The bonfire at the place was blazing, Brother A Ling had already been attracted by the girls and boys of the Miao family, and there were layers of human walls between him and the holy lady.
An Biru's cheeks were dizzy, she bowed her head tenderly, and the michai surrounded her, singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was hot and enthusiastic.
"Elder Brother, Elder Brother—" Yi Lian looked at him dazedly, and muttered to herself, tears streaming down her face. The Mickeys in Yingyuewu sighed in unison, and turned their heads silently, unable to bear to see her anymore.
"Sister, I beg you to do something, please help me!" Yi Lian suddenly said, holding Zi Tong's hand tightly.
Looking at the crystal clear teardrops in the little sister's eyes, Zitong nodded hastily: "Say, sister will definitely do it for you!"
Yilian found a piece of bamboo from the seedling bag, and hurriedly stuffed it into her hand: "Please hurry up and give this to elder brother!"
The bamboo piece was full of folk songs, and Zitong was puzzled when she saw it. Yilian said eagerly: "The holy lady wants to sing a duet with him, but I haven't taught you the song just now, and my elder brother can't catch it. With this , he won’t be afraid anymore!”
"Yilian, are you crazy?!" Zitong jumped up and said indignantly: "When is it, you still want to help that wolf-hearted person like this? If you can't get it, then you can't get it, let the holy lady look down on him. Now, what does it have to do with you?"
"Sister, please, help elder brother!" The girl hugged her shoulders, choked with sobs and shook her head desperately: "I just want to see him happy for the rest of his life, nothing else!"
"Stupid girl," Zitong sighed helplessly when her nose ached, "Our daughter of the Miao family met this cruel Hua family man. I will be tortured by him like this. I owe him something in my previous life!"
As the sky darkened, the bonfire was lit, and the blind date officially began. Thousands of Miao girls dressed in silver, accompanied by reeds and wooden drums. Dancing on foot. The youthful and delicate body is beautiful and moving, and the bright flying song resounds in front of the trees in the mountains. A lot of laughter.
On the hillside, in the grass, on the edge of the forest, you can see figures in pairs everywhere, and the melodious singing is stirring and flying on Wulian Peak.
"Hey, what are you doing—" Lin Wanrong didn't understand the situation yet. He was swarmed by a group of beautiful Miao girls. Pushing aside with a smile. He danced. Yelling in a hurry.
"What else can you do?" The girls laughed and said, "Of course I'm asking Ah Ling to take the test! If you can't catch up with the folk song of Shenggudi, then surrender. Come back next year!"
Sing folk songs? Lin Wanrong's face turned bitter. It's really a pot that doesn't open and which pot to lift. I didn't learn many songs from Elaine. It's almost forgotten now. How to connect? If it is singing eighteen touches. It's barely strong. He hesitated and shook his head. But he saw sister an in the distance blinking at him. Slightly chuckled.
The Miao family members saw that the two of them were far apart. But they still looked at each other tenderly, showing sincerity, and immediately burst into laughter: "Holy aunt, sing quickly. Let's see Brother Aling's ability! If he has no skills, he can't marry our holy aunt!"
Folk songs to make love is the Miao family's favorite way of blind date. No matter how capable An Biru is. But he couldn't get around this hurdle. She blushed. Give him a quick look. With soft lips parted slightly, she sang softly:
"
Elder brother has a home and I have no home,
A skylark walks the world alone!
Brother is with me, I am not,
single thrush chatter
—”
The Miao people are good at singing and dancing. An Biru is the unique holy aunt in Miao Township. It is even more outstanding. This song is crisp and bright. Like the oriole coming out of the valley, the lingering sound lingers on the beams, echoing in the mountains for a long time, lingering and endless.
Lin Wanrong was heartbroken upon hearing this. Unexpectedly, the elder sister of the master is actually the most beautiful lark in Miao Village, and even Yilian is compared to her. It seems that Xianer sang a ditty. It was indeed trained by sister An.
The holy aunt sang love songs, and all the Miao family members applauded and laughed. The atmosphere is extremely warm.
"Brother Ah Lin. It's your turn!" The Miao girls who surrounded An Biru giggled coquettishly. Shout out his name.
