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But it's not surprising, as long as they are willing, everyone can sing and dance!
The little white dragon group followed suit, shaking their heads and dancing.

After singing the wine song, the uncle raised the wine bowl, "Show it off!"

Everyone shouted: "Yi Laxiu!"

He raised his wine bowl and drank it down.

"Sweet and delicious!"

"Gudu wine is Nu beer brewed from Baogu. They also like to add honey, so it's delicious." He Huan said.

"Yeah, it's delicious!"

Seeing that they liked it, my uncle was very happy, and quickly poured it for everyone.

He then handed it to the photographer, "Don't just stand and watch! Is there anything to see? It's almost dry and eat!"

The little white dragon group laughed.

The photographers were very moved. It turned out that besides Xiao Bailong, there was also his uncle who was so kind to them!

Chen Ying waved his hand, drank the wine, and sat down around the table.

Bowls of various colors are filled with dishes from various families, not as exquisite as a restaurant, but as authentic as a farmhouse.Let's all stretch out together, pick up different bowls, and eat this hundred-family banquet.

"Mmmmmmm..."

All authentic local dishes!The villagers took out all the best at home to entertain them!Very rich!Little Bailong eats and drinks for nothing, and the group is moved to feast on it.

After eating the food, I couldn't help but take a sip of Gudu rice, the sweetness entered my throat!
"Woooooooo... so delicious!"

The experts said with a smile: "Young people have never suffered. When there was no white rice and white noodles, the common people drank Baoguhu every day, and their throats were soaring. Now they are tired of eating, and they can drink Baoguhu, which is very comfortable."

Everyone nodded, did not waste the gifts from the villagers at all, and ate cleanly.

After the meal, the villagers also came and drove the guests outside for a walk.

After a while, Sanzhan called them back, and the villagers had already helped the owner put away the bowls, wiped the table clean, and there were walnuts, melon seeds, and Gudu wine on the table.and wine bowl.

Uncle called them in, and the bonfire in the firepit became more prosperous again!

The uncle and nephew played the dabia, and the grandmother and aunt played the mouthstrings.

Everyone sang and danced around the firepit.

"If you don't play Dabia for a day, your whole body will fall apart." He Huan said, "A long time ago, a young man from the Nu nationality who lived alone in a cave found a yellow mulberry tree in the primeval forest and hollowed out the inside of the yellow mulberry. Grind it into a pear shape, and use palm hair as a string to make Dabia, which is the pipa of the Nu people.

Whenever night fell, the boy would play Dabia, and the melodious sound of the piano attracted many animals to watch, and also attracted a beautiful Nu girl.

The girl came to listen to the piano every night, and she also had a lot of things to say in her heart. She also went to the forest to find a yellow bamboo and made it into a Duduli, which is the chords played by grandma and aunt.

The two of you play and play, you come and go, the strings sing in harmony, the heart and heart correspond, and they become husband and wife.From now on, Nu men carry Dabia with them, while Nu women boast about Duduli. "

"That's right!" Liang Ange said, "We are those little animals! We were attracted by the singing!"

Dou Sanzhan is embarrassed.

The experts couldn't help but laugh.

Along with Dabia and Duduli, other villagers danced the Dabia dance.

"Dabiya dance is rich in content, including pas de deux to express love, land-finding dance that reflects ancestors' migration, and ancient war dance to defend homeland."

...

He Huan made an introduction, the villagers sang and danced, and the experts were fascinated. They felt that under the guidance of the gods, they found a primitive Nu village and watched a primitive Nu singing and dancing show!

This is the music that flows in their blood, and the action engraved in their bones.It seems that the blood of the ancestors cannot be erased even under the baptism of God.

Several old local drivers also joined the dance team one after another.

Suddenly, a few male villagers held their stomachs and started moaning, and the women hurried around them laughing and joking.

The music is still playing, and it's fun!The experts looked confused, "Could it be that this is also dancing?"

"This should be a birth dance, where a man gives birth to a child," He Huan said.

"what?"

"The reaction of the matrilineal clan society. Everyone respects mothers, so let men experience having children."

"Good avant-garde!"

When the men gave birth, the uncle sang the old tune again.

The experts asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

A villager explained: "Our ancestor Mao Yingchong wanted to marry many men and reproduce more tribes. The girls she gave birth to were smarter and more beautiful than the other, and the boys she gave birth to were more stupid and dull than the other.

Therefore, every time Mao Yingchong married a man, he had to scald the men's hands with red-hot chestnut charcoal. Only the man who retracted his hand was hurt by the burn, Mao Yingchong would marry him home.

