Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 927 920. The wine is in the glass... Take a sip

Once you buy the wine, the purchase is complete.

The old man drove a ox cart and took Luo Shaoan back from Qingmuchuan.

When they got home, Luo Shaoan helped unload the vegetables and meat and took them into the kitchen.

There is not only the aunt in the kitchen now, there are several aunties and ladies busying around the stove.

Luo Shaoan wanted to help, but was driven out, saying that he, a young man, was uncomfortable hanging out with women and chatting with them.

The customs here are somewhat different from those in Ping'angou. It's women who cook instead of men.

Very un-Southwestern.

Of course, a henpecked man is still a henpecked man, that hasn’t changed.

Since he can't help, Luo Shaoan is fine.

Take your camera with you for a stroll around the village and answer some questions.

Like, "Where is this?"

"This is Xiaobaiyan Village, Qingmuchuan Town, Ningqiang. Do you see the mountain over there? There is a white rock wall. This place is called Xiaobaiyan."

"What's good to eat here?"

"The old man's pears, walnut buns, spicy chicken, fern root powder, longan, almonds, jelly, and so much more."

"Why is the greedy cow so obedient?"

"I've raised him since he was a child..."

Netizens are extremely curious and ask all sorts of strange questions.

Luo Shaoan chose to answer the questions that were easy to answer.

As for those who asked about popcorn, Coke and wine, what they were doing here, and whether they were off topic.

Ignore it all and pretend you didn't see it.

Netizens are so angry, [Keeping it a secret! Keeping it a secret again! I don’t believe you didn’t see it. You have so many secrets, you must feel uncomfortable if you don’t keep it a secret for a day, right? ]

Yep.

Look at how beautiful the scenery is, don't think too much, take your time, don't rush...
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I took a stroll around the village, looking at the mountain scenery, the river, the lotus bend where people were picking lotus pods in large wooden basins, and the rice fields where people were catching eels.

The audience in the live broadcast room knew that it was useless to make a fuss, so they just calmed down and wandered around with Luo Shaoan.

The spring scenery in the Qinba Mountains is so beautiful that I soon became addicted to it.

After turning around once, I heard a clear voice behind me, a long voice: "Luo's kid, dinner is ready~~"

Melodious and high-pitched, just like singing.

"Coming~~" Luo Shaoan answered loudly and walked back.

Return to the old man’s house.

A large round table has been set up in the yard, with all the bowls and plates on it and the dishes have been served.

The small wine pot was also kept warm in the large bowl.

The old man sat in the center, with his two sons on his left and right.

Further down were a few grandfathers and grandmothers, and the guest seat was reserved for Luo Shaoan, who was accompanied by a young man with a baby on his lap.

The aunt stood at the gate of the fence.

Seeing Luo Shaoan coming back, the aunt started singing from afar.

"The scenery is beautiful with green mountains and clear waters, and guests from afar are smiling. Let's raise a glass to the moon and celebrate together, and sing to welcome the guests."

The tune is a folk song with a simple style and straightforward lyrics, and it is sung in the local dialect.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn’t quite understand it, but they thought it sounded pretty good.

Mainly fresh.

Generally, welcoming songs are only performed in scenic spots of ethnic minorities. People wear ethnic costumes, sing and dance, and some even pull tourists to dance together.

After dancing, it's time to drink.

It is impossible not to drink, and people have to keep drinking with toasts.

I have never seen anyone singing while eating at home.

Luo Shaoan hadn't seen it either.

I was totally at a loss and didn't know what to do next.

A duet?
He doesn't know how to do it either.

Fortunately, the auntie finished singing and happily pulled Luo Shaoan to sit down, and she also sat next to the grandmothers. The audience in the live broadcast room discovered it again.

It's not just the unlucky guy today, but also another young man who shared the money in Huangjiayan. They had the meal in the yard.

It seems that all banquets here are held outside.

I just don’t know if this time, it will be as enjoyable as last time. I was finally looking forward to the meal starting, and then it stopped.

It makes people feel lost.

Not this time.

The live broadcast did not stop.

After Luo Shaoan sat down, the young man next to him introduced himself as Wei Yuntao, the great-great-grandson of the old man, the father of the little boy, and twenty-four years old this year.

Young people are easy to talk to, and I am here to accompany you today.

He spoke Mandarin and was much friendlier to the viewers in the live studio.

Then introduce them one by one.

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Those present were all family relatives, the old man’s descendants, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.

Luo Shaoan stood up again and called out to his grandparents.

The old man waved his hand and asked him to sit down, then

He picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass, then passed the jug down and made a circle.

Including Luo Shaoan, as well as the aunts and grandmothers, everyone filled their cups.

Is this a drink before you start eating?
Maybe it's a custom, but it's okay.

Luo Shaoan was just about to raise his glass.

But the old man picked up the chopsticks, knocked on the table, and started singing again.

"The aroma of fine wine overflows from the cup, and friends and family gather together. They laugh and talk about farming and hemp, and drink this cup together to express their long-lasting friendship."

It is also a folk song, but the tune is melodious and the lyrics are straightforward. When the old man sings it, it has a more vicissitudes of life flavor.

And, to be honest, the old man sings better than the aunt.

But... singing is the custom?
Luo Shaoan looked around and didn't know what to do.

Wei Yuntao noticed Luo Shaoan's discomfort, and came over to whisper, "This is the custom here. The older generation pays attention to this. Just watch the performance of Grandpa, he enjoys it himself."

Singing songs before eating, including welcoming songs, toast songs, celebration songs and harvest songs, is a custom of the Qiang people.

However, the Qiang and Han people live together in Qingmuchuan, so it is inevitable that they influence each other.

Fortunately, the guests didn’t have to sing.

After the old man finished singing, he picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "We have guests today. The Luo family kid has come all the way here. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's drink together."

Everyone at the table raised their glasses and toasted in a mess. "Eat and drink well, Luo's kid.", "It's like being at home, no one is a stranger.", "Last time your other Luo kid came over, he could drink a lot, you can't lose."

Anyway, there is everything to say.

This is much more normal.

And Wei Yuntao whispered, "This wine is strong, just take a sip."

Luo Shaoan nodded gently and whispered, "I know, I've been fooled before."

Wei Yuntao smiled and gave a thumbs up under the table, "That's good."

Luo Shaoan then stood up and raised his glass, "First toast, I wish the old man good health."

The phrase "live a long life" was omitted. In today's situation, "live a long life" is considered an insult.

After saying this, he took a small sip and put down the glass in a heroic manner.

If outsiders saw it, they would think it was raising fish.

The young man put on a great show and only drank a tiny bit.

The old man kept staring at it, wanting to see the joke.

Seeing that he didn't see the joke, he laughed out loud, pointed at Luo Shaoan and said with a smile: "Smart boy, you must have suffered a loss."

Then he took a small sip as well.

Luo Shaoan nodded silently, "I slept for a day."

The other people at the table burst into laughter when they heard this, and they all did the same, taking only small sips and not draining the glass.

But, there are reasons for this...

(End of this chapter)