Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 714 You take it for fun (three more)

Madam Zuo was watching the dragon boat race ahead.

Hearing the old man's words, Madam Zuo smiled and said: "Winning or losing is not important, such a festive festival is just to find a reason for everyone to be lively and lively together."

"It is the old lady who is open-minded and can teach such an outstanding person as the village owner!"

The old man joined again.

Madam Zuo smiled and shook her head: "Watch the game first."

Yang Ruoqing stood behind the old lady, staring at the dragon boat race in front of her without blinking.

This is her first time to watch the dragon boat race in person.

I used to watch TV shows in my previous life.

Now that I am at the scene, I feel this intense and tense atmosphere, which is completely different from sitting in front of the screen.

Ahead, the dragon boat is about to sprint to the finish line.

The sound of gongs and drums became more intense, and there was jubilation on the water and shore.

"Going to grab the Dragon Ball, come on, cousin!"

Beside him, Zuo Yingchun was so excited that he put his hands beside his mouth in the shape of a trumpet.

She shouted hard towards Zuo Junmo.

On the shore, everyone was shouting that people from all villages were supporting the teams in their own villages.

Infected by this strong festive atmosphere, Yang Ruoqing was also a little excited.

His eyes nervously followed the dragon boat where Zuo Junmo was.

I saw that when the dragon boat was approaching the end, someone over there threw the prepared 'Dragon Ball'.

"Wow, my cousin won, my cousin is amazing..."

Zuo Yingchun was so excited that he shook the fragrant handkerchief in his hand and waved it vigorously towards Zuo Junmo.

The dragon boat was rowing back, and the villagers on both sides of the river ran to the river, holding long bamboo poles in their hands.

A red cloth was hung on the bamboo pole, and gifts, food and rice were carried and thrown onto the dragon boats participating in the competition.

Don't care about winning or losing, and regardless of ranking.

The honest and simple villagers just want to pray for a good weather this year through the annual Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat race.

Those who farm, the crops are plentiful.

Fishing and harvesting.

Big guy's day is getting better every year!

The cheers on the side and the sound of gun battles came one after another, which lasted for a long time.

And Zuo Junmo, surrounded by his teammates, walked towards the shore.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing saw many big girls and little daughters-in-law, and they all ran to Zuo Junmo's team of sailors.

One by one, they scrambled to stuff the sailors with what they were holding.

Among them, Zuo Junmo was stuffed the most!

What is this for?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

At this time, Zuo Yingchun, who was beside him, also took out a small and delicate sachet from the bottom of his sleeve.

The moment she took it out, a fragrance of wormwood floated into her nose.

Then, Zuo Yingchun didn't even bother to say hello to Mrs. Zuo, she picked up her skirt and ran towards Zuo Junmo...

"This is the custom in our area,"

Old Madam Zuo's voice entered Yang Ruoqing's ears.

The old lady glanced over there, and Zuo Junmo, who was surrounded by a group of young women, explained to Yang Ruoqing.

"In the annual dragon boat race, the unmarried sailors who win the top prize will receive sachets and gifts from unmarried women."

"Oh……"

Yang Ruoqing understood.

This is probably a kind of blind date ceremony in disguise, right?

Unmarried young men and women can use such a festival to give each other sachets or something to let each other understand their hearts.

Zuo Junmo is a young talent in this area, with wealth, appearance and character.

It is the perfect lover that countless big girls want to marry.

In previous years, he did not participate in the dragon boat race, and the girls were embarrassed to express their feelings directly.

This year he participated, and the girls don't want to miss such a good opportunity.

Seeing Zuo Junmo surrounded by a group of Yingying Yanyan,

Hands, necks, and waists were all covered with small gifts by enthusiastic and bold girls.

The whole person is like a juggler at the gate of Washi, and Yang Ruoqing finds it very interesting.

Zuo Junmo finally got rid of the group of Yingyingyanyan temporarily.

He escaped from the crowd and strode toward the stone bridge.

Going straight to Madam Zuo's side, she bowed slightly, "Mother, are you still enjoying the dragon boat race today?"

Madam Zuo smiled and nodded: "It didn't embarrass me, not bad!"

Hearing his mother's praise, Zuo Junmo's face showed a happy smile.

Only then did his eyes fall on Yang Ruoqing.

"Is it fun?" he asked her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Don't be rude, let me open my eyes!"

Such a high rating?

The corners of Zuo Junmo's lips raised a more pleasant arc.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing tilting her head, she looked at the things that were hung all over his body.

He said: "This is the custom in our area..."

"Well, I know, the old lady just told me." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Isn't there such a custom on your side of the Dragon Boat Festival?" Zuo Junmo asked.

Yang Ruoqing was still looking at him, she shook her head when she heard the words.

"Ten miles is different from common customs, we don't have that."

"The owner of the village is very interesting, like a prayer tree, hehehe..."

She couldn't help it.

Zuo Junmo has black lines all over his head.

He plucked all the things hanging from him and put them in an empty basket beside him.

Then he handed the basket to her again: "For you."

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Some people pointed to the tip of their nose in disbelief: "For me? What are you doing?"

Zuo Junmo smiled gently: "I'm a big old man, it's useless to ask for these things. You play with them!"

"what?"

She was startled.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Zuo Junmo has domineeringly stuffed the basket into her hand.

Then turned around and walked quickly down the stone bridge, and went to the dragon boat to deal with the follow-up matters.

On the stone bridge, Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded with a basket.

This is not a colorful sachet.

But the hearts of hot girls!

Zuo Junmo, don't accept it if you don't want it!

It's over, it's over, sister, I'll share the gunfire for you!

The top of the head is clearly bright.

However, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt that what she was standing on was not the stone bridge under the sun.

Rather, the Naihe Bridge before the gate of hell.

Gloomy wind.

A pair of resentful sights, like knives, slashed from all directions.

Among them, there is a bunch from Zuo Yingchun.

If there is substance in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing suspects that she is already riddled with holes!

Beside, Madam Zuo, who saw all this in her eyes, smiled knowingly.

She stood up slowly and said to Yang Ruoqing and Zuo Yingchun, "It's almost noon, let's go back!"

"Eh, good."

Yang Ruoqing handed the bamboo basket to the servant girl to carry, and came over to support one of Madam Zuo's arms.

Zuo Yingchun quickly supported the other one, and the two of them helped the old lady down the stone bridge.

Yang Ruoqing ignored the hateful eyes of the big girls and turned her head to look at the river behind her.

Zuo Junmo stood there, as if checking the dragon boat, explaining things to the people beside him.

I am unaware of the 'blood and bloodshed' here.

(End of this chapter)