Chapter 70: The County Seat
Fu Tingyun went to open the door, and was a little surprised to see that it was Zhao Ling.
Zhao Ling smiled: "I knocked on the door this time." ”
Fu Tingyun's eyes widened.
He, he actually spoke to her in such a frivolous tone...... It made her feel a little flustered.
Zhao Ling ignored her shock, walked past her, and entered the house by himself.
Fu Tingyun went into the house and made tea in a panic.
Zhao Ling looked casual and leisurely, took a sip of tea, and said, "What are you doing?" He glanced at the needle and thread that had been thrown on the kang.
"Oh!" Fu Tingyun was a little embarrassed and put the needle and thread into the small rattan basket next to him, "I'm idle, just embroider a few stitches." ”
Zhao Ling had already seen that it was a grape-purple handkerchief, embroidered with garcinia yellow silk thread, and the pattern looked a little familiar.
He thought for a moment and said softly, "Do you want to go shopping on the street?" ”
Fu Tingyun's eyes lit up, and then darkened again: "I'd better stay in the inn......"
You guessed it!
Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile became more and more gentle.
"It's fine." He said softly, "All ethnic groups here live together, each with its own customs, and it is not as particular as Guanzhong. ”
Is it?
Fu Tingyun thought of the woman she saw on the street that day...... Although the costumes are very strange, the head and face are tightly wrapped and the manners are dignified, and they are obviously well-behaved women, which shows that there is really something going on.
She couldn't help but feel moved, but when she thought of Zheng San's words, she was a little hesitant.
Zhao Ling saw it clearly and encouraged her: "Yongjing is the only place in Guanzhong to Jiayu Pass, in addition to the Great Cannibals and Huihui, there are also Uighurs......
It was the first time Fu Tingyun had heard of it, and he wondered: "Who are the Uighurs?" Isn't it a return? ”
"They are very similar to Hui Hui," Zhao Ling said with a smile. However, the Hui wore small white round hats, and the Uighurs wore small square flower hats. Then there are some different living customs. It's not clear what the difference is for a while. I'll show you when the time comes. ”
Fu Tingyun was already a little lively, where could he withstand Zhao Ling's temptation/confusion, thinking that when the time came, he would just cover his head so that others would not see his face clearly. I can't help but feel a little moved.
Zhao Ling was very good at observing faces, and immediately added fire: "Let's just go out and see if we can buy some good tea." When it came to Zhangye, the tea was sold preciously. ”
Then going out on the street becomes a serious business.
Fu Tingyun happily agreed, wrapped his head in a handkerchief, and went to the street with Zhao Ling.
Yongjing County is not big. But very lively. At this time, it was almost noon, and the winter sun was shining warmly on people. The caravan in a hurry has already left the city, and those who stay are either the caravans that are resting here, or the businessmen who have only done business in Yongjing and have no intention of leaving the customs, and the whole city is a little leisurely in the hustle and bustle. Bread-sellers. Selling haggis, selling melons...... From time to time, people gathered around to buy and sell, and women in sarongs or headscarves rushed past the crowd.
Fu Tingyun followed behind Zhao Ling, looking around dizzily. I think it's all very interesting.
Zhao Ling's eyes glanced at the people behind him, and saw those big black eyes spinning around. His eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.
Fu Tingyun suddenly pulled Zhao Ling's sleeve: "Look." You see! ”
Zhao Ling followed her gaze.
Two blond, blue-eyed men were standing on the side of the street talking something. They wore moon-white robes, made exaggerated movements, and occasionally laughed out loud.
"Look at them, look at their hands." Fu Tingyun said in a low voice, his tone a little shy.
Zhao Ling was puzzled.
Fu Tingyun bit his lip: "Their hair, yes, is golden." ”
That's it!
Zhao Ling smiled, feeling that she was childish, and asked her, "Are you afraid?" ”
Fu Tingyun nodded, thought about it, and shook his head again: "I just think it's weird." ”
"It's fine!" Zhao Ling comforted her, "It's good to get used to it." But I breathed a long sigh in my heart.
The Han people mostly looked down on Hu Shang, thinking that they were outsiders, mercenary, cunning and treacherous, lowly and vulgar, and regarded everything about them as crooked and heretical, even if they made money doing business with them, they looked down on them very much in their hearts. However, whether it is Yongdeng, the location of the Zhuang Langwei Station, or Zhangye, the location of the Gansu General Military Mansion, they are all important places leading to the outside of the Guan, Hu merchants gathered, and Fu Tingyun was born in a famous family, and he was always worried that she would not be able to adapt to this kind of life.
Seeing her from the beginning to the end, she just thought it was novel and interesting, and there was no trace of contempt...... She should be able to adapt to Zhuang Langwei's life!
There was a tenderness that gently overflowed Zhao Ling's heart, making his heart full of joy.
He led her to a stop in front of a colourful, golden-lit shop.
"Shopkeeper," Zhao Ling shouted with a smile as he looked at the man wearing a small white round hat in the shop and enthusiastically recommending tapestries to a few Han people in leather jackets, "Take the headscarves you sell here!" ”
The people in the shop came by prestige.
The leader was a man in his thirties, of medium height, wearing a royal blue lake silk leather jacket, with a stocky figure, a calm expression, two beautiful mustaches, a pair of eyes blazing, and a bit of ability in his majesty. The men behind him were over fifty years old, and the younger ones were no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were either wearing silk jackets or lake silk jackets, and their eyebrows were shrewd.
