Chapter 237： At that moment, she was as beautiful as the most delicate white jade

Chapter 237 At that moment, she was as beautiful as the most delicate white jade

After 8 pm, the bonfire party was lively and lively in the open space.

Tang Li changed his clothes and walked out of the house.

The little novice lying on the table playing the Rubik's cube, raised his head inadvertently, and saw Tang Li in ethnic costumes, reflecting the dim light in the hall.

The little novice's mother came over, looked at the girl who lowered her head and adjusted her girdle, and pursed her lips and smiled: "You wear this dress much better than me."

Tang Li listened, looked up at the other party and smiled slightly.

"I'll help you comb your hair." The little novice's mother asked Tang Li to sit on the stool, and picked up the comb herself to braid Tang Li's hair: "I wore this dress once, on the day I met the child's father, and later Once I'm engaged, I can't wear these kinds of clothes anymore."

Tang Li sat still, looking at himself in the dressing mirror, a short red jacket with narrow sleeves, a black background with gorgeous texture and Miao embroidery at the neckline, colorful fringed spikelets hanging naturally, cuffs, girdle and skirt. The draped pleated skirt with bright colors makes her look like a young girl to be married.

The little novice's mother smiled and said, "Our custom here is that young girls who are not looking for a partner, especially during festivals, must dress up beautifully."

said, she took the silver headdress on the table: "Because no one can guarantee that she will meet the lover she likes on this day."

Tang Li slightly closed his eyelashes, and then opened them again. His eyes were full of fringed eyebrows, delicate and dazzling. It was a kind of smart beauty.

The little novice can't wait to run over: "Are you okay? Okay, let's go!"

A cigarette reached the **** of the cigarette, and Song Boyan was invited by the villagers to sit under the tree. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with long legs and a short bench. , The people around who were rambunctiously restrained a little, and began to concentrate on watching the performance.

With a    "click", Song Boyan lit another cigarette.

He rarely touches cigarettes in the mountains these days. He only goes back to the yard in the afternoon to smoke a cigarette to relieve his craving. Hit the accumulated soot on the cardboard.

"Do you want it?" Someone next to him asked tentatively.

Song Boyan turned his head upon hearing the sound. It was a young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. He was holding a bottle of beer with an open cap in his hand.

Seeing Song Boyan taking it, the boy smiled: "You are welcome, you are welcome."

After saying that, he ran away to play.

Looking at the boy's cheerful back, Song Boyan also had some feelings: "When you grow up in such a small place, life is not necessarily all unsatisfactory."

Ji Ming on the side of    nodded: "Children who grew up in the city can't be so carefree."

As soon as the    voice fell, cheers erupted from the front.

Jiming cast his eyes first, and saw that the villagers who had gathered together suddenly separated. A girl in full dress was walking all the way, held by the hands of the little novice. The surrounding roars, accompanied by applause, were incessant.

"It seems to be Miss Tang." Ji Ming said.

Song Boyan raised his hand to bring the cigarette to his mouth and paused for a while. Following Ji Ming's line of sight, Tang Li was wearing a red national costume. Her skin was already fair, reflecting the raging fire, and her eyebrows were curved. Like the most delicate jade in the world.

(end of this chapter)