I guess wrong? "Li Yuen Long stunned.

"Of course, Fusha Town is not only a waters in the Qingliang River." Feng Lingxue deliberately sold a Guanzi, and also said that he would leave the suspense in the afternoon. At that time, the magistrate of Li County would know.

Well, just see if you are surprised or surprised if you are surprised to me.

Since Li Yuanglang had something to do before, everyone was drinking at the time of drinking.

After dinner, Li Yuanglang and others rest a little.

The conditions of this hotel in Fusha Town are pretty good, inside and out of suite, heating and air conditioning, independent bathroom, and providing 24 hours of hot water.

The large bed is wide and soft, very comfortable.

As soon as Li Yuanglang sat down, Hu Zhaojun knocked on the door and flashed in.

Li Yuanglang asked: "Zhao Jun, what is the situation of He Dabao? Did you wake up?"

"After the full rescue of the county hospital, the life is to keep it, but it is still in a coma. According to a doctor, there are only two possibilities, one is not to wake up, and the other is to wake up, it depends on his own recovery ability.

If you can communicate normally, if it is not good, it may become stupid and maybe. "

Li Yuanglang touched his chin analysis, "What you mean, he has only one -third of his chances of success, and depends on the recovery of his day after tomorrow."

"Well, so his business is hard to say, you can only take a step at a step."

I can hear that Hu Zhaojun's confidence is not great. Some things are not human.

Putting down this topic, Li Yuen Long also talked about the things that both of them cared about.

"Zhao Jun, are your people ready?"

"According to the county magistrate's instructions, just wait for your order."

"Very good, we have to go to other places to inspect in the afternoon, so that you can move your attention. I think you can act, remember to slap the snake, once there is a wind blowing, stop immediately."

"Okay, I will arrange it." Hu Zhaojun said, turned and left.

After Hu Zhaojun left, Li Yuanglang lay on the bed and closed his eyes and kept his mind, narrowing for a while in order to raise energy and cope with the afternoon.

I do n’t know how long it ’s a long time, Wang March gently knocked on the door of the bedroom, and whispered:“ County Mayor. ”

Li Yuanglang woke up coldly and asked, "Is it Mid -Autumn Festival?"

"It's me." Wang March answered carefully.

"Come in."

As the door opened, Wang Zhongqiu walked in.

"Should I set off?"

Wang Zhongqiu nodded his head. Li Yuanglang saw the time, and it was almost two o'clock, and told Wang March: "Let's notify it."

Simply washing, Li Yuanlang walked out of the room, and the rest had already waited downstairs, so everyone took a few cars and drove to the destination.

This time, Hu Zhaojun's police car did not accompany him. Feng Lingxue personally drove the front to lead the road, and the team followed closely.

In fact, there is not much far away from Fasha Town, mainly because the road is not easy to go.

There are snow on the road, and I am afraid of slipping. The speed is not fast. Slowly.

And it's all small roads, curved songs, turning left and right, delaying time.

In the car, Li Yuanglang and Zhang Zhongqiang, and Yang Mei and others chatted.

This time he didn't bring Chang Ming, because he was in a hurry to get a wedding, Chang Ming was a little busy recently. Li Yuen Long didn't want to delay his marriage. After all, marriage is a great event in life, and it is better to be perfect.

The topic of the three is naturally inseparable from the preparations of the Winter Capture Festival.

Zhang Zhongqiang said: "I see, this time, all towns and towns are full of energy, and they all want to show our best side to us. The county magistrate, you are not easy to master this."

Yang Mei praised Zhang Zhongqiang's point of view, "Don't hide your two, there are not a few people who walk here. Some people think of him. Yesterday he returned me, and wanted to inquire about what you like."

"Hehe." Li Yuanglang smiled, "How did you answer the vice county of Yang?"

"What else can you say." Yang Mei said helplessly: "I told him that Li County was not my husband, where can I know it?"

"What you say ..." Li Yuanlang shook his head bitterly, "To be honest, there are many problems. Don't make troubles, clearing the management of housework, I am not responsible for resolving family disputes."

"My heart is big, and I won't think about it." Yang Mei explained quickly.

Since the last time she misunderstood the news, Li Yaoran determined that this woman was not easy.

