For five consecutive days, Xie Chuyao was punctual for the patriarch and the four elders to boil medicine and detoxify, five days later, the toxins on their bodies were finally completely removed, and the people in the clan held a fire dance party in the evening in order to celebrate the complete recovery of the patriarch and the four elders.

And after these five days of getting along, the patriarch's prejudice against Xie Chuyao can be regarded as completely released, he understands her personality, and also knows Shang Jingcheng and her identity, of course, Ah Ganda also told the patriarch about their plan, although the patriarch did not say anything on the surface, but responded with actions, he directly handed over the scepter in his hand to his hand, and asked him to lead the strong young men in the clan to follow Shang Jingcheng and the two with him.

In the past few days, the happiest person is Ah Yimeng, she gets along with Xie Chuyao, she feels like her own sister, in her body, she feels the warmth of her aunt again, so for her, these five days are back to the previous happy days, and this is also the few days when she smiled the most after her aunt's death.

In the evening, during the fire ball, Shang Jingcheng and Xie Chuyao sat together, and they didn't speak between them, but the atmosphere was very good, the most natural.

Ah Yimeng came over from the side, looked at Shang Jingcheng and then at Xie Chuyao, and then came to her ear and whispered a laugh: "Sister, you are really compatible with Brother Ah Cheng, you just sit here, I look sweet." "It's not like she and Ah Ganda, who are always arguing with each other, as if he dislikes himself, ah no, what does she want that guy to do, they don't have that kind of relationship, hmph, annoyed him.

Xie Chuyao glanced back at Shang Jingcheng, and when he saw that he raised his eyebrows slightly, he knew that he must have heard her words, so he smiled and gently stroked Ah Yimeng's head and said, "Silly girl, you have seen Ah Ganda sweet these days, where are we sweet, it is obviously natural to sit here, okay." ”

Shang Jingcheng's hands couldn't help but tighten when he heard her words, but he didn't speak, still drinking his wine expressionlessly.

There is no good tea in this tribe, and he usually drinks some boiling water, but tonight it is rare to be so happy, and when the wine is prepared on the table, he will take a few sips.

Ah Yimeng flattened his mouth and said, "I don't want him, okay, okay, let's not talk about this, sister, let's go dancing together, okay, you haven't danced the fire dance yet, go over quickly, it's interesting!" So saying, she moved to pull her.

Xie Chuyao was pulled up by her with some enthusiasm, and then looked down at Shang Jingcheng and asked, "Do you want to be together?" "Wouldn't it be boring for him to sit here alone?

Shang Jingcheng shook his head and said, "No need, you guys can go." "He'll just have a drink, and it's good to watch them dance.

Xie Chuyao wanted to say a few more words, but she was pulled away by Ah Yimeng, and came behind everyone, looking at the men and women dancing around the bonfire, her heart was very excited, after all, it was the first time to dance the bonfire dance with people from a tribe, and the atmosphere here was very good, a group of people danced and sang at the same time, and they laughed very happily, which made her feel unprecedentedly relaxed.

"Come on, sister, let's dance together, what are you still doing there?" Ah Yimeng, who got into the crowd, saw Xie Chuyao still standing there stupidly looking at them and laughing, but she couldn't come, and couldn't help but shout at her.

"Don't, don't, I don't know how to jump yet, you jump first, I'll watch, wait for me to learn for a while and then jump, you jump first!" She really can't jump, she doesn't usually like sports, and her hands and feet are not very coordinated, so she is a little worried that she will not be able to keep up with the beat and get out of the way.

"Oh, what are you afraid of, come on, let's jump together, it's very simple, just raise your feet and kick and jump, come on!" Ah Yimeng came out of the crowd again, quickly went over and pulled her into the crowd, held her hand tightly, and led her to jump to her rhythm.

"Hahaha, isn't it very simple, sister, look how well you dance, wow, sister, you dance better than me, and you say you can't dance, you're lying to me, right?" Ah Yimeng was a little surprised to find that she was only able to jump on her own without two hits, and she danced very well.

Xie Chuyao said with a smile while jumping: "What do you say, I'm just jumping blindly, where can I dance better than you, Ah Meng, don't laugh anymore." ”

"Sister, what I said is true, I don't believe you ask others, you said it was Sister Xianghe." As he spoke, Ah Yimeng asked Ah Xianghe, who was holding Xie Chuyao's other hand on the other side, with his eyes.

Ah Xianghe was originally unfamiliar with Xie Chuyao and was a little restrained, but now when she asked like this, she was a little embarrassed to say: "Yes, yes, the girl dances so well." ”

Xie Chuyao smiled politely at her and did not speak.

