As soon as Wei Linglong got off the carriage, she exclaimed "Wow".
“So beautiful!”
Xie Ling also looked around.
Sinan was completely renovated, and the originally slightly messy street market was transformed into a three-story building with a unified style.
The house has green tiles, black walls, and high eaves. It's New Year's Eve, and colorful lanterns are hung under the eaves. When the wind blows, the long tassels dance in the wind, which is very pleasing to the eye.
There is a wooden sign at the door of every shop with "so and so centimeters" written on it in black brush.
Wei Linglong was very curious and was surprised by everything she saw.
"This is what you call the work point system!"
"This street used to be a commercial street. No wonder all of them sell rouge, powder, clothes and jewelry."
"Huh? There's a snack street over there."
"I saw the school! There are so many children, and adults too? Oh, now I remember, Sinan also has a school for adults."
.......
Xie Ling led the way slowly in front, allowing Wei Linglong and Wei Xiuchu to have a good look at Sinan.
Suddenly, Wei Linglong patted Xie Ling on the shoulder, her eyes sparkling.
"A Ling, I can read too. Do you think I can be a female official?"
Xie Ling chuckled: "Of course, in Sinan, everything is possible."
The county magistrate's office is in the center of Sinan.
As they strolled around, the three of them arrived at the gate of the county magistrate's mansion.
Unlike the exquisite elegance of the entire Sinan, the county magistrate's mansion is very simple, even inferior to the resettlement areas outside the city.
If it weren’t for the three big characters “County Magistrate’s Mansion” hanging on the wall, no one would know that this ordinary mansion was actually the County Magistrate’s Mansion.
At this time, civil servants were coming in and out, very busy, and the threshold was worn out with several holes.
The white marble square opposite was filled with people.
Xie Ling took a casual glance and saw a few familiar figures in the square.
Zhou Ci Sui was holding a pen, but no one knew what he was writing.
Each member of the Gao family held a keyboard and calculated without stopping.
The Shi family stood in front of a small mountain of sweet potatoes and potatoes, explaining the problem to the people.
.......
Xie Ling couldn't help but curl her eyes.
She is back.
It turned out that without her realizing it, Sinan had become like home to her.
Here are her relatives, lover, and close friends.
Wei Linglong peered inquiringly for a while, "Should we go register?"
Xie Ling shook her head, "No need."
"Okay, eh?"
Wei Linglong's small nose twitched, and her eyes lit up, "What is that? It's so sweet and fragrant!"
When Xie Ling smelled the aroma, she knew that the cakes from Pei's and her mother's cake shop were just coming out of the oven.
Sure enough, within a few seconds, all the people, including a few idle civil servants, swarmed to the right side of the county magistrate's mansion.
The people ran and shouted loudly.
"The cake shop is out, and it is said that there will be new products today!"
A little girl was so anxious that her face turned red and she shouted:
"Mom, you must get me the taro egg tarts!"
Wei Linglong looked at the lively scene of the people and shook Xie Ling's sleeves, "What? I want to eat it too!"
Xie Ling nodded, "This is a specialty of Sinan, called cake. I'll bring you here to eat it in the evening."
Wei Xiuchu also followed Wei Linglong's gaze.
There is a small shop next to the county magistrate's office.
Unlike other shops where the doors are open and visitors can stroll around freely.
You can't enter this shop. There's only a hollowed-out area in the middle of the wall through which you can vaguely see what's going on inside. Several women are placing all kinds of cakes on the table in an orderly manner.
There was already a long queue outside the store.
When Wei Xiuchu was about to look away.
His eyes widened and his whole body suddenly stopped, as if someone had grabbed his heart and made it impossible for him to breathe.
A familiar figure flashed across the store.
A quick glance.
Wei Xiuchu only remembered that the woman was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with gauze covering half of her face. She placed the tray on the table and then quickly disappeared.
This figure.
So familiar, overlapping exactly with the figure that had haunted him thousands of times.
Wei Xiuchu's eyes instantly turned red, and the veins on his hands, which were placed on the wheelchair, bulged.
There are many people in Sinan, and many outsiders come here to visit.
Will she come then?
But wasn't she married to her childhood sweetheart, the Prime Minister? How could she appear in this remote town?
Wei Xiuchu stared at the cake shop until his eye sockets became sore and bloodshot, but he never looked away.
"Shall we go? It's getting late. I'll take you to get some rest."
After finishing speaking, Xie Ling noticed something was wrong with Wei Xiuchu and half bent down, "What's wrong, uncle?"
Wei Xiuchu didn't reply and continued to stare at the cake shop.
Xie Ling was a little confused.
"Uncle?"
Wei Xiuchu finally came back to his senses, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
The women in the cake shop were all wearing the same outfit.
He had just looked for such a long time, but didn't see any familiar figures.
I smiled bitterly in my heart. I must have thought too much and seen it wrong.
Xie Ling keenly noticed that Wei Xiuchu's whole dejected demeanor had become noticeably depressed.
Although he didn't talk much normally, Xie Ling had never felt such strong...despair from him.
Through the black iron mask, those eyes were slightly drooped, as if they could no longer see the dark night of hope.
Xie Ling was a little puzzled, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only push him forward.
She just saw her mother in the cake shop and it took her a long time to resist the urge to call her.
She wanted to give her mother a surprise.
Sinan only has an ingenious layout, but the urban area is actually not very big. It is naturally much smaller than the big capital city like Shangjing where Wei Zhao was built.
After a while, everyone reached the end of the alley and came to the entrance of a quiet alley. They could vaguely see the very clean bluestone road inside.
It was winter, and the leaves of the sycamore trees at the entrance of the alley had all fallen off, leaving the alley bare and looking very withered.
Xie Ling pointed forward and said, "My home is inside. When you get there, I have something to tell you."
Then, she fixed her eyes on Wei Xiuchu and blinked, "Especially you, uncle, you better say it first, don't get angry."
Wei Xiuchu tried his best to calm down and said in a gentle voice: "Okay, how could I be angry with you?"
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