Also, those who can sit in the leadership of the county are not for nothing.

Therefore, if you chat with such a woman, you must always be highly sober. If you say something wrong, you will cause trouble.

Li Yuanglang talks to her more than content, and playing haha ​​is the best choice.

"All you are talking about are truth. I have answered the phone several times more than usual in the past two days.

"I mean, let's go and take a look, choose the best, this winter catch festival is not only about Dai Ding County, but also Guanyunshui City."

"I agree, to make more comparisons to distinguish between high and low, and let them live, let's make a judgment when we get it."

Zhang Zhongqiang's words caused resonance.

During the speaking, the team traveled for about forty minutes, passed through a snow -capped earth, turned a big bend, and a wide frozen lake appeared in front of the eyes.

Zhang Zhongqiang didn't run down below. Even if he was the old map of Dai Ding County, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

"Deputy Chief Zhang, have you never been here?" Li Yuanglang asked curiously.

Zhang Zhongqiang shook his head again and again, "I came for the first time, I didn't notice such a big lake before."

"Ignorance." Yang Mei teased: "I remember that this should be a branch of the Qingliang River. What is called? Oh, look at me, I can't remember it."

"Then don't want to, let's know if we go down."

The China -Pakistan car stopped by the lake, Li Yuanlang got up and got out of the car. The rest and other people followed.

At this moment, Feng Lingxue and Zhang Jianqi stepped on the thick snow and walked to them.

Li Yuanglang asked: "Comrade Ling Xue, what is this?"

Zhang Jian took the first answer: "It is a small branch of the Qingliang River. The locals call it Xiaohu."

"The name should be from the lake area, right?" Zhang Zhongqiang put his glory in his hands and looked around.

Li Yuen Long took the words and asked: "Does the live fish we eat at noon come from here?"

"The county chief said correctly." Feng Lingxue raised his right hand wearing leather gloves, and gave a thumbs up.

"However, you can only see the thick ice here, there is nothing unusual." This is the point of view from Yang Mei.

"Don't worry, the county chief, it's not afraid of late, you wait a while, I'll make a phone call."

Feng Lingxue took out his mobile phone and said in front of everyone: "Is it all right? Okay, you can start."

After that, she asked everyone to move her eyes to a wide lake.

Everyone opened her eyes, and did not know what kind of brain -fitting medicine was sold in Feng Lingxue's gourds. Baba waited.

With the cold wind blowing, the snow on the ice was scratched. Except for this, I didn't see any special features, and I murmured one by one.

Just as everyone was suspicious, suddenly hearing the drumming sound of the drums coming from a distance.

Immediately after, a group of men wearing yellow shirts and red pants, with waist drums, and white towels on their heads.

They were wearing ice knives and shoes, and they slipped in front of everyone in the same pace.

Looking at it from a distance, the three -color matching of yellow, red and white, is very spectacular.

Li Yuen Long is roughly calculated, at least 300 people.

In front of this group of people, there is a big sledker, with a drum on it.

A slightly old man first took a good job in the people, then waved the hammer in his hand, and knocked on the drum side with rhythm.

The formation immediately stood in a row of regular rows. After everyone stood, he raised the hammer high and scratched a circle in the air. It should be the signal to remind the beginning.

After that, the drumsticks knocked on the drum, those people immediately hit the waist drum, and began to slip on the lake according to the team.

The big drum moved, and the little drum sound was crossed with rhythm, which was very nice. With different signals, the formation was also changing with rules.

After a while, the rhombus, the triangle for a while, and the round and square, neatly, plus the same clothes, enough to bring people a visual feast experience.

Feng Lingxue watched satisfactorily, and from time to time, the county leaders, especially Li Yuanlang, explained.

She said that this is the Bingxun Performing Team composed of villagers named Lanqi Village.

Lanqi Village, as the name suggests, most of the lives here are Manchu people.

The origin of Bingyou has not been verified, but it reached its heyday during the Qing Dynasty.

This is closely linked to the customs habits of the Manchu.

At that time, their ancestors lived on this land, and gradually evolved hunting into national dance.

Li Yuanglang couldn't help feeling that Feng Lingxue's ability was really high. If she had no flaws, it would be a good talent.
Chapter completed!