Chapter 1702

With the rapid development in recent decades, Kyoto, a millennium old city, has become prosperous and busy. With the continuous influx of people, the city has made great progress. At the same time, too much noise has been injected into it. However, in some places, it has not been affected by the modernization construction, and the historical charm has been carefully preserved.

For example, drum lane.

Another example is Qinghefang.

Qinghefang, located in the south central part of Kyoto, is named after a winding river.

It has the same long history as Guxiang. The streets and alleys on both sides can see the mottled traces of the past through the changes of years. However, unlike Guxiang, which is full of high-ranking families, there is no Dingshi family like Song family living here, and the most ordinary street Hundred Surnames live here.

Now there is a very loud slogan, green water and green hills is the golden mountain and silver mountain. The life of being addicted to money is no longer sought after, and everyone is more and more yearning for relaxation and immersion in the mind.

Qinghefang, which has been quiet and exquisite for thousands of years, is becoming more and more famous.

It's night.

Red lanterns flutter with the river wind.

Qinghefang is full of people.

There are no high-rise buildings here. On both sides are low houses. The tallest building is just a four story worry free tavern.

On both sides, there are vendors, Qingba and street art performances.

In the river, there are many boats flowing with the waves. As long as they are willing to pay a small reward, they can take bamboo rafts to enjoy the fireworks on both sides of the river in the sound of flowing water.

Although it can occupy a place in a large number of places of interest in Kyoto, it is not as good as the former ten mile Qinhuai, but Qinghefang is able to attract people's hearts and naturally has its unique elegant demeanor.

"Don't blame me for bringing you here for your honeymoon?"

In the crowd, a man with inconvenient legs was leaning on a crutch in one hand and holding the hand of the woman beside him in the other.

In the past 30 years, they have been in pairs every day. However, it should be the first time for them to join hands so openly.

Up to now still can not completely calm down the mouse just shook his head, hard to grasp the hand of the man around, do not know what to say.

Since the development of Qinghefang, most of the residents here rely on tourism for a living, with red lanterns hanging at the door of every household.

Bright and hazy colors make her feel like a dream. She can only grasp the man's hand and feel the reality through the temperature.

"I've been living in Kyoto all the time. I've been there too many times, and I seldom come here. Besides, I can't go too far now, so I can only hurt you."

Cao Xiuge leans on crutches and wears ordinary clothes, just like the most ordinary one among the busy tourists.

"We'll make it up again later."

He made a pause.

"If there's a chance."

The rat obviously didn't think deeply about the meaning of his last sentence.

"I don't mind. It doesn't matter where you go. The most important thing is that you are here. "

Cao Xiuge turned to smile.

"It's up to us men to say that."

The son mouse raised a smile on him, which did not contain any impurities, so that Cao Xiuge could not help but be stunned.

It's not the first time that the young mouse smiles at him, but this time, it may be the most sincere one.

"You are so beautiful, son mouse."

Cao Xiuge whispered, looking at the smiling face close at hand, his eyes trembled, and then became trance.

It's said that gentleness is the hometown of heroes.

It is not until now that he began to understand this sentence.

What thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, wealth and splendor, it seems that there is no warm hand with calluses he is holding at this time.

I'm not tired of seeing a face for 30 years. This life, should not be tired of it?

They walked along the river bank, enjoying the scenery around them, talking and laughing, appreciating the most ordinary happiness they had never experienced before.

"You see."

All of a sudden, a stall on the side of the road attracted the eyes of the offspring.

That is an old man who sells sugar. Sitting on a wooden chair, he is absorbed in painting exquisite patterns with sugar juice. Below is a stove heated by high temperature. If the sugar juice drips down, it will soon solidify. On the table, there are many masterpieces of the old man, including rabbits, horses and dragons. Although they are made of sugar, they are vivid and lifelike.

At a small scale, it is a craft. At a large scale, it can be regarded as a material cultural heritage.

The old man's exquisite craftsmanship has attracted many onlookers.

"Little girl, here you are."

The old man laughingly handed the newly made sheep to a little girl who was waiting.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

The little girl can't wait to take it, obviously greedy, but not willing to eat.Her mother paid the bill and soon led her away.

"Old man, give me a husky."

The old man's business was very good. As soon as the little girl left, a young man called out.

It's not about eating, it's just about enjoying the process with your eyes.

Besides, the price is not expensive. It's only ten yuan.

"Have you ever eaten?"

Cao Xiuge asked with a smile.

The son mouse naturally shook his head, just like a curious child, staring there all the time.

"Come on, let's buy a mouse, too."

Cao Xiuge is not a person who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. Moreover, for so many years, he has too much debt to the woman who has always been with him quietly and without any regrets. Now he can only seize every minute and make up for it as much as possible.

Holding the mouse's hand, Cao Xiuge went to the stall.

"How do you walk?"?! Don't you have eyes? "

I don't know if I'm too curious about that stall. The rat doesn't pay much attention to the surroundings, which leads to a passer-by's foot. The other side gives a painful cry and glares at the rat.

That is a 20-year-old woman, young and beautiful, but very mature. It can be seen that she should strive to create a superior temperament for herself. Her sharp chin rises slightly consciously, her makeup is exquisite, and she has a pair of Large Silver Earrings hanging on her ears. At first glance, she is not an ordinary family, and she should be regarded as a typical Bai Fumei.

Niu is really a pretty girl, but the flaw is that there is a clear footprint on her pair of apricot pointed high heels.

It's hard to avoid bumps in crowded places. And when the rat found that he had stepped on a man, he immediately took back his foot and made an apology.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Although the son mouse's attitude is sincere, the woman's brow is still tight.

"Not on purpose? Not on purpose? Can't you see when I come here alone? What are your eyes for? "

She lowered her head and looked at the shoes that she had only worn, which had been soiled a few times.

"Bad luck."