Wei's mother recognized a breath from her nose angrily, didn't want to talk to Wei Xueliang, rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen.

Wei Lin, who happened to be dressed in a military coat and neatly dressed, came down from upstairs, "Dad, where are your car keys?" The car lent me to drive for a day. ”

"I don't lend you."

Wei Lan and Gu Chao were sweet and sweet, Wei Lin was itching in his heart, so he thought of Song Qi.

"Why?" Wei Lin stomped his feet and went up to rummage through Wei Xueliang's tunic pocket, "Hurry up, there's not much more time left in the afternoon." ”

Wei Xueliang pushed Wei Lin away, got up and kicked the ground with his riding boots, went back to the room and took out a windbreaker and a white scarf, turned around and went to the kitchen again.

In the kitchen, Wei's mother was washing dishes, and a hard chest was pasted on her back, and then a scarf was wrapped around her neck.

"What to do? Beware of dropping bowls! ”

As soon as the words fell, Wei's mother was covered by a windbreaker, and she was taken out of the kitchen by Wei Xueliang with half push and half hug.

"Wei Xueliang!?"

"Let Ah Lin wash the bowl, let's go to the opera, there must be a red note on the edge of the year."

Wei's mother came out of the art troupe, she can sing and dance, and she likes to watch others sing and dance, Wei Xueliang has long understood.

Wei Lin: ......?

The door had closed from the outside with a "bang", Wei Lin stomped his foot, glanced at the kitchen, and finally ran out of the door.

Bowls or something, you can come back and wash again, the door still has to go out first.

"Dad! Father! Passing by the station on my way to the opera house, you escorted me to the station! ”

……

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"The snow in Beijing is the most beautiful, look at it!"

The bus stopped near Guxiang in Jingnan District, Wei Lantian got off the bus and ran to the other side of the road first, under the towering ash and willow trees, next to each other with a quaint courtyard with dyed hair.

The eaves of the courtyard are covered with snow, and red lanterns, old or new, hang under the eaves.

The towering ancient trees are bare at this time, gray and dark under the sky with goose feathers and heavy snow, which sets off this piece of private houses more and more quaint and has a long history.

It happened that a few children wearing old horse coats, rat tail braids and tiger head hats ran past in front of them, and for a while, Wei Lan even thought that he was not in the seventies, but in the late Qing Dynasty earlier.

Wei Lan paused suddenly, and after a while, he turned slightly and smiled at Gu Chao: "It's very old."

"Age?"

There are not many people on the street, but there are still buses and bicycles passing by, Gu Chao listened to Wei Lan's words, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and he led her to take people away from the middle of the road, "Simple, and very national, but with a sense of age, how to say?" ”

Seeing the large courtyard house, Gu Chao was only stunned for a moment, and he was not perhaps frightened.

What Wei Lan didn't know was that the Gu family when Gu Chao was a child was also a courtyard like this kind of blue brick and black tile, and even bigger.

Her eyes were shining on the side, and when she saw the thin snow on Gu Chao's shoulders, she reached out to help Gu Chao bounce it, and she couldn't help but think of another passage in her mind:

I really want to turn it into snow, so that it can fall on my husband's shoulders.

"Hahaha!"

Wei Lan laughed for a while, her eyebrows were raised, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the long eyelashes at the corners of her eyes were covered with two crystal tears from a small smile, "For example, we came from the city, and there are many people wearing bright dresses and driving cars, and here, people's lifestyles have always remained the same, and even the environment has not changed in the slightest." ”

"It makes people feel like they are in another world when they set foot on this land."

This feeling is very strange, and it will inexplicably remind Wei Lan of the time when he had just crossed over.

"Don't think about it, huh?"

Wei Lan's heart was heavy, and his head suddenly heavy.

Gu Chao stood sideways beside Wei Lan, his thick and warm palm brushing over the top of Wei Lan's head, "There is no sense of age." ”

"My era is your time, there is no doubt about that."

I don't know if he is too emotional, every time Wei Lan brings up a similar topic, he will have a feeling of gain and loss.

As the old saying goes, Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, and butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou......

Gu Chao was afraid that everything in front of him was an illusory dream, and when he was about to wake up from the dream one day, he would not be able to hold the light in front of him.

Gu Chao's eyes were hot for a while, and he leaned over and pulled Wei Lan into his arms, hugging him tightly, "There is still a long way to go, do you want to go to see the mountains and the sea together?" ”

Wei Lan sniffed and rubbed lightly in Gu Chao's arms, tears rubbing all over him.

"Of course." She nodded vigorously.

She has found the meaning of her coming into this world, and in the future, of course, she will go down with him.

