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Chapter 429 - 387 Moon God Festival_2

Chapter 429: 387 Moon God Festival_2

After Jiang Chen explained his purpose, the villager readily returned the earrings to him.

Jiang Chen forcefully stuffed several hundred-yuan notes into the other’s hand.

With a pair of earrings regained, Jiang Chen strolled unsteadily to the residence of the two female stars.

However, with a lesson learned from before, that window was already tightly shut.

Sunset gave way to moonrise.

Stars covered the heavens.

Wisp after wisp of cooking smoke drifted from the chimneys of every household.

Jiang Chen glanced at the closed window and knocked on the door.

"Creak."

The door opened.

"Mr. Jiang,"

"Is she here?"

Ning Hui nodded.

Jiang Chen entered the house and walked toward the bedroom on the east side.

He tentatively pushed the door, which wasn’t latched and opened easily.

In the simple bedroom, the woman with flowing hair sat in front of a vanity mirror—just sitting there quietly, lost in thought, unaware of what she was thinking.

"Even if you’re beautiful, there’s no need to admire yourself so much."

Hearing the teasing voice, Pei Yunxi instantly snapped back to reality, turned her head, her complexion changed slightly, and she immediately stood up.

"I’ve already compensated you for the bird; what else do you want?"

Jiang Chen stepped into the room.

The woman’s eyes revealed caution.

"Stop, don’t come any closer!"

Jiang Chen raised his hand to show her the earrings and then continued to approach slowly, placing them on the vanity.

Pei Yunxi’s expression wavered and then calmed down.

After placing the earrings down, Jiang Chen left without a word.

"Mr. Jiang, I’ll see you out."

Ning Hui’s voice came from outside.

Pei Yunxi leaned on the vanity and slowly sat back down.

In the following two days, Jiang Chen didn’t continue to harass the woman who was as skittish as a frightened bird. The struggle between men and women was like warfare; one must not rush for success and should maintain a proper balance.

Following the inspection team for "sightseeing and pleasure", the days were quite fulfilling.

Before one knew it, it was the Miao ethnicity’s annual Moon Goddess Festival.

For this significant festival, the school let out half a day early, starting the holiday at noon.

Every family cooked sheep and slaughtered cows, with everyone’s face beaming with smiles; the atmosphere was more lively than the Spring Festival outside.

As the sun set, taking with it the last glimmer of daylight between heaven and earth, the atmosphere in the village peaked.

On the wide open ground outside the village, a grand bonfire was lit; sheep skewered and hung over the fire sizzled deliciously. Villagers, jubilant and high-spirited, gathered around the bonfire, singing and dancing.

The natives all wore their ethnic attire, making the visiting inspection team stand out, but the honest and kind-hearted villagers warmly welcomed them.

"Jiang, that there is the village chief, truly an elegant lady,"

Under Thomas Felton’s guidance, Jiang Chen saw an elderly woman with white hair and flowers among the crowd and firelight, her transcendent aura captivating.

Pei Yunxi did not sit with them; she and Ning Hui were seated beside the teacher Lu Songgao.

In the past two days, the two female stars humbled themselves by offering to substitute teach at the school and gradually became familiar with the teacher.

"If the film comes out, I’ll definitely take the children to the city to see it,"

"Afterwards, they can write an essay of a few hundred words about their impressions of the film,"

Ning Hui playfully said.

Everyone chuckled.

"Mr. Lu, do you plan to stay in the village forever?"

Pei Yunxi asked softly.

"Mmm, I’m not leaving,"

Lu Songgao nodded without a second thought, his dark face lit by the bonfire radiating a soft smile.

"Meeting a person like Mr. Lu is lucky for these children,"

Ning Hui looked at the frolicking children, some with greasy mouths from eating roasted meat.

Celebrating the Moon Goddess Festival was almost a full village affair.

"I actually feel that the lucky one is me."

Lu Songgao picked up the bowl and took a sip of the crisp Moon Goddess Wine, "If I hadn’t come here, I would never have had the chance to meet you two, nor would it ever be possible to hear you call me ’sir’."

Pei Yunxi and Ning Hui were taken aback, and then they laughed softly in unison.

Even though this teacher did not look particularly refined and scholarly, he exuded an air of integrity that one might only read about in books.

"Do you two know the customs of the Moon Goddess Festival?"

