Miss Mliti and I came out of the shop, walking aimlessly with a purpose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 When we left, we asked "what is the name of the restaurant", but the staff told us, "I was impressed by the attraction of the name, and the boss wanted the food to capture people's hearts and remember it better." Such a reason. What a pure man, I thought so much about strolling through the alleys of the old town at eight o'clock on bluestone slabs.

In the bustling center of the old city, even if it is like this, there are alleys that are covered by the balconies of residential houses, the eaves of the windows that cover the sky, and the rows of bamboo poles erected on the walls, drying clothes, bed quilts, air-dried meat, etc., like a giant net thrown out to occupy the few empty places, and there are also groups of people walking through and passing by.

In the intersection of the alleys that I skimmed, the door of the private shop was open and wafting out a burst of fragrance, and I accidentally glanced at it, and the figure and the light from the wooden windows on the first and second floors were pulled on the ground until the alley, and the happy laughter of the person was clearly visible, swaying from side to side with the shadow.

Avoid that crowded street and walk from alley to street, still lively. Everywhere you can't find the signs of solemn shops, you can see lanterns that are traditionally hung on the doors as mascots, and some eye-catching performances lined with long ribbons hanging from the surrounding eaves, and in the lights emitted by each door, the road seems to be endlessly connected.

In the same place where there are many people, unlike the previous ones, I saw more scantily clad women standing in suspicious front of the store, and making embarrassing gestures at the entrance of the alley to greet passers-by. Probably the opposite of the shop I encountered when I came to the old city, especially when I saw them focusing on pulling single men, most of them were young and young, with hot blood surging and red faces, and hugged them into the depths of the world that I didn't know. Behind that door, what happened was something I couldn't really imagine, but it must have been a fun game for him to play with style. After all, he willingly shelled out so much money, well, definitely, yes.

"Where do we go next. Miss Mlitty said with some uncertainty.

"I don't know. ”

"By the way, you haven't told me what he looks like. ”

"Do you really want to say it, it's impossible to find it anyway, don't worry. ”

"How can I do it if I don't try, and besides, I'm curious. ”

"Hmm......" I thought back, and found that there were very few people who could describe my uncle's appearance, and half of his face was covered by hair, how do you want me to express it accurately.

"If it's inconvenient, it's okay to talk about his clothes. ”

"It's not inconvenient, it's just ...... I'm not too ...... either. Be able to express it concretely. ”

"That's right......" said Miss Mlitti, who was silent for a while. "It's not easy for you, either. ”

At this point, we walked out of the street and came to the edge of a square.

The square was a little narrow, probably because it was full of people, and the entrance and exit were so crowded that Miss Muliti led me to the wandering merchants' stalls that were set up on the side, and when no one was paying attention, I opened the canvas and got in, and suddenly a magical path appeared in front of my eyes. On the left is a wall of merchant's goods, and on the right is a circular square wall, covered with white, brownish-green canvas overhead, small lamps hanging in the corners of the knots with the wall, and oil lamps in the gaps between the goods and the boxes. Although it could only accommodate two or three people at the same time, it was a good aisle for leisure, and the noise in my ears was greatly reduced.

Curious to ask Miss Mlitty how she knew this ingenious place, I turned my head to open my mouth when Miss Mlitty put her index finger to her lips and made a silent gesture.

Is this a very dangerous place? I hurriedly looked backwards, and I didn't see any suspicious people, and I looked ahead, and I didn't look like there was any mechanism. So is it here...... Doesn't it make sense for people to pass? Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Who's behind. ”

When I was discovered, I saw half of my face coming through the crack in the box, my long eyebrows, and my long, thick and thick eyes, and my original apologies turned into laughter, and I couldn't hold back my laughter again, and Miss Mliti seemed to be amused, and she couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Miss Mlitty?"

The merchant recognized Miss Mlitti, probably not expecting the wandering merchant to know him, Miss Mlitty was surprised and embarrassed to say hello, and then we were forgiven, and the merchant said hello and pretended that nothing had happened, and turned around and continued to sit in front of the stall and shout and solicit customers.

What happened suddenly, suddenly came to an end, and Miss Mlitty and I looked at each other, not for some reason, but it wasn't a bad thing after all.

I looked at the extra silver cross necklace in Miss Mliti's hand, and thought to myself, this is probably someone who has received a favor from Miss Mliti before, so let's give a gift to show my gratitude. But I took a closer look and found that I could see the dizzy texture of the chain body, this is a precious boutique, this necklace is platinum, this is probably someone who has been rescued by Miss Muriti before. Seeing Miss Muliti happily playing with the necklace, I thought about it and still didn't come out, whether it was Miss Muliti's refusal to return it after she knew about it, or the merchant's insistence on gifting, it was all superfluous things that collided. Miss Mlitti's surprise and satisfaction, and the gratitude and comfort of the wandering merchants, are what they deserve.

Miss Mlitty put the necklace around her neck, put her hood back on, and walked briskly step by step, and soon reached the end, lifted the canvas again, and went out. We have crossed the square and come deeper into the old city.

"Where are we going?"

"Well, I'm going to a good place next, do you want to keep coming along?" asked Miss Mlitty, meaningfully. "I'm a stranger. ”

"I'm going, Miss Mlitty isn't a suspicious person. I answered her with a straight face.

"Let's go, then. Then Miss Mlitty took my hand again, which had been loosened, and said handsomely as she shook her finger into the distance. "It's a place where the crowd at the banquet likes to come for a drink, and if your sweetheart is with someone else, there's a good chance you'll be taken there. ”

Passing through the street, which looks like a residential area, we come to the quiet entrance to the ancient courtyard, and on the moss-covered stone walls hang a shabby sign with the word "Lemi" written on it.

"What is this place?" I asked curiously.

Miss Muliti wiped the suspicious marks on her mouth when she heard this, and said eagerly.

"A place to drink. ”

"Maybe it's the right place!" I said, perking up. "Uncle, he is the one who runs the cigarette hotel. ”

"Hehehe, if you don't know when you go in, let's go, I can smell a lot of delicious aromas." ”

Miss Mlitty stopped and pulled me into the courtyard gate, and walked along the path illuminated by the small lanterns placed on the branches, and passed through the dim courtyard, and there was a babbling stream flowing under the wooden bridge, and converging in a rockery pool half as high as the wooden attic next to it. Even if my uncle wasn't here, I felt like it was worth it.

Then we came to the main entrance, which was closed, and there were unknown plants and small trees under the windows, and lanterns the size of a hand were placed under the lush green leaves, which gave off light.

The large red wooden eaves above the gate obscured the view, and the sky was completely invisible, and the square window next to the wooden eaves pillars poured out laughter with the light.

Miss Mlitty opened the door by the handle, and as the tavern in the story says, the wooden counter was lined with all kinds of fine wines, and there were not many people in the shop, about a dozen people, mostly older drinkers laughing and drinking glasses. Probably not too drunk, or not drinking, sat at the table on the other side of the aisle, and looked at the door when it opened.

Among them, there were slightly familiar faces, probably seen at the banquet during the day, and the expectation of the uncle here in my heart also became greater, and I was nervous as if I was observing when I went to see my second mother. Miss Mlitty looked around, and as if she had spotted an acquaintance, she took me to sit down on the "drunk" side, and smiled and greeted an old man who seemed to be asleep.

"Zhu Lao, you are really here, and you don't call me!"