The two lion heads, one golden and the other red, were slowly walking toward Yuan Zhou's restaurant in the middle from the end of Taoxi road and the end of the street.
The music on the side was warm and happy, and the crowd automatically made a path for the two lion dance teams to pass through.
In front of him, Lionman Dou, who had a big-headed baby with him, bounced over, looking extremely cute and lively.
The crowd cheered.
"This Lion looks really good, it's really nice."
"Exactly, I haven't seen a lion dance in a long time."
"Wait. Isn't that boss Yuan's good friend?" Someone pointed at a group of people coming from the end of the street.
"You're right. It seems that the lion is a gift from boss Yuan's good friend. " Someone immediately understood.
"Then tell me, who does that Lion on the street belong to?" Some people started to stare at the Lions on the street.
