Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 288 Never Lost

Chapter 288 Never Lost
Holding double sticks in his hands, like an Izumo dragon, at the gate of the ancestral hall, he demonstrated the basic movements of the war dance to everyone.

Because Qingqing said last night that he was going to remove the dance part and add more martial arts movements, so he incorporated the martial arts movements, punching and raising his legs, the movements were clean and neat, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

From time to time, the sticks in their hands would touch together, making a rhythmic knocking sound.

The onlookers cheered from time to time, and Qingqing even saw that the faces of the young daughters-in-law were red, their eyes were shining brightly, and they couldn't take their eyes off of each other.

This can't be blamed on these little daughters-in-law, they really can't leave this set of movements, it's too ornamental.

This set of movements is too masculine and full of male hormones. It is also pleasing to the eye in any era. Everyone is too busy watching his demonstration to pay attention to whispering.

Seeing Qingqing coming, Buli retreated, threw the stick in his hand to Yu Guang, and signaled him to dance again.

Yu Guang made a few comparisons and then shook his head.

Yu Guang is already very savvy. After all, he has been in the military camp and has a certain foundation in boxing, but it still takes time to memorize the whole set of movements.

"Yu Da, come here." Buli called Yu Cai over, and the boy blushed instantly.

Yu Da is the youngest boy in the village. He is very introverted, but he has a photographic memory.

Buli asked him to demonstrate it again, and Yu Cai compared it with a very slow motion, and made his speed three times faster, which is what Buli just did. Because the child has no foundation in martial arts, the movements can only be said to be similar in appearance, but there is no magic. It also looks soft.

But for Buli, this level is enough.

"In addition to burning charcoal today, you will follow him in the afternoon and beat this set of movements. Everyone wants it."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to say no, they could only bite the bullet and agree.

"Grandma, do we women do it too?" A little daughter-in-law asked shyly.

It's embarrassing to let them mix with a group of men.

"Women can organize a women's English singing team, and change the movements-let me demonstrate to you."

Qingqing took the stick from Yu Cai's hand and made a set of simple movements.

Compared with the male version of Yingge, it is less murderous, but equally heroic. If the male version is like a war dance to exorcise ghosts, hers is more like a triumphant song returning after the war.

After Qingqing finished, she threw the stick to Yaoyao and motioned her to demonstrate again.

Yao Yao also completed the movements at a slow double speed, there were only one or two mistakes, Qingqing gave her pointers, and she got started very quickly.

"Okay, I'll leave the women's part to you. We'll check when we come back at night." Qingqing patted Yaoyao, and she was right. Yaoyao has a lot of wisdom and can learn everything quickly.

"Grandma Zu, why do we have to learn it?" A little daughter-in-law asked puzzled.

She has never seen a team of women in the spring festival, and they are all men from various villages.

"Strengthen your body." Qingqing thought for a while, and added, "It's easier to attract wealth and happiness, and it's easier to spread the leaves."

What Qingqing means is that making the women in the village healthy can also enhance their cohesion—look at those aunts dancing in the square, how united they are when fighting for territory with a group as a unit.

The same principle is also applicable in the village. Through this method, the village movement will be improved.In the future, when men fight with weapons, she can lead the women to make dumplings behind the enemy.

But what everyone thinks is different from Qingqing.

They all felt that this was a magical skill brought by the clan's grandparents, that they could communicate with the sky, and bless the safety of the whole village through sacrifices, so they readily accepted it.

After arranging the group practice, Qingqing called a few clever people to tell everyone how to make the little goldfish. The men burn charcoal, and the women make the little goldfish.

After everything was arranged properly, Qingqing and Buli went out of the village again, this time two cars came out of the village.

A carriage, a donkey cart.

There was only one scooter in the village, so Buli sent someone to Lijia Village to borrow one.

The two carts were full of charcoal, and Buli brought all the charcoal made in the village these days, all of which had to be exchanged for money in the city.

In terms of personnel, apart from Buli and his wife, there are only brothers Hu Laoxi, and the children are not brought. The car is too full and there is no place to sit.

Hu Laoxi set up the car early and waited outside the door.

After waiting for a while, finally, Buli and his wife came out of the house.

"Can we go now, Grandpa Clan—ah!" Hu Laoxi couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, looking at the Buli couple with a surprised expression.

"What's the matter?" Qingqing supported the hairpin with her hands. Today, she made the bun herself. She thinks it should be reasonable. Why does Hu Laoxi look at her like that.

Hu Laoxi swallowed his saliva and stared intently, and Jiang Laosan next to him also had the same expression.

The two ancestors changed into new clothes today.

Qingqing wore a pink cotton dress with embroidered butterflies, Buli wore a sky blue gown with a head scarf of the same color, and he even shaved.

Standing together, these two people are too delicate.

After a man from Dayan got married, he had to grow a beard, but Buli didn't grow a beard. His pale, scholarly face made it hard to guess his age.

The grandpa and grandma of the family are already very young on weekdays. Now that the two of them have changed into such delicate colors, they look like teenage boys and girls, still childish.

Brother Hu Laoxi was stunned, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Just like the golden boy and jade girl next to the Bodhisattva descending to earth
"Our clothes, are they weird?" Qingqing tugged at her new clothes.

She and Buli bought this material when they first wore it, but now that the temperature has cooled, it fits just right.

Waking up early, the couple even boasted about each other's business, why are you so handsome, you are so beautiful, that's all.

"Uh, Grandma Zu, you—are you not afraid of getting your clothes dirty?" Hu Laoxi really didn't know what to say, so he could only find a topic at random.

"Oh, it's okay." Qingqing said, comparing the cloak in Bi Buli's hand, she and Buli had already prepared for it.

Hu Laoxi looked at the black cloak and let out a long sigh of relief, it's okay.

Although the two ancestors wearing cloaks still look too young, they are better than the shocking golden boy and jade girl just now. These two people are good-looking, and when they go out in bright colors, people all over the street have to look back.

After all, Hu Laoxi was born as a bandit, so he was afraid of being too conspicuous.

"Grandma Zu, why are you thinking of wearing women's clothes today?" Hu Laoxi asked.

"Hey, aren't you afraid that Long Pianpian will find me?" Qingqing replied very seriously, and after she finished speaking, she felt that the person next to her hummed.

Obviously, Buli is still very dissatisfied with Long Pianpian's nympho, although his wife earns 1000 taels from Long Pianpian ruthlessly, but he just doesn't like someone coveting his wife.

"Ah? She probably won't look for you, right?" Hu Laoxi thought, Long Pianpian was hunted down so badly yesterday, shouldn't this be hiding?

"Fell into an irrational frenzy for star chasing, how many of you have a normal mind?" Buli sneered, he had never lost in jealousy.

 What I'm talking about is fanatical and irrational behavior, not bombarding all star chasing, let's not accidentally hurt, the author who was eager to survive in an instant crawled over.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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