The cheers all around were loud, and standing face to face, it was hard to hear what they were saying.
Zhou Tang was stunned and said: "Little uncle, it's okay, I can't fly over."
Li Yinze reacted, looked down at her, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, stepped away from her, lowered his head and came closer to speak: "I'm sorry, uncle, I don't know."
Zhou Tang shook his head and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Li Yinze looked toward the light, looked at the last wave of sparks, and glanced at her, "You're welcome."
After that, we continued watching the show.
Zhou Tang lowered his eyes, took a breath quietly, and put his hands in front of his body. He felt that he could feel his heartbeat through his down jacket.
She didn't notice the excitement of the crowd, nor did she pay attention to the excitement of blacksmithing. She just glanced at Li Yinze from the corner of her eye.
Under the firelight, there were clusters of bright lights in his eyes. His eyes were particularly gentle, and the lines of his profile were so superior that it made people jealous.
At the end of the performance, the fluorescent lights in the center of the square came on. The dazzling light illuminated Zhou Tang's eyes, and his thoughts quickly returned.
"Tangtang, let's get ready to go down." Li Yinze said in her ear.
"good."
It was crowded when you arrived, and even more difficult when you left.
Li Yinze was not in a hurry to leave. He waited until the crowd had given in, then took Zhou Tang off the high platform, and then walked back.
Sure enough, as Zhou Tang said, by the time the performance was over, it was impossible to arrest anyone. Within ten minutes, the streets began to be deserted, and only small vendors were still selling dumplings, glutinous rice balls and the like.
Zhou Tang was obviously a little reluctant to leave. Li Yinze asked her to buy what she wanted to eat, and then went to the bamboo forest by the river, waiting for her to finish eating before going back.
"Fried fish balls, sliced meat, or roasted sweet potatoes, which one should uncle eat?" Zhou Tang asked.
Li Yinze smiled and said: "Uncle, my fighting ability is no longer good. You should work harder."
Zhou Tang was still a little embarrassed, glanced at the things on the stone table and sighed.
Li Yinze was so hot from the crowd just now that he walked towards the river and told Zhou Tang not to go too far.
"Um."
Zhou Tang sat where he was, but kept staring at Li Yinze.
Li Yinze turned his back to her, and seemed to take something from his pocket, and then there was a faint light of fire.
Zhou Tang reacted and guessed it was smoke.
She chewed the meatballs and hesitated for a long time. Then she picked up the paper bag filled with fish balls and approached.
Sure enough, it smelled like smoke.
Li Yinze doesn't have the habit of smoking. He only smokes when he is particularly upset.
His restrained nobility was engraved in his bones. Even with the cigarette between his fingers, he didn't have a hint of arrogance. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he subconsciously changed the cigarette to another hand. He wanted to throw it away, but found that there was no one around him.
garbage can.
He had no choice but to take two steps back and said to Zhou Tang: "Don't tell my little aunt when you go back."
Zhou Tang glanced at the cigarette in his hand, reached over and took it from his fingers, and Li Yinze also let go of it.
The little girl turned around and ran to the trash can. Before throwing it in, she put it on the ground and stepped on it again and again.
Li Yinze watched from a distance and couldn't help laughing.
Zhou Tang ran back again, still holding fish balls in his arms, "Uncle, are you in trouble at work?"
Li Yinze put his hands on the railing by the river. Hearing this, he turned his face to look at her.
Zhou Tang said: "In TV dramas, when imperial ministers go to places, they always encounter trouble, and there are even assassinations."
Li Yinze smiled and said: "Art comes from life."
When Zhou Tang heard this, he quickly looked into the grass around him, worried that there might be a killer ambushing him.