Lu Songgao asked with a smile.

Ning Hui shook her head.

"The Moon Goddess Festival, as the name suggests, is the day when the Moon Goddess bestows her blessings. Therefore, everyone must come out of their homes. Unlike our Han Chinese New Year, this day is more about the villagers expressing their love. If one has someone special in their heart, they will invite that person to dance on this day. If the other person accepts, it means they accept your feelings. Under the witness of the Moon Goddess, the two of you will be affectionately devoted for life, inseparable forever."

"How romantic."

Ning Hui sighed softly.

Lu Songgao turned and said with a laugh, "So, if someone invites you to dance later, don’t agree too casually. People here are incredibly passionate. Many have fallen in love at first sight on the Moon Goddess Festival and then pledged themselves to each other for life."

"Thank you for the heads-up, Mr. Lu."

Ning Hui said earnestly.

Pei Yunxi laughed softly, looking up at the bright moonlight.

In this moment, in this heavenly time, carefree like a minor deity.

She felt carefree and, as if possessed by a playful spirit, glanced in a certain direction.

There she saw someone completely immersed in the festivities, eagerly indulging in meat and drink.

"Shall we go over there?"

Ning Hui whispered.

"It’s nice here,"

Pei Yunxi diverted her gaze.

One should never say they weren’t forewarned.

"Mr. Lu, may I ask you for a dance?"

Pei Yunxi and Ning Hui involuntarily looked up and saw a young and attractive girl of the Miao ethnicity standing before Lu Songgao, with no hint of shyness or embarrassment, staring intently at him with eyes shining like stars in the sky.

The Miao people have always been passionate and uninhibited.

Lu Songgao beamed a smile, revealing teeth that were startlingly white against his complexion, clearly recognizing the girl. Without hesitation, he nodded and said, "It would be an honor."

The girl beamed a radiant smile and extended her hand.

Lu Songgao stood up and, hand in hand with the girl, walked into the throng of dancing people.

"It seems he’s not only fallen in love with the mountains here, nor just the waters, but also the people," Ning Hui said, her face showing a smile of blessing.

That evening, Lu Songgao was certainly not the only one reaping the rewards of love; around the bonfire, many couples could be seen sweetly dancing together.

"Would you care to dance together?"

Even Jiang Chen received an invitation.

This was a girl with braided plaits, wearing a felt hat on her head. Her wheat-colored skin showcased her brave nature. Her wrists were adorned with several strings of bells that jingled pleasantly.

No one had advised Jiang Chen on the customs of the Moon Goddess Festival; only Thomas Felton was still egging him on, "Go on, Jiang, go for it!"

Jiang Chen was a polite man, believing in unity among all ethnicities. Moreover, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. It certainly wasn’t appropriate to refuse an invitation to dance.

So he stood up.

Ning Hui, who had been paying attention to the situation, noticed everything and couldn’t help but wear a strange expression on her face, then subconsciously glanced over at Pei Yunxi beside her.

The latter seemed unaffected, as if she hadn’t noticed at all.

Dancing wasn’t Jiang Chen’s forte, but he hadn’t eaten pork only to not see pigs run. Besides, Li Shuru was genuinely a dance student. With casual observation and some exposure, it wasn’t hard for him to dance a bit.

After all, it was only to add to the festive atmosphere; it wasn’t a professional competition.

However, what he found a bit unsettling was the Miao girl’s persistent gaze. Though she didn’t speak, her eyes blazed with a passion that seemed even fiercer than the bonfire. What caught Jiang Chen completely off guard was when the dance ended, the girl suddenly tiptoed and planted a kiss on his face, then turned and ran away, leaving behind a string of bell sounds in the air.

Jiang Chen stood frozen in place, utterly perplexed.

Had he just been taken advantage of?

The girl had already run out of sight. In such a setting, it wouldn’t be appropriate for Jiang Chen to shout about impropriety, so he could only silently make his way back.

The warmth of the Miao people was something he had experienced over the past few days, but surely it didn’t extend to kissing anyone on a whim, did it?

"Jiang, what happened? Lost your soul just from a dance?"

Thomas Felton teased him, as the esteemed director hadn’t seen what exactly had transpired.

Jiang Chen shook his head, sat back down, and managed a laugh despite himself.

Perhaps.

It was just one of the Miao’s festive customs, after all.