Chapter 520: The old days of those years

She hugged him quietly for a while and withdrew from his arms: "Stop the car elsewhere, I will take you to go around town and let you take a look at where I grew up."
The man’s dark pupil reflected her smile, and the beauty was so beautiful. He smiled and said, "Okay."
The two got into the car, and Shen Youran showed him the way. He drove the car to an empty place on the west side of the town.
Walking on the street of the town, Shen Youran expressed his exceptionally good mood. The blue brick buildings on both sides were hung with red lanterns. Looking at the long row in the past, they could not see the end.
Holding Ji Jinchuan's arm, she walked and introduced him to the customs and customs here, as well as some interesting things from her childhood.
Of course, regarding Gu Jinchen, she naturally would not mention it.
Ji Jinchuan listened quietly, occasionally inserting a sentence or two, she talked about the wonderful place, the entire small face was full of fluttering.
There was a place selling hot drinks next to her. She took him and walked over. The hot drink was the juice of local sugar cane. She just wanted to talk about two glasses, but thinking that the men around her might not like this kind of things, she looked up and asked him: "Come Have a try?"
Ji Jinchuan raised her eyebrows and smiled at the corner of her mouth. She took out her wallet and gave it to her. She took a stern call to the stall owner and said, "I want two cups." Then he took out a ten yuan from the man's wallet. give him.
This hot drink is now squeezed and sold. They waited for two minutes. The boss now squeezed two cups for them and took the money to find them for two yuan.
Shen Youran puts the change into the wallet, tucks the wallet into the man's coat pocket, and then takes a hot drink and hands one of them to Ji Jinchuan.
Shen Youran warmed his hands while drinking, Ji Jinchuan took a sip, it was too sweet, he didn't drink much in his hands.
Because it has entered the winter, the elderly people are wearing cotton clothes, probably because they are born, or the temperament of the two people is not consistent with the township, and some people always look at them.
Shen Youran held a hot drink in one hand and Ji Jinchuan's arm in the other: "Most people in Wuzhen are surnamed Tang. If they meet someone who is not Tang, they are either married to Wuzhen or foreigners."
Ji Jinchuan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
"It really is." She nodded and continued with a straw. "When I was a kid, I asked my grandmother why my surname was Shen Bu and Tang. My grandmother said that I was not from Wuzhen. Wuzhen looked at me and had never seen what his father looked like. At that time, I cried and asked my grandmother if he was a wild child."
Ji Jinchuan bent his lips, his dark eyes with a little smile, it turned out that she was so crying when she was a child.
When she walked to Zhongjie, it was the same as she remembered, the shop of Tangji Rice Noodle was still there.
Standing outside the shop, she stared at Ji Jinchuan, and Ji Jinchuan reluctantly took her to the shop.
Tangji rice noodles are very famous in this generation. Although it is meal time, they are mostly locals because they are villages and towns, so there are not many guests in the store. The two casually found a place to sit and ordered two bowls of rice noodles.
There were few people in the store, and the rice noodles were served in just two minutes. Shen Youran glanced at Ji Jinchuan before moving the chopsticks. He had no extra expression on his indifferent face, so he couldn't tell if he was dismissed.
She took a sip and still remembered the taste. After thinking about it, she decided to make it clear to him: "There is no restaurant or western restaurant in Wuzhen. There is only a restaurant. If you don’t want to eat this, you can take a look elsewhere. ."