A group of five people walked along the street, talking, laughing, and stopping.

Half an hour later, Yu Wenrui led the four of them to step on an arch bridge more than ten zhang long and located east and west.

Yu Wenrui walked to the middle of the arch bridge, leaned on the stone carved bridge railing, looked south along the dry river, and sighed and sighed: "I didn't expect that the years have passed for thirteen years, and this bridge has not changed at all, but it is a pity that the water in the river has dried up and lost the good scenery." ”

"Is this the place Uncle Shi said?" asked Qi Yoyo.

"Exactly. ”

"Then Uncle Shi can rest assured. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle Shi will definitely still be here in another thirty years, it will only add some vicissitudes of time, and it will not change much. ”

Listening to the girl's words, it can be seen that this bridge is not an ordinary bridge. It's not ordinary, but there must be a story. Please tell me the girl, and we will listen carefully. ”

Qi Yoyo smiled and said: "That will disappoint Uncle Shi and the three brothers and sisters, this bridge does not have that touching story." It's just that people have made up a name for it to send some feelings. This river is actually an artificial river, which runs through the entire Yancheng from north to south, and people name this river Lechuan River, and the bridge under our feet is called Sansheng Bridge, which is in the north."

Qi Yoyo pointed to the north and said, "There is also an almost identical bridge, called Nai He Bridge." Yancheng is divided into ten cities in the north and south, and there are two such bridges in each city. It's cleaned and maintained every day, so it's still here in another 30 years. ”

"Sansheng Stone becomes Sansheng Bridge, echoing with the north and south of Naihe Bridge, but it also has a unique meaning. Yu Wenrui nodded and smiled, "Lechuan River, Nai He Bridge, Sansheng Bridge, what about Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, Wangxiangtai, and Meng Po Soup?"

"From ancient times to the present, Yancheng is a place where soldiers must fight, every time a big battle is experienced, there will be hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people killed, the soil under the city wall of Yancheng, digging the ground is red, no one knows how many souls are buried under the red soil. Qi Yoyo said with emotion, "So the gate of Yancheng is the ghost gate, and the road of Yancheng is Huangquan Road, as for Meng Po Tang and Wangxiangtai, it should be in everyone's heart." But if you want to try Meng Po soup, there is one across the bridge, and it is sold in every restaurant, green vegetable and radish soup, which is enough for a penny. ”

"Haha, then let's find a place to rest and try Meng Po soup by the way. Yu Wenrui said with a smile.

"Uncle Shi, have you forgotten one thing?" asked Qi Yoyo with a wink.

"What's the matter?" Yu Wenrui asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth, pretending not to know.

"We came to the place Uncle was looking for, but we haven't seen the surprise Uncle said yet. ”

"Then you'll have to prick up your ears and listen. Yu Wenrui looked at Qi Yoyo, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and said: "One afternoon in the autumn thirteen years ago, a little girl was chased and beaten by several stinky boys, and in a hurry, she jumped over the bridge railing and into the river. What is ironic is that the little girl can't swim. At that time, I happened to pass by with Master, and Master came to the rescue of that silly girl. ”

Looking at Qi Yoyo's slowly open mouth, slowly widening eyes, and an expression of disbelief and surprise, the smile on Yu Wenrui's face grew.

"I know. I know. Huang Feng suddenly shouted in surprise, pointed at Qi Yoyo and said, "The stupid girl that Uncle Xiao said can't be Miss Qi, right?"

"Yes, it's me. Qi Yoyo looked at Yu Wenrui in disbelief, trying to find the shadow of the little boy like a porcelain doll who followed the old man who saved her from his face.

"Isn't it?" Tan Junyan said with an incredulous expression, "It turns out that the two of you have known each other thirteen years ago. Uncle Junior, you have a problem. ”

"What's the problem?" Yu Wenrui looked at Tan Junyan in confusion.

"You shouldn't think about it, jump into the Lechuan River to rescue Miss Qi, and have a beautiful conversation about heroes saving beauty. ”

"! I didn't know how to swim. Yu Wenrui said with a dark face.

Qi Yoyo snorted, looked at Yu Wenrui and said, "It turns out that the old gentleman is actually a senior medical immortal, and you are the good-looking porcelain doll that follows the old gentleman." No wonder he looks so handsome. ”

"Is this a surprise?" asked Yu Wenrui with a smile.

Qi Yoyo nodded hurriedly and said, "Count, of course." ”

......

South Second City, North City District, Qiuhua Street.

Zhou Jianlai saw a small courtyard with pines and cypresses in the courtyard, walked to the courtyard gate with a worried heart, raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard door, but his hand suddenly stopped halfway down,

There was an embarrassed look on his face as he suddenly found himself coming empty-handed.

Visiting the teacher, empty-handed, is really unreasonable. What's even more embarrassing is that he didn't have any money with him.

Zhou Jianlai stood in front of the door, looked at both ends of the street, and his eyes fell on a small stall at the entrance of Dongjie, he passed by the stall when he came, and knew that it was a stall selling baked cakes.

"Do you want two baked cakes on credit?"

"It's too shabby, it's too perfunctory. ”

"The gift is not in the precious, but in the heart. It just so happened that lunch time was approaching, and two fragrant baked cakes warmed both the stomach and the heart. ”

"Will you be kicked out?"

"Probably not. ”

Zhou Jianlai was fighting fiercely in his heart, but his feet were very sincere, because he found that he was hungry, and he didn't carry hunger at all when he drank porridge in the morning.

"Old man, how do you sell baked cakes?" Zhou Jianlai asked with a slightly embarrassed expression as he stood in front of the stall, thinking about how to open his mouth to raise credit.

"Ten cents a piece. It was an old woman who set up the stall, and she answered in a slightly hoarse voice.

"So expensive?" Zhou Jianlai was surprised, he had eaten baked cakes when he was in Baiyun City, and it was only two or three cents a piece.

"Young man, tell me, what's not expensive now?" The old woman put down the work in her hand, stood up, pinched her waist with both hands, and watched Zhou Jian come to have fun, probably because of the perennial stall and the wind and sun, the old woman had a dark complexion, rough skin, gray hair, folds and stacks on her face, and was full of vicissitudes. She looked at Zhou Jianlai and said with a smile: "Ten cents for a baked cake, you go outside the city to shout, those refugees are not happy to call you ancestors." ”

"Hehe, what the old man said is that the kid is abrupt. Zhou Jianlai smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and asked cautiously: "Old man, I forgot to bring money when I went out, can you see if you can take credit first?" I went back and took the money and gave you double the money. ”

"Are you going to go to that house, and then you feel that it is not good to be empty-handed, so you came over and wanted to get two baked cakes in your hand?" the old woman asked with a smile, and added, "I have seen them all." ”

"Ahaha" Zhou Jianlai was embarrassed to find a crack in the ground to get into, but the words were rushed to this point, and his scalp was hard, but he was not embarrassed, and said: "The old man is as wise as a torch, can you be kind and help the kid?"