Before it was dark, a blazing bonfire was lit in the clearing, and an iron frame was erected on the fire, on which the washed and cut sheep skewers were grilled.

The young man Deji brought out an old-fashioned stereo, and the music sounded, and the shepherds presented Hada to the three distinguished guests, and then pulled them around the fire and danced the pot village.

I have to say that Shang Shiyin really has a talent for dancing, with coordinated hands and feet, and he is very quick to get started. He simulated a suit of Tibetan style clothes, and it was difficult to find him in the crowd. The witch's dancing posture stumbled, and as soon as she moved, she didn't know how to put her hands and feet. Aunt Qu Zhen, who can tie her own pigtails in her hair, taught her hand-in-hand, and the person who taught was very patient and the person who learned was also very attentive.

Qu Zhen's aunt is thirty-seven or eighteen years old, which is the age when the charm still exists, and her appearance is dignified, and the years have not had time to carve traces on her face. She has two husbands, and she is extremely caring for her, and the nourishment of double love, coupled with her ability to dress up, makes her look much younger than other women.

Luo Youcheng also got started quickly, although he was not as attentive as Shang Shiyin, he was also decent, and he would never look abrupt in the crowd. Medoram was always by his side, glancing at him from time to time.

The shepherds don't usually speak much, but they are very good at singing and dancing to bring rhythm. Pubu's singing voice is clear and far-reaching, and Qu Zhen's grandmother's voice is more like a clear spring, without a trace of impurities. Under the starry night sky, listen to the ethereal singing of near and far. Grease drips onto the fire, and the flames that rise from time to time seem to dance to the music. Before drinking, Luo Youcheng was already drunk.

When the whole sheep is charred, Deji takes the sheep off, cuts it into thin pieces, and puts it in a large basin. Kampot sprinkles a layer of herbal powder on top of the meat pieces and mixes well.

Around the fire, the crowd sat in a circle around the bowl. The big bowl was filled with barley wine, and everyone sang a toast.

They still retain the custom of three sips and a cup, Luo Youcheng does not drink heavily, Pubu pours him three times in a row, and after he is full, he no longer drinks, and the master no longer persuades. The merchant hid good wine, and the amount of wine was not small, and when he drank it, he called the elders brothers. The witch is also very proud, since she got drunk at Lishuiwan Castle, this girl has fallen in love with wine, and will go to the canteen on weekdays to buy some wine with credit, but the amount has always been well controlled. Today I completely let go.,Drink bowl after bowl with the collector's aunts.。

Luo Youcheng is not the first time to eat roasted whole sheep, in Dongsang River, Longnan, Chen Dayong once entertained Luo Youcheng with roasted whole sheep, the atmosphere was very deliberate, far less relaxed and comfortable than now. The mutton, which is mixed with the fragrance of grass powder, tastes unique.

During this period, Luo Youcheng sent an invitation to Kampot and Pubu to join the academy, and the two were very hesitant, they had lived in this land for more than 40 years, and their homeland was inseparable. Deji is very interested, and young people are always more aggressive than older people.

In the second half of the dinner, Medoram sat next to Luo Youcheng and pestered him to tell his story. Luo Youcheng doesn't tell his own stories, only what he has seen and heard. 's own story, except for fighting and killing, is lackluster. The little girl's interest in Luo Youcheng is much greater than her interest in what she has seen, and from time to time she leads the topic to Luo Youcheng. So, Luo Youcheng told his sweet love story with Liu Mei.

As Medoram listened, her words became less and less, and her mouth curled. When the story was finished, the little girl stopped talking at all, and sat sullenly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Waiting for the little girl to go to the toilet, Shang Shiyin came over, "Sir, you refuse a little girl's love like this, isn't it?" ”

Luo Youcheng slapped him on the head: "The wine can't stop your mouth, and you still have the heart to listen to the wall." ”

The merchant smiled and said, "Wine can plug my mouth, but it can't plug my ears." ”

Luo Youcheng was about to kick, but Shang Shiyin jumped up like a rabbit and ran to Deji to drink.

Medoram came back after a long time, and when he came back, he was smiling, and like no one else, he didn't listen to the story anymore, but only heard and heard. Luo Youcheng found that this little girl had a very good personality and was not tired at all when she got along.

The bonfire dinner party ended near the wee hours of the morning, and the merchant did not know whether he had a good amount of wine or was overperforming, as if he had nothing to do; The witch was already drunk. The shepherds wanted to stay overnight, but Luo Youcheng felt that the manor was not too far away, and it would only take twenty minutes to fly over, so he politely refused.

Before leaving, Luo Youyou made a deal on behalf of Medoram, he would give her the permission to enter the manor, and if she encountered an irresistible danger, she would take the herdsmen to the manor to take refuge, and the wisdom of the manor would provide them with good shelter. If her abbas figure it out, they are always welcome.

Luo Youcheng hugged the witch who was few or two heavy, and returned to the manor with Shang Shiyin. As soon as Shang Shiyin entered the house, he covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

Vomiting is also contagious, and the witch always seems to be able to keep pace with Shang Shiyin in this regard, and when Shang Shiyin's voice just came out of the bathroom, the witch in Luo Youcheng's arms also had a seizure.

