Chapter 520

She hugged him quietly for a while, then withdrew from his arms: "park the car elsewhere, I'll take you to the town for a visit, let you see where I grew up."

The man's dark pupil reflected her dimple like a flower, especially beautiful and beautiful, he hook lips and smile: "good."

Two people get on the car, Shen Youran to give him directions, he will drive to the west of the town a vacant lot to stop.

Walking in the street of the town, Shen Youran expressed his good mood. Red lanterns hung on the green brick houses on both sides. Looking at the long row, one could not see the end.

She took Ji Jinchuan's arm, and as she walked along, she introduced to him the customs and customs here, as well as some interesting things in her childhood.

Of course, she would not mention Gu Jinchen.

Ji Jinchuan quietly listen, occasionally inserted a word or two, she talked about the wonderful place, the whole small face is dancing.

There was a place selling hot drinks. She took him to the place. The hot drinks were the juice of local sugarcane. She just wanted to say two cups. But thinking that the men around her might not like this kind of thing, she raised her head and asked him, "would you like to have a drink?"

Ji Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and with a smile on his mouth, he took out the wallet from his pocket and gave it to her. She took it and called out to the stall owner, "I want two cups." Then he took out a ten yuan bill from the man's wallet and gave it to him.

They waited for two minutes. The boss squeezed two cups and gave them two yuan change.

Shen Youran put the change into the wallet, put the wallet into the man's coat pocket, then took the hot drink and handed one of the cups to Ji Jinchuan.

Shen Youran drinks and warms his hands. Ji Jinchuan takes a sip. It's too sweet to drink.

Because it's winter, the elderly people are wearing cotton padded clothes, probably because of their appearance, or the temperament of the two people is not in line with the town, so they are always looked at.

Shen Youran holds a hot drink in one hand and Ji Jinchuan's arm in the other: "most people in Wuzhen are surnamed Tang. If you meet someone who is not of the Tang family name, you will either marry to Wuzhen or be a stranger."

Ji Jinchuan raises eyebrow: "is it?"

"It's true." She nodded, bit the straw and continued, "when I was a child, I asked my grandmother why my surname was Shen but not Tang. My grandmother said that I was not from Wuzhen. At that time, only my mother came to Wuzhen occasionally to see me. I never saw what my father looked like. At that time, I cried and asked my grandmother whether she was a wild child

Ji Jinchuan curved lips, dark eyes with a little smile, it turns out that she loved to cry when she was a child.

When she got to the middle street, the shop of Tangji rice noodles was still there, just as she remembered.

Standing outside the store, she longed to see Ji Jinchuan, Ji Jinchuan helplessly took her to the store.

Tangji rice noodles are very famous in this generation. Although it is the time for eating, most of them are local people, so there are not many customers in the shop. They casually find a place to sit down and order two bowls of rice noodles.

There are few people in the shop. After only two minutes, the rice noodles are served. Shen Youran takes a look at Ji Jinchuan before moving his chopsticks. There is no redundant expression on his indifferent face, so we can't see whether he dislikes it or not.

After a taste, she still remembered the taste. After thinking about it, she decided to make it clear to him: "there are no restaurants or Western restaurants in Wuzhen, only restaurants. If you don't want to eat this, you can go to another place to have a look later."

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