Long Jiale

Until the end of the crab feast, there were no disturbances during the period.

In the evening, when all the tourists dispersed, Shen Zhoucheng took people to clean up the scene. The tables, chairs and benches were quickly cleaned up, and the excess garbage was piled up together. Only when the night was quiet, Shen Zhoucheng burned it with a handful of Longyan There is no scum left.

As the dragon's own big killer, Longyan burns everything in the world, and it is really an excellent treasure for cleaning up garbage and sewage.

A fire burns everything instantly, leaving nothing, no residue and no harmful gas, which is very beneficial to protect the environment.

On the second day, the bustling autumn crab feast was over, and immediately there was a clean and beautiful Qingbi Mountain.

"So tired!" Cheng Yanding stretched, and let out a tired sigh after wiping the table.

After today's banquet, no one is not tired.

However, today is of special significance to Cheng Yanding. Today's long table of hairy crabs are all his cultivation partners.

I watched them grow bigger and fatter little by little, and their bodies became fatter and fatter, showing how delicious they are.

Today, when I put on the steamer, golden hairy crabs came out of the pot. For Cheng Yanding, it really feels like a big parent with "crabs" in my family.

"The fox is so tired too!" Xiaobai Tuanzi curled up in Shen Zhoucheng's arms, elongated her slender body, and flicked her long snow-white tail, feeling that she was too tired as a fox and had to make up for it.

As an Internet celebrity little fox, entertaining tourists is really tiring, and it is very hard to cooperate with taking pictures. Ao modeling and posing consume all the brain cells of a little fox.

"I know everyone is suffering, thank you for your help." Shen Zhoucheng sent red envelopes to today's staff, and successively sent hundreds of thank you red envelopes.

After sending out the last red envelope, Shen Zhoucheng was about to take his little vixen home, but the little white ball with empty paws grabbed a few times out of thin air, very dissatisfied, regained his strength and climbed all the way On Shen Zhoucheng's shoulder, he rubbed his paw on his right cheek, and the fox yelled a few times in dissatisfaction: "Where's the red envelope? Where's the fox's red envelope!"

Shen Zhoucheng kept a straight face on purpose, stretched out his hand to pinch the little white dumpling on his shoulder, took the opponent off his body, put his hands on its armpits, raised the little fox up, and faced its black eyes eye.

"We are our own family, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours, so don't worry about your red envelope, my dear daughter-in-law."

The little white ball raised by him shook its paws and legs, and struggled desperately in mid-air. Shen Zhoucheng had no choice but to put the little guy into his arms.

The swift little vixen climbed onto his shoulders decisively.

Necked at the side of his neck, two small pointed ears stood up, and the soft fox paws smoothly wiped the edge of the extremely deep collarbone.

It hides its small head under the earlobe of the opponent, and when talking or something, it must be close to the ear.

Let the warm wind blow into the other party's ears with the sound.

"Zhou Zhou, Hu also wants private money."

Shen Zhoucheng couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and rubbed his ear, grabbed a small paw, and rubbed it lightly.

This little vixen actually wants private money...

"Okay, okay, go back and make a big red envelope for you, and put it in your fox den, okay? Hide it with your babies?"

"Then Zhouzhou, you have to help me hide it better." The little vixen rubbed his neck on the other's neck in satisfaction, and deliberately licked the earlobe which was close at hand.

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

You want to hide your private money, but you still ask your husband for it, and you want your husband to help you hide your private money, why don't you go to heaven by the way.

He smiled and nodded the little black nose of the little fox.

Thinking about the thinking logic of this fox, I am really ashamed of the vixen.

Shen Zhoucheng held his daughter-in-law's little paw and shook it, and said: "You little mascot will go out of the village to work part-time for a day tomorrow, don't make mistakes, remember to earn a big red envelope and come back."

The little fox flicked its tail, and suddenly changed into Shen Li's appearance. It lay on Shen Zhoucheng's back, put his little face against his boyfriend's cheek and rubbed it affectionately, "Don't worry, the fox is sure. Can't go wrong."

Shen Zhoucheng tilted his head, and a seemingly absent fox fragrance wafted between his nostrils, and the smell was intoxicating, "Then remember not to sleep late, get up early, and drive you to Yunan tomorrow morning."

Shen Li sucked his little nose, and then sighed faintly.

It is very sad not to let the fox sleep late.

But in order to make money from the business to support the family and to buy gold for Zhou Zhou's golden statue, Fox has to work hard.

The next morning, Shen Zhoucheng got up at six o'clock. After washing, he filled a cart full of persimmons, grabbed the little white dumpling that turned from a man into a fox, and threw it on the passenger seat. One dragon and one fox Start off on the road.

The destination is Baishi Village in Yunan County. This year's Persimmon Festival and Lion Dance Competition are held in Baishi Village.

