Chapter 174 Primordial Yang Terraced Field in the Ancient Times

On seeing him losing his bearings after dancing in circles, Yan Wu grabbed the village head over and started dancing the ghost dance with him. As the clumsy village head struggled to dance to the beat, the other men were competing with their dancing skills, and the women were rooting for the men they had a crush on. The dinner, though appeared to be quite simple, was filled with communitive solidarity. The bonfire blazed more and more vigorously, while the bamboo dance grew more and more fascinating. Women soon brought tea to the guests. When the boiling water was poured into the cups, those tender flurry leaves that had curled up all stretched themselves and slowly blossomed in the steam, which looked quite like a wash painting. Xu Linghe loved drinking tea. He took a sip and relished the fragrant aftertaste lingering on his tongue. "If you like this tea, I'll bring you more tomorrow." The village head wedged his way to Xu Linghe and promptly extended his attentiveness to him. Xu