"Okay."

Ye Xiuqing endured the sourness, agreed with a smile, and turned around to leave the living room.

Who is she?

Brother Lan actually called her surname and was so polite to her?

Lin Qiaoling looked at her back, and her mood was complicated, as if a boulder had been pressed on her chest, and she was out of breath.

Oops, the eldest sister met a rival in love as soon as she came to the palace.

This Miss Houfu named Ling'er should not be underestimated!

The eldest brother is only fifteen years old, and he is remembered by so many people.

Oops, what a damn charm!

Ye Xiuyan floated on the top of the ancient tree, and the scene that happened in the living room came into view.

Seeing Ye Xiuqing walking out of the living room in despair, she sighed gloomily and shook her head helplessly.

*

During the Spring Festival, the annual temple fair has begun again.

Troupes, jugglers, and Oiran celebrities from various prefectures gathered in Kyoto Castle to share the New Year's feast.

In the early morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, the night house on Longhu Street is unprecedented and lively.

The villagers got up early in the morning, changed into uniform, red silk and black-edged costumes, and gathered in the front yard in high spirits.

The gongs and drums were beaten, and the young girls were emotional, stepping on stilts, twisting Yangge happily, and dancing youth.

Ye Xiuyan stepped on small stilts more than half a foot high, happily dangling the maid hairpin, and playing suona.

Bean buns and beans stuffed their mouths with sugar gourds, waved their arms indistinctly, and applauded loudly.

When the time came, the old village chief stepped on the half-short stilts specially made for his old man, tied with red satin tied around his waist, and painted two pieces of red on his cheeks, and waved his arms very imposingly: "Old and young masters, play up and go." ”

"Good!"

The members of the dragon and lion dance team responded in unison, beating gongs and drums to open the way in front.

"Yan girl, it's our turn."

The old village chief waved his baby suona and greeted Ye Xiuyan.

"Here we are."

Ye Xiuyan stepped on small stilts, ran over, and walked side by side with him.

One old and one young, wielding suona in one hand, shaking red silk in the other, stepping on the drum in unison, looks particularly joyful.

The Yangge team turned out of the alley and came to the wide, straight street.

The cheerful drums were cheered up, and the crowd stopped to watch, and the children ran wildly on both sides of the procession, happily chasing and laughing.

The sound of gongs and drums stopped suddenly, and the cheerful and festive suona broke the silence, instantly attracting everyone's attention to the little girl who played the suona.

Yuxue's cute little girl, stepping on small stilts, shaking the maid's hairpin, holding the suona with both hands and playing, did not show the slightest fear because of the attention.

"The gong is blowing."

The old village chief waved his arms, and the drums sounded in unison to accompany the suona.

The suona is cheerful and bright, and the sound of gongs and drums is in the ears, playing the joy of the harvest and blowing into everyone's heart.

As soon as the song fell, Ye Xiuyan stepped on small stilts and turned over more than a dozen heels in one go, attracting a roaring applause.

The child chased after her excitedly, cheering loudly at the top of his voice.

The second girl with the third girl, the bean bag, and the bean cube are mixed in with it, and the howl is particularly loud.

*

"That little girl, is the clever little girl in Jing Cheng's mouth?"

"It's so cute, do you want to take the swelling away?"

"Thankfully, we were here to witness the exciting scene."

"Let's kidnap the little girl and let her be our daughter."

"Then won't she become Jing Cheng's elder, and the stinky boy will be angry, hahahahaha."

(End of chapter)