It took a long time for men to become wiser. "

The experts were overjoyed to see their development and changes from these ancient songs and dances.

After a while, my uncle sang an old tune again.

"What does this song mean?"

"In ancient times, a man had to marry off and live in a woman's house. It was as heartbreaking as having his leg chopped off. One day, a woman was happily waiting for a man to marry, but the man didn't come.

The woman ran to his house to have a look, and saw the man who was going to marry her hugging the wooden pillars of the house and crying loudly: My house!O my land!My cow!How can I be willing to leave you! "

Everyone laughed.

"When a woman sees this scene, she says, "Okay, okay, don't cry. It's the same when you marry me! If you don't want to leave your house, then I will marry you! When the man is happy, he laughs." gone."

Everyone laughed too.

"Men are willing to take on the heavy and rough work at home, the manual labor in the fields, and the hunting in the mountains, all of which are done by men."

"Hahaha……"

"This reflects the transition from a matrilineal society to a patriarchal society," He Huan said, "from group marriage to even marriage, and from man marrying woman to woman marrying man."

The villagers said: "Our traditional wedding is very lively. The priest chooses a good day. The man must bring a singer who can sing well.

The woman will arrange many singers to stand in the way, and they must be defeated before they can marry the bride.Now, many people let the pastor preside over the wedding in the church.Don't sing anymore, just talk about the oath. "

"I think it's better to sing!" Liang Ange said, looking at Dou Sanzhan again, "You must invite us when you get married in the future!"

The experts and the villagers laughed together.Dousanzhan was full of shyness.

...

Liang Ange asked curiously, "Do you have a date?"

Three shook his head.

The uncle said: "He used to like one, just the one in the village below, and the girl liked him too. But the girl's family disagreed. They were not allowed to sing and dance at home, and could only pray and sing hymns.

My nephew can't speak, if he is not allowed to sing, wouldn't that make him dumb?Nusu boy who can't sing and play Dabia is a fool!So I disagree! "

"Hahaha..." Everyone was very happy.

"It's okay!" He Huan looked at Sanzhan with a shy smile, "You sing so well and look so handsome, as long as you don't hide in the mountains every day to grow tea, and just go out casually, there must be many girls who like it! For example If you go to the bathhouse singing competition, a bunch of girls will sing around you!"

"Are you talking about yourself?" Liang Ange asked.

He Huan nodded, "Yes! We are talking about young people like us who can sing and look good!"

The experts and the folks laughed together, he is really shameless!But so cute!
Sanzhan looked at him shyly, how could he be as shameless as him?

If the girl's family disagreed, he didn't know what to do. He could only play the melodious Dabia and sing the love songs of the Nu people.

The experts are mesmerized!The villagers are also mesmerized!

Nu people can sing and dance, but the three lamps are really the voices touched by the gods!
This should be put in the past, how many people got drunk for him!
Now it has become an obstacle threshold!
Fortunately, my uncle knows how to appreciate him, and looks very proud at his nephew.

Grandma and aunt also have loving eyes.

He could not only sing songs in Nu language but also Lisu language. The villagers and guests from afar were all drunk with the sound of his piano and singing.

If you don't understand, it doesn't prevent the experts from bursting into tears!

The boy sent by the gods!
He Huan was in a frenzy and walked up to him, "What's the meaning of the song you sang just now?"

Sanzhan thought for a while and translated the general meaning for him.

He Huan nodded, asked him to sing it again, and followed him to learn.

Sing and dance, sing and dance, and when you are thirsty and tired, go to the side to drink Gudu wine.

After drinking Gudu wine, his face turned red again, and he danced and sang around the firepit in a dizzy state.

In the middle of the night, everyone is a bit upbeat, but the villagers are also old, and the experts are also old. Qin Huai said: "Thank you folks for entertaining us with so many delicious and beautiful dishes! Please go to the folks Spend the night at our house!"

"Okay! My house can accommodate two!"

"There are three in my family!" The villagers chattered.

"Everyone will go to sleep with the folks, and He Huan will sleep at Sanzhan's house."

The little white dragon regiment stood obediently, let the villagers choose a candidate, and then took them home.

He Huan knew that the teacher was afraid of losing himself.Now that he was escorted to the master's house, He Huan walked out and went to the school toilet to drain the water.

When he came out, his face was warmed by the firepit and Gudu wine, and the wind felt very comfortable.

Also more up!
A full moon hangs high between Biluo Snow Mountain and Gaoligong Mountain, and the two dark mountains are covered with hazy silver gauze.

The Nujiang River is like a jade belt, shining with silvery white light, going straight to the distance, like a bride who escaped from marriage.

...

