Chapter 44 Bonfire, harmonica and dance. Aiguli tore open a bag of snacks, threw it into her mouth, and looked at Chen Chuan who was thinking about a wild rabbit. "Do you want to clean it up with your mind?" Chen Chuan coughed twice. "Ahem, after all, I haven't lived in my hometown for so many years. Am I not just reminiscing about how to deal with it?" Aiguli patted Chen Chuan's shoulder with her hand, which still had some snack residue on it. "Think carefully, Xiaochuan. Sister Guli believes in you." After saying that, the girl turned around and left, going into the inner room to tease the red fox family. Hard! Chen Chuan’s fist hardened.
Did the girl believe him? No! The girl did it on purpose. Obviously, she knew the process in her mind, but she just didn't take the initiative to tell Chen Chuan, and had to wait until Chen Chuan asked himself. He won't give in. He first cleaned the hare with water. Fortunately, Daimao's claws had dug deep enough to release most of the blood. Then he took out the multi-functional knife bag and cut open the animal's fur. After cleaning it again, the midline was divided into two. The whole time he was handling the hare, Daimao was watching him curiously. Chen Chuan originally thought that this guy was just curious. Until he cut open the belly, Daimao's suddenly bright eyes almost flashed to Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan then remembered. When it comes to animal offal, golden eagles seem to have a great taste for it. He certainly wouldn't be stingy with the ahoge, especially since they were some animal organs that he didn't need. Immediately, he took out all of his gallbladder, being careful not to rupture it, and threw it on the grass nearby. Dai Mao cried out happily and flapped his wings to enjoy the delicious food. Chen Chuan cleaned the hare again, and that was all he had to do with the hare. When he reached the door, Chen Chuan discovered that the firewood had already been brought over by Aiguli. At this time, Aiguli was holding a lollipop in her mouth. She looked at the rabbit in Chen Chuan's hand and a smile appeared on her face. "Xiaochuan, that's great. You can actually complete such a big project by yourself." What Chen Chuan is good at is taking advantage of the situation. "It's okay, it's just a hare. I think it's just average. I remember last year when I handled a mammoth. I was really good then."
After hearing Chen Chuan's nonsense, Aiguli almost choked on her own lollipop. Next, it’s time to make a bonfire. Since there were only two people, the bonfire didn't need to be too complicated. Chen Chuan just dug a small pit and put a few stones on it. Then the buffer foundation of the bonfire was ready. First, put some dry grass, hair, dead leaves and other flammable materials in the middle. Light it, and when the flame gradually takes shape, add some dead branches and shrubs. Compared with the former, this kind of fuel is more difficult to ignite, but it will burn longer. After waiting for the second batch of fuel to burn, Chen Chuan put the main firewood in. The bonfire was formed and Chen Chuan was preparing to skewer the roast rabbit, but who knew. Aiguli had already set up the grill. She moved the grill over, stuck it into the ground, and waved her hands at Chen Chuan. "Go and prepare some dishes. Don't disturb me while I'm roasting the rabbit. The rabbit is so cute, I have to roast it alone." Chen Chuan was speechless for a moment, then smiled and nodded. Ayiguli made all the barbecue sauce by herself. Now, just applying it on the rabbit, the fragrance spreads. Chen Chuan knew about this girl's cooking skills. He could only say that letting her roast the rabbit was more than twice as good as Chen Chuan roasting it himself. By the time Chen Chuan brought out three plates of side dishes and placed them on the table at the door, the aroma of the rabbit roasted by Aiguli was already filling the air. Such a strong and rich aroma is an irresistible temptation for the small animals that often visit Chenchuan. No, now the red fox has settled down in Chen Chuan’s house, so the only one who came to visit is Ai Weasel. Next to the campfire, there are three little animals, a girl, a sky full of stars, and a bright moon. Aiguli looked up at the bright moon. "Today's moon is full." Chen Chuan looked up. "Indeed, it seems that today is the middle of the moon." Aiguli turned the roasted rabbit on the campfire. "The rabbit is cooked." As soon as these words came out, the three animals seemed to understand and could not sit still. One flew around Aiguli's head, one rubbed its head against Aiguli's legs, and one bowed like a pounding garlic. Aiguli smiled, and the flickering firelight illuminated her beautiful outline. Suddenly, she looked up at Chen Chuan. "Where's your harmonica?" Chen Chuan was obviously stunned. He went into the house and took out his bag. He searched in the bag again and again and finally found the wooden box.
He has been playing the harmonica since he was a child. He bought this harmonica when he was in high school. It is a 24-hole polyphonic harmonica in the key of E. Unfortunately, he rarely played it after going to college. As for graduating from college and starting to work, he had even less time to play this kind of thing. However, out of habit, or perhaps because of his hobby since childhood, he still carries it with him. Chen Chuan picked it up, tried blowing a few times, and immediately found the familiar feeling. Aiguli stood up and took off her windbreaker jacket, revealing a simple white T-shirt underneath. "Play me a tune." Chen Chuan smiled and nodded slightly. His lips gently touched the harmonica, and melodious syllables came out of it. Aiguli stretched out her hands, and the hands that were originally holding the handlebars of the motorcycle became soft and light as willow branches. Following the rhythm of the piano music, her body also began to dance gracefully. Chen Chuan played local folk songs. He grew up in Altay and learned to play the harmonica from the adults. Therefore, the only songs that he could master and could truly express his emotions were those that were full of national flavor. The song he played and the story it told were about a wandering singer and a princess who, for the sake of love, went through many hardships and finally chose to elope. However, they were tragically killed on the way to elope and died together for love. The style of the song is sad, and Ayiguli's movements also reveal a corresponding sense of sadness. The moonlight, the firelight, and the clear eyes of the animals all seemed to be focused on this woman. As dashing as she is during the day, she is now as quiet and elegant. Chen Chuan watched her dancing. The white moonlight shone on her body, making her skin look a little whiter. The flickering firelight shone beneath her, making her look even more graceful and agile. It was as if she was not Ayiguli now, but a fairy dancing under the moon. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world. (End of this chapter)