Through the seventy warm marriage

Chapter 332 Big Yangko

"What sound?" Lu Qingqing asked curiously.

Since coming here, the most lively occasion she has seen is someone else's wedding.Never heard of such excitement.

The wedding ceremony in Xiaoman Village was relatively deserted, with no customs, except for the bride entering the house and setting off firecrackers, there was not much movement at all.

Yang Xiuying listened attentively, "Oh, I guess they are here to perform the Yangko dance. For New Year's greetings, I come here every year, and today I am in our village."

"Twisting Yangko? Does it look good?" She has never seen a traditional big Yangko at such a young age.Usually seen on TV.

Lu Xiaoyue circled around Lu Qingqing, rushing to answer: "It looks good, it looks good! My little aunt and I will go to see it, and my little uncle will go too!"

The little dork!She actually started to slick Qiao Yu's beard.Lu Qingqing rubbed Xiaoyue's hair, "What little uncle, come earlier!"

Qiao Yu interjected at the right time: "It's not early, it's not early, it's morning and evening, call first, so as not to get used to it in the future."

"..." Thick-skinned, eat enough.Lu Qingqing was convinced.Looking at Qiao Yu's appearance, he was like the moon that day, bright and cold.

But the little Qiao Yu hidden deep in his heart is a black-bellied person who never misses any opportunity.

Forget it, anyway, he didn't hide anything from her, so she didn't need to think about it.

Yang Xiuying was a little worried: "This big Yangko doesn't come sooner or later, but it comes at this time, you should take a look.

But is this train in time?Don't be late, it's better not to go, it's tiring to run back and forth, and it's also quite cold. "

Qiao Yu didn't care too much, "It's okay, we have time, we'll go there and take a look, it won't waste too much time. If Qingqing likes it, let her take a look."

When Lu Qingqing was mentioned, Yang Xiuying nodded, "Okay, let's go now, you two can't seem endless. Especially you Qingqing, you have a child's heart, pay attention to yourself!"

"I know, don't worry." Lu Qingqing's heart was already tickled by the gongs and drums outside, and she wished to go and have a look right away.

So, the whole family was dispatched, not to accompany Qiao Yu and Lu Qingqing specially, but at this time of the year, the Yangko team went to various villages to pay New Year's greetings, and everyone came out with their families to watch, almost empty streets.

For the relatively closed countryside, there is usually no spare time life, except for the chatter and amusement of the villagers, life is very boring.

After all the excitement, who will be absent?Especially young people and children, all dressed in joyful clothes and ran to watch the excitement.

People on the street are in twos and threes, or the whole family mobilizes, and their destination is one place, the grain drying field in the village.

The terrain here is relatively flat, and the place is relatively wide, which is most suitable for holding such large-scale activities.

When Lu Qingqing and the others came, many people had already gathered here. In order to see it more clearly, Lu Qingqing squeezed inside with a few children.

It's a good thing they didn't come very late, otherwise it would be impossible for them to squeeze in if they were next to each other.

Bai Yan didn't come today, there are many people here, she was afraid of being bumped into by someone, so she stayed at home.

Lu Yiyi took the child and squeezed together with Lu Qingqing.

Qiao Yu wasn't in a hurry at first, thinking it would be good to just take a look at it from a distance, but after seeing Lu Qingqing was in great interest, she simply protected her and the children and squeezed along.

When they got to the front row, their eyes suddenly opened up.

A group of people wore festive clothes, which seemed to be made of silk, red, and embroidered with dragons and phoenixes on the clothes.

Around the waist is a bright red silk belt, tied with a buckle, and the long ribbon is held in both hands, swinging rhythmically to the beat of gongs and drums.

　I don’t know if you have seen it. Maybe it was because there was no amateur cultural life at that time. It was really lively, with crowds of people, red flags waving, and gongs and drums blaring...

　　
　
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