Shen Zhoucheng drove the car onto the village road, and by the way put a group fresh-keeping technique on the persimmons in the car behind, so as not to damage the persimmons due to the bumps on the road.

He left the little fox in the passenger seat. Although he promised to get up early yesterday, this little fox still broke his promise.

Getting in the car is to sleep, anyway, it is not a fox that is driving.

A snow-white fox curled up into a ball and nestled on the seat. The little guy was dazed when he got into the car, and he still remembered scratching Shen Zhoucheng with his paws.

Reminder to open the window.

"It's so demanding."

Shen Zhoucheng opened the window halfway, and after the car was on the road, a cool breeze kept pouring in.

The little fox moaned and chirped and pulled out the three tails, using the tails to perfectly wrap his small body and head, successfully achieving all-round warmth.

According to Fox's experience, it is most comfortable to sleep in a warm ball in a cold environment!

The little fox covered his little head with a tail, and the whole fox slept soundly.

The wind outside the window keeps blowing in, and the wind blows the fur, and its small pointed ear will occasionally move with the wind.

Shen Zhoucheng turned his head and saw the fluffy ball beside him. It was warm and fluffy. It was really attractive to hold it in his arms, and snored a few times with soft fox fur.

When parking to give way, I couldn't help but reached out and touched its body, and said dotingly, "Silly vixen."

Originally, auspicious Cheng Yanding also wanted to come over to participate in the Persimmon Festival today, but Shen Zhoucheng refused.

Finally, there is a "public date", of course, is to choose not to have any light bulbs.

Drive along the national road to Yunan, all the way to Baishi Village, the navigation is quite sensitive, and there are many country roads that are not wrong.

When driving to the country road, it is not easy to go. From time to time, there is an unfilled hole on the road.

Rolling over the pit, the tires of the car sank and was thrown up instantly, and the people sitting in the car were also thrown up and down.

Shen Zhoucheng, the driver, didn't feel anything yet. The little guy who weighed only a few catties flew up and down as a whole fox.

Little Fox:"……"

Maybe it needs a seat belt service, it thought.

The little fox yawned and was shaken awake after sleeping for so long. In fact, he didn't want to sleep too much. He licked his paws and happily ate a chicken leg.

A chicken leg early in the morning is like a fairy.

After it finished eating its chicken legs, the two of them also arrived at their destination - Baishi Village.

It was almost nine o'clock when we arrived at Baishi Village. At this time, the village was already a little lively. Although there were no tourists, many villagers had already come out with their big and small things to occupy the land.

On the right side of the road entering the village, there is already a long queue filled with persimmons.

The fiery red persimmons are either in baskets, placed in dustpans, or placed on temporary pavements... There are fresh hard persimmons, and persimmons of different sizes.

The color of these persimmons can be dark or light, the light one is orange-yellow, the deep one is honey-like brown or purple-black, and the surface is covered with a layer of snow-white icing, which is very beautiful.

These dried persimmons form a circle and are stacked in dustpans and baskets.

The Persimmon Harvest Festival is also a good time to sell persimmons. Tourists who come to visit these days are expected to buy a lot of persimmons.

Shen Zhoucheng parked the car in the parking lot near the entrance of the village, took the little fox out of the car, hugged the little guy, and walked all the way into the village.

He took a closer look. Along the way, there are not only fresh persimmons, but also ripe persimmons, as well as camellia leaves, marinated eggs, fried noodles, fried dough, pumpkin cakes, tremella peach gum syrup, candied haws, etc. Various snacks, in addition to food, there are also various handicrafts.

Especially bamboo products, colanders made of bamboo, bowls and chopsticks, dustpans and baskets, etc. Others include tea pots, hoes and sickles, and coir hats...

Walking down the road was very lively, the little fox was nestled in his arms, with two paws resting on his arms, looking at all kinds of things on the side of the road with great relish.

He also wanted to buy a tea pot to go back, but was stopped by Shen Zhoucheng who knocked on the head, "There is an old one at home, if you want to play with it, can you find it for you?"

The little vixen quickly shook his head. When he came to such a lively place, for some reason, his whole fox became very strange.

Looking at all kinds of people selling goods on the ground, I was very excited, and always felt that I needed to buy something...

It seems reconciled not to buy something.

But when I think about it carefully, I really can't find what I need to buy.

That's why it said it wanted to buy a tea pot, not because it really wanted the tea pot to do something, but because it wanted to buy something.

"Want to eat persimmons? Buy you one?"

The little vixen retracted into Shen Zhoucheng's arms, and stuck his head into the other's arms, so it didn't want to eat persimmons! ! !

During the Chinese New Year before, Shen Zhoucheng forcibly fed persimmons, which were hard and not tasty.

