It's night, the night has fallen, the bright moon has risen, and Songjia Village has become lively for a long time.
The last time it was so lively was almost a year ago.
Different from the usual Songjia Village, tonight's Songjia Village was decorated with lights, lanterns were hung, and a huge bonfire was burning in the center of the village. There was a sea of people. Basically, more than 300 villagers of Songjia Village gathered here.
"Fire Sacrifice Day", this is the name Ying Baiye asked from Mrs. Song.
Today is a festival with a very unique commemorative significance for Songjia Village. A long time ago, I don’t know how long ago today, the ancestors of Songjia Village once again established a foothold, took root and formed the current bloodline group.
This is the "birthday" of Songjia Village and the most important festival in Songjia Village.
Or it could be said that the time when Ying Baiye and the two came here was coincidental, once a year, they just happened to catch up with this day.
"Slow down and wait for me."
It is not difficult to hear the resentment in Yuan Chu's voice.
She walked slowly among the crowd, looked at the back of the fast-walking figure in front of her, and shouted dissatisfied.
"You should hurry up."
Ying Baiye turned around when he heard her voice, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on his face.
Seeing this smile, Yuan Chunian was slightly startled, opened his red lips slightly, and whispered in a low voice that no one could hear: "Why are you smiling so happily?"
It's almost a violation to show such a joyful smile with this face.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"
As if he suddenly saw something, Ying Baiye raised his right hand and waved it twice.
In the crowd, a young woman turned around when she heard the sound, saw Ying Baiye and Yuan Chunian, smiled slightly, nodded towards them, and continued to move forward with the crowd.
"Mom, Brother Ying seems to be calling us."
Next to Mrs. Song, Er Mao and Xiao Hua asked their mother from left to right.
"Aniang knows."
Auntie Song's bright and pretty face showed a crescent-like smile.
"Then why don't we go there??"
Er Mao frowned, he hadn't seen Brother Ying for a long time.
"Brother Ying has more important things to do, and we can't disturb him."
Sister-in-law Song pulled her children and said playfully.
"What's going on?"
"Humph, I can't tell you two little guys. You will naturally know when you grow up."
…
"Um, it seems I was rejected."
Ying Baiye saw Mrs. Song's eyes, put down her raised right hand angrily, and said slightly depressed.
"Maybe you made my sister-in-law angry."
Yuan Chunian came to his side and said teasingly.
Of course, she knew that was definitely not the case.
"No, I think it's because you are too stupid, so I don't want to be bothered by you again today."
Ying Baiye glanced at her and replied unceremoniously.
"certainly not!"
Yuan Chunian retorted sharply.
When Ying Baiye said this, he was teasing her previous actions.
When it comes to learning how to sew clothes, the only person she can ask for advice now is Aunt Song. In addition, she knows nothing about it and asks too many times. Sometimes even she finds it a little annoying, so this becomes the basis for Ying Baiye's ridicule. .
"You are so unlovable."
"I'm a man, so I want to be cute."
Ying Baiye frowned and retorted directly.
"cut."
Yuanchu Nian said "cut" disdainfully, you must know that cute boys are the most popular with girls.
Like Ying Baiye, huh, a girl who likes him must be attracted by his skin.
"Let's go, let's go, there's a lot of fun over there."
The two of them did not waste time where they were, but continued to wander along the crowd towards the stalls on both sides of the road.
Ying Baiye was very happy, or he was really relaxed now.
There was no fighting, no intrigue, and nothing that could irritate his nerves.
Isolated from the world, the villagers here are very pure and kind.
A place like this is really suitable for him to put down all his defenses and let go.
Yuan Chunian looked at Ying Baiye next to him, and he didn't know when a smile appeared on his face.
Ying Baiye's face showed the wantonness of a young man, full of joy, and laughing without any worries. She had only seen Ying Baiye like this here.
Whether it was the first meeting with Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce or the subsequent discussions on transactions and plans.
