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Tang Li thought Song Boyan would not come down the mountain. After all, he had seen how ordinary his life had been these past few days.
Either listen to the host¡¯s lectures or play chess with the host.
The only "entertainment" activity is hiking nearby.
As Bai Ju said, Song Boyan¡¯s lifestyle is indeed close to that of an ¡°elderly person¡±, with the leisure of ¡°picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence¡± everywhere, but he also lacks a certain high passion.
Therefore, Tang Li still didn't believe it when he saw Song Boyan being persuaded by the "stalking" little novice monk.
This disbelief made her feel slightly uncomfortable all the way down the mountain.
There are several villages at the foot of Fengyang Mountain.
Like other places where ethnic minorities live together, the people left behind are the elderly, children and women. This kind of bonfire party to celebrate the festival is usually held jointly by several villages.
When you reach the foot of the mountain, you can see a bonfire in the distance.
Because Song Boyan also came down the mountain, accompanied by a middle-aged monk besides Ji Ming.
Along the way, the middle-aged monk introduced the ethnic minorities at the foot of Fengyang Mountain who had moved from the south. Song Boyan also asked a few questions, all related to the local people's livelihood. Tang Li listened in front and felt that they were not like going there. Playing, there is an illusion that the leader is out for inspection.
When they reached the entrance of the village, the little novice monk took Tang Li and wanted to take her home first.
Tang Li stopped and subconsciously looked at Song Boyan.
"Go." Song Boyan nodded, and his kind eyes on her only told her to pay attention to her safety. As for them, they should go to the place where the bonfire party was held first, and then the two parties would meet there.
The little novice¡¯s mother was a plump woman. When she learned that Tang Li was a distinguished guest of Guangyuan Temple, she specially lent her her clothes before her wedding.
"Our girls dress like this during the holidays." The little novice monk became lively when he got home. He took out a silver necklace and compared it to Tang Li: "You are beautifully dressed. Master Song Shi will definitely like it when he sees you."
"" Tang Li.
Taking the collar and putting it back on the table, she said, "A monk, don't lie."
"But I'm not a monk. I just shaved my head. Master said that I haven't been ordained yet and am not a real monk. Like Donor Song, I can also get married and have children."
With that said, he leaned over the table and approached Tang Li: "Do you want to get married and have a baby with Benefactor Song?"
Before Tang Li could speak, he added: "Donor Song came to the mountain last year without a girl. I can see that Donor Song is a little special to you. I was sweeping the floor in the yard in the morning, and he would ask me to be gentle every time I went out. , don¡¯t wake you up.¡±
"Maybeit's just a casual reminder."
Tang Li said this, but there was a different emotion in his heart. The little novice monk murmured while playing with the silver bracelet in his hand: "Definitely not, I can feel it, it's a bit like what my father did to my mother, but it's like Song It¡¯s strange that the donor doesn¡¯t intend to be with you.¡±
Tang Li couldn't help but clenched the silver comb in his hand.
The little novice monk raised his head: "So, I asked you to dress up beautifully. My father said that men like beautiful women. If you look pretty, Donor Song may change his mind."
The venue for the bonfire party.
Song Boyan did not let the middle-aged monk reveal his identity. He just thought he was an ordinary pilgrim coming down the mountain to join in the fun. He stood at the outermost edge and lit a cigarette. Then he watched the young people and children playing wildly without disturbing this joyful but peaceful scene. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com