After walking for a while, there is a white stone bridge in front of it. There is a dark brown inscription on the side of the stone bridge, which records some past events of Baishi Village. There is a shelf made of long poles next to it. A string of persimmons, these orange-red persimmons, hang down from the shelf like beads on a bead curtain, very beautiful.

Estimated, it is estimated that there are hundreds of persimmons hanging here. From a distance, it looks like a prosperous persimmon tree.

Shen Zhoucheng originally thought that the persimmons on it were fake, but after a closer look, all the persimmons strung on it were real.

It's really leisurely and patient to string so many persimmons here.

The little fox in his arms was also staring at the beautiful persimmon stand in a daze.

There are so many persimmons on the string.

Shen Zhoucheng remembered that the little guy in his arms also liked to eat fresh hard persimmons, so he turned his wrist behind his back, and a fiery red persimmon from his car appeared in his hand.

He handed the persimmon into the little guy's paw and let him play with it.

The little fox hugged the fragrant and sweet persimmon, and liked it very much. His little nose approached the persimmon and sniffed it.

Hold it with its paws and don't eat it.

"Zhouzhou, there are so many persimmons."

"Yes, now is the harvest season for persimmons."

They continued to walk inside, and there was an empty large square. The venue was being set up on the north side of the square, banners were being pulled, and the sound was adjusted. They were probably preparing for the lion dance competition that will be held later.

The person in charge of the lion dance competition came to meet them. Director Liu Chenggong, wearing a simple casual suit, short hair, a short and fat man, walked to them with his assistant.

"Our mascot has arrived!" In fact, Liu Chenggong had never seen Shen Zhoucheng before. He just heard that Boss Shen had arrived, so he was afraid that he might not recognize him, so he tried his best to find someone with a fox in his arms in the crowd.

But little brother Shen is really good-looking, he stands out from the crowd, a handsome handsome guy suddenly appears on the side of the square, only the blind can't notice him.

Some people are born to be the light that cannot be ignored in the crowd.

When Liu Chenggong walked over, he murmured quietly to the assistant next to him, "Boss Shen is so handsome, I wish my son could be this handsome, I don't have to worry about a girlfriend..."

The assistant glanced at the director's head of garlic, thinking that our director would never want to give birth to such a handsome son.

"I don't know how his Mandarin is? Oh, it's a shame. You know that the little brother of the Shen family is so handsome, so why don't you ask him if he wants to be the host of the competition? It doesn't matter if his Mandarin is not standard. The standard of length is enough, this little brother stands on the stage, is he still afraid that the stage will be deserted? Impossible!!"

"Those aunts and girls like this one the most."

"The mascot that my little brother is holding in his arms is a big killer for women."

……

When Liu Chenggong walked to Shen Zhoucheng's side, he finally fell silent, coughed, and greeted Shen Zhoucheng solemnly.

"This is the koi fox. It looks really cute." Liu Chenggong has a psychological shadow because he was bitten by a dog when he was a child. In fact, he doesn't like to be close to small fluffy animals such as cats and dogs.

Looking at this snow-white little fox today, with its beautiful white fur and light tail, it is clean and flawless, and its appearance is excellent, especially its pair of jet-black eyes, which are very deep and thick. It's black, and people's hearts tremble when they look at it.

Liu Chenggong couldn't help liking him, and couldn't help but want to get closer.

Stretching out his hand, he tried to touch the beautiful snow-white fox fur. This soft little body must feel good to the touch.

As a result, before his hand touched the little white fox, he saw that nimble little guy swished, quickly jumped onto his master's shoulder, and rubbed against his master's neck affectionately.

"The little fox doesn't like outsiders approaching it, Director Liu, except me and grandma, if anyone approaches it, it will bite, so today—"

"Oh, ok, ok, I must call people's attention."

Liu Chenggong looked at the little fox eagerly, feeling a burst of envy and hatred in his heart.

This little guy is too confidant.

It is all kinds of sticky to his master, but others can't touch it.

His brother-in-law's family thief likes to keep dogs, and the dog he raises is very enthusiastic. Every time he goes to take a car as a guest, the dog will come over to make out indiscriminately.

Liu Chenggong is most afraid of his dog, but the dog is very warm to him.

In other words, that husky is very warm to everyone, and he took it out for a walk with the dog, but he didn't let it go. If he didn't look carefully, he immediately went home with someone else's dog...

It is completely opposite to the little fox in front of him who recognizes his master. They are both canids. Why is there such a big difference?

"Boss Shen, it's still early and the competition hasn't started yet. Do you want to take a walk around the village?" Liu Chenggong checked with Shen Zhoucheng about the schedule of the competition later, and gave him the schedule. It was still early, and I was afraid that people would be bored waiting, so I asked the other party if he would like to go to the village.

