"How are we?" was the same smile again, and Ling Lang felt that his head was big.

"Go shopping. After hearing this proposal, Ling Lang felt that his head was bigger. Growing so big, if you think about it, most of him has been walking around the polders in the town. If you go to Yudu County and Panzhou City, you can bend your head with a single palm.

"That's not good, Elder Tian didn't say that he could stay that long. ”

"Elder Tian didn't say how long he might stay?"

"Ah......" Ling Lang felt that as soon as he chatted with girls, he was still reading and teaching, and he was gone.

Seeing that Ling Lang was speechless, Yuan Yuan smiled again.

"Don't worry, Elder Tian has explained, let me take you around this city, just so I don't have to report, take the opportunity to relax. ”

Ling Lang touched his sore feet, this can also be called relaxation?

But Ling Lang decided not to resist, after all, others had been "wandering" with him for a day, and now it was rare for people to be interested, so he couldn't agree to say it. Besides, he didn't have anything to do when he looked back at Longju, he didn't even have a friend to talk to, although the three elders were quite good to him, but he always felt that "under the fence", in addition to practicing or practicing, this was not what he liked.

"So where are we going?"

"Of course it's a pedestrian street, how can you not go to the pedestrian street when you come to Huacheng, go ......" When he said this, Ling Lang felt that Yuan Yuan was less reserved than everyone's ladies, and more naughty as a young girl.

Oh, wearing a skirt, bouncing on this road should be fine. However, looking at the girl in front of him with his hands together behind his back, Ling Lang suddenly felt that Yuan Yuan was still too tall.

Yuan Yuan turned his head and saw that he was still and urged.

"What are you thinking?

"Oh...... Walk ......"

still didn't choose to "fight" with the crowd again, maybe Yuan Yuan felt that kind of experience, Ling Lang had tried. And it's almost the rush hour after work, so I don't want to squeeze the canned sardines, which affects the mood.

So the two took a taxi smoothly and arrived at Xiguan Pedestrian Street.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw an arched fountain road at the entrance of the street, and many people passed through it in the middle, smiling. There are also red lanterns hanging on the two rows of yellow cypress trees along the street, which looks like singing and dancing.

Although it is not yet night, there are already many pedestrians on the street, and Yuan Yuan said that today is Sunday, and after 7 o'clock, there will be more people.

But Yuan Yuan didn't directly pull Ling Lang and walked towards the street, but walked along the left side of the street for a while. According to Yuan Yuan, after shopping all afternoon, and not eating well at noon, before shopping, of course, you have to treat your stomach first.

The street lights are lit up one after another. The two of them are like two fish on the street, swimming between pedestrians. Then I turned around and came to the front of a restaurant.

There is no conspicuous signboard in this shop, the dim light and the green grass fence in front of the door are quite delicately designed, but the small sun flag lantern makes Ling Lang feel very "dazzling".

Ling Lang frowned, but didn't say anything, although he didn't like this style of things very much in his heart, he was not the kind of person who always wanted to impose his preferences on others.

The space inside the store is not large, there are only eight tables, which are neatly arranged. Black as the keynote, soft yellow lighting, with soft music, only one table of people for the time being, the atmosphere is quite good.

The two of them found a place to sit down. Yuan Yuan was smart and seemed to know what Ling Lang was thinking right away.

"Do you want to ask me, the dragon soul has always claimed to be the guardian of Huaxia, why do you still come to eat at this kind of Rizhao Chinese restaurant?, right?" Ling Lang looked up at her and didn't speak.

"Elder Tian has said that everyone must learn to learn from the strengths of others, and not to be too conformist in everything. Among them, the rigor and seriousness of the Rizhao people, as well as the inheritance and development of some traditional things, are still worth learning. But Ling Lang didn't believe this sentence, for an old man who had lived on the mountains for many years, wore a Taoist robe, and thought about what the Tao was day and night, saying some ambiguous words, probably, nothing more, maybe just to let the young people in the dragon soul not look so at a loss when facing the impact of new things.

The waiter who received the two, speaking his native Chinese, looked like he was twenty years old, and should have worked part-time during the winter vacation. This made Ling Lang feel better, because he didn't want Yuan Yuan on the other side to squeak and say that extremely strange tone.

The dishes on the table are exquisite, and a white glazed plate is also painted with a blue dragon pattern, blue and white, clean and elegant.

