Chapter 1627 Festival 5

"But Big Brother Xiao Fei is different." Jin Sanmei said leisurely, "When I was with him, I felt as if I saw the morning sun when I was grazing sheep on the hillside."

"It seems that you really like him." Seeing Jin Sanmei's expression, her two girlfriends said.

Jin Sanmei, a simple girl in the Yao village, spends most of her time herding sheep on the mountain, with the cattle and sheep as companions. I saw very few boys of the same age, and those in this village were not allowed to intermarry. Coupled with her young age and her early love, she fell in love with Xiao Fei at first sight as soon as she got along with Xiao Fei.

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It is said that Xiao Fei and others left the place where the bronze drum was drummed and saw someone shooting arrows on horseback, so they walked over. Those riding horses and archery are all strong men in their 30s and 40s. There are few people watching, but the competition is very fierce.

Those men rode on horses, holding bows and arrows, posing in various poses on horseback, and shooting arrows with bows. Basically everyone is agile, and every arrow shot can hit the bull's-eye. The crowd burst into applause. The people watching were almost all the respected old people in the village.

Good arrow shooting means that they have a high level of hunting. And the winner of the competition here, to a large extent, will add weight to his campaign for the next leader.

The leader of the Yao village is changed every two years, and the replacements are basically the most powerful warriors in the village.

Seeing Xiao Fei and others approaching, those guys who hit the bull's-eye were full of energy. One by one, they looked at them with provocative eyes.

In their minds, the men among the Han people are all embroidered pillows, and they are the existences that they beat ten by one.

One of them, a black-faced strong man in his forties, was still riding on a horse, bent his bow and set an arrow, aiming at Xiao Fei. After a long time, the arrow turned around. An arrow shot out and hit the bull's-eye with a whoosh.

"Good!" The crowd cheered loudly.

"Boss, do you want to go up and show your skills and restrain them?" The fat man said, feeling very upset when he saw this.

"No need." Xiao Fei said.

"Boss, he has provoked us so much, do we still have to endure it?" Big Banya said.

"The one who pointed the bow and arrow at us just now should be Zhao Yongqiang from Zhaojiazhai. It really is Kong Wu who is powerful. It is estimated that the head of Zhao specially ordered him to let us see how powerful he is." Xiao Fei said, "However, We don't need to compare with him, it's better not to be in the limelight."

Seeing that they had no intention of going up to the competition, the respected elders who were onlookers disdain them even more. I thought to myself, the Han people really can't do it.

And at this moment, a slim figure in the distance was about to walk over. When she heard that Xiao Fei couldn't compare, she left disappointed again.

"Let's go." Xiao Fei said.

Several people left the venue for the horseback riding and archery competition to watch the activities of another group of people. Those who hold this entertainment are all old people in the cottage, over sixty or seventy years old. They carried birdcages one by one, and there were thrushes there. Shouting loudly one by one, cheering for their birds.

Although they are all very old, their spirits are not lost to young people at all.

"There are so many entertainment activities for the Yao people! And all of them are very interesting." Fatty said.

"The old men and women in the city all play mahjong in the old people's room. There are also some old men and aunts who like to dance in the square. But I still think their fighting birds are more interesting." Da Banya said.

"Speaking of bird fighting, isn't it something that the nobles in the capital used to play?" Fatty said.

"Although none of them are rich, they can still play." Xiao Fei said.

"They don't know how to play chess. There are many old men in the city who like to play chess to pass the time. Why don't we buy a chess set and teach them how to play?" Big Mater suggested.

"Forget it, those old men may not like it." The fat man said.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look." Xiao Fei said excitedly.

"Boss, you're not going to compete with young people in horseback riding and archery, but you're actually interested in playing with birds?" the fat man said.

The three of them walked into the bird fighting venue, and the old people were basically gathered together to watch the bird fight. The yelling of the old people continued, and the languages ​​they used were all ancient languages, which Xiao Fei basically couldn't understand. It belongs to the Hmong language family and some Hakka dialects. It is estimated that only Fatty and Dabanya can barely understand a little bit.

It was very excited, just like an old child.

Xiao Fei and others squeezed into a group of relatively few people, and at a glance, they saw two old people fighting birds. They put two bird cages together, and the thrush in the middle was not released. This is called cage fighting. There is a gap between the cages, and the two birds peck each other through the gap in the cage.

"Hit it on the head!"

"Twin Dragons Capture Pearls!"

"Slap it sideways!"

That's probably what the old people called it. These are all technical terms, and they don't speak Mandarin, so Xiao Fei can't understand them at all. But it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, just look at it and it's interesting.

On Dou Niao's table, piles of small banknotes were scattered here and there. It seems that they are still using Dou Niao to place bets for a small bet.

"Let's bet this bird wins!" Xiao Fei pointed to the thrush in the cage on the right and said, "Which one of you is the banker, I'll bet ten yuan."

After speaking, he took out two five-yuan bills and pressed them on the table.

The old people who were concentrating on fighting birds realized that an outsider had come. He looked up and found that they were Han Chinese, and they all looked at them strangely. How many Han people actually mixed in with the old Yao people?

"I heard that there are some Han people visiting Jinjiazhai, so it's you."

"Yes, I'm from Jinjiazhai, and I've seen them at the banquet. They're all good people." An old man from Jinjiazhai said. He recognized Xiao Fei, but Xiao Fei didn't recognize him. Xiao Fei only knew the few who had entertained him, and he had never even met this old man face to face.

"You young people, if you don't go to the activities of young people, why are you interested in our old people's stuff?" An old man said.

"Hehe, the young descendants of the Han people actually like to play with birds?" Another old man said.

Their language is ancient Hakka, only Fatty and Big Mater can understand some. Even if Xiao Fei didn't understand, he could guess something by observing words and expressions.

"If you want to play, you can. But if you lose later, you are not allowed to renege." The old man of Jinjiazhai said, "Old man Chen is the banker of our thrush fight. If the bird you pressed wins, He will pay you ten yuan, and if you beat the thrush and lose, the money will belong to him."