Chapter 869 What is the relationship between Chen Zhen and the town?
After leaving the Chen family's dim sum shop, Yan Yan couldn't help but sigh.
The Chen family’s wife’s appearance and personality are completely up to her mother, and she is simply deducted from the same mold as her mother.
Unfortunately, a mother and daughter who are so gentle and beautiful in nature can't speak.
Yan Yan felt that the Chen family’s wife’s muteness was probably genetic.
However, in the past, she had never seen this mother-in-law when she went to the Chen family to buy buns.
Yan Yan guessed that the old man didn’t like to be noisy and mostly stayed in the inner house during the day.
Yan Yan bit a sticky bean bag in his mouth, walked back along the street, and soon returned to the tea shop.
The unloaded door panel was hung up again, and the silence and darkness of their arrival were restored to the front of the tea shop.
At this moment, the only light on the Chen family's dim sum shop was left on the street.
Yan Yan felt that this was probably the only light in the town.
But although the night was as bright as ink, Yan Yan could still see a red light flashing quietly in the shadows in front of the tea shop.
Yan Yan knew that it was Tan Xiangzi waiting for her, and the old man was leaning against the door panel to smoke.
That red star was the light emitted from the cigarette pipe he rolled with tobacco leaves.
She rolled a whole piece of tobacco into a cigarette. Yan Yan had seen it on Blue Star before. After coming to this world, she found that people here rarely smoked.
Even those who smoke are the kind of people who chop the tobacco leaves into small dry leaves and fill them into the tobacco pot to suck. Just like the dry tobacco pipes that were common in ancient Shenhua Kingdom, it is not as delicate and exquisite.
Like Tan Xiangzi, who rolled the entire tobacco leaf into a pipe and smoked it directly, looks very similar to the current popular cigarettes of Lan Xing. Yan Yan has seen this method of smoking for the first time in this world, and she feels a little friendly.
Yan Yan walked closer, looked at the tobacco leaf rolls held between his fingers, took a bun from the oil paper bag and handed it over.
Tan Xiangzi stood up straight, rubbed his hands on his clothes casually, and took the bun in Yan Yan's hand without hesitation and bit off half of it. He chewed the bun in his mouth and turned around and walked back along the other end of the long street.
Yan Yan couldn't help but look back.
Behind them, the whole street was dark and cold like a dead city, with only Chen Zhen’s dim sum shop still lit up the only lonely lamp.
For some reason, when I saw the lonely lamp in Chen Zhen’s family, I remembered the mother-in-law who just brought her buns... Yan Yan suddenly felt a little sad.
She was obviously about to return to Hundu Town, but at this moment, Yan Yan felt an illusion of separation in her heart.
"I said I wouldn't let you come, I'm disappointed, are you happy? Humph! I knew you couldn't get anything out, that old guy was very tight!"
Hearing Tan Xiangzi's words, Yan Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at the thin old man beside him.
Tan Xiangzi had already finished eating the buns and had just finished smoking the cigarette. He held his hands behind his back and his back was still straight, looking stubborn and inhumane.
Yan Yan smiled, "No matter what, thank you for accompanying me on this trip."
"snort!"
Tan Xiangzi turned his face to the side, obviously not intending to get Yan Yan's affection.
But as soon as he opened his face, he suddenly pulled his nose a few times, then turned his head suddenly, as if he was suddenly pulled back by an invisible force, staring straight at the eyes...
…
Directly in front of him, Yan Yan held a small wine jar that was exactly the same as the one he had given him before.
Tan Xiangzi subconsciously stretched out his hands and wanted to hold the wine jar, but he shrank back halfway through his hand. After swallowing a few saliva, the old man turned his head and stared at Yan Yan again:
"You, you girl, are you using wine to deceive me. What do you want to ask me to do for you?"
Yan Yan smiled and stuffed the jar of wine into Tan Xiangzi's arms: "You gave that jar of wine to the storyteller just now. This jar is considered to compensate you. Don't worry, I won't ask you for wine."
When the wine was in hand, Tan Xiangzi couldn't bear to pay it back.
He held the wine jar tightly and laughed: "Since the girl has such a good mood, I can't help but accept it, thank you!"
While the two were talking, Tan Xiangzi's steps began to rise without a trace, and Yan Yan was also led by him to step on the void.
The two of them walked higher and higher, and walked towards the strange black cloud again.
Yan Yan: "Although when he met that gentleman just now, he was not very friendly to me, I always feel that others are not bad, just like you."
Tan Xiangzi had already put away the wine jar and walked towards the void with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, I heard Yan Yan say this and turned his head to look at her.
Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Actually, there is no need for you to accompany me on this trip in person. You know that I am the power of space and I can find it myself. But you are worried that I will travel through the night fog and wilderness alone, so I will accompany you.
I'll come here."
Tan Xiangzi lowered his head and smiled: "Hmph, the little girl is quite a thief!"
Yan Yan also laughed.
But Tan Xiangzi then sighed loudly: "Although I am not a villain, I am really ashamed of comparing to Mr. Yumei. He is the real person who has never changed his charm, has noble character, and is as gentle as jade!"
Only then did Yan Yan realize that the storyteller's name is Yumei.
"Mr. Yumei said just now that you only care about Chen Zhen, and it seems that you have a lot of objections to you." Yan Yan said.
Tan Xiangzi's expression was very calm: "He was right. I really only pretended to be my student in my heart, but I can't be considered selfish. I said I was not as good as him because he was the people of the world."
Yan Yan was surprised.
Who can hold on to the people of the world, isn’t that a saint?
Tan Xiangzi seemed to have expected Yan Yan to be so surprised, and his expression was still calm: "He not only pretends that everyone in Hundu Town is also there, but also me and you!"
Yan Yan didn't know what to say for a moment.
She really felt that being a saint was too tiring, and that such work should not be done by anyone, and those who can be a saint should be God.
Just like Canghua.
Well, Canghua has already achieved enlightenment, so he might have been considered a saint long ago.
When Yan Yan was used to being distracted, Tan Xiangzi continued: "But Mr. Yumei blamed me but it was unreasonable. I knew he blamed me for being selfish, but didn't he know that if he really couldn't live, everyone would live.
No!"
Yan Yan suddenly widened his eyes, even the steps under his feet were paused.
Tan Xiangzi seemed to feel the fluctuations of her emotions, suddenly closed her mouth, turned her head to look at Yan Yan's surprised expression, and laughed: "I didn't stop it for a while, I'm talking a little too much, don't take it to your heart."
After saying that, Tan Xiangzi himself laughed: "This person likes to talk nonsense when he is old. He can't count, and he can't count..."
At this time, the two had already crossed the stream and walked to the night fog wilderness again.
Standing on the edge of the night fog wilderness, Yan Yan suddenly stopped.
She didn't move forward, and Tan Xiangzi stopped and turned to look at her.
Yan Yan looked at Tan Xiangzi quietly: "What is the difference between Chen Zhenmeng and Hundu Town? What is the relationship between the two?"