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After taking a sightseeing bus, they came to the small fishing village in nearly an hour.

Some time later, the villagers had already started preparing the food for the evening, and everyone was extremely busy.The annual bonfire party is to celebrate the harvest and commemorate the god of the sea.

, drink homemade rice wine.A blazing bonfire was lit, and the people in the village and tourists from afar, regardless of gender, age or age, gathered around the bonfire, singing and dancing to their heart's content.

Seeing the uncle and aunt busy washing vegetables, cutting fish, carrying wine, and handling dishes, Nangong Yu and the other three foreign guests who had never eaten a flowing banquet were looking forward to it.

When the chief saw them get off the sightseeing bus, he happily ran to greet them.The aboriginal villagers on Penghu Island are famous for their hospitality. Seeing them come to the village again, the villagers all nodded their heads to them.Long arrangement

They sat on chairs in the yard and were served local homemade mountain eagle tea — bittersweet.

The little guy couldn't sit still, killing chickens, slaughtering rain, kebabs, rice wine store, etc., he had never seen many novelties.Three times, five times, two times, he quickly moved out the camera, facing the fresh and vivid life

The picture was shot continuously, and it was very close, which made some uncles and aunts laugh, saying that this child is smart and clever.

Mo Yiyi thought that this trip was worthwhile, and accumulating these life materials can bring a lot of raw materials and inspiration to her script creation.She agrees and appreciates his precious son a little bit.

The sun went down amidst the busy figures of the simple villagers, and the sporadic bonfires were also lit up, and everything became lively after the baba feast.

After the head of the village finished his festive speech and brought the elders of the village to offer food and wine to pay homage to the Sea God, he arranged for the villagers and guests to be seated.The water table will soon begin...

The dining tables of the village households were carried out and joined together in the form of a long dragon.All kinds of delicious delicacies, such as chicken, duck, pork, and more fish, supplemented by green and organic vegetables grown by the villagers themselves.

, A bowl of bowls, it looks so strong...

Xiao Mo Nian was arranged by the head of the village to sit at the middle table with a group of children from the village.The little demon king at the table has no rules and manners in front of the food. After a while of looting, they all ate the "finger meat", which made the neighbors

The adults laughed out loud.

Mo Yiyi tasted their homemade rice wine, which was sweet and sour with a slight taste of koji, which reminded her of a good mother.Every year during the Spring Festival, my mother always makes some rice wine for the sacred forest, and also for the banquet.

Waiting for guests and friends.Looking back, I can't help but feel a little sad. She hasn't been home to visit the two elders for many years.In the past five years in Provence, she only gave a call every year on major holidays and the birthdays of her parents.

Call, express condolences to the health of the two elders, and report to them that they are safe.

Mo Yiyi thought to herself that it was time to take the child—their little grandson home to see the elders.

After the baba banquet, Nangong Yu and Mo Yiyi were drawn into the dance circle by the hospitable villagers. A large circle of people, men and women, old and young, held hands and danced and sang around the burning bonfire. …

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