Ever since he met the Sixteenth Master, Fu Tingyun has been wary of this kind of stranger who is not an ordinary person at first glance, and he can't help but shout softly "Ninth Master".
Zhao Ling turned around and said softly, "What's wrong?" ”
Before Fu Tingyun could speak, the man in the small white round hat who looked like the shopkeeper had already responded with "Okay, okay" in broken Chinese.
Zhao Ling ignored the shopkeeper and looked at Fu Tingyun quietly, his eyes were as soft as spring, patiently waiting for her to speak.
Such Zhao Ling made Fu Tingyun feel uncomfortable like sitting on pins and needles, and hurriedly whispered: "Let's go!" His eyes snapped at the mustache.
Zhao Ling understood: "I know." We don't talk to them, we buy things and leave. ”
His voice was as low as hers, as if he was whispering, which made her mind slightly confused, and she couldn't help but blush her cheeks.
The shopkeeper had already taken a large bunch of headbands out: "Guest officer." What do you want? ”
Zhao Ling's eyes were blazing, and at a glance, he saw that the patterns embroidered with gold thread on the two black headscarves were very similar to those embroidered by Fu Tingyun, and he pointed to the two headscarves: "I want these two!" "The price was not mentioned.
Seeing that the transaction was so smooth, the shopkeeper smiled, accepted the silver, and carefully wrapped it in a piece of cloth and handed it to Zhao Ling.
Zhao Ling took the headscarf and nodded towards Fu Tingyun. Turn around and go.
Fu Tingyun put his mind at ease and followed closely behind Zhao Ling.
After turning the corner, Zhao Ling handed the headscarf to Fu Tingyun.
Fu Tingyun was stunned.
"I saw you staring at someone else yesterday, and today you embroidered this pattern," he laughs. "I happened to come across a shop that sells these...... I think you might like it. He seemed to look at Fu Tingyun generously, but his ears were already red.
"Ahh Fu Tingyun looked at Zhao Ling blankly, not knowing what to do.
Take it? It's something to wear, something that's close to you, and it's different between men and women. How embarrassing...... Don't charge? People are generous. said it very clearly, but it was because her eyes were hot, and she happened to run into a shop selling headscarves...... To accept or not to accept, if you think about it carefully, you will have a decision, but why is it strange in your heart?
She's grinding.
In the winter, Zhao Ling looked at her. The palms of their hands were about to sweat, and they only felt that the people coming and going around them seemed to be watching them.
"Take it!" His smile began to be a little forced. Thinking of the person who had just bought a tapestry in the shop, he was clever. "I wanted to take you to buy some blankets - I ran into those people, and it looked like I had to find another one." He also felt that his words were full of loopholes, and explained, "Zhangye, it is very cold in winter, and they like to spread blankets on the kang, which are woven with wool, which are soft and warm......"
I have too much heart!
Fu Tingyun was immediately relieved and took the headscarf, but for some reason, he still felt a little shy. She whispered "thank you" to him, and then thought that it was because of her opposition that Zhao Ling didn't buy the blanket, and smiled embarrassedly at him.
Zhao Ling's tense heartstrings were loosened at this time, and he was immediately shocked to feel that his vest was full of sweat.
But he was used to being quiet, not to mention that he was trying his best to hide his nervousness at this time, and there was naturally nothing unusual in his expression, and he talked to Fu Tingyun with a smile: "What kind of blanket do you like?" When the time comes, we'll pick a bed by ourselves, what do you think? ”
One bed per person?
Fu Tingyun's mind suddenly came to mind the scene of two identical blankets in the room of the two......
How embarrassing that is!
Her face was hot.
When she looked up, Zhao Ling had already entered a shop, pointed to a royal blue blanket with moon-white lotus flowers and red pomegranate flowers hanging on the wall, and asked her, "What do you think of this?" ”
"Oh!" Fu Tingyun was a little uneasy.
Do you want to tell him that it is better to choose each one?
Zhao Ling saw her hesitant look, thinking of the thing that had just given her a headscarf.
If it weren't for his quick knife to cut through the mess, they would just be standing on the street at this time and letting people look at them.
The thought flashed through him, and he felt as if his vest was sweating again.
Zhao Ling immediately asked her decisively: "Is this blanket good?" I think when it's cold, the bright blankets in the room make people feel refreshed! ”
Truly.
Fu Tingyun nodded.
Zhao Ling instructed the shopkeeper: "Wrap this blanket." Then he pointed to a turmeric blanket next to him, "I want this too!" ”
Fu Tingyun was speechless for a long time.
It turns out that what he said about one person and one bed is one person picking a bed!
How could she have thought of going up there?
Fu Tingyun's face was like a red cloth.
Zhao Ling asked her with some concern: "Are you tired of walking?" As he spoke, he asked the shopkeeper for a stool, "You sit down and rest first, and I will call a car to go back to the inn with you." ”
Yongjing County's palm-sized place, what is the car called, when they saw it, they were afraid that they would laugh off their big teeth.
Fu Tingyun hurriedly said: "No, no, it's just that I wear too much, and the sun is shining, and it's a little hot." ”
A hint of suspicion flashed in Zhao Ling's eyes, obviously not believing her words.
"Didn't you say we were going to buy some tea and go back?" Fu Tingyun had no choice but to say, "It's almost noon, let's buy tea and go back!" ”
"It's good!" Zhao Ling no longer insisted, and said with a smile, "You've been gone for most of the day, and you should be hungry." ”
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Today is the evening unit organization study, only this one is more ......~~~~(>_
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