Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

   "Is this the Japanese from your village?" Yan Dong asked the old man Harada who was "dancing" by the campfire.

  A good-looking dance can naturally be described as graceful, but a bad dance, like a bear being stung by a wasp, can only be described as flat.

   But although the old man danced ugly and sang out of tune from time to time, but what time is it now? At the bonfire party, everyone doesn't care how well you dance and sing. What everyone cares most is whether there is such a lively energy. The singing and dancing of the old man Harada is even more lively than the previous "Praise of Red Plums" A little bit, so the scene is quite lively. Some older tourists, like forty or so tourists, are familiar with this song, and they beat the beat, and some even sang along in Chinese.

  Wen Xu clapped his hands twice and said, "Well, this is a professor from Japan!"

   "It's not as boring as you said, it's quite an interesting old man." Yan Dong said with a smile.

  Wen Xu explained: "Maybe they've been drinking, they don't usually do that!"

Wen Xu thinks that these little devils who have been drinking seem to be okay. Usually, these people always give Wen Xu a rigid feeling, and they do things in a rigid manner. This is not bad, but it gives you an indescribable uncomfortable feeling For example, when you are doing something, you always feel that there is an incomprehensible gap between these people and you, as if there is something hidden in your heart. Others don’t know how warm you are, but as far as Wen Xu himself is concerned, I really don’t like being with such a person. Deal with people.

And now the Japanese who have poured down a few cups of cat urine feel a little bit of a loose, as if they have broken free from the invisible shackles. Although there is a little more madness, as a person, it is indeed more real up.

  If there is a choice, Wen Xu would rather have a relationship like this, and put everything in front of her, rather than make small moves behind her back.

"thanks, thanks!"

While Wen Xu was thinking about this question, Professor Harada had already finished singing, with his hands hanging on both sides of his body, he bowed to the crowd around him, each of them bowed at ninety degrees, attracting the attention of those around him. There was a burst of warm applause.

   "One more! One more!"

  Someone booed in the crowd.

The old man Harada seems to be very interested in singing. Hearing people cheering so much, he couldn't help singing, and he stopped being polite. He picked up the wine bottle where he was sitting, and used it as a microphone: "Then I will sing a song for everyone. A song in Chinese! Ask my companions to dance with me."

   As he spoke, he waved to the three or four Japanese sitting next to him, and all the Japanese stood up.

  Harada opened his mouth, and all the Chinese present were stunned, because the old man sang the song of the army!

   "We workers have power, hey! We workers have power...!"

   If it wasn’t for everyone knowing that the song was being sung by a Japanese, they would have thought it was an authentic Chinese with a bit of a Beijing accent.

A group of Japanese performers were quite involved in the performance. At the beginning, they walked forward. Although it was not so formal, it still had such a taste. What did these people’s performances look like? It was like a model revolutionary play in the past. Every movement has a sense of the times, and now it looks very rustic. For example, when a decent person speaks, the mouth is full of tall and complete sentences, and the body is also a sentence and a pose, and it is still The sonorous kind.

  Originally, this thing is funny enough on TV now, but if it is staged at the bonfire party, everyone will not be happy!

Everyone's music made Harada and his gang dumbfounded. They thought that everyone was so devoted to singing Chinese songs that they would be able to participate in the so-called foreigner singing Chinese songs competition. Why did everyone succeed in singing Chinese songs? No one applauded. yes! Even if it's a beat like the last one, it's fine.

It is true that Harada is a China hand, but there is still a difference between a China hand and a Chinese. It is true that he cares about academics, and that is enough for other things. He thinks this song has to be accompanied For this type of dance, I didn't think about the movies of what era were shown on TV.

   After dancing for a while, Wen Xu was already amused by these little devils, let alone Yan Dong next to him.

Just as he was having fun, Wen Xu noticed that someone was taking something in his hand, and when he turned around, he saw that the scum, a thief, was stealing the meat skewers he was holding in his hand. Huo still kept opening his mouth to roll the meat skewers off the stick.

  Wen Xu just looked at it like this, anyway, it is impossible for Wen Xu to eat the meat skewer in his hand, who knows which one has been licked by its mouth, Wen Xu doesn't want to eat the same skewer with the dog.

   "Do you want face? Do you want face?" Wen Xu asked the scum.

  The scum heard Wen Xu speak, raised his head to look at Wen Xu, then continued to roll the signed piece of meat on the ground, not taking Wen Xu's words seriously at all!

Wen Xu just stared at it like this, watching it take all the skewered pieces of meat in its hands to the place, and then put them into its mouth one by one, waiting for it to take all the pieces of meat on the ground into its mouth, and immediately turned around In a flash, he ran away without a trace.

  Looking at the clean meat skewers in his hand, Wen Xu didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, Yan Dong turned his head, saw this scene, and said to Wen Xu: "Hey, it's fast enough, I'm here to patronize these silly foreigners, and I haven't got a single... No, where's my meat? I remember I haven't finished eating any of it yet?"

  Looking at Yan Dong who was scratching his head, he said with malicious intentions: "Lick the stick and see if there is any meaty smell?"

   "I'm not sick, a hair-licking stick!" After Yan Dong finished speaking, he grabbed the stick in his hand and started looking for the trash can.

   "Take mine too!" Wen Xu handed him the lottery in his hand.

  Yan Dong took the stick and walked to the trash can not far away. Just as he was about to steal the stick, he looked up and seemed to be stunned when he saw something, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

  Wen Xu was looking at him, saw that he seemed to have lost his soul, and immediately walked over to ask him what's wrong.

   Before Wen Xu could reach Yan Dong's side, someone shouted over there: "Look, Overlord Yi is eating people!"