He Huan was in a daze for a while, thinking of one person in particular, took out his cell phone and started calling, but there was no signal!

I was too busy this time, so I didn't have time to contact her. Now I want to contact her, but I can't.

If it's normal, it's fine, the more I can't get in touch now, the more anxious I am.He Huan held up his mobile phone and looked up while walking to see where the signal was better.

Sanzhan ran out to look for him, and saw that he had stepped out of the road and walked on the side. Zhiziluo was a gentle slope, a gentle slope that could slide directly down the Nu River.He's walking to the side right now.

Sanzhan rushed over and grabbed him, "What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for a signal!" He Huan said anxiously.

"Signal?" Sanzhan looked around and pulled him to a sloping field by the side of the road, "It's better here, try it."

He Huan looked at it, and was very happy that there were two signals. He quickly dialed, but couldn't get through. After a look, there was no signal again.

He raised the phone high and shook it, and finally saw two bars of signal again, so he didn't dare to move any more.After looking at Sanzhan, she couldn't care less, turned on the speakerphone, and called, "Longlong, can you hear me?"

"Ok?"

"If I don't call you, you won't call me?" He Huan was about to cry.

Sanzhan smiled.

"Uh... aren't you busy?"

"Yes!" He Huan quickly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, "I'm too busy this time, usually surrounded by a bunch of people singing and filming, and I go to bed very late every night, so I didn't call you when it was too late. "

A man came from behind with a camera on his shoulders.

"What? What did you say?" He Huan looked at the intermittent signal and felt anxious to death.Holding up the phone to look at it, it got a signal and then stood still, "What did you just say? I'm on Biluo Snow Mountain, and the signal here is not good."

"I've been waiting for your call. I knew you were busy so I didn't call."

"It's okay! You can call me!"

"are you free?"

"Busy, I'm leading a group. A bunch of people are watching. It's not good to take out your mobile phone to call you. But it doesn't matter if you call. I must say a few words of affection in front of them. Otherwise, they will think you are a girl. I made up friends!"

Dou Sanzhan was speechless, turned around and left.

"Yeah." But there was a little laughing voice, "Are you drinking again?"

"Well, I'll sing for you."

Just about to sing, the signal started intermittently again.

Didn't hear the singing, looked back at him dangling the phone so tired and anxious, Sanzhan came back again, took the phone, stood on a big rock next to it, the signal finally had three bars!

Stopped, raised the phone, "I'll hold it for you."

He Huan glanced at him and couldn't take care of it anymore. He had to sing out what was in his heart tonight, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.Think of him as a mobile phone holder!
just sing:

"The moonlight fills the night village
The song of longing, sang and sang
Duduli can't blow away the sadness in my heart

Dabia can't catch the moon in the sky

oh oh oh oh
The Nu River flows leisurely into the distance

How many words have not been spoken
Wait until the mountain wind comes to your voice

Stepping on that moonlight, I will come to your side
Oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Sanzhan then sang angrily: "Mini, please, oh, Jianima, hey, blah, blah..."

...

After singing, there was silence under the moonlight.

He Huan looked at the moon on the high mountain, full of sadness, "Have you ever seen the moon on the Nu River?"

"I look at the moon on the Qiantang River."

He Huan also looked at the moon, feeling ups and downs, "It's a moon!"

"Hmm. It's so nice! What song did you sing just now?"

"Nu Serenade."

"It's really nice! Is there anyone next to you?"

"Oh, a Nu guy, he doesn't understand Chinese."

"Is he singing in the back? Angry words? It's very nice."

He Huan was suddenly unhappy, "Could it be that I can't sing well?"

"Sounds good!" Long Teng paused, "I miss you very much."

Sanzhan turned his head away.

If she knew that this young man from the Nu nationality could understand Chinese, Miss Long would not say that she missed him!
He Huan was full of soft moonlight, "Well. Go to Dulongjiang tomorrow, the music journey is over, where do you want to go?"

"Well, Jizu Mountain. You can arrange the rest."

"You never forget Jizu Mountain! Do you want to see the sunrise?"

"Well... let's talk about it when we arrive."

"it is good."

He Huan was full of joy, now he felt comfortable and could sleep well.

After taking the phone and turning around, I realized that Chen Ying was walking in front with the camera on his shoulders.Director Chen is really a photographer who loves nature!Come out to shoot the moon in the middle of the night!

Sanzhan took He Huan back to his house, otherwise he would really have to look for it for a while.

But don't thank him for leading the way!

"Thank you for singing the latter part, you can teach me again."

"You translate and sing very well in Chinese, write it down for me."

"I'll go back and write on the blackboard for you."

Sanzhan taught him angry language sentence by sentence.

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