Chapter 631: Qingzhai
In the village, there is a bending river clear spring flowing from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, all the stone houses and bamboo houses are flowing down along this bending river, at this time, it is already evening, it is about to fall night, the whole village is lit up and down the fiery red lanterns.
The entrance of the village is also very lively, the people of the neighboring Xiaozhai tribe dragged their families to see the excitement, and the Xiling Lan Chu Tianmu and his party were mixed in these people into the village, which was not conspicuous at all.
No one cares about it, and some people even look at their outfits, know that they are outsiders, and specially greet them for business.
When passing by a clothing store, a big-bellied boss rushed out of it and stopped them: "A few distinguished guests, at first glance, are from other places who have come to participate in the Qingai Festival held by Qingzhai within a radius of 100 miles, right?" ”
"Yes, how is this year's Youth Day different from usual?" Xiling Lan asked quietly back.
"The Qingai Festival held in our Qingzhai, the scale is not small, it is definitely compared with the Girls' Day held by the Baimiao tribe in the past, our Qingzhai is a neutral village, and the surrounding small and small tribes will participate in the Qingai Festival, there are many girls of appropriate age, and there are young boys, with great strength, as long as they look at each other, they can immediately take it home......" The big-bellied boss has a humorous tone with a bit of southern Xinjiang flavor.
Xiling Lan thought of it, TV commercials, as long as 988, as long as 988, xx you take home......
I wonder if my father, mother, and brothers are okay?
Chu Tianmu saw that Xiling Lan fell into that kind of blurry and fluttering daze again, and the slight sadness on her forehead made Chu Tianmu unhappy, he hoped that his woman was the happiest woman in the world.
But Xiling Lan didn't seem to have anything to say to him, he had been looking forward to it, waiting for her to take the initiative to tell him that they could walk together through thick and thin.
"Hey, it turned out to be a blind date meeting!" Here, Zi 11 said the key.
"You can also say that, there have always been more girls in our southern Xinjiang than young men, so young men can marry two wives, no matter whether you have a wife at home or not, you are likely to meet the girl in your heart here today, however, I suggest that a few masters come to our store first, buy a dress from southern Xinjiang, and change their clothes, so that they have a better chance of getting the favor of beautiful southern Xinjiang girls......" The big-bellied boss finally brought the topic back to his original intention.
I want to sell them a dress in southern Xinjiang style, go around in such a big circle!
Chu Tianmu groaned slightly, and agreed.
took the lead in entering the clothing store on the side of the street in Qingzhai, and Zi Shiyi followed happily, with a look of smugness, Jia Yi also entered, Fu Ye, Yuan Xuan and others entered.
Seeing this, Tang Yuan dragged Xiling Lan's clothes and walked at the back, expecting Ai Ai and Xiling Lan to bite their ears, "Master, you see that His Royal Highness was advocated by this boss, so he neatly agreed to change his clothes, master, you can watch it for a while, be careful that Your Highness is hooked by this girl from southern Xinjiang...... Your Royal Highness is really, no matter how good-looking the girl in Southern Xinjiang is, she is not as good as our master, even if there is our master, no one can fight with our master! ”
Xiling Lan puffed and was happy, and pointed to the center of Tang Yuan's eyebrows. "I mean, what do you have in your head all day? No wonder it hasn't grown up until it reaches the stage of internal strength! ”
Tangyuan was originally a piece of good intentions, but the master didn't appreciate it, and couldn't help but be angry, and took the eye to pick out the Zi Eleven who was trying a robe from southern Xinjiang, and the eye knife was thrown like a flying knife, and he couldn't wait to rip off a piece of meat from Zi Eleven.
(ISU Literature)