Chapter 22 Arrival at Ben Thanh
At the end of the week, Ling Xiaoxiao still persuaded her parents to follow Ling's mother on the bus to Bincheng. Ling's father originally planned to accompany him and follow his daughter to Bincheng for a two-day trip, but unfortunately in winter, when the gas station was busy, he couldn't take leave.
Ling's father had no choice but to send them to the passenger station early in the morning, and it was still dark at five o'clock in the morning, and the street lights were not yet related, faintly lit, shining on the road orange. A layer of black ash fell on the unswept snow in the corner, long lost the white light it had just finished.
"Girl, when you get to Bincheng, I'll take you to find a place to live first, you haven't reached the age of eighteen yet, you don't even have an ID card, and I don't know if people will let you live." Ling's mother took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and chattered worriedly on the side.
How could it not be allowed? Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and didn't answer, they didn't give money, at most they just let Ling's mother's ID card be pressed there, but Ling's mother was going to the capital, so it was better to carry her ID card with her.
Sitting on the earliest bus, it was just ten o'clock in the morning to Bincheng, Ling's mother dragged the cargo cart for purchase with one hand, and Ling Xiaoxiao walked out of the passenger station with the other.
Ling's mother is passing by every time she comes to Bincheng, and she will rush to the train station after getting off the bus, and she doesn't have a good turn in Bincheng, this time she can have half a day to wander around with her daughter's light.
Although it was still early, Ling's mother had been worried about the accommodation, so she took Ling Xiaoxiao to the location of the Xinhua bookstore that she had inquired about in advance, there was an oil guest house next to the bookstore, mainly to entertain the employees of the oil system, and it was not open to the public, but Ling's mother carried a letter of introduction from Ling's father in her arms, if there was no accident, it would be okay to spend money to stay for one night.
The two took the bus all the way to the pedestrian street, Xinhua Bookstore is in the easternmost part of the pedestrian street, around the pedestrian street to the south of the oil guest house, Ling's mother took a letter of introduction and came to the middle-aged aunt at the front desk to pull the relationship with the family, the accommodation problem was successfully solved, with Ling's mother's eloquence exercised in this month's shop, the middle-aged aunt also gave an internal price.
The oil system has always been synonymous with rich and capricious in China, and all the facilities were built according to the best standards of the time, built in the eighties, and in the early two thousand years, it was able to reach the standard of three stars, and the effect can be imagined. Ling's mother opened a standard room, swiped the card to enter, the room was very large, there was a big balcony outside the thick curtains, the sheets on the two single beds were snow-white, and the bathroom was clean.
Ling's mother looked at this neat arrangement, and her heart rippled: "Da Bao'er, when Mom earns more money, let's also change buildings to live, when the time comes, let's buy a big house, and also arrange a study for you, buy a big bookshelf, and put a wall of books like your little uncle's house, when the time comes, we can read whatever we want, okay?" ”
Ling Xiaoxiao was said by Ling's mother for a while, and she felt very beautiful just thinking about it. nodded, smiled at Mother Ling and bent his eyes: "Okay." ”
In the bathroom, Ling Xiaoxiao sat on the toilet and missed it very much, the drain pipe of her small toilet had frozen before the snow was cold, and she now needed to go to the public toilet to solve the problem of size and size, and the whirring north wind was blowing on her buttocks, it felt too sour......
"Girl, are you going to the bookstore now, or are we going to walk around the pedestrian street?" Mother Ling put the luggage in the cabinet, turned around and asked.
"Why don't we go around first, it is said that the cathedral on the pedestrian street was built by the Russians in the early 19th century, and I heard from my classmates that the architectural style is still Byzantine, just like the foreign churches on TV, let's go and see it." Ling Xiaoxiao had been to Bincheng many times in her previous life, but unfortunately she couldn't make it every time for various reasons.
"Is it just in front of the pedestrian street? I heard from the people in the factory that it is old and beautiful, since it is not far away, let's go and have a look. When I go back, I can also show off with your aunt," Ling Mama was in a hurry, locked the door and pulled Ling Xiaoxiao out.
Most of the buildings on both sides of the pedestrian street are in the Russian architectural style, with tent roofs, onion heads, brick and wood structures, and some buildings that have not been renovated, and the paint on the walls has begun to peel, revealing a strong historical atmosphere.
Walking along the pedestrian street, there are Xinhua Bookstore, Department Store, Maternity and Baby Products Store, Bincheng Meat Joint, No. 1 Bakery...... All of them are time-honored brands that were once very popular in Bencheng, and later they encountered the impact of the times, these time-honored brands are still standing, such as Ben Cheng Department Store, even if there are many new shopping malls settled in Ben Cheng later, but it is still the most frequent place for Ben Cheng people.
Ling Xiaoxiao held Ling's mother's arm with both hands, the two of them walked slowly, and when they met the store they were interested in, they went in to shop, and when they arrived at the Bincheng Meat Association, Ling's mother looked at the steaming cooked food, as well as the rows of sausages and sausages hanging up, and couldn't help but rush in, and she was still talking about who to buy and give to whom.
Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly grabbed Ling's mother and dragged her hand out: "Mom, I won't go back until tomorrow, let's not be in a hurry to buy it, there is enough heating in the guest house, we will buy it and put it tomorrow, it shouldn't be fresh, what you want to buy, how much to buy, I can take it back directly after I come over and buy it before I go back tomorrow." ”
"That's okay," Ling's mother thought of the temperature in the guest house where she couldn't even wear autumn clothes, and she didn't force it: "Then tomorrow you come over and help me buy five catties of red sausages, sausages and other cooked food, you can also look at and buy some, we can still freeze outside if we can't finish eating, we are not afraid of cold at home, it's rare to come once, let's buy more and eat slowly." ”
When she arrived at the No. 1 bakery, Ling Xiaoxiao took the initiative to go in and buy some bread snacks for Ling's mother according to her taste, and kept it on the train and made up for it when she didn't have time to eat when she was too late to eat.
When the two of them went to the cathedral, it was almost noon, and they saw a large flock of pigeons rising and falling in the square in front of the church.
These pigeons are specially bred by people, and every morning they are pulled over in cages and put on the square, and the pigeon keepers sit on the benches on the side, and some people come to sell pigeon food, so that everyone can experience the feeling of the pigeon landing.
Ling Xiaoxiao saw that it was funny, so she spent two yuan to buy a few packets of pigeon food, and the stall owner also gave her a big spoon and asked her to pour the pigeon food into it.
Ling Xiaoxiao fed it a few times and thought it was interesting, so she handed the spoon to Ling's mother and asked her to feed it too. The two happily fed the pigeons in the square for a long time, and then went to the church until all the pigeon food was fed.