The owner of Tangjiabao
Auntie, Wang Yun sat on the bamboo sedan chair, and wondered while following Tang Sanniang in the back fort. Tang Sanniang's voice was sweet and crisp, like a girl.
Tang Sanniang has been rumored to be on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and she looks like a fairy. The streets of Tangjiabao are not wide, and two sedan chairs cannot walk side by side.
Along the way, I only saw an endless stream of people walking in the same direction as him, and there was no one on the other side.
Could it be that the people of Tangjiabao went somewhere and walked in one direction, and then went home and walked in another direction.
Could it be that the streets of Tangjiabao have a special design? These questions come to mind one by one. The sedan chair man carried them around the left about three times and then to the right twice, and then went around the left twice, turned around and came to a small courtyard to get off the sedan chair, and helped Wang Yun and Tang Sanniang to get off the sedan chair.
This passage had already confused Wang Yunhuan. The two elders in front of him with white hair bowed deeply to Tang Sanniang and said, Holy Aunt is good, and turned to Wang Yundao Hello, please rest for a while.
Then he departed with the people.
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