Chapter 35: Ancient and Modern Tea House

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"It's weird." An Ning got up and dressed, shaking her head and frowning, as if remembering something.
"what happened?"
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and brushed my hair.
When I woke up in the morning, the demon was gone. I don't know where he went. Mostly he went back to Hades.
I looked through the mirror and saw An Ning's sad face hanging on his hands, and couldn't help asking.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at me, her eyes staring at me as if to see me through a hole.
"Last night ... did you do something with your husband?"
I felt all the blood in my body rushed to the top of my head, and my face felt hot and hot. The hand holding the comb stopped, and I coughed several times, my heart was a little nervous.
Did she see it last night? Isn't she asleep ... Could she be pretending to be asleep? I don't look like it.
I laughed a few times and asked, "What did you do? Just sleep, what else can you do?"
An Ning got up and grabbed her hair. Her hair was tangled and fluffy like a henhouse. She squinted her eyes and sucked her nose twice, saying, "No, I did see it. You and your husband are intimate, but ... ... I'm not sure. "
She approached me, and the whole face was almost pressed to my face. She raised her eyebrows and looked at me carefully. She sighed only a moment later, with a doubt in her voice: "I don't know if it is a dream or true. "
My nerves have been tense, trying to make my face look less stiff, afraid of what clues she caught, turned to wash, deliberately removed the topic.
"It must be that you are sleepy and dizzy, otherwise why would you have such a dream? Is it lonely? Would you like me to find a boyfriend for you?"
I have a cleanser on my face, squinting my eyebrows at her, and teasing with a smile, An Ning stared at me and hummed twice: "I don't want a boyfriend! You are enough! "
"Alas."
I rubbed my arms, smoothed my goosebumps, washed the foam from my face, and vacated the position to Anning.
I covered my cheeks, went to the small sofa and sat down, waiting for the rest to wash.
At this time, I realized that Yang Ye gave me a business card last night so that if I am free today, I can go to him.
Holding my hand towards the pocket, a piece of hard paper was clamped in a very tight, small pocket, and I pulled it out for a look.
Ancient and modern teahouses.
If this business card was not handed to me by Yang Yan, I definitely thought it was a small advertisement for this tea house.
The business card also wrote the location and location of the tea house, as well as the landline phone in the store and the cell phone of the manager.
When I saw the two words "tea house", I thought of the old couple I saw yesterday.
They were standing at the door of a teahouse and communicating with a middle-aged man. At that time, Anning and I had a certain distance from them, so I didn't notice the sign and name of that teahouse.
"Anning, will you go with me somewhere?"
I stretched my neck and called to An Ning in the bathroom for her opinion.
She was wearing a turban, holding powder puff in her hand to put on makeup, and leaning her head out of the bathroom, her movements were not idle.
"Where? Are you going to the palace area today?"
I shook my head and shook the business card on my finger towards her, and said, "Don't go there, go to the palace area tomorrow, and I'll go to the tea house when I meet."
"what?"
She shook her hand with lipstick and looked at me incredibly.
Why go to a tea house?
I packed up my bag and looked ready to go, urging her: "Hurry up, let's go down for breakfast and leave."
An Ning speeded up the movements on her hands, with doubts on her face. I knew she didn't quite understand why I went to the teahouse, but what happened last night ... still don't tell her for the time being.
...
When Anning and I stood on the familiar snack street and stood in front of the ancient and modern teahouses, they stopped.
I looked at this familiar facade, and it really was the place where I saw the old couple and the middle-aged man yesterday.
An Ning's memory is very good, she also recognized the tea house, with a finger, wondered: "This is not ..."
I nodded, didn't explain much, walked towards the door, An Ning glanced at me and followed.
The air conditioner was turned on in the teahouse, but it was not very large and slightly sweltering. There was a faint scent of tea in it, with a hint of warm atmosphere. The shop door was slightly hidden. On the woven chair, whispering, in the corner of the reception hall, an antique music flowed out of a not-so-new radio.
"welcome."
The middle-aged man saw us in and immediately greeted us and received us.
I looked around and didn't see Yang Ye.
"How many?"
The middle-aged man asked enthusiastically, his voice was not low or high enough for me to hear, and it would not make other customers feel noisy.
