Chapter 167: Meet a Little Villager (Mid-Autumn Festival Plus)
After the handkerchief was removed, there were really two bright peaches in the palm of the hand, and there was a scent in the car immediately, the sweet fragrance was so sweet, Xie Haoyun looked at her and said: "It's really a fairy peach, so fragrant!"
"That's right, look, it still has fairy dew on it!"
The two peaches seemed to have just been washed, they were wet and full of peach fragrance, Liang Xiaonan handed the peaches to Xie Haoyun: "Do you dare to eat it?"
What dare Xie Haoyun do? At first, he was thinking that he would be ashamed to eat them. There are almost no peaches in the north in winter, and the magic tricks are all fake. These two peaches must be hidden by Xiao Liang. How could he eat them!
But Liang Xiaonan asked him if he dared to eat it. If he didn't eat it, it would show that he didn't trust her and was worried that there was something wrong with her peaches.
Xie Haoyun reached out and twirled one, and ate it straight away. The familiar taste was exactly the same as the crate of peaches she gave to the restaurant in June, and the restaurant gave him.
It tastes better than that, even the "dew" on the peach is very delicious, he feels refreshed after eating this peach.
"delicious."
He flicked the prayer beads, and Liang Xiaonan gave Cao Yuan another peach: "You step aside and eat this peach, I have no place to put it."
Cao Yuanzhen parked the car on the side of the road and took the peaches from Liang Xiaonan. He had already smelled the fragrance, and he couldn't refuse it, he couldn't refuse it.
Watching them eat the peaches, Cao Yuan said regretfully, "Unfortunately, there are only two."
Xie Haoyun said unhurriedly: "How much more do you want? Is it enough to give you one?"
Cao Yuan's little black face also followed suit: "I want to keep a few more for you, don't you like the peaches brought by Ms. Liang the most?"
Liang Xiaonan saw Cao Yuan’s car stop, so he simply played another magic trick with them, this time stealing grapes.
There are still two strings, one for each of Xie Haoyun and Cao Yuan.
Xie Haoyun said: "Can you make three strings? If you can't change three strings, Cao Yuan will stop eating. You can eat it yourself. Girls should eat more fruits."
Cao Yuan was used to being serious around Xie Haoyun, no matter what Xie Haoyun said, he would definitely not dare to say a word, not even a joke.
He immediately said: "Don't give it to me, I don't like to eat fruit, Miss Liang, you eat."
Liang Xiaonan said: "Have I eaten any fruit? Mr. Xie brought so many, there are all fruits under the back seat. Magic is just for fun, as long as everyone is happy."
Xie Haoyun nodded, and said to Cao Yuan, "Eat the grapes."
Cao Yuan was stunned for a moment, grabbed the grapes quickly, and ate them one by one, sighing as he ate: "Miss Liang, where did you buy the fruit? Why are they so delicious?"
Huyang City is more than a thousand miles away from Motor City, and it is difficult to drive fast during the day, so Cao Yuan wanted to drive at night.
Xie Haoyun said: "Don't leave at night, go to a guest house and have a good rest."
Cao Yuan nodded, knowing in his heart that Xie Haoyun was taking care of Liang Xiaonan's rest. They drove out from Modu, so they didn't think about resting at night.
One day they only drove more than 300 kilometers from Huyang to Jianning City. When it was getting dark, they stayed at the Jianning Hongxing Guest House.
This is the best guest house in Jianning, similar to the four-star hotel in her previous life. The lobby is already very spacious. Although the decoration is not very luxurious, the rooms are very comfortable, with separate toilets and showers.
Liang Xiaonan has been in the car and is not tired, so after dinner at night, she went out of the room to see the night view of Jianning.
The guest house is located on the busiest commercial street in Jianning. The atmosphere here is much more relaxed than that in Huyang. There are still people on the road at night, and there are some stalls along the street, but compared with her previous life, it is nothing at all.
"Oh, you child, eat some!"
"No, sir, I don't eat for nothing..."
"I saw you hungry all day, it's so cold, you have to eat something. Child, it's getting colder, you have to find a way to go home, don't be here."
Liang Xiaonan kept staring at those shops and listening to the conversation, only to realize that there was a ravioli picker on the side of the road, the chopping board was supported under the cold street lamp, and the stove was steaming.
The stall owner is a man in his forties or fifties, wearing a black padded jacket and a dog fur hat. Next to him is a boy who helps him set up the stall, chop firewood, and add firewood to the stove.
This kind of scene is not uncommon even if she saw it, but it was the boy who was strange.
His accent, she recognized immediately, is the accent of Yu County, not the accent of Jianning. For example, the voice of the stall owner is completely different from his,
She stood up with interest.
The boy immediately greeted him warmly: "Sister, do you want some wontons?"
The boy is half a head shorter than Liang Xiaonan, as thin as a stick of firewood. His clothes are worn out, and he still wears a pair of single shoes, without showing his toes, but they are very worn out.
Besides being thin, she looks sickly.
To be honest, if it weren't for the bright eyes of the child in front of her, she would have suspected that he had tuberculosis.
"Where are you from?" Liang Xiaonan asked calmly.
"Ah, I'm not from here." The boy diverted the conversation and invited again, "Sister, let's have a bowl of wontons. The wontons made by my uncle are delicious."
Liang Xiaonan was already full for dinner, so there was no room for wontons, but the boy looked eagerly at her, and she sat down and said, "Have a big bowl."
Give the money to the stall owner. The boy was very happy, and the stall owner was also very happy. He took the money and said, "Comrade, wait a moment."
The boy brought the cleaned chopsticks to Liang Xiaonan, and went to help the stall owner light the fire.
After a while, a large bowl of steaming wontons came up, which smelled delicious. In this cold night, if she hadn't eaten too much, eating this bowl of hot wontons would definitely be very comfortable.
Liang Xiaonan called the boy over and said, "I heard your accent is from Yu County?"
The boy immediately said excitedly: "Yes, sister, I am from Nanfeng Town, Yu County, sister, are you from Yu County too?"
Hey, he is still from Nanfeng Town, an authentic fellow.
Liang Xiaonan nodded: "I recognized the accent as soon as I heard it. Are you done with your work? Sit down and talk to me when you are done with your work?"
The stall owner immediately said to the boy: "You don't have to keep burning the fire in the stove if you talk to the fellow."
The boy sat a little far away from Liang Xiaonan excitedly, looking at her with bright eyes: "Is my sister working here?"
Liang Xiaonan said no, just passing by, pushed the wonton bowl to the boy, and poured out only a sip of soup himself.
The boy was taken aback, shook his head and said, "Sister, I won't eat it, you eat it."
"I've already had dinner, I haven't moved my chopsticks on this wonton, you can eat it, it's clean."
The boy refused to take it to death: "Sister, I didn't do anything, how can I eat my sister's food."
The stall owner said: "Don't give it to him, this kid, he never eats other people's things for nothing."
Liang Xiaonan pointed to a few bricks on the side of the road and said to the boy, "Go and move those bricks to the flower bed, otherwise people will be tripped by the side of the road."
The boy walked over slowly, and Liang Xiaonan heard the sound of "咕~咒~" in his stomach.
After he came back after moving, Liang Xiaonan pointed to the wontons and said, "You helped me move the bricks, and I'll treat you to the wontons."