967. Chinatown on Chinese New Year's Eve (Page 1/1)

In fact, when Yang Tianlong and his family were about to set off towards Chinatown, the concentration of the alcohol they drank at noon in the blood was also quite low, but foreign laws were stricter on drunk driving, so no one in the family dared to touch the law.

To Yang Tianlong's surprise, this time Linka did not drive the extended Lincoln they bought in Berlin last time, but drove an Audi of Johnny.

Elena drove a seven-seater van, which was just big enough for the whole family, and even Phyllis and Gianni had a lot of space.

When they came to the entrance of Chinatown, Yang Tianlong and his family found that it was more beautiful than a week ago, and every merchant was hung with large and small lanterns and Chinese knots at the door, and all the storefronts were pasted with couplets, praying for the best wishes and wishes for the New Year.

"It's so beautiful here. Yelena came to Chinatown for the first time, and before she walked in, she sighed sincerely, "I found that our Christmas is nothing compared to the Chinese New Year." ”

"Next time when my sister and they go back to Huaxia for the Spring Festival, why don't I take you there? Jonny couldn't help but ask with a gentle look on his face.

Yelena nodded and replied softly, "Hmm." ”

Walking into this Chinatown, which is only a few hundred meters long, many businesses have started marketing activities, some couplet, some give all kinds of gifts with Chinese characteristics, and some sell some ceramics, calligraphy and paintings, and the whole street is surrounded by people's laughter and laughter.

"Rattle. Yang Tianlong's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw a rattle sold in front of a small vendor's stall, which seemed to evoke his childhood memories all at once.

"How much is it?" Yang Tianlong asked at this fellow Huaxia.

"5 euros. "The man was less than fifty years old, the same age as Yang Tianlong's parents.

"Bring me three. Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"Good. ”

The three rattles were given to their own children and Linka's children, and the three little children shook the rattles in their hands, and the drum sound was sometimes crisp and sometimes loud, and each time the force and angle were different, the drum sound produced by the blow was also different.

The three little kids were immediately amused by this "magical" guy in their hands, and couldn't help but giggle and love it.

"What is this?" Suddenly, Jonny stopped in front of a folk craftsman's stall.

"It's a clay figurine. Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"It's beautiful. Jonny couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the lifelike clay figurines in the hands of the folk craftsman.

"Do you need a family portrait for you?" asked the folk artist with a smile.

"This gentleman asked if our whole family needs to make a family photo?" Yang Tianlong asked as he looked at his family.

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Yes, then I'll bother you. Yang Tianlong nodded without thinking.

"Okay, you guys wait a minute. As he spoke, he pulled out a large lump of mud from underneath.

I saw that this folk craftsman sometimes looked at Yang Tianlong and them, and sometimes looked at the clay figure in his hand like a torch, his technique was very fast, like a trick, which was overwhelming.

Twenty minutes later, the family portrait was done.

When everyone held their own clay figurines, everyone couldn't help but admire.

"There's a box here, be careful not to break it. The craftsman quickly pulled out a large stack of boxes from underneath.

"He said it was freshly pinched out and would take a while to dry, so it was best for all of us to keep it for now. Yang Tianlong said to everyone with a smile.

As soon as they heard this, all of them put their clay figurines into the box without thinking, and each of them looked extremely sincere, lest this delicate clay statue that seemed extremely fragile would be destroyed in their own hands.

Carrying the clay figures, everyone continued to walk forward, and after walking less than twenty meters away, a cheering sound came from the position in front of them.

Everyone took a closer look, only to see a fire dragon spewing into the sky at once, and the raging flames suddenly turned the surrounding sky red.

"What is this?" asked John.

"It's an acrobatic performance in China. Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"Like a dragon?" said Franco.

"Yes, it's somebody performing a fire-breathing show. ”

The group talked as they walked, and when they came to the front, they saw a man in his thirties take a sip of something, and then puff out his cheeks and blow it......

I saw a long fire dragon suddenly emerge from his mouth.

This magical scene attracted continuous applause from everyone.

"What's going on?" John couldn't help but turn his gaze to Yang Tianlong on the side.

To be honest, Yang Tianlong didn't quite know what was going on.

He had to shake his head in a realistic manner, and told everyone that he didn't actually know.

"These tricks look pretty good. "If I knew it was so exciting, I would have brought my camera here, and maybe I would win an award next year." ”

"These are only a small part, in fact, the Spring Festival in China is far more lively than here. Yang Tianlong said.

"It seems that we really have to go to Huaxia for the Spring Festival in the next year. Franlo said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Everyone continued to walk slowly along this short street, and everywhere they went, they were always deeply attracted by the profound historical and cultural heritage of the Chinese National Museum, so that they returned home at about twelve o'clock in the evening.

When they returned home, almost all of them, except for Phyllis and Giani, who had already fallen asleep with their rattles in their hands, remained extremely excited.

Everyone chatted in the living room, drinking the good tea brought by Yang Dalin from China, until two o'clock in the morning, when they dispersed.

At this time, snowflakes were already quietly floating outside the window......

His wife Elena went to take a bath first, but Yang Tianlong stood in front of the window and stopped to admire the fluttering snowflakes for a while, and then couldn't help but take out his mobile phone.

The phone has long been surrounded by all kinds of blessing text messages.

Relatives, classmates, friends at home, Wilmots, Elbuk, Vasily abroad, Prince Hussein, Mr. Bazar, Claire, Tulalang......

Rosalia also did not forget to wish Yang Tianlong a happy Spring Festival.

And he looked at the time, Rosaria's message was sent ten minutes ago.

"Thank you for your blessings, are you still in South Sudan?" Yang Tianlong quickly edited the message, and then pressed lightly......

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