At dinner time, Sun Buqi avoided his colleagues and went into a small shop with Han Qing to enjoy their time quietly.

The atmosphere is so good, there are good dishes, how can there be no good wine?

Sun Buqi shouted, "Boss, come two bowls of rice wine." "Turning around to comfort his girlfriend, "The alcohol content of Jiangnan rice wine is not as good as beer, it is sweet and silky, and the taste is particularly good." ”

Han Qing rolled his eyes and pouted, "You men are definitely not kind to ask girls to drink." He took a small sip, his eyes turned into crescent moons, took another big sip, and nodded, "It's really good...... Don't pretend to be wronged, count me as wronging you this time, and apologize to you. ”

I was in a good mood today, plus I was alone for the first time, there was no outsider to disturb me, I felt like I was dating, and I had a few more drinks unconsciously.

The two walked into the hotel, and the front desk shouted, "Miss Han, please wait." ”

Sun Buqi stood in front of his girlfriend, "What's the matter?"

The front desk glanced up and immediately lowered his head, "I picked up a tour group today, and I don't know if you will continue to stay, so I gave the room to them." The luggage was already packed......"

Sun Buqi looked displeased, and asked sharply, "There is a deposit and luggage, are you afraid that we will run?"

The front desk bowed his head and apologized, "I'm really sorry, I can only change your room." ”

Han Qing tugged at her boyfriend's sleeve and shook her head gently, "She also works part-time, and she is all arranged by the executive leader, don't be embarrassed for her." Everywhere is lived, people are outside, don't worry too much. ”

Smiled softly at the front desk, "It's okay, please take us to the new room." ”

The new room is at the back of the courtyard and has a much higher style than the outside.

At the front desk, "The luggage is here, please take care of the two of you." ”

gave Sun Buqi a look and left with a smile.

Pushing open the wooden door, the most conspicuous thing is a large carved bed, surrounded by a circle of pink drapery.

Han Qing covered his mouth, stepped over the high threshold, and hurriedly walked in.

She touched the pattern on the big bed, put away the mosquito net, looked at the mandarin duck pillow on the bed, and glanced at her boyfriend gently.

Without speaking, his eyes glanced at the embroidered stool and focused on the exquisite dresser.

finally let out the first voice, "It's really beautiful, is this the boudoir of the ancient ladies?"

Sun Buqi shrugged, "You ask me, who do I ask." But to be sure, not all. At least there is no "The Legend of the West Chamber", "The Golden Vase Plum", and there are no various spring palace pictures. ”

Han Qing shook his head, "The old mistakes have been made again, and they have begun to arrange the ancients again." How dare they do this, and how can they do this?"

Sun Buqi is a good teacher, shaking his head, "This is a bad word! Before a girl gets married, her mother will give a few pictures of the Spring Palace as a dowry at the bottom of the box." How did those pictures come about? It's not from a girl who has some painting skills and is literate and ink. ”

Han Qing laughed, "You're right." Frowning, willow eyebrows raised, "The scene just now, is it a trick you directed? It's so beautiful here, how can the store exchange it at a low price?"

Sun Buqi touched his chin and smiled wickedly, "Lady, it's late at night, let's go to bed." ”

Step out of the century-old building and blend in with the crowds of tourists.

As locals prepare dinner, puffs of smoke waft from the rooftops.

The black bricks and white walls, with one or two peach blossoms sticking out of the wall, were shrouded in a drizzle.

Han Qing held up an oil-paper umbrella and walked quietly on the wet stone road.

Sun Buqi leaned under the umbrella and shook his head, "By the broken bridge in West Lake, Bai Suzhen cast a spell to rain in order to be with Xu Xian, and then took an umbrella together...... You wouldn't have the same mind about this beauty, would you?"

Han Qing couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly argued, "I don't have a spell, and I can't make it rain all day, how can I blame the responsibility for the rain?...... You pay attention, so many colleagues, if you bump into it, everyone is embarrassed. ”

Sun Buqi shrugged, "You only bought an umbrella, didn't you imply that I would come along?"

Someone who couldn't say anything, Han Qing glanced at the other party lightly, "That small shop sells handicrafts, and the oil-paper umbrellas are all female-oriented." I dare to buy it, do you dare to use it?"

Sun Buqi took the umbrella handle, hugged the other party's shoulder, pouted, and gestured not far away.

"There is a local custom: take the three bridges. The three bridges, Taiping Bridge, Jili Bridge and Changqing Bridge, are tightly attached to each other to form a triangle. Local girls get married, women give birth to children, and the elderly celebrate their birthdays, and they will take a walk on the three bridges to ask for good luck. ”

Han Qing's eyes lit up, "Really? You haven't been here before, why are you so familiar with the local customs?" Lili said that you often misinterpret the words of the ancients, don't lie to me again, right?"

Sun Buqi leaned his umbrella in the direction of his girlfriend, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing." Now it's too late, plus it's raining, I don't know if there are any boatmen waiting, take us on a boat tour around the ancient town. The only pity is that it is not a canopy boat, just an ordinary fishing boat. ”

Han Qing leaned his head against his boyfriend to prevent the other party from getting wet, and looked yearning, "When I was in junior high school, I read Mr. Lu Xun's "Social Opera", and I longed for the awning boat in the south of the Yangtze River, but unfortunately it was always rare. ”

Sun Buqi sighed, "There are three major hardships in life: supporting the boat, striking iron, and grinding tofu. Wouldn't it be better for the awning boat to disappear? Don't be sad about the spring and autumn, think about what to eat at night and where to eat?"

Sun Buqi's grandfather was a traditional blacksmith, wielding hundreds of fifty-pound sledgehammers around the red stove every day. The perennial hardships bent his spine and resolutely refused to let his son inherit his career.

Step out of the century-old building and blend in with the crowds of tourists.

As locals prepare dinner, puffs of smoke waft from the rooftops.

The black bricks and white walls, with one or two peach blossoms sticking out of the wall, were shrouded in a drizzle.

Han Qing held up an oil-paper umbrella and walked quietly on the wet stone road.

Sun Buqi leaned under the umbrella and shook his head, "By the broken bridge in West Lake, Bai Suzhen cast a spell to rain in order to be with Xu Xian, and then took an umbrella together...... You wouldn't have the same mind about this beauty, would you?"

Han Qing couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly argued, "I don't have a spell, and I can't make it rain all day, how can I blame the responsibility for the rain?...... You pay attention, so many colleagues, if you bump into it, everyone is embarrassed. ”

Sun Buqi shrugged, "You only bought an umbrella, didn't you imply that I would come along?"

Someone who couldn't say anything, Han Qing glanced at the other party lightly, "That small shop sells handicrafts, and the oil-paper umbrellas are all female-oriented." I dare to buy it, do you dare to use it?"

Sun Buqi took the umbrella handle, hugged the other party's shoulder, pouted, and gestured not far away.

"There is a local custom: take the three bridges. The three bridges, Taiping Bridge, Jili Bridge and Changqing Bridge, are tightly attached to each other to form a triangle. Local girls get married, women give birth to children, and the elderly celebrate their birthdays, and they will take a walk on the three bridges to ask for good luck. ”

Han Qing's eyes lit up, "Really? You haven't been here before, why are you so familiar with the local customs?" Lili said that you often misinterpret the words of the ancients, don't lie to me again, right?"

Sun Buqi leaned his umbrella in the direction of his girlfriend, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing." Now it's too late, plus it's raining, I don't know if there are any boatmen waiting, take us on a boat tour around the ancient town. The only pity is that it is not a canopy boat, just an ordinary fishing boat. ”

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