Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 322: Seven-Day War (7)
Song Wanzhi immediately searched for Xiao Ye in the crowd.

Then, separated by thousands of people, she saw Xiao Ye looking at the fire dragon lantern in the distance, and Shen Jin who was always following behind her, and she was relieved.

Su Mengchen stood there, without raising the corners of his eyes, he saw the little fox with its big tail swinging on the Yellow Crane Tower.

When the little fox saw Su Mengchen's eyes, he bared his teeth flatteringly at Su Mengchen.

Su Mengchen didn't bother to pay attention to it, and then continued to raise his eyes, and saw the empty Jialan Tower.

Then, he lowered his eyes.

Song Wanzhi looked at Xiao Ye and Shen Jin and said, "It should be a good thing that Xiao Ye has such a friend."

Su Mengchen looked at Shen Jin, with a deep smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, the two met by fate."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Let them play, let's go back first."

The two walked forward along the flow of people.

After walking for a while, Su Mengchen said, "Wait a minute."

Song Wanzhi stopped.

Then, Su Mengchen passed through the crowd and stopped in front of an old man who was selling things. The old man was bent over, and the things in front of him were steaming. The things were wrapped in a black bamboo tube, which probably looked quite worn out. , and the old man was dressed in rags, so many people just took a look and left.

Su Mengchen looked at the old woman, took out a few large coins from her bosom, and handed them to the old woman: "Ma'am, give me one."

When the aunt saw it, she hurriedly wrapped a bamboo tube and came over. She didn't expect someone to buy her things.

She smiled because of her old age, showing her toothless mouth, her face wrinkled, but with the thickest kindness.

The kindness of thanking others for buying her things.

Su Mengchen took the thing, thanked her, and then carried the thing to Song Wanzhi's side: "I've been here for so long, let's have something to eat first."

Song Wanzhi was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect this person to be so meticulous, she raised her eyes to look at him, but saw that he was peeling off the bamboo tube, in an instant, the crystal clear rice grains with the fragrance of jasmine gradually Winding up.

Su Mengchen said: "This is the delicacy of Liangshan immigrants. It uses bamboo from Heishan. Although it looks ugly, this bamboo is steamed with glutinous rice in cold regions and accompanied by jasmine. It tastes very good. Try it."

After finishing speaking, he gently scooped up a spoon with the small spoon carried in the bamboo tube, and brought it to Song Wanzhi.

The two stood in the corner, with a plum blossom tree with luxuriant green leaves above their heads. Song Wanzhi looked at the things Su Mengchen handed over and saw his calm and upright expression, so she lowered her head slightly and took a bite.

In an instant, the fragrance penetrated directly into the lungs.

He looked at her lowered head, and from him, he could only see the girl's smooth forehead, and the slightly parted red lips under the small nose, like the radiant vermilion on the green branches, attracting people's attention. .

Su Mengchen asked: "Is it possible?"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Sure enough, it is worthy of being an immigrant from Liangshan."

This person does not know how many mountains and rivers he has traveled, and how many people and things he has been used to, so that he knows everything, from cooking tea to these mountain snacks, Yangchun Baixue and Xialiba people live together.

And at this moment, suddenly, a mocking voice sounded.

"Sure enough, you are only worthy of marrying a farmer, and a lowly farmer can only give you this kind of food."

Outside the plum tree, Song Hanxiu looked at Song Wanzhi with resentment in his eyes, but his mouth was merciless.

Song Wanzhi just reached out to take Su Mengchen's rice in a bamboo tube, and ate it mouthful. Then, she raised her head and looked at Song Hanxiu outside.

(End of this chapter)