Chapter 1883
There are old and young members in this welcoming team. Everyone looks like they are performing Yangko dance. They even wear red silk around their waists. Some of them are holding gongs and some are holding snare drums.

Su Nian immediately saw several familiar faces in the crowd. They were all her playmates in the backing village in the past. It’s just that these people worked all the year round and aged very badly. The vicissitudes of appearance made Su Nian When I saw it, I felt sore in my heart.

"I really didn't expect everyone to be so old!" Su Nian was very emotional, opened the car window and waved gently to the people outside.

The villagers didn't recognize Su Nian, Su Nian is still a young girl in her 20s just from her appearance.

Seeing the distinguished guests waving to them, the villagers beat the gongs and drums harder.

This kind of welcome is very unusual. The luxury cars coming from behind all opened their windows and greeted the villagers one after another.

Soon everyone came to the place where they lived tonight.

Some villagers had already moved out of the village, and their houses were left vacant. Under the arrangement of Hu Hongde, the village head sorted out these houses for tourists to live in.

The courtyards of the houses in the mountains are all made of large blue stones, and the houses are made of green bricks fired in earthen kilns.

In addition, the village head deliberately selected those old wooden utensils, which created a feeling for the tourists. After stepping into this yard, it seems that they really returned to the last century.

The sleeping places are all made of earth kangs with quilts on them, and the quilts are brand new. This is mainly because the status of the guests is really noble. If you use old quilts for them, half of them will probably flee.

By this time the sun had set.

The big guys are eating in one of the biggest yards.

The richest family in the village used to live in this courtyard, so the ground is paved with bluestone, which is old but clean, with a small square table and stools, steaming big white steamed buns, corn, peanuts, sweet potatoes and potatoes in the snow-white baskets. These miscellaneous grains filled another basket.

There are all kinds of beans in the millet porridge. The stew is soft and sweet. Occasionally, a big red date pops out. There is also a pot of pickled goose eggs on the table. After cracking open, there are red hearts inside.

These two staple foods alone made the guests stare straight at them, followed by a variety of wild side dishes, which are very rough in appearance, but delicious in the mouth. The tofu is freshly ground by hand. Putting a piece in your mouth and eating it raw will reveal a mellow aroma. The main course is stewed wild pork with bamboo shoots.

Seeing this dish, Han Qing's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to signal Hu Hongde to come over and asked him in a low voice, "Are there still wild boars in the mountains now?"

Hu Hongde shook his head, and pointed to the plate on the table, "The meat is the offspring of wild boars and domestic pigs, and they were bred in pens!"

Han Qing nodded regretfully. To be honest, he had a particularly deep memory of the big wild boar that hurt him back then. Wild boars were wiped out.

This farm meal was so delicious that everyone was belching from eating it, especially the ladies who were clamoring to lose weight. They also forgot that they had to go on a diet and eat a certain amount, so they drank several bowls of porridge in a row.

After the meal, someone came over with a large basket of red candles.

In fact, Laowan Township has been powered on for a long time. The reason why everyone uses candles is to carry this earthy smell to the end. Sure enough, everyone at the scene thought it was very interesting, and each of them picked up the candles with great interest and went to their rooms.

(End of this chapter)

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