The three of them discussed Haidilao.

After putting away the luggage and coming out of the hotel that was fixed, Xia Suyuan and Wu Qianning parted ways.

"Where is he waiting for you?" Xia Suyuan was still a little uneasy on the platform.

"They school. School gates. ”

"Then you go, I'll go around with Guo Peichen, and we'll contact you in the evening."

The two accompanied Wu Qianning until the bus came and watched the girl get on the bus.

The house where Guo Peichen lives is not far from here. He took Xia Suyuan to find a parking space to park the car, and then took Xia Suyuan out of the district and onto the street.

So the two of them began to wander aimlessly down the street.

"Are you sure you're just going around today?" Guo Peichen asked the girl sideways.

"Hmm." Xia Suyuan said, "When I get acquainted with this city, I will go to other places." ”

This is her habit every time she goes to a city.

Go to the city first, and preferably be able to find all the hidden corners of the city. Know the living conditions here, understand the rhythm of life in the city, blend in, and then go to see the so-called must-see scenery of tourism.

Xia Gantang was the same when he brought her out before.

He likes to find places that are full of human fireworks. Try to find the city's best wonton shops and find a barber shop hidden on the corner.

Old man with gray hair, short haired lady with scissors. The middle of the door is hollowed out, and a row of curtains hangs from the door.

When Xia Gantang led her through those doors, the iron doors were always open. I could vaguely see a vague figure in the curtain.

Billed sparrows squeaked and swords in the trees in the yard

The old man carrying a stick full of sugar gourds scurried back and forth in the streets.

"My dad was very fond of bringing me to this kind of place. The alleys of the city, a road to the end. Photograph something very common, such as a store manager shopping for something, a couple arguing, or a child walking alone on the road with a bag on his back. He's got a pyrotechnic thing. ”

Xia Suyuan thought for a while: "My mother doesn't like these very much. ”

"I haven't listened to your dad too much."

They came to this alley by accident. Just turned around at random, not a famous street.

Every few flower beds in the alley are planted with a French plane tree. The leaves have already fallen off this season. Because the sun has come out, the snow on the branches is gradually beginning to melt.

Wherever the two walked, snow often fell.

The courtyards on both sides were half-open, and the grandfathers sat in the house, and a bunch of people gathered around a stove.

Smoke wafted out of the chimney in the house.

"My father, he died very young."

"When I was ten years old."

"I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about."

That was already a very early time.

As early as Xia Suyuan, she felt that she would forget him.

However, after so many years, the memories of when he used to exist have become clearer and clearer.

Her: "So since then, everywhere I go, I always like to go street by street, alley, vendor pushing carts, or bus driver. I always felt like he was hiding in the middle of it, and there was one I could always see him again in a sea of people. ”

This is Xia Gantang's deepest memory left to Xia Suyuan.