The galloping monk hit the road and was forced to stop after walking less than three kilometers. Looking ahead, there is a long queue with no end in sight, and looking back, there are followers who go forward and follow, and soon the highway is blocked.

The monk even pressed the horn a few times to no avail, so angry that he threw away the steering wheel and shouted: "Grass, this is also called high speed? The alleys of my old house are not so blocked. ”

Wei Qingqing was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I've walked this highway a few times, and I've never been like this?" Did something happen ahead? ”

The monk's anger suddenly turned into nothing: "Qingqing is right, there must have been an accident, I'll go to the front and take a look." ”

Watching the monk happily jump out of the car, Lei Hao sighed with emotion: "What a reckless man he used to be, just because he had a heart, he actually became a licking dog." ”

Wei Qingqing's face was slightly red, he lowered his head and didn't speak, but Si Mingming said disdainfully: "It's a licking dog now, and you will transform after you get married." When doing housework, it is a lazy dog, when waiting for food is a hungry dog, when playing games and ignoring people is a dead dog, and when you quarrel, it is a mad ......dog. ”

Lei Hao saw Wei Qingqing covering his mouth and laughing, for fear that Si Mingming would say something unpleasant again, so he hurriedly shouted: "The monk has been gone for a while, why hasn't he come back?" I'll take a look too. ”

He got out of the car and turned around, then came back and knocked on the window: "There is a large group of people dancing in the open space ahead, do you want to come down and take a look?" ”

Si Mingming said strangely: "It's all blocked like this, can there still be an open space for square dancing?" But there's nothing to see, so I'm not going. ”

Wei Qingqing came to the spirit, and he had to pull everyone to watch the excitement together, and even Xu Zhenyang, who claimed to be a wounded, did not ask to be let go. Xu Zhenyang was still hesitating, Lei Hao smiled and said, "Let's go, are you still afraid that someone will steal our things?" Now it's all blocked, and you can't run away if you steal it. ”

The open space is only a small area, and there are really many people, even on the roof of the car on all sides. Lei Hao finally took everyone to find a piece of feng shui treasure, sat on the roof of the car, and listened to the comments and discussions of others while watching the dance, but he was also happy.

After being selected by the masters, Lei Hao quickly saw the situation on the field clearly. This was originally a dance venue opened by a few aunts, which quickly attracted many onlookers and also aroused the covetousness of several other small dance groups, so some people proposed live dancing, which was both entertaining and challenging, and quickly won the support of the majority of people who eat melons.

When Lei Hao and the others arrived, the Big Mom team had defeated the middle-aged women's team, the young girls team and the beautiful boys team one after another, winning applause and countless colorful voices, and the scene was very lively.

Wei Qingqing looked left and right, suddenly found something, suddenly jumped off the roof of the car, and squeezed into the crowd. Lei Hao hurriedly wanted to look for it, but was stopped by Si Mingming's eyes, so he had to look for Wei Qingqing's traces in the crowd while watching the aunts fight and dance absentmindedly.

After looking at it for a while, Lei Hao seemed to be a little aware of the doorway. These aunts seem to be from the same tour group, they are very familiar with each other, and there are tour guides shouting and beating beats, and the degree of tacit understanding is naturally not comparable to the random wild team. And there is also an aunt with good dancing skills, who comes to a spinning lotus step from time to time, and wins the house, but she looks arrogant, and there is quite a sense of "I'm not targeting anyone, everyone here is garbage" between her eyebrows.

After watching two more games, the aunt team is still undefeated from time to time, and the onlookers seem to have realized the gap in strength, and no one is easy to challenge anymore, and the aunts' expressions are even more arrogant.

From the periphery of the crowd, there was the sound of a girl's voice, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and the first cry of a hundred spirits. With the crisp sound of bells, seven girls with cloth towels came out of the crowd, singing soft ballads by themselves, one step forward, one step behind, one step left, one step right, and slowly walked to the center of the clearing.

It's not the first time that the Big Mom team has seen their opponents appear like this, they all sneered and gave up some space slightly under the guidance of the leading aunt, and also made gestures, saying please start your performance.

When the onlookers saw that there was excitement to see, they all roared into cheers. Lei Hao was about to clap his hands, but at a glance, he saw that the last one among the seven girls was actually Wei Qingqing, and he almost screamed in surprise. Si Mingming glared at him and motioned for him to settle down.

The seven girls lined up in front of each other, separated by a certain distance. After the position was adjusted, the ballad in their mouths changed into a melodious and ancient tune. And as the tune changes, so do their hand movements, one high, one low, one fast, one slow.

Lei Hao only knew Wei Qingqing, so he put almost all his attention on her. I saw Wei Qingqing roll up all the sleeves and trouser legs, revealing her jade lotus-like arms and legs, but she pulled a white cloth towel to wrap her head whole, sometimes bending over, sometimes standing up, and her hands were busy, looking like a rural woman working in the fields.

Si Ming snorted: "Qingqing danced, it won't be a tea picking dance, right?" ”

was reminded by her like this, Lei Hao also suddenly realized that Qingqing's posture of looking high and low was not the daily action of picking tea in the tea garden?

Just looking at a person's movements, it doesn't seem to be beautiful, but I just feel that Wei Qingqing's body is light and his hands and feet are numb. But when seven girls make the same movements with the same melody and the same rhythm, the impression of that rhythm is absolutely shocking.

Lei Hao wasn't sure if Wei Qingqing knew these girls, but in his opinion, encountering so many acquaintances at the same time in a high-speed traffic jam should be a small probability event and be negligible. Moreover, according to his observations, the girls rarely talk to each other, and they rarely even make eye contact, unlike the aunt team who are both trumpets and whistles, and they almost shout microphones on video.

The communication between the girls seems to be carried out by means of those special tunes, the tunes are Yiyangyang, and there seem to be some singing words in the middle, but I can't understand a word. So the seven girls followed the guidance of the tune and turned into seven beautiful butterflies in the tea garden, rising and falling, churning and turning, making people feel as if they were tasting a pot of fragrant spring tea, and sighed from their hearts: It's so beautiful.