Chapter 15: Hey! Happy New Year's Day!

"There's a little girl who just knows how to do the math, the kind that can only be counted by breaking her fingers." As soon as he sat down for breakfast, Martin began to tell Yanni the story: "One day, the little girl's mother bought a popsicle for the little girl, and the little girl took the popsicle and ate it, and then you walked by. Martin looked at Yanny evilly.

"What else is there for me here? Heroine not? You continue to perform. Yanni took a bite of the steamed bun with a piece of tofu.

"You just ask the little girl, little sister, what is two plus three?" Martin suppressed his voice and pretended to be a girl's voice: "The child broke his fingers for a long time and stretched out a hand and said, five." ”

"And then?" Yanni drank porridge, ate steamed buns, and listened to the story, which was so beautiful.

"Then you praised your little sister, and then asked, little sister, what is five plus five?" Martin paused: "The little sister held out a hand, and then another hand, and then the little sister cried." ”

"Why?" Yanni didn't react for a moment.

"Because the popsicle fell to the ground. Hahahaha," Martin himself laughed first.

"Why do I owe it so much?" Yanni smiled too.

This kind of comfortable day is like flying, and it is New Year's Day in a blink of an eye. The New Year's Day holiday is relatively short, Martin wants to go back to accompany his grandfather, Tian Tian was asked by Gao Tian to go out to play, Yu Danqing made an appointment with the handsome senior to go to Tianjin to play, and Su Lihua went to a relative's house in Beijing with the statement.

Yanni thought about it carefully, and the only one who could accompany her on New Year's Day was Qian Dongdong.

Yanni made an appointment with Qian Dongdong a day in advance, and even thought about where to go.

On the afternoon of the 1st, I went to the Old Summer Palace. The mutilated and beautiful Old Summer Palace was also a royal garden given to him by Kangxi when Yongzheng Ye was still a prince. Qian Dongdong has a characteristic that she likes to add a lord to the emperor she admires before the year name to express her love for these lords. This can't help but remind Yanni of Shiyi Lang, her affectionate name for Zhang Yu is "my master".

Qian Dongdong reported that when the Old Summer Palace was burned, the Eight-Nation Company Army only burned the official houses outside the garden at first, but the banner people and bandits looted it inside, and later the Eight-Nation Alliance Army entered the garden. Yanni admires Qian Dongdong very much, and can always tell something other than history.

The Old Summer Palace is full of broken walls, Qian Dongdong said: "Don't just look at the scenery in front of you, you have to make up for it yourself." She took Yanni's hand: "You close your eyes, I'll tell you what you imagine."

"The place where you stand, is a big water method, there used to be a large lion head spraying water, forming a seven-layer water curtain, the front and bottom is a fountain, there is a copper sika deer in the center of the pool spraying water, spewing out eight streams of water from the deer's mouth, there are ten copper dogs on both sides, spewing water from the mouth, shooting directly at the deer's body, splashing layers of waves, there is an interesting name called 'hound chasing deer'" Qian Dongdong's head is like a book.

"Alas!" Yanni opened her eyes: "How I wish that as soon as I open my eyes, all this will be restored as you said!" Yanni sighed at the beauty of the Old Summer Palace in the past, and felt sorry for all this in front of her.

"In fact, there is beauty in imperfections, such as Venus. For example, our Old Summer Palace. Qian Dongdong is like a tour guide: "This place can also be used as a demonstration garden for patriotic education." ”

Yanni nodded and followed Qian Dongdong to move forward.

"I don't remember where I saw a picture called "Yongzheng December Joy Map," Qian Dongdong said as he walked, as if talking to himself and as if he was explaining to Yanni: "It is said that it was painted by Lang Shining, and it depicts the scenes of Yongzhengye's daily life in the Old Summer Palace." ”

Qian Dongdong took a sip of water and moistened his throat: "There are lantern viewing in the New Year, walking in February, peach appreciation in March, flowing in April, and boat racing in May...... Yongzheng Ye is really good at playing. "Dongdong is full of envy.

Yanni and Qian Dongdong walked side by side, feeling that their brains were not enough at all, what Dongdong said was so interesting!

On the afternoon of the 2nd, I went to the Eight Places. Qian Dongdong said that there are eight monasteries in eight places. The 2nd is exactly the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and you can go to see the grand scene of incense.

Sure enough, on the way to the eight places, there are already a lot of tourists, three or five in groups, some people hold incense in their hands, to the entrance, you can vaguely see three knocks and nine worship people.

"These are devout Buddhists, and the so-called five-body throwing to the ground is what they are now." Dongdong is still dutifully acting as Yanni's tour guide.

"Now there are only seven monasteries open to tourists, let's go!" Qian Dongdong greeted Yanni and walked forward.

The road is lined with trees, and you can no longer see the trees in winter, but you can still imagine the lush greenery in summer.

Walking forward with the flow of people, Yanni saw that there was a temple where the incense was particularly prosperous, and asked Qian Dongdong in puzzlement: "Why are there so many people here, you see, there are people kneeling down on the steps." ”

"This is Lingguang Temple, and people generally come to this temple to burn incense, because according to legend, it enshrines the spiritual tooth relics of Shakyamuni." Qian Dongdong looked at the people kneeling on the steps: "These are devout Buddhists, and they will bow down every step." ”

Yanni didn't know anything about Buddhism, and when she heard what Dongdong said, her heart was full of curiosity.

They climbed the stairs and bypassed the pious people and entered the temple.

Yanni asked for advice on what to pay attention to when spending the winter and incense. Dongdong said that sincerity is enough to uphold the principle of "do no evil, and all good should be pursued".

Incense. A few other temples went around again, and it was not early.

On the way back, Yanni couldn't help but be very curious.

"Dongdong, how do you know so much?"

"Accumulation." Dongdong wrapped two fingers around the two pigtails: "I led the group when I was in high school, but I didn't bring it alone, I walked with the old guide." ”

"Looking for an internship at a travel agency on your own?" Yanni has a lot of questions.

"My relatives opened a travel agency, and I begged people with a dead face, and they agreed to let me intern with the group." Dongdong looked particularly obsessed: "The tour guide's stomach is a grocery store, and he knows everything." Especially those old tour guides who have been with the group for many years, they know too much. Dongdong swallowed his saliva, looking like he was slandered to death.

"I feel like you're a grocery store, you know too much." Yanni clearly showed a look of adoration.

"What am I doing, they really have the goods." Dongdong continued: "And I myself really like these stories. So as long as they talk about it, I can basically write it down, and if I can't remember it, I go to the book store and bring a book to write it down. Dongdong seemed to remember something: "Wait for the next time I bring my notes to school for you to see, this time I forgot to bring them, they are all at home." ”

Yanni really admires these people who have perseverance, for the sake of what they like, they can work hard and tired, and persevere to repeat a thing. Never boring.

Yanni suddenly thought of Martin, of the thread groove on Martin's fingers.