The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

Lu Chong's singing voice is also good, but he was very self-conscious when he was a child and didn't dare to sing in front of people.

It wasn't until his first elementary school reunion that he drank too much and, at Li Yunbo's urging, sang in front of so many people for the first time.

Then it got out of control, and she and Li Yunbo became the karaoke kings of their circle of friends.

Crazy and Lu Yang's singing was so-so, but they liked to dance. Usually, when Lu Chong was singing, the two of them and Li Yunbo would dance along with him.

Whatever type of song Lu Chong sings, the three guys can dance to the rhythm of the music, mainly in a funny and comical style.

Going to karaoke with these four oddballs, you don't need to worry about the lack of atmosphere; you should worry about whether you'll laugh yourself to death on the spot.

On the contrary, Lu Yao rarely sings. His singing voice is too powerful, so he usually performs as the finale, otherwise it would make people feel inferior.

"Brother Yao, why don't you go sing?"

Chen Cai thought Lu Yao was too busy to sing. When the guests gradually dwindled and he saw that Lu Yao was no longer busy but still didn't seem to want to sing, Chen Cai thought he was just being shy.

"They haven't had enough of singing yet, so I'm stopping."

Lu Yao had just finished tidying up a table and was chatting with Lu Changping when he heard Chen Cai's question. He glanced at the three guys fighting over the microphone.

"His singing voice is so powerful that it's hard to get out of the mood of the song for a long time after listening to it."

Lu Xing was only one grade ahead of Lu Yao, so he had naturally heard Lu Yao sing.

Whether in elementary or middle school, Lu Yao never signed up for singing competitions organized by the school. Whenever he did participate, the result was always a foregone conclusion: he would be the first place winner.

"I didn't realize Brother Yao had such a story to tell."

Chen Cai said.

"His singing is unrelated to the story, yet it is also related to the story."

Lu Xing's words confused his two cousins.

"Brother Yao, show us your skills."

Lin Tao rarely speaks.

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Lu Yao had no choice but to agree.

Upon hearing that Lu Yao wanted to sing, Lu Chong handed him the microphone without hesitation.

"Sing 'The Boy from the Distant Mountains'."

Lu Changping said.

Lu Yao brought up the backing vocals for the song.

Upon hearing the familiar music, Li Yunpeng, Wang Juan, and the others couldn't help but move closer and listen quietly.

"He holds a bowl / He's eaten at a hundred homes / His clothes are tattered, his shoes are worn, his hoodie is tattered / Butterflies dance and flutter / Landing on his fingertips / Why is growing up / So far away..."

As soon as Lu Yao opened his mouth, the entire valley fell silent, with only his singing echoing through the air.

His voice is so distinctive, his pronunciation is clear, and his breath control is excellent. This song seems to have been tailor-made for him, and its emotions strike right at the soul.

Chen Cai got goosebumps all over his body the moment Lu Yao opened his mouth.

He was somewhat resistant to the first half, not because Lu Yao sang badly, but because he sang too well, which made him feel unbearable to recall the past. Thinking of the past brought up all sorts of emotions in his heart, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Don't be fooled by how well Yudu has developed now. Because it's a plain with no mountains, there used to be no firewood to burn. Many girls married into the mountains because there was firewood there.

It's just that fortunes change, and things can change drastically in the next thirty years.

He finally understood what Lü Xing had said.

Lu Yao is someone who was blessed by God; he has a naturally good voice.

June is the season for the middle school and college entrance exams, and those who still have time to come here to swim, have barbecue, and sing karaoke are mainly middle-aged people.

Many people share the same feelings as Chen Cai.

Those born in the 1980s and 1990s experienced immense hardship in their childhood, and in middle age, they faced the burden of caring for both elderly parents and young children, coupled with a challenging economic environment, resulting in immense pressure that left them feeling overwhelmed.

Lin Tao seemed to see himself twenty years ago, reflecting on how he had grown from a boy to a middle-aged man.

Lu Xing felt like crying when he heard this. He had herded cattle in the deep mountains when he was young, and now he was working as a cow in the city.

Lu Chong and his group were once again shocked.

They had heard Lu Yao sing this song before, but his breath control wasn't as perfect back then. His pure, melancholic voice was so captivating that it was hard to tear oneself away.

Lu Yao has an enviable advantage: when he does something, he can immediately get into the zone, and no matter how noisy the outside world is, it won't affect him.

He was completely immersed in his singing, not singing for anyone else, but only for himself.

Look ahead, no matter how difficult or dark the road ahead may be.

Just like Hai Zi's poem:

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom.

Everyone was immersed in the mood created by his singing, and when the song ended, the entire valley remained silent.

"True masters are often found among ordinary people."

"Yes, I never expected to hear such a touching song in this remote mountain village."

"He's only twenty years old. How much hardship must he have endured to sing with such emotion?"

"He was my senior in junior high. I'm already 27. How could he only be 20? Even if he's not older than me, he should be the same age as me."

"You can tell at a glance that this kind of person has a good attitude."

……

Lu Xing and his two cousins ​​sat until Lu Yao and the others finished packing up before leaving.

Lu Yao returned to the house in Wumutang, where his grandparents and parents had all gone to sleep.

The four elders live right across the street, so they can hear everything that's happening here, and we don't have to keep watch all night.

"Meow meow meow".

Just as Lu Yao was about to take a shower, several kittens, just a month old, crawled out of the storage room.

Their parents were the same size when Lu Yao picked them up and fed them, but they are stronger than their parents at that time, with shiny fur that shows they are well-nourished.

"Sis, aren't they cute?"

Lu Yao filmed a video and showed it to Lu Jijun.

"How many are there?"

Lu Jijun often deals with pet cats and can tell at a glance that these kittens are not only of pure breed, but have also perfectly inherited the strong genes of their parents.

Lu Yao's cats are formidable creatures that even large dogs weighing fifty or sixty pounds would tuck their tails between their legs and walk away from.

Purebred raccoon dogs become stray cats in rural areas, but are highly sought-after in major cities.

In Kyoto, the average price is 200-300 yen, while the purebred version is 500-800 yen.

In Pengcheng, ordinary ones cost between 100 and 200 yuan, while purebred ones cost between 600 and 1000 yuan.

In Shanghai, ordinary ones cost between 200 and 500 yuan, while purebred ones can cost as much as 800 to 1500 yuan.

It's more expensive overseas, at $800 USD, with a conversion rate of 7 to 1, or 5600 RMB.

Lu Yao's cats, after being trained, can be sold online for 10000 yuan each, with people vying to buy them.

"Two litters, 11 chicks in total."

Lu Yaodao.

"Record a video of you training them and upload it to Kuaishou and Douyin. Pre-order 11 of them in the product section."

"Priced at 10,000 each, delivery in one month."

Lu Jijun said.

Lu Yao sent an OK emoji.

"By the way, sis, could you get a license and business permit for legally breeding leopard cats and domestic cats?"

Lu Yao's heart stirred, and he asked his older sister again.

Leopard cats are a Class II protected animal in China. It is illegal to hunt, raise, or breed them in other animals without authorization. Only breeding institutions with legal qualifications and approval from relevant departments are allowed to raise leopard cats.

Maoyuan Township used to have many wild leopard cats. They often stole poultry, and the villagers hated them to the bone. They would kill them on the spot whenever they caught them. Later, their numbers gradually decreased, but they did not become extinct.

Later, the country listed leopard cats as a second-class protected animal, and the villagers dared not do anything to them, they could only drive them away.