Madam Zuo patted Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"Girl Qing, let's go over there and take a look. Jun Mo has reserved a place for us."

"good."

Then Mrs. Zuo said hello to Zuo Yingchun, who was still waving to Zuo Junmo excitedly, and turned around to go to the high platform.

The so-called ‘high platform’ is actually the stone bridge over the river.

On the stone bridge, stools and tables.

It is specially reserved for a few well-respected old men in the village.

Sitting here and watching the dragon boat race is a really broad view.

Having privilege is different.

Yang Ruoqing now took advantage of Mrs. Zuo's influence and came to the stone bridge.

There were several old men sitting on several stools. The stool in the middle was empty and was reserved for Mrs. Zuo.

Yang Ruoqing and Zuo Yingchun, one on the left and the other on the right, helped Mrs. Zuo sit down on the stool in the middle.

Mrs. Zuo greeted the elders on the left and right, chatting and laughing.

The two juniors stood behind the old lady.

It has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention on both sides of the river.

Zuo Yingchun straightened her chest and raised the corners of her lips in a confident and proud arc.

She likes to stand at such a height and be looked up to by everyone.

in the crowd.

Everyone knows Zuo Yingchun, who comes from the same village and is the cousin of the village owner.

The elders of the two families wanted to bring her and the owner of the village together, but unfortunately the owner never expressed his opinion.

It's not unusual at all to stand behind the old lady and serve her.

Just another pretty girl, who is it?

Some of the villagers also recognized him.

Because last time Yang Ruoqing came to Zuojiazhuang.

So those who recognized it explained it to those who didn't.

Various speculations spread among the crowd.

The owner's marriage is a worry for the old lady.

Could this new girl be attracted by the old lady?

Everyone's speculation and curiosity about Yang Ruoqing's identity is no less than their curiosity about Dragon Boat Race this time.

However, as the focus of speculation and discussion, Yang Ruoqing was completely unaware of it.

She stood gracefully behind the old lady, unlike Zuo Yingchun who occasionally raised her hand to brush the bangs in front of her forehead, or took out a fragrant handkerchief and fanned it gently, posing.

She just stood there with a calm and calm smile on her face.

A pair of bright eyes, with a hint of novelty, looked at the dragon boats in the river in front of them.

Although Huguang County and Wanghai County are neighboring counties, they have some differences in terrain trends.

Wanghai County is almost surrounded by mountains, and the Mianniu Mountain area where her home is located is even more mountainous, with mountains stretching for hundreds of miles.

Huguang County is a hilly area, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with mostly rivers.

Many of the people here are fishermen.

Many of the fish caught are supplied to Wanghai.

Therefore, the dragon boats moored on the river in front of us are actually renovated fishing boats.

The hull is long and narrow, and the two ends of the hull are narrow and pointed.

It has a shallow draft, is light and convenient, and glides like flying.

Her eyes fell on the decorations on the boat.

Obviously, they have been carefully decorated. The bow and stern of the ship are all equipped with intricately carved dragon heads and tails.

It looks beautiful, spectacular and lifelike.

There were about a dozen dragon boats parked on the water, and visually there were about twenty sailors on each dragon boat.

Most of these sailors were dressed in red and green, with colorful scarves wrapped around their heads.

In this bright purple and red, Zuo Junmo, wearing a black sailor suit and a white scarf on his head, stood out so conspicuously.

When she looked over, he was standing at the bow of one of the dragon boats, talking to his teammates on the same boat.

He was probably having final communication with his teammates, gesturing with his arms.

He looks energetic and focused, giving people a sense of solidity and confidence.

As if feeling something, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards Shiqiao.

Just happened to meet her eyes.

Zuo Junmo was stunned for a moment.

Under such bright and intelligent eyes, he actually felt a little nervous.

And Yang Ruoqing seemed to sense his emotions.

She raised the corners of her lips toward him, revealing a bright and generous smile.

and gave a thumbs up.

What he saw in her eyes was encouragement.

The tension I felt before suddenly disappeared.

He smiled slightly back at her, raised his right hand and made a fist, then placed it on his left chest.

Across a noisy distance, Yang Ruoqing also understood Zuo Junmo's sign language.

He was telling her that he was confident and sure.

So, she narrowed her eyes, smiled, and nodded slightly.

He then turned around and discussed the next game with his teammates...

This side of the stone bridge.

The moment Zuo Junmo looked over, Zuo Yingchun's whole body felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

My cousin is looking over at me...

She was so happy that she quickly puffed up her chest and raised her head.

So that the makeup that I have carefully traced will be more dazzling under the sunlight and attract my cousin's attention.

But the next scene made Zuo Yingchun so angry that her nose almost turned to the side.

The cousin was not looking at her, but at Yang Ruoqing beside her!

The two people were flirting there, it was annoying!

What was even more disgusting was that his cousin clenched his fist and put it on his chest.

What do you mean?

Do you want to tell Yang Ruoqing that he puts her on his chest in front of everyone?

In broad daylight, everything is clear, shameless!

Zuo Yingchun stood there holding back her anger.

First, he looked at Yang Ruoqing quietly, with disgust in his eyes and brows.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was not looking in her direction at all, Zuo Yingchun turned away angrily, and then stared at the dragon boat in the river.

When Zuo Yingchun withdrew her gaze, Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth.

Another green tea bitch.

She liked Zuo Junmo, so she regarded the opposite sex who appeared around Zuo Junmo as an imaginary love rival.

As a woman, instead of spending so much time attacking your imaginary love rival.

It's better to spend more time to improve your charm and make the man you like feel good about you.

Love is not comparison, jealousy, and driving away.

But give.

It is a silent contribution without expecting anything in return.

A loud sound of gongs and drums pulled Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.
To be continued...