Chapter 363

Ningcheng this afternoon is much more lively than usual. It seems that the celebration is coming. The faces of pedestrians on the street are all happy. Even Feng Anyan and he Mulan are a little infected by the atmosphere.

As Feng Anyan said, some food stalls can be seen everywhere. He Mulan follows Feng Anyan to a snack stall and tries their sweet cake curiously, but it's almost too sweet to swallow.

"It's so sweet." He Mulan said bitterly after swallowing.

"This one should go with this kind of tea. Don't worry, little girl." The granny who sells sweet cakes shakes out a cup of green tea. After he Mulan takes a sip, she suddenly feels that her mouth is full of fresh taste, and the sweet and greasy taste has dissipated a lot.

"It seems to be delicious. Anyan, try it." He Mulan put down the teacup, then took up a piece of sweet cake and handed it to Feng Anyan's lips. He watched him open his mouth to eat, and handed the teacup to him.

"How's it going?" Granny smiles at Feng Anyan and asks.

Feng Anyan nodded: "is this kind of tea made of special tea?"

"Yes, I'll show you." Grandma took out a bag of green leaves from the drawer and handed them to Feng Anyan.

"Wow, it's different from the tea we usually see." He Mulan curiously stretched out his head to see, and by the way, he went up and smelled it. As expected, he smelled a cool smell.

"This kind of leaf can be used for tea or medicine." Grandma seems to be an outsider. Although she speaks Mandarin with some local accent, she is easier to understand than the teacher she met that day.

"Let's buy a bag." Feng Anyan asked about the price, and found that it was not very expensive. Ningcheng was not as expensive as some tourist cities. He paid for some sweet cakes and a bag of tea. The sweet cakes were held in oil paper bags. He Mulan happily held the bag and followed Feng Anyan. His grandmother told he Mulan that as long as he didn't swallow it in one mouthful, it would not be too sweet to eat slowly, It's just that the tea can make people calm, so Feng Anyan will buy it.

Before they know it, they walk to the stage they are building. He Mulan sees the actors they saw in the theater yesterday. They take off their make-up, but they can still see their style. He Mulan can't help but sigh about their temperament.

At the end of the stage construction, she was hanging some silk cloth as decoration. He Mulan also noticed many strange boxes, but they were other people's things, so she didn't ask much.

Some shops along the river have already hung festive lanterns in front of their doors. Some people are standing under the lanterns, with their hands folded, bowing deeply to the lanterns. They are saying that they are thanking the river god and praying for the future.

He Mulan thought it was fun, so he just stood by the river and prayed to the river.

When she finished praying, she opened her eyes and saw Feng Anyan looking at herself with great interest.

"What for?" He Mulan doesn't have good spirit of stare Feng an Yan one eye to ask a way.

"What wish are you making? I'm curious. " Feng Anyan approaches he Mulan and asks.

"Haven't you heard the saying that wishes don't work when they are spoken?" He Mulan was so fierce that he left the river.

Feng Anyan shakes his head helplessly, and follows he Mulan. Two people come to the dock. A few boats are moored on the edge of the small dock. The boatman is smoking dry smoke on the boat. Seeing the two of them, he quickly waves for visitors.

"Miss, sir, by boat?" Asked the boatman politely.

"It's said that there are river lanterns in the celebration. Can we still take a boat?" He Mulan asked strangely.

"Miss, the lantern meeting doesn't start until six in the afternoon. It's only four o'clock. We can go around the river." "The boatman explained," and the river lights usually last only about an hour, when the boats can run

"So it is..." he Mulan nodded clearly, then suddenly saw a Kongming lamp on the boat. She could not help but be interested. "Brother boatman, what's your Kongming lamp for?"

"Ah? Well... "The boatman quickly put the lamp in and said," nothing, nothing... "

"We don't take a boat. Thank you, Mulan. Let's go and have dinner first." He Mulan still wants to ask, but he is interrupted by Feng Anyan. He pulls he Mulan up and pulls her aside.

"Oh, how can you stop me from asking him! Maybe he wanted to tell the girl he liked? " Seeing that Kongming lamp, he Mulan can't help thinking about what he heard this morning and speculating.

"How can it be? He looks like he's at least 40 years old. He's already married." Feng Anyan is not interested in these, but focuses on looking for any restaurants. Fortunately, there is one that looks good not far away. He takes he Mulan into the restaurant as if he has found a target."How do you know he must have a family? There are a lot of 40 year old single people like him!" He Mulan still insists on his own idea, insisting that the boatman's Kongming lamp is used to express himself.

"Mulan, it's easy for you to limit your thinking. It's because you heard the couple's words in the morning that you think he has a Kongming lamp to express himself, but it's not." Feng Anyan explained seriously after ordering good food.

"Oh, how do you know?" He Mulan said angrily, "how do you know you guessed right?"

"I don't guess, I just know." Feng an Yan mouth corner a hook, suddenly say.

Now it was he Mulan's turn to doubt. She looked at Feng Anyan and made sure he wasn't joking with him. Then she asked, "then tell me, what's his Kongming lamp for?"

"I won't tell you yet." Feng an Yan said, but after seeing he Mulan's eyes, he coughed and said, "maybe it's for the celebration, I don't know."

"I asked about the process of the celebration. First of all, the river lamp will be put on at about six o'clock, then the river lamp will be put on one side of the bridge and go to the other side, then the night market on the street will be opened, and the celebration performance will begin, and then the free activities will be held, that is, the time to express your mind. Where do you need the Kongming lamp?" He Mulan believes his memory, so he seriously analyzes it with Feng Anyan.

Feng Anyan didn't expect that he Mulan remembered so clearly, so he sighed and said helplessly: "how can you be so real?"

"What's the matter with you?" He Mulan was not angry and said, "this shows that my attitude is rigorous!"

"OK, you have a strict attitude, but you have said so much about the process. Is there really no Kongming lamp to use?" Feng Anyan looks at he Mulan, meaning to point to say.

He Mulan thought for a while, and finally shook his head, looking at Feng Anyan with a confused face.

Feng Anyan sighed again. He looked at the waiter with chopsticks and said, "let's eat first. You'll know in the evening."

Then, no matter how he Mulan pressed, Feng Anyan would not say anything like pouring a layer of iron juice on his mouth.