172 It stinks~~ It stinks worse than the shit you poop~~
Even though Li Xiangyang is just a teenager, he is very nimble and quick. In a short while, all the things Su Taotao ordered were served.
A large bowl of soy milk was also provided.
When that thing came up, the smell was so overwhelming that Su Taotao didn't even want to eat the noodles.
It stinks~~ It stinks worse than the shit you poop.
Chen Chen pinched his nose and crawled into Su Taotao's arms: "Wow~~"
Li Xiangyang greeted them enthusiastically: "Take a sip. This stuff smells stinky but tastes good. We get used to it after a while. We drink it every day."
Su Taotao held her breath and said, "We don't want to get used to it. We appreciate your kindness. Please take it away. Thank you."
No one can stand the smell.
Mumu pinched her nose and didn't even dare to breathe: "Take it away, take it away, quickly..."
Li Xiangyang: "You really don't want to try it? It's delicious..."
Fu Zhengtu stood up, picked up the soy milk and went straight to the kitchen.
"We're not used to drinking, thank you."
The old lady wiped her hands on her apron and took it. "I'm sorry, the brat took the initiative to give you a bowl. The bill was deducted from his pocket money. It's rare to see the brat be so generous."
Fu Zhengtu nodded and said nothing.
After he walked away, the old lady said to her husband, "This little rascal usually wants to stay as far away from guests as possible, but what's wrong with him today? He rushed to ask for money from others. He usually doesn't give a penny, but today he even gave people soybean milk."
The old lady's husband said cheerfully, "Those kids are so cute. It makes me happy just looking at them."
The old lady glanced at Su Taotao and nodded: "That's true."
No wonder the locals recommend this noodle shop.
The old lady’s cooking skills are really good. In the hot summer, eating a bowl of cold noodles or fried noodles with soybean paste, and then pairing it with a bite of sour and spicy appetizing cucumber is the correct way to start the summer in this old city.
As for the brine, the three gentlemen of the Fu family just tasted it, but they couldn't say they liked it or were unable to accept it like they were like soy milk. After all, Su Taotao was an excellent master at cooking pig offal, and any dish she made would taste better than this.
Mr. Mo and Mumu ate with gusto. After all, they had been spoiled by Aunt Zhong's unique cooking skills for many years. It was only recently when Mo Jiazhe came back that the food improved, and they were still able to accept it.
All in all, this meal was better than the one served at the guesthouse.
Before leaving, Mumu and Li Xiangyang felt like they had met too late and exchanged contact addresses. One promised to write to Mumu, and the other promised that next time he and Mr. Mo came to the capital for a meeting, he would come to their house for dinner again.
Li Xiangyang patted his chest and said that he would treat everyone next time.
Although Fu Yuanhang doesn't talk much, Li Xiangyang still likes him very much because he is good-looking, good at drawing, and he doesn't dislike him.
Needless to say, Chenchen is so adorable that Li Xiangyang even wants to keep him at home as a mascot, he is so adorable.
"We will all come to the capital to study in the future~~" Chenchen suddenly said.
Li Xiangyang's small single-lidded eyes flashed with a light: "Really? When?"
Chen Chen shook his head: "I don't know~~Maybe I have to wait until I grow up~~to be as tall as you~~"
Li Xiangyang was instantly disappointed: "Doesn't that mean it will take another ten years? That's too long."
Su Taotao listened to the conversation between the two children and thought that it would not take ten years, as the college entrance examination would be resumed in three years. Even if she did not apply to a university in the capital, in another seven or eight years, Fu Yuanhang and Mumu would also be able to do so.
However, this period of time is not long for adults, but it is quite long for children.
Su Taotao had never considered what would happen to the two children at home if she went to college.
But there are still a few years left, so we’ll talk about the future later.
The kids never expected that they would make good friends just by having a meal.
Li Xiangyang reluctantly sent them to the door, and first peeked out to take a look. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he let them out. In fact, it was late at night and the red armbands had all gone off work, so there was no problem at all.
Li Xiangyang pointed at the house number and said to his friends, "Remember my address, don't go to the wrong place next time."
Su Taotao looked in the direction he pointed and felt that the address looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.
When they reached the crooked locust tree, Su Taotao slapped her forehead and said, "I remember now. The address that Mr. Tang gave us seems to be nearby."
Su Taotao stopped and opened her bag, then found the address that Mr. Tang gave her and looked at it: "That's right, the noodle shop is on the west side, and this address is on the east side, so it should be right there."
A crooked locust tree divides the alley into east and west sides, like a clear dividing point. The west side is obviously inhabited by smaller families. There are few single families like Li Xiangyang's. Most of the houses are large courtyards where several families live.
On the east side is a typical wealthy family's home, with big red lanterns hanging high, and the road and courtyard gate are obviously much wider.
"Do you need to pay a visit?" asked Mr. Mo.
Su Taotao shook her head: "I won't go."
Su Taotao would rather not use Mr. Tang’s connections than necessary.
Who are the people who can safely own a standard courtyard house with their own door and door these days? Their identities are self-evident.
Because of the inequality of status, people come to the door either to ask for money or to request something.
Su Taotao didn't want to establish this relationship.
This is also what Fu Zhengtu meant.
Su Taotao said, "Let's go. It's still early. Why don't we go to Chang'an Avenue to see the night view? It's not too far from here."
Fu Zhengtu looked at her in surprise: "Have you been to the capital before?" How come she seems to be more familiar with the capital than he is.
"My father has been here. I've heard him talk about it before." Su Taotao wasn't kidding. In her memory, both her father in the 21st century and her father in this life had indeed been to the capital.
Engineer Mo said cheerfully, "Let's go. Let's take a few guys to see the night view first. After the meeting, we'll have to take a morning to watch the flag-raising ceremony."
Since it was the first time for the children to visit the capital, everything they saw was naturally new to them.
The roads in the capital are wider than elsewhere, and the street lights in the capital are brighter than elsewhere.
We were chatting and laughing as we walked along the street, and before we knew it we were at Chang'an Avenue. The children were so shocked by the solemn and majestic Tiananmen Square that they were speechless.
At this time, a sprinkler truck that was cleaning the road passed by. It was in the shape of an old car, with a water tank towed at the back. Water was sprayed out from the water pipes on the front of the car like two rows of row fans. The driver sat in the cab, operating various instruments, cleaning the hot road spotlessly.
The three children were so shocked that they were speechless and kept staring at the sprinkler truck.
Especially Chenchen, whose beautiful big eyes stared at him without blinking.
Chenchen seems to be born with a love for all kinds of machines. He particularly likes cars, airplanes, ships, tanks and even pistols.
"Mom~~ What's going on~~ Why is the car spraying water~~"
Su Taotao: "This is called a sprinkler truck, it is used to clean the road."
When Chenchen is happy, he likes to clap his hands: "Wow~~ so disgusting~~"
Fu Yuanhang was overwhelmed and his paintbrush never stopped, almost filling up the entire notebook.
This night in the capital brought them too much shock.
People always yearn for glory. Chen Chen and Fu Yuanhang's journey from the closed and backward Qinglian Village to the glorious and prosperous capital has brought them too many visual and spiritual shocks.
Outside the village is the commune, outside the commune is the county town, outside the county town is the city, outside the city is an even bigger city and the most prosperous capital...
What about outside the capital?
This question has taken root in the minds of the children. When they grow up, they will definitely explore and see what else there is outside the capital.
8.21 Update Completed
When I was looking up information, I saw a photo of "Night view of Chang'an Avenue - a sprinkler truck cleaning the road. Taken in 1972." I found it particularly interesting, so I'm sharing it with you. Good night.