Behind the table sat a few circles to watch the lively villagers, and the servants of the leading family poured barley wine into the wooden bowls they had brought in front of them. These people didn't care about anything else, and drank it themselves.

Ram pulled them to sit down in the back row. Jiazhen sat beside Leng Yi. The middle bazaar did not come, he was at home to guard little Rob. Ram's mother had brought her own wooden bowl, and a servant had come and poured wine. Leng Yi took a sip of it, it was still sour, but it was much better than the barley wine he had drunk at Bazaar's house before.

Ram's father and mother humbly toasted Leng Yi, but her brother would just giggle and wait for someone else to let him drink, and he would drink it all in one gulp.

Jiazhen is also very novel, she has been away from her hometown for many years, and she sees the familiar scene again, and her face is full of excitement. The two daughters took turns to toast Leng Yi.

This barley wine tastes very light and feels like water. However, when the wine came up, it was amazing. Leng Yi has never drunk it, but he has a lot of experience in the wine field, and he is the most careful about this kind of wine, and he doesn't dare to drink more easily, so as not to know when he will get drunk.

However, intentions are always good, and many things often backfire. When the family of the master of the main seat arrived, the second daughter was already drunk and flushed. And Leng Yi also felt a little smoky.

When Ram saw his master's family coming, he ran over happily, bent down beside a young girl and cried out, "Hey! Dolma! ”

The girl turned around, and when she saw Ram, she was overjoyed, and almost jumped up and hugged her: "Ram! How did you get back? Didn't you say you got married? ”

"Miss you! It's back! Are you getting married today? I was really in a hurry! It's a pity that there are no good gifts for you. ”

"You can come back to my wedding, it's the best gift. I'm so happy! ”

The two women's buildings are together. The leader next to him stroked his beard and looked at the two of them and smiled.

Dolma beckoned a man over and said, "Oh! This is Gangcun, it's my husband, Gangcun, my friend from my childhood, Ram, who came back today to attend our wedding. ”

The man, who was chubby and obscene, bowed when he saw Ram, but his eyes remained fixed on her towering breasts.

The head said: "Daughter, go back to the table, it's started!" ”

Ram hurriedly took his leave and returned to Leng Yi's side.

A chubby old man, who seemed to be the officiant of the wedding, stood next to the bonfire and spoke loudly in Tibetan, one string after another. Jiazhen translated Leng Yi, that is, some words of blessing.

Then, the bride and groom toasted the relatives and guests next to each other. and toasted the whole village together. Then, it's time to dance around the bonfire.

When the show reaches this stage, it is free to play. Originally, in the countryside it is not much simpler than in the city. Ram pulled Leng Yi and took the wine glass to toast Dolma and them.

Zhuoma looked Leng Yi up and down, his eyes were full of admiration that could not be concealed, he looked at him intently, and said to Ram with a grin: "This is your husband, right?" So handsome! ”

Ram sighed: "How can I have this blessing, he is a merchant from the Great Song Dynasty, who passed by us and sent me back by the way." He is very good, and his martial arts are very high. ”

"Really?" Dolma looked surprised, rolled his eyes, and said to Ram, "Does he have a lot of strength?" ”

"It's big, and I can break the blade of a waist knife with both hands! Do you think he has a lot of strength? ――What do you want to do? Ram seemed to have just reacted, looking at him and smiling.

Dolma leaned into his ear and muttered a few words. Ram giggled and hit her. The two laughed, hugged each other and bit their ears.

Leng Yi stood next to him with a wine glass, and Jiazhen didn't follow, and he didn't know what they were talking about. He saw that the two of them were smiling happily, and he was also infected, and he looked at them with a smile.

Finally, Ram nodded, Zhuoma was overjoyed, drank wine with the two of them with a cup, and looked at Leng Yi carefully with a red face.

This Tibetan girl is much more beautiful than Ram, she is smart and generous, and she looks very eye-catching. Leng Yi also looked at her with a smile.

Ram and Jiazhen pulled Leng Yi to dance the pot dance. Leng Yi naturally can't jump, so he can only learn from her. However, soon, he will, after all, there are only a few repetitions of the Guozhuang dance, and it is still easy to master. After drinking, people dance to have fun, just to relax their mood, and they don't care about singing and dancing. This kind of song and dance, which is relatively simple and repetitive, is most suitable for dancing at this time. When it's time to get drunk, dancing is even more exciting.

When everyone in the audience was jubilant, the fat emcee began to host the next show.

The master of ceremonies chattered, and everyone rejoiced, of course, the most happy were the young men. Some of them have already begun to take off their shirts and gear up.

Ram took Leng Yi's hand and said a word of Tibetan to him, and Leng Yi looked at Jiazhen. Jiazhen just laughed, not translated.

Leng Yi was strange and asked her what Ram said, but Ram refused to say.

