Chapter 42: New Year (Three)

"Dou, dig, dig handkerchief, gently place it behind the child. Don't tell him, hurry up and catch him." Suddenly, bursts of children's songs came from the Xiayuan, with awkward singing. The singing was awkward. More than a dozen people sang like more than a dozen people, but just a few sentences back and forth, it quickly became smoother with rhythmic clapping sounds.

After learning the song, Zhao Qiong explained the rules again. Everyone sat in a big circle. After a few steps, he picked up the handkerchief and walked behind a companion, and then ran away. The little yellow door with the handkerchief placed behind him immediately found something wrong from everyone's expressions. He turned around and picked up the handkerchief and chased after him, but he was still one step late. Under Zhao Qiong's "coercion", he stood in the middle of the circle, sang a little tune in his hometown, and then sat back in awkwardly.

After a few rounds, everyone found the trick. The people who were teased thought about "revenge". People who had never been caught turned around frequently. I am afraid they won the lottery. Even if they saw it, they still clapped their hands and sang. The atmosphere was slowly getting warm. For a moment, singing, laughter and shouts of chasing each other filled the yard. Everyone was intoxicated in the cheerful game and forgot the troubles in front of them.

It is said that modern behavior experts have studied this game and believe that during the game, everyone is in the dominant position and can maintain a physical and mental state of happiness, which can make people develop an optimistic, cheerful and positive personality. When Zhao Qi was a recruit in his previous life, everyone had to endure overload training every day and faced a new environment to adapt to new interpersonal relationships. Everyone felt huge pressure. The old squad leader often organized everyone to play small games he played in childhood during training intervals. Not only can heal the pressure accumulated in his heart, but he can also relieve the barriers between new comrades and superiors and subordinates through the game together, improve interpersonal relationships, and satisfy everyone's desire to perform in public.

Just as Zhao Qi was stunned when he recalled his past days, a small yellow gate boldly placed the handkerchief behind him and continued to move forward as if he was fine. However, the gap between him and Zhao Qi was too big, which made him feel guilty and couldn't help looking back while walking.

"Second Master" saw Xi finishing his own affairs for a while, and when he saw the prince, he couldn't help but speak out to remind him without any notice.

Zhao Qi suddenly heard someone shouting. He looked around and saw Xi shook at him and reminding him with a slight hug. He immediately realized that he had been hit. He turned around and grabbed the handkerchief on the ground and chased after him. At this time, the small yellow door that threw the handkerchief had already walked for almost half a circle.

"Your Majesty, you'll Majesty, you'll Majesty, you'll Majesty, but Zhao Qi's calves were short and he was late. He ran slowly but still didn't catch the corner of his clothes, so he had to stand in the scene obediently. Seeing that the prince was not angry at all, the little yellow sect immediately learned and sold it. This was how the prince coaxed them just now.

"Then I'll sing a song for everyone, okay?" Zhao Qi stood in the field and scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Okay, the prince is singing the best!" Feng Xi slapped hard and shouted loudly.

"Fengxi, don't be rude!" Seeing that Xi finished his work, she also mingled in the crowd to watch the fun. Seeing Fengxi also started to cheer, she stepped forward and stared at her eyes and shouted. Seeing that it was Xi, Fengxi was so scared that she shrank her neck and drooped her head and did not dare to say anything. The other little yellow sects looked at his cold face and were as if they were chilly.

"What are you yelling? We're just having fun together. You can find a place to sit down!" Zhao Qi pointed at Jianxi and said. Jianxi didn't dare to disobey. He asked a small yellow gate to move a place for him and sat down embarrassedly.

"I'll just sing "Men Should Be Self-Enhancing", everyone will give you some applause!" Zhao Qi stood in the middle of the venue, holding his hands high and slapped on the beat, saying, "If you are taller and your hair is spread apart, you will really look like a "Beatles". The prince wants to applause, but who dares not leave the face, and applause will suddenly spread on and off the court.

"Fortunately facing the waves,

The blood is like the red sunlight,

The gallbladder is like iron and bones,

Ambitions and visions are long,

I work hard to be a good man,

Be a good man and be self-reliant every day.

A passionate man is brighter than the sun!

Let the sea and the sky gather energy for me,

Go to create the world and create the world for my ideal!

Look at the blue waves and the vast sky,

I am a man and should be self-reliant.

Stand strongly and stand tall and be a pillar of the world,

Use my hundred points of heat to shine out a thousand points!

Be a good man,

Hot blood and intestinal heat,

More lighter than the sun” This song Jackie Chan sang in his low and rough voice so many men were excited. Poor Zhao Qi was only eight years old after the age of 2009, and it was far from the period of voice change. In order to achieve that effect, he had to hold his voice and roar with false voice. People outside the circle only saw the people in the field singing and dancing, roaring with the fist, and the fist came out with the wind, and the white clothes fluttered, which had another charm. After a long punch from Professor Meng Tao, the singing fell just as soon as possible.

