After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

As the sky gradually darkened, the fire began to become the main source of light.

The Duan clan members placed a lot of food on the food rack, and various performances and entertainment activities officially began.

Wen Zhimiao and others sat together, eating delicious food while watching singing and dancing and even some martial arts competitions.

The God Festival is also a kind of celebration after the autumn harvest, thanking the gods for blessing the good weather and praying for good weather in the next year.

It was the first time that Wen Zhimiao experienced the entertainment of ethnic minorities at such a close distance, and he couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

Seeing that the few people were sitting there stiffly, Duan Jiling simply pulled them up to dance and play together.

Shi Wanyue held Wen Zhimiao's hand, and the two of them danced with the crowd. There were musicians playing music beside them, and the scene was very joyful.

Wen Zhimiao drank some wine and gradually relaxed. The accessories on his body jingled and formed another melody.

After the singing and dancing, they ate and drank together, and then the children came over and distributed wreaths to the adults.

Bian Ruitong asked curiously: "What is this used for?"

"It's a wreath. Sister can give it to the person she likes. If the other person accepts it, you can exchange it. If not, you can wear it yourself." The half-grown child explained to her with a smile.

Bian Ruitong scratched his head, and finally looked at He Yuanyao: "Ayao, are you sending someone off?"

He Yuanyao gave her a speechless look, then put it on herself.

Bian Ruitong also put it on himself silently.

Wen Zhimiao placed her wreath on Shi Wanyue's head very naturally, and Shi Wanyue put it on her too.

Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu looked at each other, but finally looked away.

Zheng Shu blushed and whispered, "I like your blue color."

Qi Linglang gave her the wreath and took hers.

The two of them had just put on their garlands and were drinking specially brewed fruit wine when someone suddenly came over and invited Zheng Shu to dance with them.

He was a dark-skinned man who was pushed out by his companions. He stood in front of Zheng Shu with a red face and asked stumblingly if he could invite her to dance with him.

Zheng Shu looked at the man, and couldn't help but look at Qi Linglang. She nervously grabbed Qi Linglang's hand, and her palms were sweating from nervousness.

She gently shook Qi Linglang's hand, as if asking Qi Linglang to help her refuse.

Wen Zhimiao supported his chin and looked over here, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Ever since they met at a young age, Zheng Shu has been particularly dependent on Qi Linglang. Whenever he feels shy, nervous, or has social phobia, he likes to hide behind Qi Linglang.

Qi Linglang, who obviously doesn't like to communicate too much with others, always stands up to protect Zheng Shu. This socially anxious duo is quite fun to watch.

Shi Wanyue saw Wen Zhimiao staring blankly at that place, so she reached out and fed her a fruit: "What are you thinking about?"

"I think... Linglang and Shushu are quite a good match." Wen Zhimiao said in a low voice.

Shi Wanyue looked at Qi Linglang who was protecting her son, and couldn't help laughing: "Well...it's not impossible."

They have similar interests and personalities, so how could they not be a good match?

"Miaomiao, don't you think Tongtong and Ayao are a good match?" Shi Wanyue said half-jokingly.

Wen Zhimiao shook his head: "No, Yao obviously likes Sister."

"Sister, I've helped her so much, how far has she progressed?"

Wen Zhimiao was still very concerned about how far the promising marriage had progressed.

"I don't know." Shi Wanyue shook her head. How would she know?

Wen Zhimiao thought for a moment and said, "Maybe she doesn't think she likes him yet. Anyway, my sister definitely doesn't have any idea about it. It's just Ayao's secret crush. How pitiful."

There is no need to guess why He Yuanyao likes Wen Jiuzhao. Based on her experience of reading countless articles, she just likes him.

But Wen Zhimiao didn't know what Wen Jiuzhao's attitude towards He Yuanyao was. It was possible that he didn't like her at all.

Hard to say.

"Miao Miao can see through other people." Shi Wanyue looked at her with a smile: "Why is it so hard for you to understand yourself?"

Wen Zhimiao looked away awkwardly. It wasn't that hard for her to understand. She understood it very quickly, okay?

Besides, can looking at others be the same as looking at yourself?

Wen Zhimiao moved his lips and muttered softly, "Those involved are confused."

Shi Wanyue could hardly suppress the smile on her lips.

Over there, Qi Linglang had already politely helped Zheng Shu reject the other party, and the boy from the Duan family returned to his seat awkwardly.

Other people nearby were inviting the people they wanted to dance with, some were successful and some were unsuccessful.

Compared with this, there is nothing strange about the rejected boy. As Duan Jiling said, with them, they will say it directly if they like someone, and of course they will also say it directly if they reject someone. It is straightforward and pure.

Seeing that more people were dancing together, Wen Zhimiao also stood up and invited Shi Wanyue to join.

Duan Jiling watched the two of them merge into the crowd, her head resting on her arm. She seemed to no longer have that sour feeling. She couldn't tell why, but it was always good to let it go.

Now when I look at Shi Wanyue and Wen Zhimiao, I even feel from the bottom of my heart that they are quite a good match.

Duan Jiling couldn't help but think that maybe she didn't really like Wen Zhimiao.

Qi Linglang looked at Zheng Shu: "Shushu, are you going?"

Zheng Shu quickly shook his head: "No, there are so many people..."

She was afraid that someone overly enthusiastic might appear again.

Qi Linglang laughed: "Then let's take a look together."

Zheng Shu loosened her grip on the corner of her clothes a little. In fact, she was just thinking, if someone invited Linglang, would she agree?

Seeing that Qi Linglang was willing to stay with her here, Zheng Shu relaxed unconsciously.

He Yuanyao and Bian Ruitong were still sitting there playing finger-guessing games. Seeing that many people around them had gone to dance, Bian Ruitong suddenly asked He Yuanyao, "Ayao, do you want to join us?"

"With you?" He Yuanyao asked back.

"Otherwise? Do you want to invite others?"

"No, if you want to go, go by yourself." He Yuanyao had no interest, especially with Bian Ruitong.

Other people are in pairs, but they are alone, which is crazy.

Bian Ruitong curled her lips, looked around, and saw Duan Jiling sitting next to a campfire. There was no one around him.

Because today's event was hosted by the Duan family, Duan Jiling, as the head of the family, was unable to sit with them. Everyone around her was from the Duan family.

Bian Ruitong put down the wine in his hand: "Then you can play by yourself."

He Yuanyao stared with wide eyes as Bian Ruitong left her and walked towards Duan Jiling.

Is this appropriate?

Bian Ruitong walked up to Duan Jiling and asked her curiously, "Aren't you going to dance?"

Duan Jiling winked at her: "Who should I dance with? Miaomiao and Sister Wanyue are dancing."

"Oh, you like Miaomiao, no wonder." Bian Ruitong, who was sitting next to her, realized it belatedly.

Duan Jiling couldn't help but laugh: "How can you be so stupid that you can't see this?"

"I can't tell. Aren't you treating her the same as you treat us?" Bian Ruitong really couldn't tell.

Duan Jiling thought about it and it was indeed the same.