That kind of Ying Baiye seemed a little too mysterious and indifferent.
She could understand the feeling of being distant from others in the depths of her eyes.
Very understanding.
He was not as good as he is now.
Moreover, she seems to be like this now.
Yuan Chunian felt the smile on his face and wanted to calm down his restless emotions, but the raised corners of his mouth could not calm down.
Forget it, just here, just now.
She can be a different version of herself for once.
"So I told you to wait. Why are you running so fast?"
Yuan Chunian followed Ying Baiye, but she couldn't realize how bright the smile was on her face now.
"Never."
Ying Baiye turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and then dove into the crowd.
Yuan Chunian hurriedly followed, and then found that he had lost Ying Baiye's figure.
"Why is this guy running so fast?"
Yuan Chunian was not in a hurry, she murmured to herself, her eyes constantly searching among the crowd.
She did not use spiritual power, nor did she want to use spiritual power.
Just like that, it's ordinary and a good experience.
However, she searched the surrounding crowd and found no sign of Ying Baiye.
"Really, where did he run away?"
She pouted, a little unhappy.
I was walking in the crowd with a faint sense of meaning, and then I noticed that something was wrong with the crowd in one place. There were about thirty or forty people gathered together, and I didn't know what they were looking at.
She walked over curiously and saw Ying Baiye's figure here.
In other words, standing in the middle of these thirty or forty people was this dead man.
Ying Baiye stood in the middle of the crowd, his body upright, holding a flower with his fingers, and a spring breeze smile on his face.
He sang loudly, which was an opera that Yuanchu Nian had never heard before.
She didn't like to listen to operas, and she couldn't appreciate Yiyi's singing, but as Ying Baiye's voice flowed, she would always be intoxicated by it unconsciously.
She looked at the young man who seemed to be glowing in the crowd, and she was a little crazy.
People around him were still applauding, and Ying Baiye had a satisfied smile on his face. Yuanchu Nian could tell that Ying Baiye was really happy now. Such happiness was better than obtaining a treasure or killing a powerful enemy. Be happy and make him feel proud.
The opera singer Ying Baiye is very charming.
That kind of charm seemed to attract her gaze, making her unable to move.
Um?
She shook her head, no, it was not Ying Baiye who sang opera, but this kind of relaxed Ying Baiye, this kind of Ying Baiye who let himself go, as if he had no shackles, letting go of all worries and defenses, revealing his truest self.
Such Ying Baiye is really shining.
Can she do it?
Like Ying Baiye is like now.
No, it seems not.
Even though, in essence, they are two very similar people...
"Wow, I finally caught up. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Suddenly a voice broke Yuan Chunian's thoughts. Ying Baiye wiped the sweat from his forehead and strode towards her.
"Brother Ying, let's play another song."
The crowd of onlookers shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the support of many people.
"I don't want to. A song I sing is very valuable. If you weren't lucky, you wouldn't be able to hear it."
Ying Baiye showed a hearty smile and said to these people.
"Hahahaha, you kid is just telling the truth."
One of the thick voices laughed. "Look, you just waited until Miss Yuan, and don't want us big guys."
"Who is waiting for her? Don't slander others casually."
As soon as he finished saying this, a group of men laughed next to him.
"Yes, yes, go quickly. If you are late, it will be too late."
Too late?
Yuan Chunian had a question mark on his face.
"What's too late?"
"Dance."
Ying Baiye raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
Dance?
Yuan Chunian was a little confused. What did dancing mean?
She didn't think there were any dancers in this village.
"Why do you care so much? Just come with me."
At this moment, Ying Baiye grabbed Yuan Chunian's wrist and led her out of the crowd before she could react.
There were also weird shouts from a group of grown men behind them.
"Come on, brother Ying!"
Yuan Chu Nian, who was still a little confused, was pulled by Ying Baiye, through the crowds of people around him, past several stalls, and arrived at the center of the venue.
The three-meter-high bonfire was burning poorly, illuminating the area extremely brightly.
