Tong Zhihuan asked curiously: "Sir, were you familiar with the shopkeeper of Xiqiao Restaurant in the past?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and asked: "What do you think means we are familiar with each other?"
The question Mr. asked seemed a bit confusing.
But Tong Zhihua still thought about it seriously and replied: "Being able to sit at the same table and talk about many things should be considered acquaintance."
Chen Changsheng said: "I have known the previous shopkeeper for a long time. From the beginning to the end, Chen only drank with him. He did not even sit down and drink with him. We spoke very few words. For decades,
I've only met him four or five times, do you think I'm familiar with him?"
Tong Zhihuan was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
"We are acquaintances. At least in Chen's opinion, as long as we can meet again, we are considered acquaintances."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said: "There are countless fates in this confusing world of mortals. It is obvious that some people have met each other a few times, just like meeting by chance, but in the end they will remember each other for a long, long time."
Tong Zhihuan was stunned for a moment and nodded dully.
He seemed to understand somewhat, but seemed a little confused.
The understanding lies in the moment he saw Miss Tao'er on the mountain, it should be just like what the teacher said.
As for what he didn't understand, it probably was about the world. Tong Zhihuan had consulted everywhere and met all kinds of people, but he could never stay in his mind for too long. He could only remember things related to his illness.
Tong Zhihuan asked: "Sir, there must be many people he knows well, right?"
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "It should be considered too much."
He wasn't sure whether it was too much, but at least it seemed to him that it was enough.
"Sir, do you think it's better to have more or less?" Tong Zhihuan asked.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "For Chen, it can be less, but not too much."
Tong Zhihuan blinked, seeming a little confused.
Chen Changsheng just shook his head and didn't explain much.
He glanced at Tong Zhihuan and said with a smile: "He really has a pure heart..."
Tong Zhihuan asked: "Sir, I have said this a long time ago, but I don't know what counts as an innocent heart."
Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "The authorities call it a mystery, but you can see clearly from the sidelines. Of course you can't notice it yourself."
Tong Zhihuan murmured: "Is this so..."
He looked at Miss Tao'er questioningly.
Tao'er said: "Look what I do?"
She opened her mouth and said "idiot", but since her husband was in front of her, she didn't say it out loud, she just lip-synced.
Tong Zhihuan naturally saw it clearly. He couldn't help scratching his head and couldn't figure out where he was.
…
In the end, Chen Changsheng failed to get the wine he wanted to drink.
In fact, it’s really helpless when I think about it, things are always like this, sometimes everything changes in the blink of an eye.
He walked on the streets of Qiuyuefang. Compared to the past, it had indeed changed a lot. The impact of the subjugation of Da Jing was not small. Qiuyuefang was also unable to escape the disaster. Many houses were empty, and the streets were empty.
There are also many fewer people.
But what hasn't changed is that it's still lively here.
"Jujube cake, fresh red date cake..."
"High-quality rice paper..."
"The best rouge, take a look..."
The shouts and shouts on the street blended together, seeming noisy and yet calm. Qiuyue Fang was proceeding in an orderly manner as before.
"Do you want to buy anything, sir?" Tao'er asked.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Just take a walk."
Tao'er nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Tong Zhihuan followed his husband and walked through the streets and alleys of Qiuyuefang. Qiuyuefang was not big, and he could walk around it in just a few minutes. The husband sometimes looked at it and sometimes stopped, but he never bought anything.
What.
Chen Changsheng suddenly stopped and looked towards the side of the street.
There was a small stall on the roadside selling pancakes.
The seller of cooking cakes was a woman, about thirty years old. Next to her stood a child, who must be the woman's son.
Tong Zhihua followed his gaze and looked at the cake stall.
Chen Changsheng walked up to the stall and asked, "I wonder how to sell this cake?"
The woman glanced at the person in front of her and replied: "Three coins for one, how much do you want, sir?"
The child on the side repeated: "Three cents a piece, sir, how much do you want?"
The children laughed, their voices a little childish.
"Xiaoqi!"
Seeing this, the woman quickly hugged the child behind her, and then apologized: "Don't blame me sir, he is too naughty."
"No problem."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly, then squatted down, looked level with the little boy, and asked: "Little guy, are you the boss?"
Xiao Qi shook her head and said, "My mother is the boss."
"What about you? What are you?" Chen Changsheng asked.
"I'm a guard."
Xiaoqi waved her hands and said with a smile: "Responsible for protecting my mother from being bullied by bad people!"
Xiaoqi grinned, missing a few teeth, but she looked a little cute.
After hearing this, the woman was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched Xiao Qi's hair.
Tao'er smiled and said to Tong Zhihuan beside her: "You must have been like this when you were a child."
Tong Zhihuan smiled and scratched his head, but did not refute.
"Is that so?"
Chen Changsheng then asked: "What if you encounter a bad guy that you can't defeat?"
Xiao Qi frowned, stood in front of her mother, and said, "No one can bully my mother!"
The woman said: "Xiao Qi, sir, you are not a bad person."
Xiao Qi then relaxed his brows and moved to the side.
Chen Changsheng stood up and said, "Very good, he is a well-behaved child."
The woman said to Xiao Qi: "Sir, you are so complimentary."
Xiao Qi blinked, glanced at Mr. Qingshan in front of her, and said, "Thank you."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly, then turned to look at Tong Zhihuan beside him, "Do you have three pennies with you?"
Tong Zhihuan replied: "Yes sir."
Tong Zhihuan stepped forward and gave the woman money for cooking cakes.
The woman took it with both hands and immediately asked: "Sir, do you like spicy food?"
"Less is better." Chen Changsheng nodded.
"good."
The woman agreed and immediately got busy.
Chen Changsheng asked: "How old is he? Has he enrolled in school?"
The woman replied: "I am five years old. I have to wait two years to study."
Chen Changsheng nodded and then asked no more questions.
After a while, the pancakes were ready.
The woman added some spicy pepper to the pancake. Chen Changsheng took a bite and found that it tasted good. He nodded and said, "It tastes good, and the dough is good."
The woman smiled and said, "Thank you, sir. If you like to eat, you can come here more often."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "If we talk about the future, I'm afraid there will be no more cakes to sell."
The woman was a little confused and was about to ask.
Chen Changsheng suddenly said: "On the third day of June next month, remember not to extinguish the candles after dark."
The woman was stunned for a moment, she still didn't quite understand the meaning.
When he came back to his senses, he found that the three people had already turned around and left.
The woman knelt down and hugged Xiao Qi.
She looked at the gentleman who was walking away and muttered.