Chapter 8 I want to go to the thatched house
After she mentioned it, Shunzhi also felt that his stomach was hungry, but he was stubborn and didn't say a word.
Looking at his puffed up appearance, Meng Guqing smiled secretly, this is like a child with a temper, and he still has the demeanor of the Son of Heaven.
The car kept moving forward, Shunzhi looked at all this curiously, this world feels much more advanced than his own Qing Dynasty, if he goes back in the future, he must also vigorously develop science and technology.
Meng Guqing fell asleep unconsciously, his head fell crooked on Shunzhi's shoulder, and there were still a few traces of crystal liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Shunzhi pushed her head away with his fingers in disgust, and after a while her head tilted back again, and after repeating this several times, he had no choice but to let her.
"The station in front is Daxingwang Village, passengers who get off the train should bring your luggage and get off the train through the back door." The ticket seller shouted with a megaphone microphone.
Daxingwang Village? Could it be the place that the woman said, but she would still be fighting with Zhou Gong on her shoulders.
"Wake up, it's here." He pushed Meng Guqing.
"Hmm......" She looked up and saw that she had arrived.
found that he was actually leaning on him, and he was drooling, and he didn't have to think about it to know how many times he had slandered himself.
"Let's get out of the car." She blushed and wiped her mouth with her hand, eager to find a hole in the ground to get into.
Shunji laughed, the whole savage dominatrix was like a shy, and shy.
"Laugh at something, take the bag, here we are, work hard, take the bag, otherwise there will be no food for a while." Meng Guqing said viciously.
A man with a tall ox and a big horse, he should have done this kind of hard work, and it was not the Qing Dynasty, so he was especially aiming at himself as a Ninety-Five Supreme Son of Heaven.
Shunji reached out and took it, his fingers clean and slender, stained with the smell of sunlight.
"For your sake, I'll treat you to beef noodles." Meng Guqing saw that Shunzhi's attitude was correct, and said with satisfaction.
There is a halal noodle restaurant downstairs where she rents, the beef noodles made in it are really delicious, the noodles are chewy, the meat is tender and the soup is fresh, she has been in the Qing Dynasty for 20 years, and the food she misses the most is the beef noodles in this noodle restaurant.
Shunzhi has a black line, this obedient word, is what he said to the concubines, and when he came to this future world, this concubine who he didn't look down on became the object of pointing fingers at him.
But in this world, she is the only one who knows him, if she really leaves herself, what will she do.
It's still a lot to mess with her, this woman used to let her beat a lot of boards, who knows if she will settle accounts after the autumn.
Meng Guqing in this compartment had no idea that someone was at war with heaven and man in his heart.
After a while, the two of them had come to the halal noodle restaurant, the noodle restaurant was very clean, and the two chose a table by the window and sat down.
As soon as the boss saw her, he came up to say hello enthusiastically, which was nothing more than asking if he hadn't seen her for a long time.
Shunzhi, who was hungry, frowned, almost starved to death, and she was still chatting.
His expression just happened to be captured by Meng Guqing.
It's good to have something to eat, you dare to have an opinion about me.
"Boss, let's have three bowls of noodles." I thought for a while: "Let's have four bowls." ”
Shunzhi is being hungry by the umami of the soup at the moment. If there is a roast sheep in front of him at this moment, he can probably eat half of it.
Xindao is still not in vain to lend you shoulders, call me three bowls of noodles.
seemed to see through Shunzhi's thoughts: "I have three bowls, and you have one bowl." ”
Shunji's face was unusually ugly, and he had the urge to flip the table, feeling teased.
"Poof" Meng Guqing laughed out loud: "I'm kidding you, I'm not hungry after eating lunch, I'll have a bowl of enough." ”
Hearing this, his face improved a little, and he didn't expect that one day he would be reduced to a liver fire in order to eat enough.
The noodles soon came up, smelling the familiar fragrance, Meng Guqing picked up the chopsticks and ate them in a big gulp.
Shunji hesitated.
