Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Dong Jiafu took the paper kite modified by Cui Qiyan and went with him to a green space where the Paper Kite Festival was held.

The warm breeze is gentle, the newly grown grass is full of vitality, and there is laughter and laughter everywhere.

There was a stand set up next to it, with three middle-aged men sitting on it. Below it stood a wooden board with a large piece of red paper on it. It read in black letters on a red background, "The leader of the Paper Kite Festival will receive a five-string prize."

"There really is prize money." Dong Jiafu looked away from the wooden board.

"Can you fly kites?" Cui Qiyan said with a smile in his eyes.

"I know the method, but I don't know how it will work."

In the past, she could not do strenuous exercise due to physical reasons. She could only watch such activities from the side, or else she would wait for others to fly the kite into the sky before letting her play with it.

"It doesn't matter, give it a try, and me."

Xia Zhi couldn't wait and pointed to the west and said: "Girl, there are few people there, let's go there."

"Okay, let's go." Dong Jiafu pulled Xia Zhi and trotted over briskly.

Cui Qiyan followed the two men leisurely.

After choosing a spot, Xia Zhi helped Dong Jiafu hold the kite and ran with her into the wind.

"Hurry up, girl, and I will let you go—"

Dong Jiafu raised her hand holding the reel high and ran forward with all her strength. Her long, satin-like hair was blown by the spring breeze, swaying like waves as she moved.

The paper kite behind her flew up unsteadily because of her hard work.

"Fly, fly, girl is so awesome!" Xia Zhi clapped her hands.

After hearing this, Dong Jiafu slowed down and looked back. When she saw the paper kite flying into the sky, she laughed happily.

But before she could get too happy, the kite started to fall down.

Dong Jiafu immediately became nervous and turned around to speed up.

"Wait a minute, don't worry, you will tire yourself out." Cui Qiyan came to her side at some point.

Dong Jiafu didn't dare to stop and asked him breathlessly, "What should we do?"

"Slowly turn around and step back." Cui Qiyan came to her and demonstrated to her face to face.

Dong Jiafu believed what he said and did as he said.

As the movement slowed down, the height of the kite dropped again.

"What happens next?"

Dong Jiafu anxiously wanted to turn around to look for Cui Qiyan, but his voice rang in her ears.

"Like this, pull the thread back a bit and then let it go."

Cui Qiyan spread his arms and easily wrapped her around her. He loosened and tightened the thread with both hands. Repeating this, the kite no longer fell, but slowly flew to a high place.

Cui Qiyan led Dong Jiafu back. After Zhiyuan tightened the thread, he said, "Try it. It will be a little difficult to pull back at this time. It's time to let out the thread again."

Dong Jiafu pulled the thread carefully, remembering this feeling, and then let out some of the thread in the reel.

"Okay, just like I did just now, you come and give it a try." Cui Qiyan put down his hand.

Dong Jiafu imitated him and repeatedly tightened and loosened the thread.

"Yes, don't be too hasty. You can wait and it will fly higher." Cui Qiyan said to her patiently.

"Is that so?" Dong Jiafu slowed down his movements.

"Yes, good, that's it."

When he said this, Dong Jiafu's confidence doubled, and soon the tight feeling appeared again.

Dong Jiafu let go of the thread for a while, and then continued to unwind it, becoming more and more skillful in her movements, and soon the kite was flying high in the air.

"I learned it. Look, the kite flies so high!" Dong Jiafu turned around happily and met Cui Qiyan's deep eyes.

Such a close distance made her heart skip a beat, and she immediately turned around, trying to pretend that nothing had happened, but her steps faltered uncontrollably, and she stepped on Cui Qiyan's boot.

The touch under her feet made Dong Jiafu's mind go blank for a moment. She reacted quickly and stepped out of the way, "I'm sorry, I was careless..."

"It doesn't matter, go and pull the kite quickly, or it will come down again." Cui Qiyan pointed at the sky and reminded him warmly.

Dong Jiafu raised his head and returned his attention to the kite. When he stabilized, he lowered his head and saw an obvious footprint on Cui Qiyan's left foot beside him.

"Wow, girl, our paper kite flies so high!" Xia Zhi ran closer with joy.

Dong Jiafu returned to normal, "It's all thanks to the prince's good teaching."

"You did a good job." Cui Qiyan was uncharacteristically praising him one after another.

"Girl, can you let it fly higher?" Xia Zhi asked, looking up at the paper kite whose style could no longer be clearly seen.

"Of course." Dong Jiafu confidently released the thread in her hand.

Finally, all the threads in the thread reel were unwound, and the kite flew far away in the air. If the thread was longer, it could fly higher and further.

"Come and see, this girl is so high..." Someone not far away pointed at Dong Jiafu's paper kite and said.

"Yeah, let's see if there is anyone taller than her. Isn't she the leader this year?"

Gradually, more and more people were around, and the three people sitting in the stands also walked towards them.

An older man in the middle said: "The time for the evaluation has arrived. The three kites flew the highest and won this year's top spot."

"Really? That's great, girl!" Xia Zhi covered her mouth excitedly.

Dong Jiafu smiled and said to the person: "Thank you, we are honored."

"Look at these three strangers. Are they not from our county?"

The man looked at them and saw that they looked extraordinary, especially the girl who was putting the kite and the man next to her. If he were from this county, he would definitely have an impression after seeing it.

Cui Qiyan replied: "Indeed, we passed through Guixian on the way home. I heard that today is the annual Kite Festival here, so we came over to join in the fun. If there is any disturbance, please contact Haihan."

"Sir, what are you talking about? We organize this Paper Kite Festival, and every year it attracts many people who come to watch or participate in the competition. We are very welcome. It is fate that the three of us happened to pass by. Now we have won the first place, which is ours. Friends."

"Do you think so?" The man waved his hand and said loudly to the people around him.

"Yes -" everyone responded in unison.

"According to the rules, the prize money for these five sticks is for three people." The man uncovered the red cloth on the tray in the hand of the person on the left, which was the prize money for this competition.

Dong Jiafu immediately looked at Cui Qiyan.

Cui Qiyan took the thread reel from her hand and said, "It's up to you to decide."

Dong Jiafu was stunned. She hadn't said anything yet. How could he know what she was thinking?

After coming back to her senses, Dong Jiafu said to the people in front of her: "Thank you for allowing us to experience such an interesting activity. We will not take the prize money. If you are kind, please exchange it for something else and share it with everyone."

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Since the girl said so, I will thank you on your behalf."

"You're welcome, we were just passing by, and it was a fluke that we were able to win this title. Being able to use these prize money to make everyone happy can be regarded as us lending flowers to the Buddha."

After Dong Jiafu finished speaking, no one in the crowd was the first to applaud, and then more people cheered.