This young man can't be idle.

"Okay, I'll take the little fox to have a look."

Shen Zhoucheng wandered around the village with the little fox. This Baishi Village is a relatively commercial and tourist village. All the buildings are built around the water, forming a circle around a river in the middle and two bridges.

Most of the buildings in their village are wooden antique buildings, antique, and in this season, a series of persimmons are hung outside the courtyards of every household as decorations.

It is booming, and from an ornamental point of view, it is very beautiful and distinctive.

Now the persimmon harvest is abundant, and there are persimmons everywhere. Walking around the village, there are many long tables and shelves in front of most of the houses, and there are peeled persimmons on them in a large dustpan.

Today's sunshine is just right, and all the villagers are drying persimmons and making persimmons.

Shen Zhoucheng walked with the little fox all the way, and saw persimmons placed in various open spaces. Those persimmons were of different colors. The color of the persimmons that had just come out to bask in the sun was orange-yellow; There are also zebra-like patterns.

Shen Zhoucheng didn't know how to make persimmon cakes either, he just took the little fox for a walk, wandered around with his favorite fox, whatever he saw was a sight.

One spoke fox talk and the other spoke human talk. Shen Zhoucheng rubbed his nose. Although he was suspected of talking to himself, what did outsiders think about him?

There are also many ethnic clothing stores, Hanfu decoration stores, silver jewelry and other handicraft stores in the village. Walking past these stores, turning a corner, you can see a family with an open door.

There was an old man standing outside, pinching persimmons, using special techniques to pinch the dried persimmons one by one.

Shen Zhoucheng took the little fox to watch for a while, then walked into someone's house, where an old man was peeling persimmons.

Of course, the peeling of persimmons when making persimmons at home is definitely not like the little fox, peeling the skin with a fruit knife.

The little fox has been eating several persimmons every day, and his skills in peeling persimmons have improved rapidly.

It put its paws on Shen Zhoucheng's arm, tried to support it, pulled out its small body a little, and stretched its small head to watch the old man peel the persimmons.

The other party was using something that looked like a cutting machine to put the intact persimmons in the reserved grooves. Two iron sticks protruding from the chopsticks pressed against the persimmons from both ends to fix the position of the persimmons. No matter where the switch key was pressed, there was only a rumbling sound, and the blade slashed across in an instant, and within a second, the persimmon was already cut.

A ring of persimmon skins fell to the ground.

Little Fox: "!!!" This is too fast and convenient!

The little guy's dark eyes lit up instantly.

It rubbed Shen Zhoucheng's arm with its small paws, and encouraged it: "Zhouzhou, let's buy one for home too?"

"What do you buy one for? Go home and peel a fox?"

This little prodigal daughter-in-law wants to buy everything no matter how she looks at it.

But after saying this, Shen Zhoucheng also regretted it a little. In fact, his little fox's wish is not very big. He just wants a tea pot and a machine for peeling persimmons. So what if he buys it for the little guy?

The little fox jumped onto his shoulder, threatened dissatisfiedly, and patted the cheek twice, "Don't cut the fox."

"It's too late to hurt you, how can I be willing to cut you, Xiao Li, really want to?"

The little fox thought about it for a while, and felt that his boyfriend was right. Although this thing looked fresh and interesting, it was useless to buy it back.

Only the persimmons that I cut out with a small fox fruit knife have souls.

It stretched out its small paws to press Shen Zhoucheng's lips, expressing that he didn't want it anymore.

I don't know what's going on today, the little fox in the country saw such a lively and red scene for the first time.

— Always want to make impulse purchases.

Shen Zhoucheng saw that it was curious about this machine, so he asked the old man to borrow the machine, put the big red persimmon they were holding on the machine, and peel it with one click.

Feeding the peeled red persimmons to the little fox in his arms can be regarded as satisfying the little guy's curiosity.

After the little fox finished eating the persimmons, they were ready to go back to the square, where the lion dance competition was about to start, and the little fox was going to officially start working as a mascot for today.

When they returned to the square, there were many buses parked at the entrance of the village, and the whole village became crowded with many tourists wandering around to watch the excitement.

Like the little fox just now, many people lost their minds in this atmosphere, and began to buy things without realizing it.

People who have never eaten persimmons blindly bought a few catties, "I heard people say this is delicious, but I have never eaten it."

After I bought two catties from this store, I went to another store to buy another catty, "That 22 just now, here sells [-] catties..."

"Buy two fresh persimmons, too."

The little fox came out of Shen Zhoucheng's arms, seeing so many people buying persimmons, he also became suspicious for a while.

The fluffy little face had a serious expression, wondering if it and Zhouzhou should also buy some dried persimmons to take home.

As for the fresh persimmons, there is no need to buy them, after all, they are also here to sell persimmons today...