Soon, the formation changed again, this time, Xie Chuyao changed on both sides of the boy and pulled her, Ah Yimeng grimaced at her opposite, and that look like a naughty child really looked like a naughty child.

"I said that if you arrange it like this, Brother Mu and Brother Yang will go over, and that person's husband will beat you to death." Ah Ganda took her hand and danced while saying expressionlessly, is there something wrong with this guy, how could he secretly let two men pull the girl's hand, people have husbands, and the people of the Jin Kingdom are not as open-minded as the people of their tribe, and they are feudal in their minds.

Ah Yimeng pouted and said: "If you want to care, then why are you holding my hand, I am a holy woman, I tell you, my hand is sacred, and you will be cursed if you pull the hand of a holy woman!" And he hugged her, and when he thought of the scene at that time, the tips of her ears turned red uncontrollably.

Ah Ganda listened to her words, and immediately shook off her hand, and looked at her with an expression like eating a fly, and said, "It's still sacred, hehe, you're just a copycat version of a saint, and I'm afraid of soiling my hands." As he spoke, he quickly went to the other side and silently took the other girl's hand, which made Ah Yimeng's eyes feel like her eyes were going to be on fire.

She snorted coldly, and continued to dance indignantly, ignoring him, but the corner of her eye always glanced at him from time to time.

Shang Jingcheng's hand holding the wine glass tightened and tightened, as if he was going to crush the wine glass before stopping, his eyes were firmly fixed on the woman who was being held by two men and dancing happily together, her smile was so good-looking, was she so happy? It's a pleasure to be held by other men like that, isn't it?

"That, Mr. Shang, you, do you want to fill it up again?" The patriarch was originally sitting beside him, but now he was frightened by his momentum and retreated a few distances, why did this person's momentum suddenly change, didn't he drink here at first? He still thought that he was quite approachable, but as soon as his idea arose, this person changed, man, he is really fickle.

Shang Jingcheng didn't respond to his words, just slammed the wine glass on the table, and then left his seat very quickly, with a clear goal and walked towards the smiling woman.

The patriarch sighed and began to worry about the two stupid young men, these two people knew that they had husbands and were so happy to stick over and pull their sweethearts to dance, isn't this looking for a fight?

Xie Chuyao was chatting happily with the man next to her, she didn't want to suddenly stretch out a hand from the side, she didn't know what was going on, she was pulled by that hand fiercely, and pulled her away without saying a word.

"Hey, Shang Jingcheng, what's the matter with you, let go of me, what's wrong with you? Are you drunk? Would you like to cook you some decanting soup? She was pulled by him, and she had to keep up with his pace, and the whole person was almost pulled, although she was a little annoyed by his behavior, but deep down she would still worry about his condition.

Shang Jingcheng didn't speak, just pulled her all the way away, and didn't stop until he came to a quiet place, he held her hand tightly, his eyes stared at her deeply, his eyes were a little confused, and he saw that her heart was pounding, and he didn't understand what kind of stimulation this person was under.

"Just now, you were very happy?" His voice was deep, giving a feeling of pressure.

Xie Chuyao was a little confused by his question, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you happy?" What happened to you? "Could it be a brain injury? But he just has amnesia, and there are no other complications, right?

"yes, I'm not happy." He replied very directly, his eyes could not leave her for a moment, tightly, tightly twisted into her gaze, and it was so aggressive that she subconsciously wanted to dodge.

She glanced away and said, "Then what's wrong with you?" Why don't you go dancing with me, you'll be happy, right? She asked a little weakly, what was the matter with this man, as if he was in debt to him, which made her feel uncomfortable, he had never done this to himself before, and he didn't know where he had provoked him.

Shang Jingcheng snorted lightly and said, "You accompany me here to talk, don't go over." He finally didn't say the reason for his unhappiness, although he is top-heavy now, but he is not broken to the point of delirium, and he still knows how to save face.

Xie Chuyao nodded again and again and said, "Oh, that's good, do you want to sit down, I see that the ground is quite clean, let's sit down and talk, okay?" She was worried that he would get dizzy when he was drunk, so she suggested sitting down.

He just looked at her and said, "You help me." ”

Although it was only three words, she understood what he meant, and quickly helped him sit down, and then looked at him sideways for a while before saying, "Isn't your amount of alcohol very good, why are you drunk after such a while, tell me how much you have drunk?" ”

Shang Jingcheng raised his lips and said, "I'm not drunk, I just don't want to see you smile at other men." As he spoke, he wrenched his gaze on her again, the kind of gaze that seemed to engrave her in his eyes, which made her heart throb for a moment, and she also looked at him fixedly, slowly losing her mind.