Tian Qiushui put on a festive costume early in the morning and came over with a clanging bang.

Today's main task is to be a "tour guide" for Ni Bingyan and them, to prevent them from being unfamiliar with today's activity process and not being able to touch the north if they want to do something.

"Tables on the dam? Do you want to set up a long table for dinner today? ”

The family where Ni Bingyan stayed was located in a relatively high location, and when you opened the window, you could see the dam at the foot of the mountain.

"Sure, when the sacrificial people come back from the mountain, and every household has made their meals, they will have a feast."

Ni Bingyan had good eyes, and he also saw someone lifting the wine jar down the mountain.

The blue-gray jar was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the mouth of the small jar was covered with a lid, and the thick hemp rope tied the belly of the jar, and it was lifted up with a flat pole as thick as an arm.

The wine jar swayed up and down with the movement of people, and the two strong men were stunned to raise their heads full of sweat, and shouted while lifting, and the festival atmosphere was full.

Looking at each household, early in the morning, the chimney was smoking, and it was obvious that they were going to do a big job.

"What are we supposed to do?"

Everyone was busy, and their group was idle.

Ni Bingyan was embarrassed.

"Today you are honored guests, just eat, drink and have fun!"

Tian Qiushui replied as a matter of course.

"That's a lot of wine......"

The wine jars were lined up, there were already more than a dozen jars, and those who carried the wine were still walking up the mountain.

You know, all of those jars are half a person tall @

Ni Bingyan was a little worried that someone would pour her wine.

Tian Qiushui laughed and told her: "If you don't drink, no one will force you to drink, we don't do tourism here, and we don't have those bells and whistles." ”

Many of the young people in the village have gone out to work, and all year round, they are more together with the Chinese New Year, and they get together, mainly to contact feelings, not to hurt feelings.

If the cow doesn't drink water, it can't be forced to press its head! Can people still drink hard without drinking?

That can't!

As a result, when the banquet really started, Ni Bingyan realized that Tian Qiushui's words could not be believed.

After all, he is young and does not understand the world.

The principals of more than a dozen primary schools brought the children to toast her, and the village elders from various villages stepped forward one after another, telling her about the past and the present.

When I was done, I told her, I did it, you are free!

Is she embarrassed not to drink?

Probably this is the helplessness of adults.

Even if the aunt who poured the wine was very considerate and only poured her a bowl of bottom each time, people also considered her rhythm, and did not rush to come up, but after a while, a wave, a wave after a while, so that she had a chance to eat something to cushion her stomach, she still quickly felt a little drunk.

The lessons of the past are still there, although the occasion is different today, Ni Bingyan still doesn't dare to guarantee what he will do when he is drunk.

So she hurriedly took advantage of her wakefulness, grabbed Duanmuli and told repeatedly: "If I talk nonsense, you will pinch my legs, hard!" ”

Every time someone toasts, Duanmuli doesn't drink it, everyone knows that she is Ni Bingyan's assistant, and she is responsible for taking care of the boss, she can't do what she wants like others, and she doesn't force her.

Seeing that Ni Bingyan had repeatedly told him three times, Duanmuli sighed:

"Don't worry! As long as I have a breath, I won't let you talk nonsense! ”

That kind of thing, once is enough!

The last time I recorded the show, there were only a dozen people in the room, and they were all their own people, and there were thousands of people present today.

If there is no one on the mouth, when the little bee forgets to close it, she talks nonsense in front of so many people, she is afraid that she will regret hanging herself!

Thinking of this, Duanmu Li quickly took off the little bee and put it in the bag.

There's already a tendency to get drunk, so let's put away this time bomb!

There is a strong man in Ludong in the film crew, who is 191cm tall, sitting there like an iron tower, watching someone in the village drinking there, a group of girls standing behind him, a pot of wine stacked on top of each other, slowly poured down, called Gaoshan Liushui.

I thought it was interesting, so I took the initiative to ask for battle.

Repeatedly confirming that he really wanted to experience this way of drinking that the locals were afraid of, the girls giggled and brought him six pots first.

The flask is not very large, about the size of a bowl, but with a spout that is slightly tilted, and the wine flows down and falls into the next flask.

The last flask is poured into a bowl.

