Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 18
Since ancient times, except for the time I went fishing with Ting Lu, I have never been out of the mansion.This time someone is willing to lead them out, which is really an excellent opportunity.I was overjoyed, "Then wait a minute, I'll come back and get my things." After finishing speaking, I ran away in a hurry.

Rushing back to the hut in the backyard, I hurriedly looked for the handbag that Xiaoqing made for me the day before yesterday, and then I packed some snacks in it and rushed out.Zhang Tingyu was waiting outside the mansion. When he saw me running, he couldn't help laughing: "Why are you in such a hurry when you hear that you are going out? We have plenty of time, so we can take a stroll."

"To save time. If you spend less time in the mansion, you can spend more time outside. Do you want to eat plums?" I took out a few plums from the small cloth bag on my shoulders, and he picked one of them Putting it in my mouth, I was quickly attracted by the backpack on my body.He picked it up and looked at it in amazement for a long time. "This cloth bag is very unique, did you make it?"

"I came up with the idea of ​​the backpack, but Xiaoqing helped me make the top and lining. Does it look okay?" Speaking of the backpack, I am quite proud of it. This is the most successful thing I have done since I went back to ancient times. one thing.Seeing that other people often put small items in their sleeve pockets, it is not convenient to use at all, so I simply designed a backpack by myself to hold some belongings.It just came in handy when I went out today.Tongcheng is a relatively prosperous small town, the roads are full of traffic, and business carriages are often seen coming and going.There are some big shops on both sides, and some rich people come in and out. For ordinary people, they still like to patronize the scattered stalls on the roadside.

There are many snacks on the street, such as sugar blowing people, candied haws, fried rice cakes, etc. are familiar, and of course there are things that I can’t name. Along the way, the air is full of laughter and a touch of sweet rice.

For Zhang Tingyu, everything around him has long been commonplace, and there is nothing novel about it.But it’s different for me. It’s very strange to see anything. I keep my eyes wide open and collect novel things for fear of missing something. I am attracted by roadside stalls from time to time along the way.When Zhang Tingyu found that there was no one around, his first reaction was to pull me out of the crowd.

He looked at me incredulously, as if he was looking at a monster, and said angrily and amusedly: "Why do you have such great curiosity, haven't you seen those things before? Didn't you see that there were only children around there? You squeezed together with them too? Let others see the joke."

"Going to the street is of course to see the excitement, and you can't watch anything, so it would be a lot of fun." After he said something, I stuck out my tongue secretly.It's just to look at the clay figurine, he is too serious.It doesn't matter if there are children around, but fortunately, a 20-year-old like me can completely pretend to move around in a 14-year-old body, and I don't feel ashamed, but the guy next to me, who is only three years older than Mulan, can't stand it. He held my hand tightly, for fear that I would crawl into a corner again.

When I heard his words just now, haven’t you seen those things? At that time, I almost replied: I haven’t seen them.It's a pity that no one will believe it when I say it, and I might be suspected of strong words.Now being under his tight control, I am really depressed that I can no longer walk around freely.

(End of this chapter)