  Suddenly, the whole bonfire became quiet. It was so quiet that it could be said that there was no other sound except for the chirping of insects on the trees.

   "Run, run!"

   Immediately, a personal voice rang out, and then the whole campfire suddenly became chaotic.

   "Don't make a mess, don't make a mess!" Wen Xu immediately yelled at the crowd, fearing that there would be a stampede.

But fortunately, there were only forty or fifty people around the bonfire, and there was an open space all around, so no accidents would happen to everyone. At most, they sprained their feet or something. Almost instantly, everyone was scared. They ran away, leaving only the bold ones and the drunk ones.

  Wen Xu followed the crowd to take a look, and saw the scene so that Wen Xu didn't know what to say.

  The so-called Bawangyi cannibalism does not exist at all. Now a drunkard is drinking with Bawangyi head to head. It's just that Bawangxiu's eyes are like small golden lanterns in the night, looking very fierce, and the drunkard's head is small, one big and one small together, it doesn't look like a 'big head' Eat 'little head' again.

  Everyone looked at the drunk man, he couldn't speak well now, he hugged Bawangxiu's neck, and patted hard: "Brother...brother, fierce!"

   "Dude, it's not as strong as yours!" At this moment, a guy standing by looked at the drunk and said.

"I didn't...didn't talk to...you, you...shut up!" The drunk man said something to the speaker, and then he seemed to be a little puzzled, and he stretched out his hand to take off the shoes on his feet. He threw it in the direction of the speaker, but it might be because he drank too much. When he raised his hand, the shoe slid down his back to the ground.

"Brother...Brother! Look at your muscles. You are really strong. You don't even have a...fat on your body. Brother...Brother, I can't make it...Look, you have a big belly!" He patted his belly and made a slapping sound. Sure enough, he was so ruthless when he was drunk. The sound of the slap was like thunder. Even if there was no sunlight, Wen Yan seemed to be able to see the slap marks on his belly , This strike is called a ruthless one.

But at this time, Bawangxiu's attention was not on him at all, and besides, it couldn't understand human speech at all. Now this second-rate Bawangxiu was sticking out his tongue and licking the wine bottle in the drunk man's hand. Like a drunkard who likes to drink like his life.

   "Pull him over quickly! What's going on!" Wen Shigui said anxiously when he arrived here.

  Who sober has the courage to pull people? Everyone has seen it before, that is, this Bawangyi jumped up and threw a red deer down, and the big red deer died after a bite to the throat. What if it bites itself? That's worth it!

  Wen Shigui saw that no one listened to him, so he prepared to step forward and pull the drunk man over.

  Wen Xu saw that he was a little bit helpless, so he stretched out his hand to stop the second brother, and walked towards Bawangxiong by himself, for fear that Bawangxiong's impatience would bring his second brother down.

   You must know that it is a beast no matter how you say it. It may only play with you, but your small body may not be able to bear its playfulness. Overlords like Wen Xu are instinctively afraid, and they don't dare to get too noisy with Wen Xu, so it's okay to say that Wen Xu gets close.

  Wen Xu walked to the side of the drunk, stretched out his hand and said, "Dude, wake up!"

   "Who are you!" The drunk immediately became upset, shook off Wen Xu's extended hand, and immediately wanted to lift his foot to kick Wen Xu. Anyway, drunks are hard to deal with. When you are insane, your strength comes from instinct, which is much stronger than when you are normal.

Wen Xu didn't have the time to argue with him, so he directly extended his hand to make a knife with his palm, and used the saving move he learned from old man Qin. This move was originally used to deal with people who fell into the water, but now he uses it It's also suitable, if you go down with a knife in one hand, this person will be honest immediately, and it's impossible to be honest, because he fainted directly.

  Just as he was about to drag this man away from Bawangxiu, the old guy Harada came over, holding two bottles of beer in his hands, both of which were still bubbling, and it seemed that they had just been opened.

   "What are you doing here?" Wen Xu was dragging people into the crowd, when he saw the old man approaching, he immediately asked.

   "I'll try it!" After Harada finished speaking, he walked straight towards Bawangxiu.

At this time, Bawangyi was biting the bottle, because the liquid he liked was gone. At this moment, Bawangyi smelled a familiar smell coming from the other side, and turned around to see two bottles of delicious food. The liquid came to his face, and he immediately stuck out his tongue to lick it.

  Wen Xu sent the drunk to the side, turned around and saw the old man Yuan Tian was next to Ba Wang Xiao again, so he could only sigh and wanted to pull him back.

Before he could take a step, he felt that he was being caught. He turned around and saw that it was his second brother Wen Shigui, who moved his mouth closer and said, "Don't go anymore, it's dangerous, use you It's not worth the old devil's life to exchange his life!"

  Wen Xu couldn't help but smiled and said: "It's troublesome to die here, and it's also related to foreign countries. There are many weak bones in China!"

   "Let them be soft if they are soft, our surname Wen is not destined to be a nest for these bastards," Wen Shigui said.

   "It's okay, didn't you see it? This thing doesn't bite at all," Wen Wen said.

  Wen Xu is not afraid that something will happen to the little devil, but because he is afraid that the old man Harada will abduct the second-year-old in front of him!

  So Da Meteor walked over to the side of Harada, hid his body out of everyone's sight, and kicked at the buttocks on the other side of the middle class!

  As soon as the middle class was in pain, he immediately turned his head, looked back at Wen Xu, and looked at Wen Xu, and immediately felt a big roll in Wen Xu's gaze!

   This guy didn't dare to stay any longer, he immediately stood up and ran for two steps, then came back and picked up a wine bottle and quickly disappeared into the night.