The bowl was held by a spicy elder sister and fed directly to the young man's mouth.

The man was immediately displeased.

"You look down on me, don't you? It's not me who blows! I'm from Ludong! I still can't walk, so I sat in my grandfather's arms and tasted the wine! ”

Well, meet him.

Some people started blowing reeds, some people started dancing, and many more people were singing loudly!

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone was in high spirits and began to sing one ancient ballad after another that outsiders could not understand.

The long table banquet was placed in rows and rows along the dam, and there were people from the nearby villages, who rushed over early in the morning with the prepared meals, and almost didn't sleep all night last night, and they were still in good spirits at this time!

The atmosphere was really good, and many people nearby went to stare at the man and drink, and Ni Bingyan was no exception.

Get out of your seat and come to the neighborhood and start cheering him on!

A little face was flushed, completely forgetting the poisonous oath of the previous day.

What is drinking again is a dog, that was what Ni Bingyan said in the past, not what she said.

The iron-clad strong man couldn't bear this trick, and it didn't take long for the young man to get drunk under the table.

Burst of laughter!

Laughter, so happy.

Ni Bingyan looked at the cameraman with excitement on his face and the machine he was carrying, and horror flashed in his eyes.

It's scary!

She should never drink to the bottom of the table! Also recorded!

Mrs. She's dead!

Besides, if she gets drunk in a row, when the show is broadcast, she will definitely be regarded as an alcoholic!

Public figures smoke and drink, it doesn't matter in private, they are photographed and exploded, and even cut into a show for broadcast, the impact is very bad.

Once in a while, I can explain it, but I can't wash it a few more times.

Besides, she's not a drinker in the first place, so there's no need to take any risks!

So, Ni Bingyan immediately pulled up the sleeve of the pear, stood up, and walked to the village.

You have to go for a walk and soak up the wine, but you can't look foreign!

The people in the village were very friendly, she said to go for a walk, and no one insisted on keeping her, only let her go around, and continue to eat and drink, sing and sing, and dance.

The two left, and the cameraman immediately followed.

The stockade is built on a hill and is full of wooden stilted buildings, with stone paths passing through the middle of the houses, and the occasional livestock can be heard humming and eating.

Ni Bingyan glanced through the crack in the door, and the other looked through the window.

"This family has four pigs!"

"This family has a cow! Or a big buffalo! Ploughing must be amazing! ”

"Wow, their domestic sheep! What a lot of sheep! It's just a little fat~"

……

Seeing that she was happy and naïve, knowing that she was a little drunk, Duanmuli shook her head and sighed to keep up.

Halfway through a road, there are steps to climb up, Ni Bingyan looked up, and suddenly wanted to go to the top of the mountain, so he didn't go straight along the road, and turned right directly up the steps.

Duanmuli was afraid that she would fall, so she reached out to help her, and was afraid that she would say, "I'm not drunk!" As a result, she not only reached out to hold her arm, but also took the opportunity to rub it.

"Hey, it's burning!"

But the wine came up.

Duanmuli didn't bother to pay attention to her, and only walked up with her head bored.

I don't know how long I walked, anyway, Ni Bingyan did what he wanted, and after a while, he said that he wanted to go up, and he had to go to the left and right as he walked.

Duanmu Li also clings to her.

Don't worry about going the wrong way anyway.

The road in the village is not as horizontal and vertical as in the Central Plains, and in the end, Duanmuli doesn't know where they have gone.

Suddenly there was the smell of burning firewood ahead, accompanied by the smell of simmered potatoes.

The people in the village are eating a long table banquet at the dam, why didn't anyone go?

Ni Bingyan was sweating at this time, the wine was dissipating a lot, and his mind was clear, so he wanted to go and see what was going on.

In front of it was the first floor of a house, which was originally a place to raise livestock, but it was arranged to look like a house, probably not very ventilated inside, and the stove was built at the doorway, and the stone walls were burned black.

Three meters away is the neighbor's pigsty.

Probably there are no pigs, or the pigs are still small, and the smell is not strong.

I saw a tall and thin girl wearing a white-washed school uniform, sitting on a bundle of grain poles lying horizontally in front of the earthen stove, hugging her knees and crying.

"Hey, sister, your rice is going to be mushy!" (End of chapter)