When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After some impassioned speeches, various villagers performed their local dances, and there were also highlights such as wrestling.

Crowded.

Wei Wuxian ate while watching the performance. Soon he was full. After wiping his hands, he leaned close to Lan Wangji and said, "This is much more fun than the Hundred Flowers Banquet of the Lanling Jin Clan. It's lively and not too formal. The most important thing is that everyone is really happy."

Lan Wangji remained noncommittal.

Wei WuXian looked at the barely touched meat in front of Lan WangJi and said, “Why aren’t you eating? They roasted this meat so well, it’s crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it’s very flavorful.”

Lan Wangji looked at the greasy things and lost his appetite: "Too greasy."

"Alas!" Wei Wuxian sighed in his heart: Lan Zhan really has no luck with his food. He picked up the wine that someone had just poured for him and thanked the man.

Wei Wuxian sniffed it first, and he immediately detected that it was fruit wine, with a fresh fruity aroma.

It tastes sour and sweet. After eating so much meat, drinking some fruit wine is especially refreshing. The taste of the wine is very light, so drinking too much won’t make you feel nauseous. “It tastes good!”

The man filled Wei Wuxian's glass again, and then poured one for Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji said, "Our family rules say that we don't allow drinking."

The man looked to be in his thirties. He smiled heartily and said, "Little Immortal, your family rules are strict. You just need to follow them at home. Why are you so strict outside? Our wine is fruit juice. It's not intoxicating. Children can drink it without worry."

As he spoke, the man poured a small bowl for Mo Xuanyu. Mo Xuanyu was also tired of chewing the meat, so he picked up the bowl and drank it all. Children liked this taste the most. He licked his lips and said, "Another bowl."

The man laughed and poured him a bowl of it: "See, even a child can drink it, so he must like it. It's okay to drink a little. It's okay. Anyway, you are out there and the elders don't know."

After that person finished speaking, Qingheng-Jun and Zewu-Jun both cast their eyes over here.

Wei WuXian almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw this. How could someone instigate breaking family rules in front of other people's elders?

"..."

Lan Wangji looked at the bowl of fruit wine in front of him, feeling a little hesitant. He glanced at Qing Hengjun's position, and the two looked at each other.

The eagerness in Lan Wangji's eyes did not escape Qing Hengjun's eyes, but he did not intend to stop him.

Lan Wangji saw that there was no sign of resistance on his face.

Even when the two looked at each other, Qing Hengjun nodded slightly, as if he agreed.

Lan Wangji withdrew his gaze, and just when Wei Wuxian was about to help him drink it, he directly picked up the bowl of wine and drank it all.

The man sighed, "How generous!" and filled his glass again.

After the man left, Wei Wuxian took the bowl of wine from Lan Wangji and asked with concern: "How do you feel? Is it delicious?"

Lan Wangji said, “It’s sweet, it’s OK.”

Wei Wuxian stared at him for a while. Lan Wangji's eyes were very clear. Just when he thought that fruit wine was not considered wine and had no effect on Lan Wangji.

Suddenly, Lan Wangji frowned and his head nodded, as if his mind was heavy.

Then his eyes began to blur and he fell to the side the next second.

Fortunately, Wei WuXian was quick to pick him up and put him on his lap, muttering softly, "Sure enough, he's still the one who gets drunk after one glass of wine."

Looking at the person lying down, Mo Xuanyu said, "Brother Xian, what happened to Brother Zhan?"

"Nothing, just drunk."

"Drunk? Is this alcohol? Why does it taste sweet to me and not spicy at all?"

After hearing Mo Xuanyu's description, Wei Wuxian almost died of laughter. He held Lan Zhan in his arms and pinched his cheek with one hand: "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, the amount of alcohol you can pour in this one glass is even lower than that of a child. Aren't you ashamed?"

The banquet was almost coming to an end, and the last program was a group dance around the campfire.

Roast by a bonfire, and the best wish is to get rid of diseases and live a long life.

Even if there is no Soul-Eating Goddess statue to make wishes to, people always hope to place their good wishes on other things for comfort.

The villagers began to pull people sitting in their seats to participate in the chorus.

A man came up to Wei Wuxian and invited him, but Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "I can't. He's drunk and I'm accompanying him."

Nie Huaisang also came over to pull him: "Brother Wei, don't be so disappointing. Let Brother Lan sleep here and we can go and have fun. It's okay."

There was really no way, they were all too enthusiastic, and more than one villager came to pull Wei Wuxian away, and he couldn't resist.

Wei Wuxian had no choice but to lay Lan Wangji flat on the mat. He took off his outer robe, covered Lan Wangji with it, and followed the crowd to gather around him.

Qingheng Jun did not attend this event. After being invited, he refused to go and no one dared to persuade him.

Everyone held hands and formed a big circle, dancing and spinning around. The fire would occasionally explode and emit sparks.

When you get close to the fire, you'll feel warm all over.

Seeing such a joyful scene, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt somewhat fortunate. Fortunately, he asked Wen Qing to check his arm and it didn’t hurt so much anymore. Otherwise, he would have to miss it and stand aside and watch others play.

But at the same time, he felt a little disappointed because he couldn't experience it when Lan Wangji fell asleep.

Wei Wuxian and others also had a lot of dust on their faces. The people here are simple and honest, and this behavior also represents the villagers' collective good wishes for them.

Exorcise ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, pray for good luck, peace and happiness, and a happy family

All the young men grew up in aristocratic families. Each household has its own rules and they would naturally not allow them to play so wildly.

So many people gathered in a circle. Everyone had eaten delicious food before, but it was the first time for all the children from wealthy families to eat such delicious food. After the meal, everyone sang and danced together.

This was a joy they had never experienced before.

Wei Wuxian was holding hands with them, dancing in circles, looking very happy.

While playing, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt his hand being shaken off and grasped by someone. He stopped playing and everyone else started looking over here.

Lan Wangji pulled Nie Huaisang's hand away from Wei Wuxian's and took his own without saying a word.

Nie Huaisang trembled a little when Lan Wangji glared at him: "..."

Wei WuXian shook his hand back: “Lan Zhan, you’re awake.”

Lan Wangji stared at him and said "hmm", then put the clothes that Wei Wuxian had just put on him back on him.

These two people were so ambiguous in front of so many people, and they even helped to put on clothes. Wei Wuxian had no hands, so why did he ask you to dress him? Nie Huaisang felt a little embarrassed for them when he saw this.

Nie Huaisang didn't know if he was the only one who felt this way. He looked around and finally found a sense of recognition on Jiang Cheng's face.

After Lan Wangji put the outer robe on him, although he looked exactly the same as usual, Wei Wuxian knew that this was wrong.

It's not that he's awake, he's about to start acting like a drunken Lan.