Chapter 382: Us (14)

"You mysteriously called me here early in the morning, didn't you do it to go shopping?" Nian looked at the large shopping mall across the street with some depression, where there were mostly young people. After hearing that Jiang Qiao asked her to go shopping in the morning, the memorial was so itchy that the clothes I saw on the Taobao flagship store a few days ago could be tried in the mall, so after class, I immediately took a taxi and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, the shopping that Jiang Qiao was referring to was not shopping malls, but the antique commercial street opposite the mall: three lanes and seven lanes. These three lanes and seven lanes have been formed since the Jin Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, and have always been the gathering place of nobles and scholars, and in the Ming and Qing dynasties to the Republic of China period, they have gone to glory, and they are one of the few ancient architectural relics in the country. Lin Zexu, Shen Baozhen, Yan Fu, Chen Baochen, Lin Juemin, Lin Xu, Bingxin, Lin Shu and a large number of other figures who had an important impact on the society at that time lived here.

Of course, although the current three lanes and seven lanes have undergone some later repairs, they still maintain the original flavor of lush ancient trees, white walls and green tiles, and water pavilion stage to the greatest extent. Walking in it, a stale atmosphere that has been precipitated for a long time comes to the face, which is the reason why many people like to stroll through it, and it is also the reason why the commemorative memory is so resistant.

Such an ancient building is most suitable for those spirits from the other world, and even the scorching sun cannot shine into the dark corners densely stacked with all kinds of weak spirits.

"What the hell are we doing here?"

As soon as she stepped on the bluestone road, Remembrance felt that there were countless pairs of eyes peeping at her from all directions, which made her tormented like a thorn in her back.

"I heard that there is a famous shop here, so let's try it together." Jiang Qiao said.

"Huh? It's just eating, we can't go somewhere else, it's really uncomfortable for me here! Remembrance frowned, looking around a little panickedly.

"Let's take a look at the door, shall we?" Jiang Qiao touched Remembrance's head distressedly and said comfortingly.

"Okay." Since Jiang Qiao said so, Remembrance had to reluctantly agree.

The two of them walked briskly through the main road full of shops to an alley, which was noticeably less crowded than the bustling crowd on the main road, but before they could go far, they saw a queue in the alley.

At this time, the sense of pressure of being peeed at on Nian Nian's body was much less, and her mood suddenly became much lighter. Commemorative Nian raised his head and looked back and forth, and sighed: "Oh my God, this line can't see the end, why are so many people queuing up in this store!" ”

"How much better is your face? Are you alright? Jiang Qiao nodded, she turned her head and found that Nian Nian's face was not as pale as before.

"Uh-huh, is this what you're talking about?" As he spoke, he consciously stood at the tail of the line: "There are so many people in this shop, it must be delicious, you smell this fragrance!" ”

Jiang Qiao looked at Memorial Nian with some amusement, she looked like she couldn't be beaten to death just now, she pulled Memorial Nian and walked forward, and said, "Our main purpose is not to eat. ”

"Ahh I don't want to eat it. Remembrance regretfully sniffed the smell of meat in the air.

"Red Crisp Hand, it's really called that!" Jiang Qiao looked up at the antique plaque under the cornice, on which the words 'red crisp hands' were written vigorously.

"Red crisp hands? How is this term so familiar? Nian muttered to himself with some confusion.

"Of course, it's familiar, red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, red crisp hands, yellow silk wine, and the willows on the spring palace walls of the city. The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin. A melancholy, a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Jiang Qiao chanted softly.

As soon as Nian Nian heard Jiang Qiao press the beginning, he immediately realized that he was surprised: "Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"? ”

Jiang Qiao nodded: "Yes, the name of this store's signature dish braised pork trotters is taken from the first sentence in "Hairpin Phoenix", red crispy hands!" ”

"Poof, hahaha, I'm laughing to death, if Lu You knew that the love poem he made to his wife was used as the name of the dish, or the name of the pig's trotters, hahaha, did you say that he would be so angry that he would come back and settle accounts with this shop!" Nian Nian finally couldn't help it, holding his stomach and laughing.

Jiang Qiao was infected by her emotions, and also laughed: "If it's true, then what kind of sin did Lu You do, and he hasn't been reincarnated for hundreds of years now, haha." ”

"Do you really think that this "Hairpin Phoenix" is a love poem written by Lu You to his wife?"

Jiang Qiao and Memorial turned their heads in surprise, and at some point, a gray-haired grandmother stood behind them. The old woman looked very old, her face was wrinkled, and she stood there with her back bent and trembling on crutches. Although the old grandmother is small, she has a majestic aura, which makes people can't help but listen to her lecture humbly.

"Huh? Isn't that what textbooks teach? Facing this imposing old woman, Nian couldn't help but have some stage fright, she unconsciously took a few steps back and hid behind Jiang Qiao.

"Hehe, everyone knows this, this is a poem written by Lu You and his wife Tang Wan after they were forced to separate, under a chance encounter, to express their lovesickness. It's a very touching piece. Jiang Qiao said loudly.

"Hmph, what a love poem for his wife, this is just a man's love for the new and hating the old, and covering up his unsympathetic rhetoric, which sounds good, a sorrowful, a few years away, hehe, what an affectionate paragraph, turn your head and hug left and right." The old woman said at the end, and the crutches struck hard, and the bluestone pavement made a crisp clicking sound.

"This mother-in-law, you... Do you have an opinion on a man, or do you have an opinion on Lu You? Remembrance asked timidly, she was still young, and her fantasy of love was still as dreamy and sweet as a colorful marshmallow, where had she ever seen such a battle.

"Hmph, men in the world are generally dark... The old grandmother pursed her mouth, took Jiang Qiao's hand, and rubbed it gently: "Grandma, don't believe it, take care of your body, it's not worth being angry and bad for your father." ”

The old grandmother suddenly lost her aura, seamlessly connected to this delicate appearance like a six-year-old child, Jiang Qiao and Nian were even more stunned, Jiang Qiao even forgot to pull out her hand, and just let the old grandmother hold it in her hand.

"Grandma, why did you get here?"

Just as the two looked at each other, suddenly a clear voice broke the embarrassment of the two, and when they turned their heads, it turned out to be a big boy in his twenties running out of the red crisp shop, with a beautiful and sunny face, and a green apron in the style of a waiter. He ran over in a panic, grabbed the old grandmother's arm, and kept apologizing:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my grandmother has Alzheimer's, I'm really sorry to disturb you!"