"Thump thump thump——"
"Spring Mountain Grassland Night," launched by the scenic area, is a program combining tradition and modernization, and is one of the friendship-symbolizing programs developed by the district chief and the ranch owner in the octagon ring. It is the signature of the East District of Potou City.
Therefore.
The scene that greets the eyes of the tourists coming out of the Mongolian tent after a full meal is two modified large trucks opening their sides, revealing two speakers as towering as mountains.
The bonfire stacks built with firewood are set on the hardened land of the scenic area, surrounded by protective fences, and are placed around the concert venue, with special security guards to prevent tourists from accidentally bumping into them.
Beautiful ladies in traditional costumes set up drink stalls around the concert venue, with signs saying: Free goat milk wine and horse milk wine. Local specialty goat milk wine and horse milk wine are sold at a uniform explosive price: 79!
On the stage, the resident singer and guitarist, drummer, bassist, and players of the morin khuur and balalaika are doing the final adjustments to the performance equipment, and the music blasting from the speakers on the two trucks is drawing the attention of the tourists in the scenic area.
"Wow! A live concert!"
Ah Qing exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the stage set up in the scenic area, shouting towards Tang You.
Momo and Lingren were shocked, as the ticket price of 398 included food and drinks, plus farm animal companionship.
Now... it even includes a finale concert. Is the owner of Spring Mountain Grassland sure he's not running a charity?
"... Warm hospitality, able to sing and dance." Tang You's cheeks twitched as he started to complain, "They were all hospitable before, now naturally, they have to dance..."
Evidently.
The fact that the owner of Spring Mountain Grassland can put on such a show at the Spring Mountain Grassland scenic area astonished Tang You for a whole year.
Tang You even felt that back then, the district chief might not have invited Old Tang to box, but rather tricked him onto the grassland to unleash him, while he chased him with a tank.
Old Tang can't be called stingy.
But he has an old-fashioned style, always producing works that fit the aesthetic of the sixties and seventies, giving off the impression of being lively, with celebratory bustle everywhere, but you can't really pinpoint what's so lively, it feels rather hollow.
And now.
Tang You truly feels that behind the lively program of "Spring Mountain Grassland Night," there is a feeling of temporal dissonance.
The Zha Ma Banquet is lively, but this banquet belongs to the royalty and nobility of a bygone empire.
A concert is only a concert.
But the lively crowd disperses the desolation that has existed on the grassland since ancient times.
"In the past, the wind blew through the grass to reveal sheep and cattle; now, the young people have all gone to the cities to work..."
"Now, the waves of sound blow past the cattle and horses, making them party hard." Tang You muttered internally, being pulled by the arm by Ah Qing, who had never attended a concert before, towards the beverage stall, looking at those milk wines with a face full of curiosity.
"Youyou, there are so many flavors? What flavor of milk wine should we choose?"
"Choose goat milk, maybe? Didn't you guys say the horse milk wine I brought back to the dorm previously was a bit weirdly sour?"
"Goat milk wine..." Ah Qing looked at the pink goat milk wine on the table, pondering, and asked, "Is this the color of goat milk wine, or was food coloring added?"
"Uh... since it's a fast-moving consumer good, we dyed it with red dragon fruit," the saleswoman said.
"Oh..." Ah Qing nodded, ordered a cup, and then ordered another plain one for Momo.
The pink and tender color looks nice.
But Momo doesn't like dragon fruit, saying the red ones are very evil.
Eating red dragon fruit, people become three-way pipes.
......
Meanwhile, in front of the concert venue gates.
"Please... can you put me down? I really have to go save the world!"
The little fox held in Momo's arms looked at Momo with a face full of helplessness and complained:
"Foreigners not being benevolent, treating ruins as sacrificial dogs, attempting to awaken ancient forebears. Meanwhile, I'm preparing to use the bonfire as a signal, to play the fox's call, rallying the grassland warriors to resist the evil white sheep butt, whipping them..."
"Don't hold me back, I want to add a +1."
Because Ah Qing had to livestream and push through crowds to buy milk wine, she entrusted the little fox to Momo.
Momo, tasked with Ah Qing's request and worried that the deafening sound waves might cause stress reactions in the little fox, who might run away into the grassland, not to return.
So now, she's holding the little fox's waist with one hand, keeping its head firmly in the gap of her chest, and grabbing the end of its tail with the other.
Besides Momo, Lingren was also standing guard nearby.
"What are you mumbling about?"
Not understanding the fox's whimpering, Momo smiled, lowered her head, and kissed the little fox's face, saying: "If you want to act spoiled, just say so! If you don't speak, how will I know what you want..."
"...."
The little fox's face collapsed, rolling its eyes, and whimpered a bit: "If I really spoke, you guys would be the ones upset soon."
"Yip yip yip——"
"Hmm hmm hmm.... If you have any complaints, you can go bite Ah Qing's butt later, she's the one directing this."
The exchange between Ansheng and Momo featured read receipts and random replies.
Although Momo could observe that the little fox seemed to want to go somewhere, its frequent eye-rolling at her due to her hindering.
But this matter, you can only bite Ah Qing's butt.
When Ah Qing returned, Ansheng quickly reached out its small paws, shaking them towards Ah Qing:
"Ah Qing, hurry and save me, the sound system is pounding my head, I want to go back to the dorm and nap with the big orange cat...."
"Oh? So early to go back and sleep?" Ah Qing looked at the little fox with a face full of curiosity: "Usually, you just wake up from a nap to start your nightlife, don't you?"
"You said 'usually just wake up'." Ansheng retorted to Ah Qing, struggling and jumping to the ground:
"I'm going home to sleep now, make sure not to stay out too late, okay?"
Under Ah Qing's gaze, the little fox raised its big tail and trotted off to the dorm.
Everyone exchanged glances, revealing a curious expression.
For a fox so fond of crowds, claiming not to be interested in the lively spectacle... is hard to imagine.
Ansheng left the concert venue, prying open a window at the closed scenic area restaurant, squeezing inside, sitting at the cashier's desk, and picked up the landline to call Lin Bingyun.
"Hello? Housekeeper Lin? Where are you now? I might need some help from you."
"I'm currently in the Spring Mountain Grassland parking lot." Lin Bingyun reported his position to Master Fuli.
"Parking lot?" Master Fuli was puzzled.
"Yes, this morning I saw Miss Yu's Moments and location on your WeChat. That's why our convoy is parked at the Spring Mountain Grassland waiting for you." Lin Bingyun said.
"Well... where are you guys, I'll come over." Master Fuli showed a puzzled expression.
"I'll wait for you at the parking lot entrance?"
"Okay then."
Master Fuli hung up the phone, his face plastered with a peculiar expression, heading towards the parking lot.
"It shouldn't be possible! I was with Medicine Spring Mountain Lord at the parking lot around midday, how come we didn't see anyone?"
Ansheng trotted over to see if Housekeeper Lin had developed some invisibility trick.
Arriving at the entrance of the parking lot, Ansheng saw Lin Bingyun, dressed in a tailcoat, wearing glasses, standing with perfect posture and a smile on his face, waiting by the door.