The corners of my mouth couldn't help but go up, but I was still silent.

Ye Zihan was already anxiously waiting for us. "If we don't come, we'll have to go first." She was relieved to see us and hurried into the house to beckon the others to go.

"Oops, where did you two go for romance." Of course, Yin Jingshu will not let go of the opportunity to gossip, "I talked about the relationship between Xiao Gongzi and Tong Xin at noon, and then as soon as Xiao Gongzi came, he disappeared with Tong Xin. ”

"My relationship with Tong Xin? What relationship? Xiao Se expressed doubt.

Yin Jingshu squinted with a pair of myopic eyes. "Yes, of course...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Alright, let's go to the tea plantation." Ye Zihan has no interest in gossip news.

So a group of people headed for the tea mountain. Everyone else wore hats or umbrellas, but I forgot to bring a parasol when I was packing. I wanted to return the baseball cap to Xiao Se, but I was worried that I would be caught by Yin Jingshu and make a big fuss, so I had to continue to wear it.

Every village in Yejia Village has a tea garden, and at the end of March of the lunar calendar every year, it is time to pick tea, and if tourists catch up, they can also pick tea with tea farmers and watch tea farmers make tea.

There are more than 800 acres of ladder tea fields, a ladder tea field gradually upward, high into the altitude of 974 meters, higher place, the sky is clear and clean, the floating clouds are fluttering, the beauty of the lines of the terraced fields is amazing.

I don't know French, but I can tell that Xiao Se is very fluent in speaking, and he is not foolish. In my memory, Xiao Se's arrogant and hideous face came to mind, and I unconsciously turned my eyes to him, he just turned his head, and our eyes met for a moment, and I immediately turned my face away indifferently and stopped looking at him.

It is the summer tea picking season, and the peasant women take their young girls to pick summer tea, and the tea garden is in full swing. After we watched the tea picking for a while, Ye Zihan invited a farmer and peasant woman to perform a tea picking scene for us. They sing "tea songs" in their mouths, carry "tea baskets" as props, sing and dance, the original singing is sometimes thick, crisp, loud, sometimes heroic, euphemistic, subtle, through the misty mountains, in the tea plantations, terraces, mountains, the countryside echoes.

The "tea song" is sung in the local dialect, and outsiders like me can't understand a word. I asked Ye Zihan to help translate the lyrics, she probably explained that tea songs have been popular in this area since the Jiajing years of the Ming Dynasty, and the lyrics have been preserved by word of mouth, mainly because men and women express their love for each other in the form of songs in the process of picking tea.

"Wow, I even want to sleep with the pillow I sing, it's so open." Yin Jingshu came over.

"I've seen the lyrics collected in the village, and the ones that express love are relatively yellow." Xiao Se interjected, and Ah Niang sang that her ass was round and slippery, and asked Ah Ge if he wanted to touch it.

"I think you want to touch it yourself." Yin Jingshu pushed me hard as she spoke, and I rushed towards Xiao Se in a hurry, and I crashed into his arms in a daze, and was firmly hugged by him.

Yin Jingshu giggled. "Xiao Gongzi, now you can touch enough."

I was so embarrassed that I was almost angry, but Xiao Se let go of me first, consciously took two steps back, and distanced himself from me.

"Cobra, you've gone too far!" Zhuo Yichen also saw the scene just now, and he was upset for me.