"Tell me, if it's you, would you like Tao Aihong or that village girl?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Of course it's Tao Aihong, although she is not the most beautiful, but she is better than the village girl. ”

"But although the village aunt looks cold, her temper is definitely better than Tao Aihong, which man can afford her eldest lady's temper?"

Although she has a bad temper, she grew up in a compound, she is always more open-minded than the village girl, and she is the only daughter in the family, marrying her is equivalent to marrying the Tao family, and a man knows how to choose. ”

"Why did Brother Lijun choose that village girl?"

"Does he have a choice? It's not what their old man meant, no matter how awesome the Tao family is, is it comparable to the dealer?"

"Actually, Brother Lijun is also very bitter, and no one wants to leave such a marriage on him. ”

"But why do I think Brother Lijun is very good to that village girl, you look at their affectionate appearance, when did he smile so brightly at a woman?"

"Don't talk about women, even if you're a buddy, you've never laughed like that......"

"It can't be a fake, right?"

"It's really embarrassing for him, and he can do it to such a yellow-skinned village girl. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Liu Hao sat on the back seat of Zhuang Lijun's bicycle, and his return rate was so high that he was like a girl sitting in a luxury sports car in his previous life, which attracted a lot of discussion.

On such a brand-new bicycle, there was an ordinary girl dressed in homespun clothes, and I didn't know that it had aroused the envy of many girls.

"Zhuang Lijun, where are you going to take me?"

"Do you want to go and see Tiananmen Square?" This is the holy place in the hearts of everyone who comes to the capital, and if you come to the capital, you can not go to other places, you must come here for pilgrimage.

Liu Haohao didn't know how many times he had been to the capital in his previous life, and he didn't have the yearning for any famous places as ordinary people, so he just nodded casually, "Okay." ”

Hearing the dispensable casualness in her words, she paused as she stepped on the bicycle, "Then let's go to Houhai?"

He remembered that the group of stinky boys in the courtyard always liked to take other girls to Houhai when they were patting their mothers-in-law, and they thought about it, what kind of sacred and solemn Tiananmen Square should get along with the girls, of course, they should go to the park with green trees and small bridges and flowing water.

Liu Haohao was obviously more interested in Houhai than in Tiananmen, and his voice rose slightly, "Okay." ”

Zhuang Lijun, who finally got her affirmation, couldn't help grinning in front of him and pedaled the bicycle vigorously.

Liu Haohao's interest in Houhai is indeed stronger, and the impression that Houhai gives her after a few decades is that there are many bars and literary and artistic petty bourgeoisie, and the current Houhai is naturally not as prosperous as it was later, and the smell of the market is stronger.

"Shall we have a bowl of bean juice?"

"Excuse me, drink it yourself. She laughed dryly, and as soon as she walked into the food service, the swill-like smell made her almost nauseous, and she didn't cover her mouth and nose out of politeness, but she didn't even dare to take a big breath.

He chuckled, "It doesn't smell good, but it's delicious, try it?"

"Don't, don't. She shook her head like a rattle, and she hadn't tried it, and she threw it up after taking a sip, okay?

"You're so timid, not like you. It was rare to see her look of resistance, and he became more and more interested in teasing.

"It's not related to being timid, it's just that I can't accept the taste. She looked upright, hum, there are also a lot of scary dark dishes in Southern Province, and when the economic conditions improve in a few years, see how she rectifies him.

"Then let's have a bowl of tofu brain. Looking at her rare delicate appearance, he finally resisted the urge to rub her hair and smiled indulgently.

This can be done, she nodded with a sigh of relief.

As a result, as soon as the tofu brain came up, she was dumbfounded again, "Salty?"

"Salty, of course. Zhuang Lijun said as a matter of course, can tofu brain have other flavors besides salty?

"I've never eaten tofu brain, but I think it's supposed to be sweet. "She has a heartbeat, she has eaten tofu brain for so many years, and it is clearly sweet!

Decades later, the north-south dispute over the salty and sweet issue of tofu brain was put on the table in advance.

"You haven't eaten it, why do you think it should be sweet?" Zhuang Lijun looked surprised.

"You see it's so white, so tender, it would be delicious if you added sugar! She looked sorry, salty tofu brain is not difficult to eat, but in front of the people of Southern Province who are addicted to sweets, eating salty tofu brain always feels very strange.

Because it's white and tender, it has to be sweet, what is the reason?

"It's the first time I've heard that tofu brains are sweet. Just imagining, Zhuang Lijun felt panicked.

He has been in Southern Province for many years, and probably knows that the people of Southern Province have a sweet tooth in their diet, and if conditions allow, I am afraid that they will add sugar to every dish, but the sweet tofu brain?

Originally, in his imagination, the sweet and sweet date finally became a salty and sweet dispute between tofu brain and zongzi, and then evolved into a dispute over whether to eat dumplings or sweet rice cakes during the New Year......

In order to appease Liu Haohao, who was forced to eat a bowl of salty tofu brain, he finally bought a bag of sweet candied fruit and pea yellow, which coaxed her.

She had sweet candied fruit in her mouth, and her eyes narrowed into slits with satisfaction, like a well-fed cat, and his heart was scratched by the kitten.

Liu Haohao knew that he was a little careful, she was a native of Southern Province, and she was originally fond of sweets, because of the limited conditions, she had been restraining her craving for sweets for more than a year, and she was suddenly satisfied, just like a mouse falling into a honeypot.

Zhuang Lijun felt that this girl was very easy to coax, and a bag of sweets could coax her to smile.

Before this, she had been very depressed in the capital, and it was rare to have such a happy time, not only did she have delicious food on her lips, but also Zhuang Lijun kept introducing herself to all kinds of anecdotes about this place, which were not recorded in the information of the Eight Classics, and they were all legends passed down by the local people, and she was particularly fascinated by what she listened to.

Zhuang Lijun saw that she was happy to hear it, and he also tried his best to find a joke, and finally had nothing to say, so he told his youth and frivolity as a story, and laughed at the Pomeranian.

"I didn't expect you to be such a majestic master back then, looking at your current appearance, it's hard to imagine what you looked like when you fought with someone. She looked Zhuang Lijun up and down, he always looked so serious and serious, and there was a hint of restraint and shyness, no matter how she looked at it, he didn't look like the unruly big yard kid in the TV series, who would do it without saying a word.