Different environments will bring different feelings to people.

There is a saying on the Internet that travel is to go to a place where others are tired of being in a place where you are bored.

There is an objective truth in this sentence, but in fact, other people's boring places will still give you a subjective sense of freshness, as well as a good mood to take a walk and take a look.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu didn't come to Ning for tourism, but since they brought Ye Mozhu here, of course they also had to play.

Although Ye Mozhu also knew that she was not here to travel, after all, it was her first time in love, the first time she went to a strange city with her boyfriend, and they will have a lot of firsts in this city...

So she was very happy and happy, especially when she was led away by Zhang Xiaojian's hand and striding away, she also fell into a state of being a fan sister and couldn't extricate herself...

This state is unlikely to happen in Jiangcheng, and after leaving Jiangcheng, it happened perhaps because there is a kind of psychology that Zhang Xiaojian can rely on when he leaves home, and all in all, a woman's mind has some metaphysical meaning.

And... After all, Ye Mozhu is not very old, she has no experience in love, and she still has her naivety.

Therefore, dressed like a zongzi, Ye Mozhu, who was buttoned up by Zhang Xiaojian, followed Zhang Xiaojian closely with small steps, and how pleasing he looked at Zhang Xiaojian...

The words of Xi Shi in the eyes of the lover have been perfectly fulfilled at this moment.

Xiaojian looks so handsome when he walks...

Little Sword turned his head and looked back at me.

Ye Mozhu's face turned red, and Zhang Xiaojian asked, "Where should we get out from?"

Xiaojian looks so handsome when he asks questions....

Ye Mozhu fell into self-congratulatory for a while, unable to extricate himself.

Zhang Xiaojian blinked, sensed that something was wrong with Ye Mozhu, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Mozhu bit his lip and looked shy, Xiaojian cared about me... He cares about people, and he looks so handsome...

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know Ye Mozhu's mental activity, he just looked at Ye Mozhu with a red face and a pair of big watery eyes under the brim of his furry hat.

Well, this kind of wayfinding question should not be asked of a woman.

The first time he came to Ningyuan Station, facing the intricate various exits, Zhang Xiaojian decisively sent Gao Qingsong a real-time location.

Gao Qingsong said in a voice: "Come out of Exit A, we won't go down to pick you up, there are too many people, the battle is too big, I'm afraid of scaring others..."

"Uh, who's here?"

"RPG boss He Rui, with a group of... I don't know how to cry with a sad face, and Xie Chen, the boss of Lvhuang, also brought a large group of people, banners and flowers, fortunately I stopped it, otherwise as soon as you leave the station, people will be able to make you a star. ”

"Poof, am I going to see so many people today?"

"Yes, but if you don't see it, you can see it, they all prepared a business dinner... I don't think you're going to go, so I got a table of shabu-shabu at the hotel. ”

"Got me. ”

Liu Mei and Zhuo Fei also came. ”

"Huh?"

"Liu Mei probably wants to pay money in your pocket, so I'll give you an advance amount first. ”

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said: "Well, Zhuo Fei told me yesterday about Liu Mei's desire to see me, I didn't think she was in such a hurry, but she didn't see me, and I want to see her too." ”

"What do you kid want to do?"

"The Sword Walk Charity Foundation has done a good job, but Yan Ci has too many things to do, and I need someone at the helm. ”

"Are you at ease?"

"It's not that you didn't go to the welfare home to watch her dance rubber bands, this kind of thing can't be faked, and she still has a delicate side, don't you think, come to me This is the best destination in her life?"

"Well, don't say you're going to marry her..."

"I only marry Mozhu. ”

Zhang Xiaojian replied shamelessly, looked back at Ye Mozhu, and found that her face was even redder than before.

Then Zhang Xiaojian continued to talk nonsense with Gao Qingsong.

Ye Mozhu, who was holding hands, looked at the prompt sign above her head - B, and remembered that Gao Qingsong said before that she was waiting at Exit A, but the first thing she thought of was - Wow, Zhang Xiaojian who took the wrong road is so handsome.

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Ningyuan is worthy of being a provincial capital, and the Ningyuan Station that was renovated the year before last is also revealing brand new everywhere, and the passage extends in all directions to facilitate and better dredge passengers.

Exit A and Exit B are one south and one north, and Zhang Xiaojian, who was holding Ye Mozhu's little hand while talking nonsense with Gao Qingsong, finally saw the sun in Ningyuan.

In the heavy snow, Zhang Xiaojian, who was chatting with Gao Qingsong, looked at the location on his mobile phone: "Uh, why are you going farther and farther?"

Ye Mozhu smiled and said, "Let's go to Exit B." ”

Zhang Xiaojian saw her bright and good-looking smile and couldn't help asking, "Why are you so happy when you make a mistake?" ”

I'm happy to walk with you...

Ye Mozhu thought about it, felt that this sentence was a little sour, and didn't speak, so he saw a three-wheeled lane selling rock sugar gourds selling more sour across the road in the distance: "I want to eat sugar gourds." ”

As a big boss, he won't say anything like going the wrong way, Zhang Xiaojian picked up his mobile phone and said: "I came out of Exit B, there is a sugar gourd seller across the road, I'm waiting for you here." ”

In a word, the subordinates broke their legs.

The straight-line distance between exit A and exit B is of course not far.