Looking at the filth all over his body, Luo Youcheng was very upset. It seems that except for his lovely sister Liu, the young women he knows are not very particular. Needless to say, the sloppy king, no one compares to the group of females. Ligg and the witch are usually normal, but one hiccups kill someone, and the other drinks don't kill people, and the end result is quite human.

Luo Youcheng called the smart housekeeper and asked him to arrange a smart housekeeper to help the witch take a bath. After he cleaned himself up, he went to see two of his men. After Shang Shiyin drank a bowl of sobering soup, he had already fallen asleep. The witch was also washed by the intelligence and was sleeping unconscious. Tony leaves Luo Youcheng to check if her dreams are normal.

Luo Youcheng lay on the bed for less than two minutes, and Tony returned.

"Don't worry about her in the future." Tony let out a long sigh of relief.

"Good?"

"It's so good, the firewall doesn't need to be added to her, she has compiled unbreakable dreams for herself, and it is growing, what she dreams about every day is the day before, and her dream is another part of her life. By the way, Long Arm has become a superhero in her dreams. ”

"Day and night, two lives, will it cause a split personality?" Luo Youcheng said worriedly.

"Probably not, it's all sunny. And other people also appeared in her dream, you and Yingying were in it. After Tony finished speaking, he felt that it was not convincing enough, and added: "I will pay attention to her from time to time, don't worry." ”

Early the next morning, Shang Shiyin went out after breakfast, and he was going to give the injured cloth monitor. The witch hadn't woken up yet, and Luo Youcheng said a few words on behalf of the smart housekeeper and went out. He was going to look south to see if anything else he would find.

On this day, he found a juvenile glow forty kilometers to the south, whose shell was just over two meters tall. The gray hairs on the forehead were different from the ones I had seen before, not in a circle, but in a pinch that stretched from the top of the head to the forehead, as if someone had smeared a brush there. Luo Youcheng named the first one "Toutuo", and the juvenile was called "a handful of hair". The "brain" of a handful of hairs is only the size of a pika, and the excreted poison capsule is only the size of a cherry. The passing bears did not pay attention to the small poison capsules, and one bear stepped on one before barely raising its paws to sniff in front of its nose. After observing for two hours, there was no movement in a pinch of hair. Luo Youcheng collected a small poison capsule, left a monitor, and then flew west.

He traveled thirty kilometers westward, stopping from time to time to peer at plant sight, but finding nothing, and then turning northeast and returning to the ranch estate.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was hanging obliquely on the western canopy, and on the grass not far from the manor, two women, one tall and one short, sat on their knees, pulling out two long shadows. Five meters in front of them lay five wild yaks and seven sheep. As the saying goes, "playing the harp to the cow" ridicules people for speaking and doing things without looking at the object, but these cows and sheep are listening to a flute music intently.

Luo Youcheng heard the voice of the witch's piccolo for the first time, and the flute sound was melodious and continuous, clear and distant, just like the singing voice of Qu Zhen's aunt. This song is the one Qu Zhen sang last night, and the witch just listened to it once.

At the end of the song, Luo Youcheng couldn't help but applaud. The two women turned their heads and immediately stood up. Luo Youcheng couldn't help frowning when he saw the woman next to the witch, his mind was hooked by the song before, and he didn't pay attention.

He said with a calm face: "Mei Duo, didn't you tell you not to run around?" Don't be a girl only. ”

Medoram stuck out her tongue, pointed to the cattle and sheep and said with a smile: "Sir, don't scare me, Sister Aisha has asked these friends, this is far from the mountains, and the monkeys will not move here, and they will not either." ”

Even the witch's real name is known, and it seems that the two women have been chatting for a long time.

"Do you know?"

"Well, I left him with the satellite communicator, and only asked Sister Aisha to help me tell him he's okay an hour ago. I'm not going back tonight, I'm going to stay at the manor to play. Medoram looked at him with pleading eyes.

For this playful girl, Luo Youcheng has no choice, so she can only go. He looked at the witch and encouraged:

"It's very good, and I have the opportunity to blow more."

The witch's face was slightly red, and she handed the flute to Luo Youcheng: "Mr. will also play a song." ”

Luo Youcheng was also interested, took the flute and played a song "Our Family is a Husky", he only focused on practicing two tunes, and the other was "One Two Three Dogs", which was originally intended to be used in battle, but he grew up too fast and soon lost the interest of children.

The song was very cheerful, but the wild yaks and wild goats did not appreciate it, and got up one after another, turned around and walked away. Luo Youcheng experienced what it was like to play a flute to cattle and sheep. Fortunately, the two women were very popular, so he insisted on finishing the song.

At dinner, Luo Youcheng asked Medoram: "What do you think about it, Abba?" Do you want to join the college? ”

Medoram put down his chopsticks, grimaced, rolled his eyes for a while, and said in a firm tone, "Whether Aba wants to go or not, I must go." ”