"Okay, what a man should be self-reliant!" After Zhao Qi's song, the people on the court had not yet woken up from it. Someone outside the court called out, and then everyone saw that the people in the inner courtyard had already surrounded them again. Huang Jingchen came at some point. "The prince's singing is so good that the old slave feels hot, and he has the urge to lift his gun and jump off the horse!"

"Uncle Huang has won the award. I'm just on a whim. You can play with us too." He said, pulling Huang Jingchen's sleeve.

"I'm old and can't run. You guys can't play, I won't disturb you!" Huang Jingchen said to everyone with a smile. The little yellow sect and the onlookers were surprised. Today, the high-ranking official did not scold them, but instead accused them of continuing. Seeing that he had walked away, everyone applauded.

"Shunzi, have you heard the song sing by the prince?" When he walked to the place where no one was, Huang Jingchen asked Shunzi who was following him.

"Master, I have never heard of it. It seems that I might check it out!" Shunzi just understood the rhythm, and felt that the prince sang very differently than they had heard, but he could not tell the mystery.

"Forget it, it's just a song!" Huang Jingchen waved his hand and said, muttering in his heart.

Seeing that everyone was very excited to watch, Zhao Qi simply brought the people who watched the fun into the circle. Fortunately, the courtyard of Xiayuan was big enough, otherwise so many people would not be able to let go. People clapped and sang and danced, and the superiors and inferiors were left behind. People who had never spoken before were now talking to each other intimately, and even the little yellow door caught Jianxi, who had always been upright in front of the servants, had to stand in the venue and learn a few cows to get out.

Everyone played until lunch and left reluctantly. After a long time of struggle, everyone didn't feel any fatigue. The air that was blocked in their hearts seemed to suddenly disappear. The little yellow sects also showed long-lost smiles on their faces. This smile came from the heart, not like the past, and hummed the song the prince had just sang.

After lunch, the whistling north shaved, the sky darkened, and the sky was soon covered with dark clouds. When Zhao Qi woke up from a nap, he found that snowflakes had already risen. He excitedly put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom barefoot.

"Second Master, put on your clothes quickly and don't be frozen!" Huaihua was guarding the candlestick at the door and continued to weave something with candlelight. Seeing Zhao Qie wearing a jacket, she left the house barefoot and hurriedly stopped him and shouted.

"It's so heavy snow, I'm going out to have a look!" Zhao Qi watched as the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and a thick layer was already covered with the ground.

"Then you have to put on your clothes first!" Huaihua put on socks, buckles, robe, and jade belts for Zhao Qi, and then hurried to find a cloak for him.

"What are these?" Zhao Qi suddenly found a bunch of gadgets on the table and asked curiously.

"Oh, this is all given to you by the servants in the inner courtyard. I remind me to give it to you!" Huaihua brought a package and said.

Zhao Qi nodded and looked through. There was a set of portraits of the drama characters, including sandbags, sugar man, steak beans, mountain yellow, brown green beans, salt beans, trench beans, steamed pears, dates, rice and sheep, dogs, hoofs, eggs, chestnut browns, bean balls, glutinous rice cakes and other snacks. There was a "bright silver spear" standing beside the table. He picked it up and danced a few times, smiled bitterly, shook his head. It seemed that no matter what "big thing" he did, everyone would still regard himself as a child.

"Second Master, don't eat these things randomly, the things outside are not clean!" Huaihua saw that the prince had grabbed a few beans and wanted to eat them, so she quickly grabbed his hand and said.

"How could it be? Everyone can eat it? Why can't I eat it alone? I'm not that delicate. If they don't eat what they gave me, they will be sad if I don't eat it!" Zhao Xiao smiled and threw the beans into his mouth and said leisurely.

"Oh, Second Master, you always don't listen to your advice!" Huaihua sighed and said angrily, then opened the bag and took out a fur cloak.

"Oh, what kind of skin is this? It's so beautiful!" Zhao Qi looked at it and couldn't help but praise.

"Second Master, this cloak is made of silver rat skin. It is very rare from Liao Dynasty. It was given to the Empress by the Emperor. Last year, you left the palace and left it for you to wear it overnight. She never wanted to wear it!" The locust flower gently brushed across the fur and said with emotion.

"Family, friendship; friendship, family affection" Zhao Qiong's interest in watching the snow was gone for a while, "Forget it, it's heavy, I won't go out!" He returned to the bedroom with his cloak in his arms, looking out through the thin window paper at the heavy snow. Everything in front of him was shrouded in haze, and he stood in front of the window with his cloak in his arms for a long time!
Chapter completed!