The pure wooden teacup served by the waiter is simple and natural, and it contains amber-like transparent tea, exuding a faint aroma, which is very attractive.

Just when he was thirsty, Ling Lang picked up the wooden cup and wanted to take a few sips. With the old tea plants in his hometown as the foundation, he still likes to taste tea, of course, he never does that vassal elegance.

At this time, the voice of the two guests at the table next to him came.

"Holding such a cup to drink water, even my heart is unconscious, full of awe of the Rizhao craftsman...... , look at this bowl and chopsticks, this lighting, this bamboo and wood chairs and tables, tsk...... It's really about the details everywhere. Taijun, mighty ......" spoke to a short and fat middle-aged man in a black suit with a blue shirt underneath. Ling Lang put down the teacup, and when he looked over, the short and fat middle-aged man was giving a thumbs up, and he was boasting about everything in his fifties with a mustache and wearing a traditional Rizhao Guodan front coat opposite him.

The old man with the eight-character beard had a smile on his face, the same smile, and he didn't know why Ling Lang felt that compared to Yuan Yuan's kind, one was a flower, and the other was a poisonous snake.

But the short and fat man didn't seem to see the playfulness on the face of the bearded old man, and just as the waiter brought a bowl of noodles, he took it, and ate it with a snort, and continued to give a thumbs up, while boasting that it was delicious, saying that he had never eaten such delicious food.

Ling Lang silently turned around. Yuan Yuan also seemed embarrassed, and then said to Ling Lang, "Why don't we go and sit at the table farther away?"

Ling Lang didn't speak, Yuan Yuan picked up the cup and prepared to get up and leave. But Ling Lang stretched out his hand and pulled her back to her seat. Then he beckoned and greeted the waiter who was standing not far away.

The young waiter walked over, bowed his head and asked, "Sir, do you need anything?"

Ling Lang pointed to the two people at the table next to him and said, "Please go over and tell those two gentlemen, so that they can be quiet when they eat." It will affect the appetite of other guests. ”

Ling Lang deliberately raised his voice to the height that the two people next to him could hear, and the short and fat middle-aged man and the old man with a beard all looked at each other in unison.

The young waiter didn't know what to do for a while, and he was in a dilemma, and said to the old man with a beard:

"Mr. Kameda, this ......" It seems that the old man named Kameda should be a regular customer in the store.

But Ling Lang didn't flinch, he also looked over, and then said to the short and fat man seriously: "This gentleman, well, said you." Excuse me, you're really noisy. ”

The short and fat man seemed to be very angry, put down his chopsticks, pointed at Ling Lang and said, "You ......", and stood up.

The old man Kameda was relatively calm, stretched out his hand and pressed the short and fat man down, and then said inexplicable words like Smimassa to Ling Lang.

"Sir, Mr. Kameda told you that I'm sorry, so let's have a meal with peace of mind. The young waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly turned to leave.

After that, the short and fat middle-aged man and the old man Kameda didn't talk much, and their voices were a little quieter. But after the meal was served, Ling Lang still lost his appetite, although he did feel a little hungry in his stomach.

Looking at a small plate and a small plate that seems exquisite, in fact, it is more like the so-called "food" of "messing together", but I don't know why, he has no appetite.

Yuan Yuan didn't speak anymore, and the two of them ate two bites randomly, feeling that it was not as good as the two bowls of beef noodles eaten in a street shop at noon.

After settling the account, the two returned to the street, and Yuan Yuan's interest became much lower, and he looked a little depressed. Ling Lang wanted to take the initiative to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that everything was inappropriate.

"Ling Lang, why don't we go shopping. It was Yuan Yuan who broke the silence softly.

Ling Lang was stunned, thinking that this girl's mind was really changeable.

"Then what are you going to do, looking back at Longju?"

"Let's go to the movies, shall I'm a little tired today. I heard that there is a blockbuster movie now, which is quite good. Yuan Yuan proposed.

A good blockbuster, it should be pretty good, but Ling Lang didn't remember any of the content or a single sentence of dialogue at all after the whole scene. Only Yuan Yuan didn't know if it was because he was sorry for what happened at dinner, or for some other reason, he felt that Yuan Yuan grabbed his hand when the opening lights dimmed, but quickly let go. And then, it's gone.