Liang Jian: I have a canteen

By the Huangpu River, the evening in the Magic City was shrouded in a layer of gray fog.

The bleak and cold wind blew wildly, carrying with it the moisture of the river and the unique smell of fireworks in the city.

Xu San walked aimlessly, thinking and looking at the scenery along the way.

In fact, it can’t be called a scenery. When he saw these things, he didn’t feel any waves in his heart when he saw them after traveling through time from the future.

The Republic of China area in Hengdian is probably like this, and it looks better.

Perhaps because he was caught up in the mainstream, Xu San felt that the Republic of China in Hengdian seemed to have more of a Republic of China flavor.

At the dock, ships were docked in a haphazard manner. The old hulls were mottled and the rusty chains were swaying in the wind, making low creaking sounds, like helpless sighs. Even though they were so dilapidated, they would still set sail tomorrow, either to fish or to transport goods.

The water of the Huangpu River was extremely turbid, swirling lifelessly, hitting the rocks on the shore and splashing weak water.

The humid wind blew by, bringing with it an indescribable smell, maybe fishy or sour, or something else, anyway, it was a bit pungent.

Looking in the direction of the wind, I saw black smoke coming out of the factory chimneys in the distance. The black smoke mixed with fog to form a gray column that went straight up into the sky.

The sky began to darken and the dim street lights gradually lit up. Xu San felt that the Magic City seemed even more depressing at this moment.

On the street, rickshaw pullers hurried past, and the squeaking sound of the axles echoed in the dull air.

Xu San waved his hand, and the rickshaw stopped and lowered the handlebars in front of Xu San.

At dinner time, Xu San came back and bought some special spare ribs from Wuxi.

As a northerner, Xu San was naturally not interested in this sweet and light meat.

But Miako liked it, so Xu San bought some.

Without Lingzi, the house became much quieter. Xu San asked as he took off his clothes, "Where's Xiaomei?" "She just went to bed. She had a fever all day, but it's finally gone down now." Miako answered as he took the clothes.

"Did you catch a cold? Have you seen a doctor?" Xu San asked.

"I saw a Chinese doctor and he prescribed a prescription. I asked Lao Song to boil some medicine. My fever went down after I took it in the morning. But when I woke up at noon, I started having a fever again. It didn't go down until the afternoon, when I took the second dose of medicine."

"Hey, that's what a cold does." Xu San said as he changed into his clogs. "Let's eat first. Let's ask the kitchen to make some porridge."

"I've already arranged it!"

Miako picked up Xu San's shoes and walked into the dining room with him.

Dinner was simple: Xu San brought back some sesame seed buns with some leftover meat from last night, and two glasses of wine.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "I'll go see Xiaomei."

"You care about Xiaomei very much!" Miako asked behind Xu San. She lowered her head and seemed a little unhappy.

"The illness contracted in our family should be taken care of!"

"What if I get sick?" Miako asked in a low voice, but her voice became lower and lower, and in the end it was almost inaudible.

"You~" Xu San smiled bitterly and took Miako's hand, "What's the point of comparing this? You are my wife, and Xiaomei is just a guest."

Feeling the warmth of Xu San's hand, Miako also felt warm in her heart at this moment.

"Xiaomei is just a passer-by. We will leave the Magic City in a few days. After that, we may never see each other again. But you are the one who will accompany me through my life." (End of this chapter)