"I'm looking for someone."
I opened my mouth and glanced subconsciously at his looks, eyes widening slightly.
This middle-aged man looks really similar to Yang Ye.
I handed him the business card in his hand, and he apparently did not expect that I would take this action and took the business card.
"I'm looking for Yang Yan."
He froze, was silent, didn't speak, and looked at me with a little suspicion. I smiled at him: "Yang Ye asked me to come to him today."
The middle-aged man had not spoken yet, and a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Dad, grandparents have something to call you."
Yang Yan was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt with a big mouth monkey, wearing a short western skirt, stepping on flip-flops on his feet, grabbing henhouse-like hair, and yawning over.
I saw his appearance and was almost choked by my own saliva.
This contrast is a bit too great! When I saw him yesterday, he was still a neat white-faced nun. What he looks like when he just woke up now ...
The bad water in my belly started to roll up. I noticed that he hadn't noticed my existence, so I reached out and greeted him.
"Yang Ye, it's me!"
Yang Yan's body was stagnant, his hand holding his hair stiffened on his head, his head was like a robot, and he looked at me side by side. When he saw me, his face changed instantly. It's up! I saw a blush moving towards his face at a blazing speed!
"Wang ..." he screamed, and I knew what he wanted to call me, and quickly winked at him, and he covered his mouth with both hands.
An expression called "Awkwardness" appeared on his face. Yang Yan's eyes did not dare to look at me, but he pointed towards the door behind the counter and said softly, "Let's come in together."
I nodded at the middle-aged man with a smile, Yang Yang's title to him confirmed my thoughts.
"Uncle Yang is good."
Uncle Yang also showed a kind smile on his face: "Are you Xiao's friend? Come in together."
...
Before entering the door, Uncle Yang also ordered the staff to work, and An Ning and I walked towards the room.
Behind the door was a clean hallway, with wooden floors on the ground. It was very clean and shiny. I didn't know where to go.
"No need to change shoes, just go in."
Uncle Yang patted my back and motioned for me to go straight in. I saw the shoe cabinet next to the door with slippers on it, but since Uncle Yang said so.
There are rooms at both ends of the corridor, some of which are closed and some are open. Only at the end of the room, the voice of an old couple is heard.
The sound alone is enough for me to distinguish the people inside.
The world is really small. The old couple who talked strangely was the Yang Yang of the yin and yang people, and the tea house was tightly connected at this moment.
"Old man, I don't want to stay here, go back, it's not good at all."
"Old lady, there will be nothing if I am. You look here, how beautiful it looks, how beautiful the houses are outside, you don't have to worry about the previous broken things."
The old man hummed and heard the heavy sound of a chair dragging on the wooden floor.
"You, old man, if it wasn't for you, why would our little sister-in-law bear so many responsibilities, huh? You're embarrassed to say that history has passed, but it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, and I'm really mad at you Now. "
The old lady's angry voice passed into my ears, and I could see Uncle Yang smiled embarrassingly at me, a little awkward, and more nervous.
I waved my hand and walked inward.
"Old lady ..."
The two old men were sitting on the sofa, and the grandfather grabbed the hand of the grandmother, arguing with each other there.
They are like two old urchins, and they want to fight for me to win and lose, but the two old hands are firmly held together.
Suddenly, their voices stopped. The grandfather saw me standing at the entrance of the hall and stopped for a moment.
The grandmother also stopped the reproach, and those cloudy eyes looked at me.
"Well, you're not the one ..." She raised her hand and asked me doubtfully, "How can you be here, little girl, you can't come in."
Yang Ye and Uncle Yang came in and explained.
"Grandpa, grandma, I told them to come."
Le Lao suddenly felt helpless. He didn't know where to put his hands. He glanced at his wife for a few moments and muttered a few words, but his voice was still light.
"Look, let people see the joke again, this is not ... just those words ..."
He looked at me with anxiety and asked, "Did you just hear it?"
I didn't want to deceive them, and nodded. Now, Lao Lao's face was all black, while Yang Lao made a look of "I don't know anything", and his body was crooked, leaving his back to us .
"Dad, mom."
Uncle Yang smiled bitterly, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.