

At this time, there was silence on the field, and the people seated in the circle waited for her to lower the hammer and beat the drum.

People are already watching and getting ready......

A heavy drum sounded, like a silver bottle, opened up the situation on the field: it began to pass flowers.

"Bang bang bang-" The flowers flew away, people's atmosphere went straight out, you retreat and I threw it, if this flower ball is not "safe" with other people, it is "dangerous" in your own arms, so everyone is in a hurry, sweating and sweating the backbone......

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The drums suddenly stopped.

"Why did the drum beat stop?!" also sat in a circle surrounded by big guys, at this time, the bustard was a little inexplicable.

When she looked up again, she saw that everyone was looking at her.

The old bustard looked down at his arms again, and the satin flower ball that had just been thrown over had not yet had time to be thrown out by his plump and delicate hands, and it was shining brightly.

"Oh, it can't be me, right?!" The old bustard remembered the relationship between the drum break and the flowers, and she tried to push the flowers out of her arms with more force, which caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding guests. It turned out to be really yourself!

Xu is to get some elegant speaking and singing in front of several adults, the old bustard who has not been on stage for many years is really a little timid, she is holding the satin flower ball, thinking for a while, and waving her hand again and again, said: "Don't come to the stopper, don't come to the plug (Jinling pronunciation, no-do meaning)"

"Mom, you have been working hard behind the scenes for our girls for many years, and it is rare to show up this time, but it is really a big face for all of you. Xiyue smiled and played round.

Wei Xiaobao has always been intimate inside and out, just a little "stubborn master" who coaxed the seedlings, he looked anxious, so he shouted from the opposite side regardless of it: "Mother, what are you still humble? Coax the child's lullaby, you will always do it, right?"

"Hey!" the old bustard stomped his foot, as if he felt that it was his own momentary cowardice, which had ruined the face of the auditorium, so the old bustard showed his voice without thinking about it this time, to make up for the brief hesitation just now.

True, a mouth, the word is round, and now Langlang Kaitai weather,

"Qing-green riverside grass-"

The prefect closed his eyes and listened carefully, and Lord Jia shook his head even more.

It is no wonder that the bustard is a golden signboard that resounded in Jinling ten years ago, his voice is medium thick and pure, and his tone is sad and gradually rising.

"Mian-Mian thinks about the distance-"

People are immersed in this melodious tune, as if they are saying goodbye to their friends, and they don't know when they will be able to reunite...... I could only hear the old bustard continue to sing: "Rongrong Slope Flowers-"

Everyone is waiting for the brilliance of this closing sentence.

The old bustard didn't drag his voice, nor did he vibrato, and simply sang the last sentence neatly: "Cow - only feed - "

Everyone looked down and wondered, what does this lyric mean?

One, two, three, four...... Wei Xiaobao snapped four fingers and re-repeated the four lyrics of his mother's mother in his heart:

"Green riverside grass,

Thinking about the distance.

Rongrong slope flowers,

Cattle feed. ”

"Aha-" The people on the side also came to their senses and began to ridicule the old bustard's son Wei Xiaobao.

At this time, Wei Xiaobao was even more thoughtful, it turned out that his mother was scolding himself for taking maternal love for granted on weekdays, and he didn't know Mount Tai because he had eyes.

With a look of shame, Wei Xiaobao looks like a little sheep with a super good attitude of confession......

The drums beat again, and the joy seemed to begin.

As soon as the drum stopped, "flutter-" A little maid of seven or eight years old was hit on the head by a satin flower, and she was frightened, and she cried out loudly.

It was Xiao Qingwen sitting at Deyue's house, she hurriedly took out a handkerchief, comforted Deyue with kind words, and said, "Deyue, don't cry, it's no big deal." ”

Xiyue owed a debt to the prefect, and said: "Don't be surprised, today's pick-up for Lord Jia is also a great joy for me to listen to the Oriole Pavilion in the year, therefore, these little promises and little maids who have never seen the world are blessed by the two adults to come to have joy in this face, I don't want to, they are still too immature, and I hope that the adults will take care of it." ”

"It doesn't matter. The prefect said with a smile.

Xiao Qingwen stepped forward, holding a satin flower ball in her hand, and said to Miss Xiyue: "I wonder if the little girl can sing for Deyue?"