【2】The Rich Second Generation Is Forced to Start All Over Again

Chapter 299 Is it delicious?

It was a noisy and chaotic bonfire party, with barbarian and Daqi eating styles mixed together, and the decoration was very similar, but in fact the details were a bit nondescript. With the torches lit, it finally officially started outside the county government office before dark.

Avi and the others were born into noble families, but none of them were wizards. They drew pictures based on their impressions and danced together around the bonfire to pray for blessings.

The people in Daqi couldn't understand it, let alone pray for blessings. The children in the city hadn't seen this kind of excitement for a long time, so they thought it was fun and followed suit.

The blessing dance ends, followed by a free celebration dance.

There was no formality, as long as they were happy, Avi and the others first pulled Lu Zhou over, then picked up familiar officials and cooks, gathered a group of children, and started jumping around the bonfire.

The eight of them sang songs in barbaric languages, which were both happy and lonely. When you close your eyes and listen to those songs, you can feel the vast wilderness and the vast world in the northwest.

Avi took out his snare drum and danced randomly to the beat slowly. The shy and embarrassed Daqi people watched, and in the joy and excitement, they felt homesick for no reason.

Someone sang a tune from his hometown, and people not far from his hometown discovered that they were saying different words, but in fact they were singing the same song.

Soon, ditties from all over the country sounded, and songs and music from all over the world echoed around the bonfire under the moonlight.

Avi listened and joined in with their singing.

There is a language barrier, but the tunes and feelings are the same.

They taught each other how to sing. At this time, the differences between the two ethnic groups were weakened, because there may be several accents in Daqi County alone.

The songs are almost the same, but the details of the lyrics are different.

A man stood up to teach, only to find that he was surrounded by strangers and had no friends at all. Those members of the same race who were all rebellious couldn't learn songs as fast as the foreigners Awei and others, which really made the people who were teaching mad.

The aunts who were working hard making dumplings sat in the corner and watched and listened. The bonfire shone on their faces, making their faces tanned by hard work red, making age seem unreal. No matter how old they were, they dreamed back to their own youth. time.

The wolf meat is stewed, the dumplings are cooked, and the whole piece of meat and the meat on skewers are roasted randomly.

Each family brought their own pickles and kimchi, and they ate and drank in a lively manner.

With Yan Junqi's tacit consent, Lu Zhou ran to bring out two jars of strong wine, raising the atmosphere of the banquet to a climax.

Awei was drunk, sitting cross-legged on the ground and teaching a group of six or seven-year-old children to sing barbarian children's songs. Lu Zhou took Yan Junqi's flute and taught his barbarian friends how to play the flute.

The old people chatted over the fire, and some used their accents to talk to each other about their fellow villagers. They faced each other from all over the world, how many mountains and rivers had to be climbed and crossed from my house to yours, and some even boasted nonsense all over the world.

Everyone was very excited that night. Except for the patrol officers on duty, no one in the city wanted to sleep.

The children who couldn't bear it fell asleep in the arms of the adults. The adults held the children while filming, chatting, coaxing and laughing.