At this time, several servants pushed a large, round stone piled up in a corner into the field. Then, take a bowl of ghee and spread it evenly on top.

Leng Yi asked again: "What kind of game is this?" ”

Jiazhen said: "Yes, it is to pick up the stone bare-chested and throw it behind the shoulder." Whoever throws the most wins! You can't pick up a stone more than 10 breaths twice. That is, within ten exhalations, the stone must be picked up for the second time, otherwise it is considered a loss - this is the traditional greeting ceremony of the Missan tribe. It's fun. Then a strong man came into the game, took the stone and began to throw it. In the cheering and noise of the surrounding crowd, he threw it five times in a row! It was applauded by the audience.

Then, among the strong men on the field, some of them six times, some of them three times, and some of them couldn't hold the stone behind their shoulders because the stone was too slippery, which made the audience laugh.

Leng Yi noticed that among the guests sitting at the guest seat to marry the bride, there was a very strong man, short in stature, but the muscles of the whole body were bulging, his face was horizontal, and his eyes showed an unstoppable gaze, looking at the strong men holding stones in the long middle, the corners of his mouth showed a contemptuous sneer, holding the bowl, and kept drinking.

When no one was on the field anymore, the strong man stood up, walked into the middle of the field, bowed first to the person who greeted him, and then to the lord. Then he walked into the middle of the field, glanced at the slippery round stone, parted his two stubby stake-like legs, stood still, grabbed the round stone with both hands, shouted loudly, picked it up and lifted it to his shoulders and pushed it behind him, and immediately turned around, picked it up and pushed it behind his shoulders. And so repeatedly, hugging the shoulder in one breath a full sixteen times! That's ten more than the six times the village has hugged the shoulder the most!

The people in the audience were stunned, and they looked at each other one by one, and did not applaud, except for the lord and lady at the main table, who politely slapped them twice.

Leng Yi also smacked his tongue and asked Jiazhen in a low voice, "Why is this person so powerful?" ”

Jiazhen said: "Then you need to ask?" He is our Missan's number one strongman, named Jampa. But all the chiefs, lords, and other powerful people must invite him to participate. ”

"Invite him to attend? Why? Are you afraid that the other party will not give it and grab it? ”

Jiazhen smiled and leaned back: "That's a place like Bazaar, where there are no women and no money." The head lord is powerful and powerful, where is there any need to rob marriage. ”

"Then what did you ask him to do?"

Jiazhen smiled and said, "Wait a while, you'll know right away!" ”

At this time, an old man in the guest seat stood up and said a few words to the lord triumphantly, and the leader nodded reluctantly with a grimace.

Leng Yi was about to ask Jiazhen what they said, when he saw Zhuoma stand up, say something loudly, and then point his hand at Leng Yi. All the eyes of the audience were focused on Leng Yi.

Leng Yi was at a loss, and he didn't know what they were talking about, so he could only smile and nod at everyone.

The two families are still talking loudly. Leng Yi asked Jiazhen in a low voice, "What are you pointing at me?" ”

Jiazhen smiled even more happily and said in a low voice: "Zhuoma said that she wants you to help participate, and it is better to hold a stone than Naqiangba!" "Me?" Leng Yi glanced at the big stone again, confident that if he picked it up and threw it behind his shoulder, it would be no problem. Laughing: 'What's the reward for winning?' Jiazhen glanced at Ram and said with a smile, "The lord will give you a toast and praise you as the best warrior on the grassland!" ''That's it?'' ‘

'So what more do you want?' ‘

Leng Yi smiled, this is also, it was originally just entertainment. I drank alcohol and wanted to move event. He said, 'Okay, I can try.' Not necessarily won him, though. ”

Jiazhen pulled him to his side and whispered, "You have to win!" ”

"Why?"

"Great benefit for you! Listen to me! ”

"What's the benefit?"

Without waiting for Jiazhen to answer, Jiazhen had already pointed at Leng Yi again and said something loudly.

Ram, who was next to him, had already pulled him to his feet, walked to the center of the field, and suddenly put his hands around his neck and kissed him the cheek. All the villagers in Changzhong laughed and shouted, looking very excited.

Ram pointed to the strong man and the big round stone on the ground that had been regreezed, and said something loudly to Leng Yi. Of course, Leng Yi was at a loss, and could only look at Jiazhen.

Jiazhen grinned and pointed to the big round stone on the ground and made a gesture of picking it up.

Leng Yi nodded to Ram. Ram was overjoyed, hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. Then step aside.

Leng Yi's special steel bulletproof vest is not usually worn, he took off his coat, revealing the strong and strong tendon meat, the inverted triangle latissimus dorsi, the plateau-like strong pectoralis major muscle, the rectus abdominis muscle arranged in pieces, and the deltoid muscle bulging like the devil's fist, causing exclamations in the field, especially women. Dolma stood there, her eyes shining with surprise.

(To be continued)