However, because of the various one-way traffic and traffic lights near the train station, it is actually quite difficult to walk on a snowy day.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu didn't know all this.

The two came to the rock sugar gourd in front of the little three wheels, Zhang Xiaojian came to a traditional hawthorn sugar gourd, and Ye Mozhu asked for a fruit sugar gourd.

So they waited while eating, and in the wind and snow, they saw that people were going to be molded into rock sugar gourds, but they still enjoyed it.

The old man who sold sugar gourds watched the two young people stand here for a long time, and saw that the little girl occasionally shivered, so he rummaged through the satchel containing the money, and then took out two warm stickers and handed them to Ye Mozhu: "Stick them warm." ”

Ye Mozhu took it and smiled, and said in a crisp voice: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was also shivering from the cold, bit off the last hawthorn, and said vaguely: "Uncle, do you still have it, give me the whole one." ”

The weather-faced old man raised his eyebrows: "What kind of warm paste do you want for a young man, and the owner who can make cakes with ass and eggs is embarrassed?"

Zhang Xiaojian heard it, okay... Don't always do it, ass balls can pancakes, what are these shits...

Ye Mozhu quickly unpacked the package, covered the warm sticker in his hand, and then held Zhang Xiaojian's hands, feeling the warmth, he looked at the spacious road in front of him, where did these people go, lost?

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Sometimes it's better to drive than to walk.

In a hurry, it is useless to honk the horn wildly, the green light is to wait, the traffic rules must be obeyed, and the cars must be passed one by one.

After hearing Gao Qingsong's reply to the traffic jam, Zhang Xiaojian felt that he should go back to Exit A, but after thinking about it, they were estimated to be stuck in the middle of the road now, and if they went back by themselves, they would probably scold their mothers behind their backs, so just wait for a while.

Fortunately, the old man is also a capable master.

Under the sugar gourd tricycle, there are also a few extremely shabby books that can only be seen in the dilapidated market, and at first glance they are all nonsense biographies about military wars.

Therefore, the old man naturally talked to Zhang Xiaojian about military affairs and current affairs...

Speaking of how awesome Huaxia's secret weapon is, and how rich Huaxia is now, the pride on his face can't be hidden.

It's just that the more he chatters, the more ridiculous it becomes, and once made Zhang Xiaojian feel that there was a big chessboard next to the Red Mansion when he was a child, where the grandfathers and uncles carried a pound of eggs, two cucumbers, and a few bundles of leeks and began to talk wildly about the mountains.

Zhang Xiaojian felt a little intimate, it was that smell.

It's just that... He had to interrupt this topic, because he was afraid that the uncle would swell to the point that he wanted to sell rock sugar gourds to save money for a plane ticket to go to the US imperialists to run for president.

"Uncle, how much money can you make this day. ”

Uncle is worthy of being a person who has read books, and he opened his mouth and replied: "Trade secrets." ”

Because the conversation just now was not bad, he looked at Zhang Xiaojian: "Young man, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xiaojian said humbly: "Just like you, do business." ”

"Yo, I didn't see it, I thought you were a student. ”

Zhang Xiaojian smirked: "My girlfriend is a student, and I do look like a student, not bad for you, not bad for you." ”

Ye Mozhu also laughed like Zhang Xiaojian on the side... She was still in a state of being a fan girl, and naturally felt that Zhang Xiaojian was shameless.... It's kind of handsome......

"Then peers, the truth of doing business is reasonable, why don't you tell you about it?"

"Okay. Zhang Xiaojian gritted his teeth, standing anyway, it was better than listening to the uncle's military secret weapons about those national affairs.

So the old man was not polite, and began to share with Zhang Xiaojian his business experience of selling rock sugar gourds for many years.

Ten minutes later, the old man with frost on his eyebrows pointed to his rock sugar gourd three-wheeled lane: "Don't look at this thing, I'll tell you, it's better than going to work, do you know how much money I can make a day?"

Zhang Xiaojian pondered for a moment: "Isn't it a trade secret?"

"Look at what you said, it was a trade secret just now, aren't we two communicating with each other now?"

As soon as the words fell, the convoy led by Gao Qing's Rolls Royce brushed a corner, and finally saw Zhang Xiaojian in the wind and snow and Uncle Hu Kan Dashan.

Naturally, the convoy slowed down and stopped a long row in front of the tricycle.

The most urgent thing is that today his face was white, he put on light makeup, and put on Xie Chen, who was comparable to high heels and had a six-centimeter height increase insoles.

He was the first to push the door and get out of the car, because the dead-faced Zhao Yan asked for a photo of Zhang Xiaojian, he recognized Zhang Xiaojian at first sight, and rushed forward excitedly, shouting: "Zhang Dong~~"

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu, who were still waiting in front of the tricycle here to hear how much money the old man could make in a day, turned around and saw this stranger in a suit and leather shoes, whose face seemed to have not only been shaved white, but also brushed with putty, but still ugly, comparable to Yan Ci, crooked his ankle in one step, and the whole person fell to the side of the road with a snort.

Fortunately, it had snowed heavily for two days, and the side of the road was full of snowdrifts, and he supported his body, and the snowdrifts close to his face were covered with rouge.

The corners of Zhang Xiaojian's mouth twitched, what kind of person is this, it's so scary... How can the powder on the faces of the big men be so thick that the snow can't melt...

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