Sing. what do i sing Seeing everyone's eagerly looking forward, beads of sweat rolled on Lin Wanrong's forehead. The vest was instantly soaked. Hit the horse and go up the knife mountain. He didn't even frown, only sang love songs. It really killed him. There are only a few folk songs in the meeting. Sister Ann sang this. Elaine hadn't taught him at all.
"Sing. Sing quickly!" Seeing that he was silent for a long time, everyone around laughed. No one thought of it. Brother Aling, who combines strength, courage, and wisdom, can't even sing folk songs. This should be what the Miao family is best at! This is too dramatic!
"Kill you, you wolf-hearted man!" Lin Wanrong was hesitating, when he suddenly heard an angry and coquettish sound, a piece of bamboo slammed straight at his chest with the sound of whistling wind, and Zitong from Yingyuewu raised his brows coldly. Glancing at him, he turned and ran away quickly.
Lin Wanrong froze for a moment, caught the bamboo slip in a hurry, glanced slightly, and suddenly his face showed surprise.
It's the folk song bamboo slices made by Yilian! He hastily raised his head to look around, the crowd was so vast, where could he find the whereabouts of little sister.
Seeing that he hadn't said anything for a long time, and whistles sounded all over the place, the boys laughed and said, "Brother Aling, you'd better surrender quickly and come back next year!"
"Who said I want to surrender!" Lin Wanrong laughed straight, held the bamboo slips, and let go of his heart and said loudly:
"
The sun comes out red,
The moon came out misty;
I don't love the sun and the moon,
Just wait for my sister to fall into her arms.
—”
"Okay!" This time I was really shocked, Brother A Lin was hiding something, the girls laughed and applauded, and the boys around who had hoped for the Holy Aunt were suddenly discouraged!
This little brother, I don't know where he learned it from! An Biru giggled, pulled the girls around her to dance gracefully beside the bonfire, turned her head in the firelight, looked at him charmingly, her face was bright red, and the beautiful singing echoed in her ears: " The sun came out to shine on Baiyan, and the lover got up to dry the flower shoes. The flower shoes were hanging on the stone slabs, and he came as soon as the sun was drying!"
An Biru is a daughter of the Miao family, of course she can sing folk songs, but the poor little brother is an authentic Hua family man, who is best at minor tunes, but there is no love song for this song.
Looking at the master's sister's beautiful eyes flushed and her sweet smile. He was really happy and sad. How can this folk song be grounded
"Brother Aling, hurry up!" Mi Duomichai from Miao Village gathered around the holy aunt and urged with a smile.
don't i want to be fast But I won't! Brother Ah Lin was so anxious that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He was spinning around when he suddenly felt a slight breeze, and a piece of bamboo was thrown on him hard. Zitong in the crowd gave him an angry look.
Elaine. Elaine again! There are no words to express the gratitude in his heart. Hastily picked up the embroidered slips, didn't look at them, and sang along: "Several sisters sit in a row, whoever looks up and whoever is good. Whoever looks up is good, it's easy to play, but the key opens—"
As soon as Fang finished singing, he felt something was wrong and slapped his legs violently. His complexion changed immediately: "Oh no, it's an own goal!"
The crowd erupted into an uproar of laughter, Ah Ling really had the guts, he dared to sing anything in front of the saint. This folk song is right, but it is the confession of a playful little brother.
"Sister, that's not what I gave him!" Yi Lian in the crowd stomped her feet anxiously when she saw that he was embarrassed.
Zitong giggled: "Really? Oh. Maybe I took it wrong. However, this folk song is really good, it is the best I have heard Ah Lin sing, probably because he is the most authentic in his heart. Let's take a picture!"
Needless to say, I knew it was my elder sister who did it. She was deliberately trying to punish Ah Ling, Yilian smiled wryly and shook her head.
The bonfire was blazing, and the girls pulled the holy lady into a circle, laughing and bewitching, "Holy lady, how could Ah Ling be like this, he is bullying you!"
It's the other way around? How dare you pick and choose, search for five or six before entering the gate of my Miao village? Sister An gritted her teeth and giggled coquettishly, looking at her little brother charmingly, her eyes wandering. Lin Wanrong looked at the vest and felt chills: It's over, it's over, sister master is going to get mad at me!