"No one has poisoned you, who knows you, really." Meng Guqing saw through his thoughts, and thought that he was the emperor, and he wanted to test the poison with a silver needle when he went out to eat food, and there was no silver needle.
He frowned, but finally picked up his chopsticks and ate them.
Maybe it was because he was too hungry, or maybe the taste of the beef noodles made him hungry, so he ate one bowl after a while, took the second bowl and ate it.
Looking at his gobbling appearance, Meng Guqing's heart ached, thinking that he was the son of heaven of the Great Qing Kingdom, but he was hungry like this.
Soon, all three bowls of noodles were eaten, and he touched his stomach with satisfaction: "The noodles are good, I... I'm very satisfied......"
"I'll treat you to it later." Meng Guqing hurriedly interrupted him, for fear that he would say something in front of others in a while, and I would give you something.
Maybe when a person is full, he will be in a much happier mood, and he didn't care about Meng Guqing's interruption.
After paying, Meng Guqing took him up to the fourth floor.
She rented a one-bedroom living room, with a bathroom and kitchen, which was quite small, less than 40 square meters.
Open the door, the home is clean and bright, it is conceivable that my mother must often come to help me clean up, Meng Guqing couldn't help but feel grateful, children with mothers are happy.
"This is my home, please." Meng Guqing threw away his bag and threw himself on the sofa.
Long time gone, my home, long time gone, my couch.
It feels good to be at home, I have never been so down-to-earth as I am now, and it is really a golden nest and a silver nest that is not as good as my own kennel.
Meng Guqing, who was extremely comfortable, ignored Shunzhi with a black line.
What kind of place is this, not as big as the place where you go to the toilet yourself.
"The houses that your dynasty lived in were so small?" Shunzhi couldn't help but ask.
It seems that this dynasty is not as beautiful as it can be seen outside, and the common people of the Qing Dynasty, any family will not be smaller than this house.
Hearing this, Meng Guqing pursed his lips: "Not all houses are so small, how big is a rich man's house, it is bigger and more luxurious than your Qiankun Palace." She paused, and then reluctantly continued: "And this house is not mine yet, it is just rented, and I don't have the ability to afford it." ”
Shunzhi's eyes flashed a hint of softness, it turned out that she was not doing well in this dynasty.
"It's too small, right, then you go, I don't want to live with you." Meng Guqing stepped forward and pushed him out of the door, and said viciously.
It's good that I'll take you in, and you're still picky.
"I didn't... I'm just talking. Someone walked past her and sat on the couch, which was nice, soft and comfortable to sit on.
Jokes, heroes don't suffer immediate losses, dead women, I won't care so much about you.
"Sit down, I'll get you a drink." Meng Guqing motioned for him to sit on the sofa.
He didn't say anything, and obediently sat on the sofa and watched Meng Guqing's every move.
Meng Guqing opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of Coke from it, and threw it to Shunzhi.
Shunzhi stretched out his hand to take it, looking left and right.
Meng Guqing remembered that he hadn't drunk it at all, and he didn't know how to open it, so he stepped forward, picked up the Coke, pulled it hard, and stretched out his hand to hand it over: "Drink it." ”
Shunzhi took a sip with his mouth, and then frowned: "How does this water taste weird." ”
"It's called Coke, you can drink a few more sips and try it." Meng Guqing said as he walked back to the door.
Open the room book, and the room is as always.
She casually turned on the computer.
"Inside... Meng Guqing, I want to go to the thatched house. Shunji's voice came from outside.
"It's next to the kitchen, go yourself." Meng Guqing said outside while turning on the computer.
Then I heard him get up and walk.
"Meng Guqing ......" After a while, his voice came again.
Meng Guqing reluctantly put down the mouse and walked over.
"Are you fooling me, there's a thatched house there?" Shunzhi said angrily.
Meng Guqing remembered that he had never used the toilet at all.
"This is called the toilet, that is, the place where you go to the toilet in Daqing, after going to the toilet, just press this switch, and the water will be flushed." She said as she demonstrated Shunzhi flushing.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Shunzhi's face, and he coughed a few times to cover it up.