Thinking that the two of them were outside, Wei Lan's cheeks puffed out, her cheeks were slightly red, and she pushed Gu Chao away, turned around and her long hair swayed in a good-looking arc, "There is delicious food in the alley, while it's still early, let's hurry up!" ”

"Hmm." Gu Chao bowed his head, and the girl's back was reflected in his pupils, closely following the girl's pace.

There are only girls in their hearts.

The main road of Guxiang is eight meters wide, and there are 787 meters from the beginning to the end of the walkway.

The entire drum alley is divided into more than 200 alleys of different sizes by these lanes.

In these small alleys, folk craftsmen live in them, and sometimes catch up with those who open small doors to do business in order to make a living.

According to his vague memory, Wei Lan took Gu Chao through the alleys, and finally stopped at the gate of a small courtyard with a broken plaque.

There was a faint sweet smell in the air, and under the plaque, there was a rectangular cut on the wooden door ring, which looked like a small door had opened on the door.

"It's here, it should be right." Wei Lan knocked on the wooden door, "Is there anyone?" ”

There was a sound of footsteps stepping on the snow "stains" in the door, and soon the door panel shook, and the people inside were sticking to the door panel, and their voices were hoarse and old sounding like old men in their seventies and eighties, "Who?" What's up? ”

Wei Lan turned his head and winked at Gu Chao, leaning on the door panel to lower his voice, "Uncle, do you have eight pieces in Jingba?" ”

There was a sudden silence in the door, and Wei Lan wrinkled her eyebrows, "Uncle?" ”

Could it be that you are looking for a mistake?

Just when Wei Lan fell into suspicion, the small door on the door panel opened a gap, Wei Lan hurriedly took a step back, pursed her lips and smiled well-behaved and kind, "Happy New Year, uncle!" ”

The withered old man looked through the crack in the door, and saw that there was only a pair of young men and women, and his heart quietly relaxed, and he smiled and replied with a "hehe" smile.

"I can't find honey when it's cold, there are no eight pieces in Beijing, and four pieces are small, okay?"

"What are the little four?"

"There are donkeys rolling, pea yellow, mung bean cakes, hibiscus cakes." The old man wearing a treasure cap and a goat's beard leaned against the door panel, and the wrench index was shown to Wei Lan, "It's all the same price, four taels of food stamps, eight cents a catty." ”

Wei Lan asked again, "Uncle, how many days can this cake last?" I'm going to take it to the south to give it away. ”

The old man shook his head and replied with a smile: "It's cold, it's not a problem to put it for half a month and a month, but you have to be careful, except for the hibiscus cake, the other three cakes are soft and can't be pressed, if it is crushed, you won't look good when you turn around."

Wei Lan nodded lightly, staggered his steps and asked Gu Chao, "Four catties of each?" ”

It is not bad to be able to leave it for so long, and give it away partly and keep it for your own family to eat.

Besides, this is handmade by the old craft, and I don't know how many times better than the fruit candy in the supply and marketing cooperative.

There is a rattan box, and it is packed in a rattan box alone, so you don't have to worry about bumping and squeezing.

Gu Chao nodded lightly, pulled out the windbreaker and took the money to get the ticket, Wei Lan said to the old man in the door: "Uncle, give us four catties for each of them, half a catty for each one!"

After saying the requirements and quantity, the old man closed the small door and started to prepare, and Gu Chao and Wei Lan stood at the door and waited.

This alley is an outlet, the cold wind is whirling, the dilapidated red lanterns under the eaves are swaying back and forth, Wei Lan exhales mouthful of white mist, her face is relatively cold and red, pitiful and cute.

"Is it cold or not?"

Gu Chao pulled Wei Lan to turn around, his tall body turned his back to the mouth of the alley to block the cold wind, pinched Wei Lan's little hand that was so cold that his fingertips were purple and covered it in his heart, and took a breath of heat, "I'll go back after buying." ”

"How's that going to work?" Wei Lan rolled her eyes and withdrew her hand and stuffed it into her pocket, her shoes and feet were cold, she stomped her foot, her little face was stubborn and tense and couldn't refuse, "There are still a lot of places I haven't got!" I didn't drink the bean juice, and I still wanted to eat the stew...... Yes! Right! ”

Gu Chao looked at her intently, "What?" ”

"Didn't you talk about cameras before? You haven't taken a picture yet, have you? Photo studios in H Province are not common, but there are many in Beijing! ”

Wei Lan raised her head, smiling proudly and proudly, a cold wind blew, poured in from the neckline, Wei Lan shivered, hurriedly retracted her head, and pulled Gu Chao's sleeve squeamishly, "Why do you want to go back so early?" I'd like to take a picture with you in a moment. ”

Wei Lan's tone was delicate and soft, Gu Chao couldn't stand her like this, she was pulled and swayed twice, and soon lost her position.

"At that moment, go find a place to eat the bean juice you said, and then turn around when it is warm."