"well-
Elder brother is a good bosom friend,
A shoemaker's awl is a needle (true),
Only learn Caihong to the end,
Don't make peppers to blacken your heart
—”
The beautiful singing voice of the holy aunt came with the wind, which was a stern warning to A Lingo, telling him not to be bothered. The Miao family are all good at singing and dancing, how can they not understand the meaning, suddenly burst into laughter, and watched with great interest how Brother Aling responded.
It's hard for me to be fooled by that girl Zitong! Looking at the half-smile in Master's sister's eyes, Lin Wanrong retracted her head obediently, complaining endlessly in her heart. What should I do if I made a fool of myself in front of so many people? Sister An is not a fuel-efficient lamp!
While he was in distress, there was another breeze, and a piece of bamboo slip fell gently under his feet.
This girl Zitong, dare to play tricks on me? He let out a hey sound, picked up the bamboo slip and was about to throw it back, when he glanced up, he suddenly let out a sound of surprise. This time he could see it clearly, and he was overjoyed. Holding the bamboo slips, he waved vigorously at An Biru, and sang with a loud voice:
"—
Lovely sister, don't worry,
Don't look at people through the crack of the door,
Brother is the banana tree in the backyard,
Change leaves every year but not heart.
—”
"Wow—" There was a wave of laughter and thunderous applause. The folk song pairing between brother A Lin and the holy lady was extremely wonderful, with each reprimand and persuasion, witty and humorous, the little accident was eliminated invisible.
Seeing the smile on Sister An's face, Lin Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief: Thank you, Yilian!
A pair of sparkling eyes in the crowd sized him up and smiled with tears in their eyes.
Brother Aling matched three folk songs in a row, which was really good. The girl from the Miao family gathered around An Biru with a smile: "Holy aunt, do you like that brother Aling?"
Although the holy aunt has always been charming and generous, she was surrounded by many clansmen and asked about the important event in her life, but she couldn't help but her face was full of shyness, not knowing whether to answer yes or no.
"If you don't speak, you agree!" The girls smiled and waved to Lin Wanrong: "Brother Lin, do you like our holy lady?"
Brother Ah Lin felt refreshed, his eyebrows flew up, he jumped up and shouted, waving his hands: "Favorite, I've been fascinated for hundreds of years!"
"Hundreds of years have you been in love?" Mi Guai giggled coquettishly and pushed him forward: "Then what are you waiting for?!"
All Mi Domi guesses spontaneously divided into two groups, laughing and pushing the two of them to the middle, whistles and cheers filled the mountains and plains. Looking at the shy aunt who was surrounded by her tribe, she didn't even dare to lift her head, Lin Wanrong couldn't believe her eyes: Is this still the fox sister who looks at Yanxing charmingly? How did she become like me? Pure
The distance to Sister An is getting closer and closer, and she can already see her jade-like skin and delicate face like a flower. Lin Wanrong was overjoyed, and threw herself forward with open arms: "Sister Master—"
"Hey, you can slow down!" A girl from the Miao family stood in front of him with a smile, stopped his arm, and blinked mysteriously: "Brother Aling, do you really like the holy lady?"
"Do you still need to ask?" Brother Ah Lin blinked eagerly: "I like Saintess, it's more real than gold and silver!"
The girl nodded, took out a piece of paper from her bosom, and said with a smile: "A few times ago, Aunt Sheng felt sorry for you, and she couldn't bear to embarrass you! You have to be careful in this last stage. This folk song was chosen by us. Yes, the holy lady doesn't know anything about it. If you can't catch up, hee hee, we will kick you back on behalf of the holy lady!"
No way? Lin Wanrong's heart trembled, when is this, and you still want to embarrass me? Miao Village is really more difficult to break into than Longtan and Tiger's Den!
This is called Xiqinglang, which is also a traditional project of Miao Village. Michai smiled and handed the note to An Biru. Sister An took a look, her cheeks flushed, and it took a long time before she dared to speak.
"
The leaves on the mountain are piled up,
It's a pity that my sister can't blow.
One day my brother taught me,
Only leaves, no media
—”
No wonder the always generous saint would be so shy, this is clearly a confession and proposal. According to the rules of the Miao Village, Folk Ge must respond no matter whether Brother Aling agrees or refuses.
Sister An's voice is infinitely soft and beautiful, like the sound of nature falling into the world, but Lin Wanrong dare not say a word: This is the most critical time, where can I find a folk song to express my heart? Do you still want Yilian to save me