"Flower Street?"

Hearing the man's words, the topic of the surrounding neighbors was suddenly pulled to the flower street, after all, for them, the flower street is mysterious and beautiful, longing for and unreachable.

"It wouldn't be surprising if it was Flower Street"

"Sister Chen, did you hear what he said, it's Huajie"

"Isn't Flower Street that the kind of place to be?"

"No, Flower Street must be full of beautiful girls, singing and dancing in beautiful clothes every day"

"How beautiful are their clothes? Is there the kind of daughter-in-law of the king of the street entrance, that kind of fluttering clothes?"

"What's so light, that's called silk yarn, I heard her mention it, that cloth is so expensive, you can't buy that one for a whole year's income"

The women gathered together excitedly and mysteriously to talk about the place that they had nothing to do with them, these housewives used to only dare to think quietly in their hearts when there was no one around, and at this time, there were so many people sitting around, and someone happened to get up this head, so they said those thoughts that they had been thinking about for a long time.

Looking at a group of girls and daughters-in-law sitting around and whispering and laughing, the children next to them showed curious looks, and the younger children ran over and grabbed a woman's sleeve and shook it.

"A-Niang, what is Flower Street?"

"Go, go, play, the children want to know everything else"

The child was slapped on the back of the head by his mother, and sat unhappily to the side and scratched the ground with his fingers, and continued to listen to them.

"Tsk... Tut... Flower Street."

At this time, several old people on the other side talked about Flower Street, and they each spoke a different language.

"I think back then, I still had some money in my hand, and I also went to Flower Street"

An old man with gray hair knocked the cigarette pouch in his hand on the edge of the well, squinting his eyes, as if recalling his most glorious moments in the past.

"At that time, the flower street was really lively, those flower girls, where are these people comparable"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and quietly pointed in the direction where the women had gathered, but he was still noticed.

"Old Li Tou, what are you talking about?"

A middle-aged woman in her forties stood up in the crowd, the woman lifted the hem of her skirt and crossed her waist, staring, and at first glance it was not a character to provoke.

"Tell me about our old sisters, which one is worse than the little girls on Flower Street? Those little girls can cook for your ondol baby? ”

The old Li Tou shrunk his neck, sat back and moved a few steps, the woman opposite was obviously a well-known pimpler on the street, and when she opened her mouth, no one around dared to answer.

Lao Li Tou was said a few words, and seemed to feel that he couldn't hold his face by being said like this, so he shrank behind and muttered in a low voice, "Don't fight with women"

"Auntie, don't scare him, this old man can't help but be scared"

The man who watched the play for a long time on the side said, "Wait for the Ming to accompany the owner and help you take a good look at that street."

"Uncle, are you going to Flower Street?"

The child who was picking at the ground on the side raised his head and asked excitedly after hearing the man's words, "Can you bring me something fun?" ”

When the other children heard the fun, they all dropped the stones and sticks in their hands and ran over, "Fun? I want it too, I want it too."

"Ahem, what's so fun in a place like Flower Street?"

Lao Li Tou coughed, although he had just been yelled at, he could finally find some prestige on the children's side.

"I don't believe it! If it's not fun, how can it be like this? ”

As the child's finger pointed, everyone noticed that the light on the flower street had changed color.