Wei Lan jumped to her feet happily, "Okay! ”

As soon as the two reached a consensus, the door behind them shook, the small door opened, and the old man's withered face broke into sight.

A thin stack, a total of six catties and four taels of national food stamps and twelve yuan and eight cents handed over, the old man handed out the packaged pastries from the small door, "Be careful." ”

The pastry is held up with oiled paper and fine hemp rope, Xu because he said that he was going to give it away, and on each small package of oiled paper, there is also a red paper the size of a baby's fist, and auspiciousness and blessing are written in the center.

Seeing Wei Lan staring down at the red paper, the old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Little grandson's graffiti, I hope you don't dislike it."

Although the handwriting is immature, it has a rudimentary shape, Gu Chao was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "The old man is modest, the children are intelligent, cultivate well, and the future can be expected."

Wei Lan smiled and handed the pastry package tied into a gourd skewer to Gu Chao, "I think too!" ”

People are in good spirits at happy events, and when they hear such good words in the first business of the next year, the old man is in a happy mood, and he can't hide the smile on his face.

After the things were handed over to Gu Chao and Wei Lan, through the small doorway, the old man looked at the two of them deeply, "I borrow the auspicious words of the two children, and I wish the two of them a good relationship as soon as possible, and grow old together." ”

Although Wei Lan and Gu Chao were intimate, the old man had seen more people at a young age, and he saw at a glance that the two had not officially married, so he said this flattering remark.

Wei Lan was still stunned by the other party's crepe tone, Gu Chao had already softened his expression, and the old man replied, "Old man Cheng's kind words." ”

The young man bowed slightly and clenched his fists, but his forehead remained at the usual horizontal angle, unlike the ordinary people living at the bottom.

It's not like it's a deliberate action to return the favor.

It's more like a young master who has been well-bred since childhood.

They're probably the same kind of people.

The old man stroked his beard and chuckled, didn't say anything more, waved his hand and closed the door with his backhand.

"Let's go." Gu Chaoling leaned over and took Wei Lan's little hand and walked out of the alley.

Wei Lan followed him closely, "Do you think that uncle looked at you very strangely just now?" ”

Gu Chao paused, Ling's lips hooked up and the smile was full of warmth, "Is there one?" ”

Probably a kind of poor man seeing his own kind of people......

Well, a kind of unpleasant pity.

There is nothing to be sorry for.

There were good and bad days, and his suffering was long gone.

Seeing Gu Chao's denial, Wei Lan pursed her lips and thought about it seriously, yes.

After all, it was only the first time we met, and the strange speculation was simply untenable.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much!" Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes were bent into a small crescent, her smile was as bright as a pearl, and she dragged Gu Chao into another alley, "Now, let's go and taste the old flavor of Beijing!" ”

At the end of the alley of Mao'er Hutong, a small shop of less than ten square meters lives in it.

The stove and two cauldrons occupy one-third of the place, and the remaining two-thirds are set up with four small tables and a number of small mazahs.

Because of its delicious and affordable taste, this small shop has always been kept secret and guarded by nearby residents.

When Wei Lan and Gu Chao entered the door, there were already two tables of guests in the house.

"What do guests want to eat?" The boss was busy in front of the stove, and when he saw the people who came, he hurriedly shouted, just a sentence, full of Beijing flavor.

On the side of the table against the wall hangs a string of small wooden signs engraved with the names of dishes and prices in crooked handwriting.

"Two large bowls of stew, a small portion of bean juice, a portion of fried liver, and a portion of coke rings and belly!"

"Gotta do it!"

The shopkeeper was a thin middle-aged man, and when he heard that Wei Lan ordered a lot of things, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, so he lowered his head and got busy neatly.

Gu Chao said lightly: "So much, will you not be able to finish eating?"

"No!" Wei Lan's pink lips pursed slightly, evoking a shallow smile, and her voice was shallow and lowered, "These are snacks, and the amount is different from the usual amount of food." ”

Gu Chaoran nodded, thinking back to the dish Wei Lan had just ordered, and asked, "Do you want to order a portion of bean juice?" ”

Afraid that Wei Lan was worried that the money was not enough, he added, "If you want to eat, we can buy it, and you don't have to think about how much money you have." ”

Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes flickered slightly, and she shook her head, "One is enough, I'm tired of drinking it, I just want you to taste it." ”

But in his heart, he said: If you can drink that portion in a while, it will be good.

But I couldn't help it, the interaction between the two was seen by the guests at the next table, and the girl with shiny braids was unhappy to kick the new object on the other side of the table, and the meaning was obvious.

Do you see how people are objects? Look at you again?

The girl with braids looked down at the two bowls of small stewed stew on the table on her side, and she was angry.

(End of chapter)