She took another bite, and on this day, for some reason, she felt a rare quiet, and such silence was suppressed.

Xiao Dongniang couldn't taste a little salt in the dishes she cooked, that is, she didn't let go of salt at all.

The peach blossoms in the village are still the same, but the villagers began to talk less, and everyone was doing their work with their heads bored, even the good farm tools they got a few days ago did not make them laugh anymore.

Not to mention the people in the village, even Shen Qingci herself was inexplicably a little upset, and even, she leaned her head against the wall, and couldn't help but hit the wall with her head.

Until outside, for some reason, there was a rapid sound of gongs and drums.

Shen Qingci stood up straight, and also walked outside the door, and saw that the villagers had all walked out of the house, and they were all walking in one direction.

What's going on?

Shen Qingci didn't explain to the Tanglin people at all, she had only been here for half a month, no, it should have been several months, after all, she was so seriously injured at the time, but when she woke up, the injuries on her body were all healed.

And she doesn't like to spy on other people's hidden people, she is just an outsider after all, so in Tanglin, she has never regarded herself as a native of the village, and she has never thought about getting anything in the village.

And now the voice is very high, so loud, it almost creates a shackle on the heart, and then it is deeply imprisoned in everything.

She didn't want to go, but even Xiaodong was in the past, and it seemed that it was not too suitable for her to stay here.

Lifting the skirt, she followed behind, she just wanted to know what was going on, although she was not from the village, but after all, she still lived here, ate here, if there was really something, then, she could help, and she would definitely help, and she would never be stingy.

There are more and more people in the village, and everyone is dragging their families, even the children in their arms are also being carried over.

And Shen Qing has been here for so long, she really has never seen so many people in the village, she actually doesn't know how many people there are in the village, and there are many who have never seen it.

At this time, in front of a mountain, a table had been set up in front of it, and there was a large incense burner on the table, and the incense in the incense burner was also being lit.

Shen Qingci looked up at the mountain in front of him.

What this mountain looks like, maybe even these Tanglin people don't know, right?

The village chief stepped forward, his gray beard was also gently raised with the wind, he faced the mountain in front of him, no one knew, at this time, the tears in his eyes were forced down by him.

The people of Tanglin are not so perfect, God is always fair, so that they have less war and strife, but in the end, it is inevitable that their wives will be separated and their husbands and wives will be separated.

The village chief stretched out his hand and gently stroked the stones on the mountain, which felt like caressing his own children, and in that hazy sight, he could only have thoughts in the dead of night.

He turned around, picked up three more sticks of incense, lit them, and inserted them into the censer.

"Fellow villagers, we are going to choose people again this year."

"It's still the same as in previous years, above fifteen and below fifty."

The old people, women and children in the village all cried secretly, and although those men had no words, they were not without some unbearable feelings, although they might not be drawn, but the rabbit died and the dog was cooked, and it was inevitable that there would be a trace of incomprehensible sadness.

The village chief held a bamboo tube and put it in front of these adult men, one of them smoked one, the Tanglin people have followed more than ten generations, and now the village has more than a thousand people, and the young and middle-aged men also have more than a few hundred, and from these hundreds of people, two people will be drawn.

Shen Qingci stood aside and watched, and she didn't understand at all, what were these people doing?

When she had time, she had to ask Xiaodong to become a talent.

In the end, a middle-aged man in his forties was drawn, and a young boy of sixteen years old.

"Let's go back, everybody."

The village chief waved his hand, then turned his back to everyone, and put his hand on the stone mountain again, and in his ears, the cry of the villagers could still be heard, and the two families who were drawn were about to be separated.

Whether it is dead or alive is also determined by heaven.

Shen Qingci turned around and was about to leave, but in the end, she couldn't help but glance back at the village chief, who was still standing with his back to the crowd, so far, she didn't know what kind of mood the village chief was in?

But Shen Qingci found that the village chief's shoulders trembled slightly, he should be very sad.

"Xiaodong, you come with me," Shen Qingci waved at Xiaodong.

Xiao Dong nodded, he didn't shackle as usual, he obediently followed behind Shen Qingci, hanging his little head very low.

Shen Qingci took out some dim sum for Xiaodong to eat, these dim sum are the only few she knows, and they are all taught to the women in the village, after the women in the village learn, as long as someone makes it, they will give her a copy, so she doesn't have much here, but there are a lot of dim sum.

Xiaodong used to love to eat these the most, because he had never eaten them, in fact, not to mention him, maybe even their elders had never heard of or seen them.

But what's wrong today, my favorite dim sum in the past, now I don't even look at it?

"What's the matter, don't you want to eat?"

Shen Qingci touched Xiaodong's little head, "Sister remembered some dim sum recipes again, and let your mother make them for you later." And she couldn't help sighing, there are really few things she can do, she just learned a few things at the beginning, but she really doesn't like it, her hands are used to earn those copper-smelling things, as for the rest, it is really to use it when it is less hateful.

She racked her brains, all of them wanted to leave something for the Tanglin people, after all, thousands of years, to the outside, it was just a blink of an eye, but for them, they were living without progress.

Xiaodong raised his face, but it was tearful, which also frightened Shen Qingci.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingci hurriedly pulled up his sleeve and wiped Xiaodong's tears, "Why are you crying, is it that the dim sum is not delicious, making you cry unpalatable?" ”

"No, no."

Xiao Dong shook his head vigorously, and then he lay on the table, crying breathlessly, which also made Shen Qingci not know what was going on, so he hurriedly called Xiao Dongniang.

Xiao Dongniang tried her best to coax Xiao Dong well, but Xiao Dong stopped crying, but her eyes were red.

Shen Qingci's intuition is related to today's draw.

"I know what you're asking?"

Xiao Dongniang wiped her tears, she pulled her horns, maybe she also wanted to give Shen Qingci a smile, but she really couldn't laugh.

"Anyway, you'll know about it sooner or later."