Back to the golden age

Leaving the alley, Lin Yan looked back with some reluctance.

"Yanchao, do you know why I brought you here?"

Song Yuanchao nodded slightly, Aunt Gao's family was the same as Aniang Zhang's family, in Lin Yan's heart they were no different from relatives.

It stands to reason that Lin Yan should bring Song Yuanchao back to her own home, but because of her mother, Lin Yan can't take Song Yuanchao back for the time being. Speaking of which, she feels guilty about Song Yuanchao, and Song Yuanchao knows this in her heart, but He has never said a word in this regard. Lin Yan brought him to Gao Da Niang's house today just to make up for this regret, and hope that Gao Da Niang's family, who are like relatives, can accept Song Yuanchao.

Lin Yan was very satisfied with Song Yuanchao's performance. She was very happy to see Song Yuanchao being so warm and kind to Mrs. Gao's family. At the same time, she felt a little sorry for Song Yuanchao.

As if seeing what Lin Yan was thinking, Song Yuanchao said softly: "Silly girl, if the relationship between the two lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night. Our days are still long, everything will take your time, as long as we are together The problem will be solved eventually, don't you have confidence in yourself or in me?"

Song Yuanchao's words made Lin Yan feel better, and she couldn't help smiling.

"Yanchao, thank you."

"Can I make a request to you?" Song Yuanchao suddenly put on a very serious expression.

Lin Yan looked at him puzzled.

"I hope you will never say thank you to me, because you are the most important person in my heart, and it is a matter of course to do anything for you, so the word thank you will not exist in our mutual dictionary."

Lin Yan looked at Song Yuanchao without saying anything, but her bright smile told Song Yuanchao the answer.

In the afternoon, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan walked casually in Yanjing. They didn't actually have a clear purpose, they walked wherever they went.

Look at the streets and alleys of Yanjing, linger in the depths of alleys full of history, look at the children running and playing, or the old people playing chess and chatting in groups at the entrance of the alleys, the world is full of people everywhere of pyrotechnics.Buy a bunch of candied haws, you have a bite, I have a bite, when you are tired from shopping, just find a step and sit side by side, looking up at the flock of pigeons passing by the sky, listening to the crisp whistle of the pigeons... .

Lin Yan grew up in Mrs. Gao's parents. She has a deep affection for Hutongs and likes the environment.

In her opinion, although her home has better conditions, in Lin Yan's heart, it is not a real home. Only the courtyards in the alleys make her feel kind.

The same is true for Song Yuanchao, and the lanes in Shanghai will give him the same feeling, which he will never feel after moving to his new residence in later generations.

Once upon a time, Song Yuanchao also missed the life in Lilong very much. He missed those old neighbors who could meet each other when he went out and had been with each other for two or three generations. He heard their familiar greetings and laughter in his ears.

The times have been advancing, and the development and prosperity of science and technology make the old things soon be replaced by new things.The same is true of cities, whether it is Yanjing or Shanghai, or other places, the traditional things such as hutongs and lanes are gradually disappearing, and they are replaced by gorgeous high-rise buildings and communities. Modernization has brought various conveniences, The living conditions of the people have also been greatly improved.

It's a pity that while developing in a good way, everything memorable is also gradually disappearing.When people suddenly think of these things, miss them and look for their traces again, they find that there are very few of them.

It took a whole afternoon to stroll around. When the sunset glowed in the west, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan left the alley, and they went to the most famous western restaurant in nearby Yanjing - Moscow Restaurant.

Speaking of this place, Yanjing people affectionately call it "Lao Mo". Eating an authentic Western meal here represents the best and most luxurious enjoyment of Yanjing people, which can make people boast countless times.

This place was once visited by descendants of Song Yuan Dynasty, and he came alone when he visited Jingshi University more than 20 years later.

And now, he came here with Lin Yan, because he made an agreement with Lin Yan when he was in the northwest, and he must bring him here for a taste if he has the opportunity.

Approaching that magnificent building, the entrance of the restaurant is an old revolving wooden door. This wooden door has been replaced by a metal door in later generations. Although the new metal door looks more gorgeous, in the eyes of Song Yuanchao, the current The thick revolving wooden door makes people feel its historical precipitation.

After entering the door, he was surprised to find that there were not many people eating, or even very few.After asking the waiter, I found out that Lao Mo was transformed into a restaurant in the exhibition hall a few years ago, and the original Russian-style western food was also canceled, and it became Chinese food such as egg fried rice and rice bowl, so they wanted to enjoy a western meal today. It is simply impossible.

Lin Yan hasn't been here for a long time, and this is the first time she's been here since she returned to Yanjing. Of course, she doesn't know the changes here.The waiters who used to wear Western-style clothes are now all dressed like state-run restaurants, and the exquisite tableware and clean white napkins neatly arranged on the checkered tablecloths can't be seen on the dining table.

Lin Yan and Song Yuanchao couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the egg fried rice, various rice bowls, and egg drop soup hanging on the price tag, and they laughed at the same time.

"How about we go somewhere else?" Lin Yan suggested with some embarrassment.

"No need, actually I think it's not bad to eat Chinese food here. Maybe in a few years, when Lao Mo resumes normal business, our experience is quite unique. After all, not everyone can eat in such a luxurious western restaurant. Authentic Chinese food." Song Yuanchao said with a smile, Lin Yan tilted her head and thought for a while and burst out laughing, Song Yuanchao's reason seemed to be good, she immediately nodded in agreement.

After asking Lin Yan, Song Yuanchao ordered two beef rice bowls and another seaweed egg drop soup.

After a while, the food came up. Although Chinese food was sold here, the service is still much better than that of ordinary state-run restaurants. At least the food and tableware are not served by themselves, but are delivered by the waiters.

Looking at the rice bowl in front of him, and then at the bowl of seaweed egg soup, Song Yuanchao took two small bowls and filled a bowl of soup for Lin Yan and himself, and then picked up a bottle of Beibingyang and said to Lin Yan with a smile: " Come on! Let's... Cheers!"

Seeing Song Yuanchao's serious look, Lin Yan couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, and said while laughing that Song Yuanchao's appearance was too ridiculous, how could there be any reason to toast with a drink?

"Swallow, let me tell you a secret." At this time, Song Yuanchao lowered his voice and said to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan tilted her head and looked at Song Yuanchao puzzled, as if wondering if he had any secrets to share with her.

"Look, the place where we are sitting is a western restaurant, right? Look at the exquisite decorations around, and then look up at the beautiful sky above, and the things in front of us. You can imagine this drink as the best red wine, Think of this rice bowl as a steak, and this... this...." Song Yuanchao pointed to the seaweed egg soup and two plates of pickles in front of him: "It can also be imagined as borscht, mashed potatoes and dessert after the meal, chopsticks It’s the knife and fork. In this way, everything is so beautiful. The thing is not important, the important thing is who you are with, and this special sense of ritual. Come on, close your eyes and feel it for yourself. Have you found some Feel it?"

Lin Yan suppressed a smile, closed her eyes under Song Yuanchao's gaze, and imagined what Song Yuanchao said.Not to mention, such a connection did find the feeling that Song Yuanchao said.

"Come on! Let's toast." Song Yuanchao once again raised the bottle in his hand and looked at Lin Yan with a smile.

This time, Lin Yan generously picked up the drink in front of her and touched Song Yuanchao solemnly, then put it to her mouth and took a sip.

After one sip, the sweet orange taste was completely different from the taste of red wine, which made Lin Yan couldn't help laughing again. She smiled happily and thought all this was so interesting. I have known Song Yuanchao for so long , it was the first time she discovered that Song Yuanchao was so humorous and interesting.