"Come on, come on, the dancing is about to begin."
Ying Baiye shouted happily, and it could be heard that this man's mood was very high.
He pulled Yuan Chunian and entered the field.
"Wait a minute, this is the dance you're talking about."
"yes."
The bonfire was already full of people. They gathered around the bonfire, waiting for the music to start.
But, a lot of people.
"No, no, there are too many people. I don't want to cause any more rumors with you."
Yuan Chunian had a face full of rejection.
"That's it~"
Ying Baiye smiled softly. As he had expected, a wooden mask appeared in his hand and was handed to Yuan Chunian's hand.
"Is this okay?"
"how about you?"
"Me?" Ying Baiye turned his hand, and an exquisite cat-face mask appeared in his hand.
Tsk, this level is not even bad at all.
Seeing Ying Baiye put the mask on his face, the delicate cat face seemed to blend perfectly with him.
Tailor-made in general.
At this time, the drum sound of "Dongdong" came from the bonfire in the distance, and the music started.
"gone!"
Without saying a word, Ying Baiye pulled Yuan Chunian and walked towards the bonfire. Yuan Chunian quickly put on his mask in a hurry.
Following him, she looked at everything around her curiously. Everything was so strange.
The campfire was unfamiliar, the music was unfamiliar, the crowd was unfamiliar.
The most important thing is that this feeling is also so strange.
After living for more than ten years, this was the first time she had felt like this, feeling such a strange self.
She looked at Ying Baiye in front of her and found that his eyes through the mask were also curious.
Apparently, this is this guy's first time.
"Dongdongdong."
Three more drums sounded.
The crowd around the campfire is ready.
"It's about to begin." Ying Baiye said in an excited voice.
"Wait a minute." Yuan Chunian suddenly thought of a very serious matter. "I can't dance."
"It's okay, I can't do it either."
This was Ying Baiye's answer.
Won't? Then what are you here for?
No, the question now is, what should I do if I don’t know how?
"Just dancing blindly."
What an unreliable answer!
And just when Yuan Chunian wanted to speak again, the music officially started, interrupting her words.
It's done, it's done, it's done.
Under the mask, her face was full of anxiety.
Then, the music sounded at this time.
At the same moment, everyone around the bonfire started to move, including Ying Baiye in front of him.
Ying Baiye's hands and feet just started swinging to the music. Although there was a pattern, there was no technique or structure at all. He just twisted randomly, and the surrounding villagers did the same.
The atmosphere suddenly became lively, and the air was filled with joy.
Yuan Chu Nian was infected by this atmosphere, and his limbs were also moving at this time, without any rules, just swinging to the music.
She looked through the mask towards Ying Baiye.
The pretty face under the mask is full of smiles.
She was focused on nothing, just dancing by the campfire, watching Ying Baiye interact with the villagers, watching them jump up and down with each other. At this moment, she was free.
All the past seemed to be forgotten and thrown aside.
At this moment, she only felt happy and comfortable.
Dancing, dancing again, doing things that I have never done before in this place.
Where are the yoke and the bondage?
Ying Baiye, who was in the distance, turned his head and looked at the dancing Yuan Chu Nian. The face under the mask changed several times inexplicably, and gradually became colder.
But in the next second, just looking at her like this, he closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes had calmed down.
Forget it, that’s it.
Behind him, the two fingers that were ready to attack slowly retracted, clenched their fists, and stretched out from behind.
He had a smile on his face again and danced casually around the campfire.
On the other side, Yuan Chunian looked in the direction of Ying Baiye, his eyes narrowed slightly. A spiritual bead that was ready to go behind him had been withdrawn into the mustard bracelet.
Forget it, that’s it.
Anyway, here, at this time.
Just think of her as free now.
Thinking like this, she also stretched out her hand from behind, forgetting everything for a while, and just danced as she pleased.
The bonfire in the center was burning brightly, illuminating the faces of everyone present.
Extremely translucent.
