In this world, there are covered bridges in many places.

Most of them are built in some inconspicuous place, on a river, in the countryside, in some remote village. A winding stream, with a quaint bridge over it, and the pavilion on the bridge was built to shelter from the wind and rain, simple and even rough.

Some of them are very exquisite, but they are far less than the pavilions and pavilions in the Jiangnan garden. The role of the former is for public use, and the role of the latter is for affection. The meaning is different, and the intention is naturally not the same.

Perhaps because of their long history, these humble bridges have been endowed with some legend and romance.

Bridges are not romantic, romantic is nothing more than people.

For Chen Ke, the covered bridge is more of a childhood memory, and it is diluted by the years, but it seems to be more intense hometown talent.

This kind of talent, when people are getting old, is highlighted, making you think about it day and night, and you can't let go of it for a long time.

It's like the author's grandmother, always in her twilight years, never forgets the kind of delicacy called "chicken cake" that she often ate when she lived in her hometown Lanxi as a child.

At that time, the author never understood why he was so concerned about this crude food in his childhood when there were cake shops all over the street, Western and Chinese, which were all available and absolutely varied.

I didn't understand it at the time because I was too young.

Maybe what I remember is not only the delicious taste that lingers between my tongue and teeth, but also a certain nostalgia for nostalgia that is unforgettable.

As the author gets older, he seems to have gradually understood his grandmother's persistence.

It's a pity that when people get old, they will find that they will naturally become stubborn, just like a stubborn child who does not accept all the temptations in front of him, but just disdains all the delicacies of the moment.

No matter how three-star or four-star Michlin you are, it is not as delicious as the greasy pot stove and dusty woman hidden in the streets and alleys of your hometown.

Don't you notice that the traditional snack is becoming more and more fashionable in the big cities now, and it is said that the more humble and authentic it is, if you become extremely high, maybe the gourmets will be discouraged, shake their heads and sigh and say, "Oh, this is not authentic."

The author is far away. Back to the book.

Although the weather was a little cold, it was a good day in late autumn and early winter, so Chen Ke invited Yuan Mei to come to the covered bridge area in the suburbs of the city.

Because the weather is steep and cold, last night there was a whistling northwest wind all night, this morning I felt particularly cold and whiny, as soon as I got out of the quilt, I felt the chill that invaded the bones, it can be seen that the north wind was very tight overnight.

However, the solar term has indeed come to the time when it should be cold, and the weather forecast for the evening has long been unknown and reported several snowstorms in the north. Nanfang was still wearing autumn clothes yesterday, and today I suddenly feel that I have to change into cotton clothes.

When Yuan Mei got up this morning, she wanted to regret it, what kind of wilderness did she go to on this cold day, what does it mean?

Regarding the covered bridge mentioned by Chen Ke, as an authentic local, how could Yuan Mei not know?

It is said that in the early years, there were some villages in the vicinity, but after the earthquake in the Year of the Monkey, there was a landslide and the villagers moved away one after another, and it gradually became barren.

Near this covered bridge, there is no scenery near or far, just a lonely bridge left on the river, standing there like a soldier holding his position, witnessing the past and the present.

People are just strange that the earthquake didn't collapse the bridge, which is a miracle, which shows that there is some aura in everything in it. I don't know who built this covered bridge back then, but it may have been blessed by the heroic soul to keep it alive and well.

Although Yuan Mei knew about this bridge, she had never been there, because it was too desolate and there was really no need to go. However, Chen Ke mentioned the bridge.

His demented look, as if something had been holding him back, made him miss it and toss and turn to this day. The so-called adult beauty is a supreme virtue.

Yuan Mei definitely had this kind of thought, and finally didn't make the phone call that refused.

Chen Ke really ran to her early in the morning, and when he opened the door and saw him, he also changed into a winter coat, a thick tweed coat, with a gray scarf wrapped around it, and a peaked cap on his head, which made him look a lot younger.

Judging from the back, the waist pole is straight, and it really can't be seen that it is an old man sixty miles away. He was still carrying a bag in his hand, and he didn't know what it contained.

Yuan Mei's eyes were straight at that time, and she couldn't help but praise: Ho, Section Chief Chen, it seems to be a different person today.

Chen Ke smiled, took off his hat when he entered the house, and said, "It's cold outside, you need to wear more clothes."

Yuan Mei was a little disgusted, and said: Yes, the north wind last night, I was still thinking in the morning, should I go on this cold day?

Chen Ke entered the door and untied his scarf and said, "Aren't you all right?" You don't want to go?

Yuan Mei saw his excited appearance, so she naturally didn't like to spoil his interest, so she said: Oh, this is not true.

Chen Ke looked at her and said: Let's go, get dressed, let's go. Winter has the taste of winter, and you will know it when you go. Don't rub it off, it's a bit of a distance.

Yuan Mei entered the bedroom, took out her cotton clothes, put them on, and only heard Chen Ke say outside: Wear more, be careful of catching a cold, remember to wear a hat, gloves or something.

Yuan Mei walked out neatly dressed and said with a smile: It was a night of north wind, where did it freeze like this?

Chen Ke saw that he was really dressed tightly, so he put his heart down and said: It is empty there, and it will be colder than in the city.

Yuan Mei deliberately said a little angrily: Isn't this just blowing the wind? I don't stay in the warm chess and card room, but I just ran there to blow the northwest wind, and I think it's just the two of us.

Chen Ke also smiled and said: I didn't expect the north wind to blow suddenly last night, hasn't it been a little spring this week? The weather was fine though.

Yuan Mei glanced at the bag he was carrying, and was already a little curious, so she couldn't help but ask: What are you holding?

Chen Ke looked at the bag and said with a smile: Oh, it's nothing, just bring a little.

Yuan Mei said: Yo, do you still bring food? I didn't expect you to be quite that-

Chen Ke looked at her and asked: What's that?

Yuan Mei was embarrassed to say, and looked at him with a smirk.

Chen Ke didn't understand what she meant by smirking all the time, so he continued to ask: What's that?

Yuan Mei was originally a person with a straightforward temperament, a hot temper, and a flamboyant personality when she was young, she couldn't let go of anything in her stomach, and she had to make it clear if she had something.

He couldn't help but ask twice, so he giggled and said: You are an old man, I didn't expect it to be quite romantic.

Chen Ke also smiled and said: Isn't it good to be romantic? Who says you can't be romantic when you're old?

Yuan Mei stretched out her hand and pushed him meaninglessly, saying: Look at you, old thing, still romantic ghost? Being laughed at by people for your old indecency.

Chen Ke shook for a moment, stood up and said: Actually, it's nothing, there is no store there, I'll bring some, I'm afraid that you will be hungry in case you are hungry.

He said quietly, and Yuan Mei's heart was infinitely full of spring......

The covered bridge is really windier-