In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

She told the truth, but he felt that she was understanding. Next, the two of them ignored the crowded and noisy surroundings and chatted about some books and movies they had read. The collision made them deeply feel the spiritually pleasing fit.

With such people by your side, life will definitely not be boring.

Song Hongguo also has more and more expectations for her future married life.

The hardware condition in the car is poor, but the scenery along the way makes people feel that the trip is worthwhile. There are many mountains in the area, one after another, and the scenic spots have not yet been developed into future generations. They all maintain the original flavor, which is a feast for the eyes.

It was exactly nine o'clock when we arrived in the city.

After leaving the station, they took a stroll around the city first. Several main streets still maintained the style of the last century, which gave Song Hongguo a lot of surprises. You know, these streets will never be seen in later generations. It was demolished and replaced with high-rise buildings. The bustling is bustling, but it no longer has the historical charm.

Seeing that she liked it, Huo Minglou took a lot of pictures of her here. She tentatively said that she wanted to take a picture of him too, and he readily agreed without thinking about it. He also enthusiastically taught her skills and experience.

He was quite at ease with her, but Song Hongguo was quite nervous when using this kind of camera for the first time. He carefully manipulated the camera according to what he taught, waited for him to choose a position to stand still, and nervously pressed the shutter.

We have to wait until the photos are developed to know how good she is.

After visiting the main street, I went to the department store for a walk. Compared with their factory, the scale is similar to that of their factory, but the variety of goods is obviously more, especially the food and clothes, which are more varied.

It’s hard to come here, so naturally I won’t leave empty-handed. Huo Minglou bought a few pastries, which are also local specialties. The biscuits and small twists are divided into salty and sweet ones. They are wrapped in sesame seeds. Roasted, as thin as a piece of paper, crispy when you bite into it, the little twist is deep-fried golden, and there is also the champion crisp, which is also a famous food that has been passed down for hundreds of years. There are several flavors. They chose the most classic white kidney bean filling.

These things are not only expensive, but you also need dim sum tickets. Huo Minglou obviously prepared for it, and each item cost two catties. In the end, the cost was quite a lot, which aroused the envy of many people around.

Especially the lesbians, the way they look at him is like discharge.

Aside from Huo Minglou's amazing looks, just buying things from him without even frowning is enough to make lesbians fall in love with him. Who doesn't want to marry a generous partner?
Besides, generous hands and feet means that the conditions of the family are good, otherwise would they be willing to spend so much money?
The system jumped out and asked, "Seeing that my male god is so popular, is there any pressure?"

Song Hongguo was not affected by his words at all. In her opinion, those women who were full of love were not even rotten peach blossoms. The attitude of rejecting people from thousands of miles away, unless it is to risk their reputation, otherwise, they will all be beaten and returned home.

Sure enough, before they could find an excuse to approach and talk, Huo Minglou turned cold, exuding an aura of not wanting to provoke me, and instantly smashed those who were about to be beaten to pieces.

When he met her, his face suddenly softened, and he discussed with her, "Let's go upstairs to look at the clothes, here are children's clothes and shoes from Haishi..."

Song Hongguo nodded, and did not reject his offer, thinking that she would just find a chance to return the gift later, and she could do it no matter if it was food or clothing.

In the end, I chose a pair of dark blue overalls for each of the two little guys. It's not that there are no other clothes, but those styles are not as good-looking as the one she made for them.

Huo Minglou felt the same way, looking at the frock coats the two brothers were wearing, he faintly showed envy.

Seeing this, Song Hongguo blurted out, "I'll make one for you later."

Huo Minglou's eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"

His undisguised surprise greatly pleased her. Song Hongguo smiled and said, "Can I still lie to you? When I go back, I will find a time to measure your size first. It will be finished in a few days."

Huo Minglou subconsciously wanted to say that he knew his size, but the moment he opened his mouth, he thought of something, swallowed it, and said with a little dodge in his eyes, "Then tomorrow at noon..."

Song Hongguo didn't think much about it at the moment, and said "Yes".

On the contrary, Ling Zhi sensed something unusual, and looked at Huo Minglou suspiciously. Seeing that his expression was a little unnatural, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, why does he feel a little guilty looking at him?

But what could he be guilty of?

After shopping, it was time to eat. The four of them went to one of the most famous and time-honored restaurants in the area. Of course, they are all state-run now, but the exterior has not been changed much. The facade is very grand, and the interior decoration The decorations and decorations are also very delicate and elegant, revealing a century-old heritage everywhere.

The dishes in the store are also much richer than other places. There are almost all local specialties, such as crispy pot, fried meat, fried spring rolls, tofu boxes, sausages, stewed vegetables, eight-treasure rice, glazed sweet potatoes, and stir-fried kidneys, sweet and sour Carp, each wooden sign is hung on the most conspicuous position on the wall, showing the arrogance here.

Huo Minglou asked their mother and son for their opinions, and finally ordered crispy pot, fried spring rolls, glazed sweet potatoes, and sweet and sour carp. The staple food was dumplings stuffed with scallions and mutton. It cost more than seven yuan in total, and a lot of food was needed Tickets and meat tickets, after eating this meal, it can be regarded as a luxury meal.

Song Hongguo was calm because she traveled from a later life, and she could have a simple breakfast for just seven yuan, so she didn't feel distressed, but Huo Minglou was also very calm, purely because she had seen the world and had experience. Only when the economic strength is improved, can we have the confidence to 'spend a lot of money' without changing face.

The only person who really feels distressed is probably Lexus.

After ordering the dishes, they went to the second floor and chose a table by the window. After a while, a waiter brought up two flat plates, one was crispy pot and the other was deep-fried spring rolls, both of which were obviously prepared long ago. Okay, just eat ready-made, no need to wait.

Huo Minglou had already scalded the chopsticks with hot water, and when the dishes came, he picked Song Hongguo first, and naturally chose her favorite crispy pot, picked pig's trotters and pork belly, and put them in her bowl unceremoniously.

Lexus, "..."

It's a good thing that they are the only ones, no matter how many outsiders are there, he must be disgusted for doing this, how can he just pick up meat and vegetables for only one person to eat?When no one else exists?
Ling Yuan watched with a smile.

Song Hongguo's face was a little hot, and she quickly stopped him, "You eat too, don't just give it to me..."

Huo Minglou said as a matter of course, "Don't you like it? I will eat it with you first, and I will eat other things. Come and try it. Is the food here authentic?"

This place can be regarded as the birthplace of local specialties, and it must be authentic. Song Hongguo tasted it and couldn’t stop eating it. This is much more delicious than those high-end restaurants in later generations, and it shouldn’t be worse. Cooking skills, but the ingredients themselves, and the time spent.

For example, crispy pots, later generations use pressure cookers, and they can be cooked in four to ten minutes, but now, they have to be stewed in a casserole for a day and a night before serving. Can the taste be the same?