The second day is the March Flower Festival in Anin.

At this time, the horse cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the whole village, with young men and women from a radius of dozens of miles, will dress up in costumes and gather on the local flower mountain on this day to sing together.

In the evening, everyone gathers in the open space in the middle of the village and sings and dances around the bonfire.

If there are young men and women who are in love, they will hide in pairs and talk to each other in the dense forest.

Early in the morning, He Lingjiang borrowed the traditional clothes from the village from the patriarch, and asked He Shiren to change his clothes with He Zheng and Aman, and let them all follow Wuda to participate in the flower festival.

He Shiren was trimming his clothes and chanting: "Why don't you go? ”

He Lingjiang looked at him in the men's clothes of the Aning Department, but he looked a little bit.

Her eyes were slightly bent, and in front of Uda, she didn't say that she couldn't bask in the sun, but said with a smile: "I'm not feeling well today, so I won't go, so I will stay here and chat with the patriarch." ”

"It's rare for us to come to Nanzhao, if we don't see their local flower festival, wouldn't it be a pity."

She told them, "You have to take a good look and come back and talk to me." ”

"Okay, okay, got it." He Shishi waved his hand.

Yesterday, He Lingjiang said that a few of them should follow people to go around the cottage and take a look at the local customs and practices.

After that, when they went out of the stockade, they could disguise themselves as members of the Anin tribe and enter the city of Silverborn, so as not to attract too much attention.

What's more, they came here in the name of travel, and if they came and went in a hurry, they didn't join in the excitement when they encountered a grand event, which made people suspicious.

He Shiren pointed to the local women's costume on the table: "This dress still looks quite chic, although you don't go to the flower festival, there is a bonfire party at night, why don't you change it and take a look?"

"yes." Wuda smiled and said, "Several little ladies are all handsome, if they change into our clothes, I am afraid it will look better." ”

The embroidery of Aning's clothes is complex and gorgeous, and the silver jewelry on the woman's head is even more beautiful.

Although He Lingjiang and his party have been more or less retouched on their faces, the contours of their facial features are still there, and they look handsome and beautiful, so Wu Da said this.

He Lingjiang's fingertips brushed the silver ornaments on the table, the silver bell rang softly, and she smiled in her eyes: "Thank you Wuda, I'll change it in the evening." ”

Everything was packed up, and Wuda took He Shishi, He Zheng and Aman Qiongzhi to attend the flower party.

Qingzhu didn't worry about her leaving alone, so she insisted on following her to protect her, and He Lingjiang went with her.

Seeing that she didn't go out, the old patriarch didn't say anything, but only invited her to sit under the porch and drink the local unique bamboo tube fragrant tea.

This bamboo tube fragrant tea is the time when the sun-dried hair tea is stuffed into a fragrant bamboo tube, and then put it on the fire to bake half a cup of tea.

When the tea leaves in the bamboo tube soften and shrink, the old patriarch will use the prepared wooden stick to press the tea firmly, and then fill the tea leaves into it, then roast, then bake, and so on, until the tea leaves in the bamboo tube are completely filled.

Immediately afterwards, the mouth of the bamboo tube is plugged with fragrant bamboo leaves, set on the fire pit, and slowly baked with a simmer.

The sun was still early, and the old patriarch was chatting with He Lingjiang while flipping the bamboo tube that was gradually getting golden.

He Lingjiang can speak Nanzhao, and the old patriarch can also speak a few words of Zhou, and there is no obstacle to the communication between the two.

When he heard He Lingjiang talk about all kinds of things in the Great Zhou, he couldn't help but sigh: "The prosperity of the Great Zhou is indeed desirable." ”

When he was young, he also longed for the prosperity of a powerful country like Da Zhou, but unfortunately, he never went far.

He's ......

I have only seen some businessmen of the Great Zhou, and I can understand a little from their words.

He Ling Jiang smiled lightly: "Now the Great Zhou and Nanzhao are allies, the two countries are adjacent, and the border does not restrict the people of the two countries from coming and going......

"If the old patriarch has a heart, he will go to Da Zhou and walk for a while."

The old patriarch didn't speak, lowered his eyelids and turned the bamboo tube on the fire pit.

The corridor was quiet for a while, and only the bamboo incense floated around him.

After a long time, he sighed in a low voice, and the air suddenly felt a little stagnant.

He Lingjiang was puzzled: "Why is the old patriarch sighing?" ”

"Lady of the Liu family......" The old patriarch shook his head heavily, and then said slowly, "I'm already old, but I can't have the energy to run around like you young people." ”

"I'm ......"

He looked up into the distance, and from the tall bamboo buildings, the whole village was in full view, one after another, bamboo buildings, women washing clothes by the water, and earth dogs chasing chickens......

"If you stay here for the rest of your life and guard the village well, you will be satisfied......"

He Lingjiang followed his gaze and looked away, and he couldn't help but feel melancholy in his heart: "Yes, although traveling around can see the vastness of the world, the roots of the homeland are also difficult to give up. ”

"Although some people look at the four seas, their hearts are like duckweed, and some people can be at ease in their hearts even though they are rooted in their homeland."

"There are all kinds of things in the world, there is nothing that should not be done, whether it is good or not, it all depends on personal choice."

The old patriarch grinned when he heard this, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more kind: "Liu Niangzi is not very young, but her understanding of life is very deep. Look, it's not like someone your age......"

He Ling Jiang lowered his eyes, and the bamboo tube in front of him had changed from turquoise to burnt yellow.

"It's just the sorrow that the young man said......" She put away the look of amazement on her face, turned a smile and said, "Look, is this tea almost ready?" ”

The old patriarch lowered his head, only to find that the periphery of the bamboo tube had been burnt yellow, and the tea leaves in the bamboo tube should have been all roasted.

He extinguished the fire and waited for the bamboo tube to cool down, then he cut open the bamboo tube and took out the tea leaves inside.

Tea cakes that are often drunk by different Zhou people, this tea is dark brown cylindrical.

The old patriarch broke off a little and put it in a bowl, and then poured boiling water into it, and the tea leaves spread out in the curling mist.

A bowl of yellow-green, clear and translucent bamboo tube fragrant tea was made in this way.

He handed the tea bowl to He Lingjiang's table: "Come, taste it." ”

He Lingjiang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and the fragrance of tea accompanied by the fragrance of bamboo instantly lingered between his lips and tongue.

"The taste is truly unique!" She complimented, "It's good tea!" ”

His own tea is liked by others, and the old patriarch is also happy in his heart.

He took a few sips of the tea bowl, and his eyes were full of a kind smile: "If Mrs. Liu likes it, I will make a few more bamboo tubes of tea and bring them to you." ”

"It's just ......," he put down the tea bowl and said, "Out of the Aning Division, you still don't have to go to the side, or go back to Dazhou......

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