Under Xie Fei's hard work, Yu Li still undertook the work of writing red blessings and couplets.
For a time, the inn was full of red lanterns, paper window grilles, and even several old trees were covered with wishing bells decorated with red tassels. The wind picked up, and the melodious bell was like a song playing in the spring.
Even though Xie Fei had done so much, the inn was quite deserted on New Year's Eve, and even Yan Lai, Lu Xiping and Lu Shengnan went home.
In fact, there are not many tourists in the entire Xining Village, and you can almost hear the local accent on the road—it is a family reunion day, very few people choose to travel on New Year's Eve, and if there are, most of them are traveling abroad.
However, Xie Fei is not worried, because since the beginning, the inn has been fully booked.
At this moment, he and two employees are accompanying the only seven or eight guests to have a New Year's Eve dinner. On the feast, chicken, duck, fish, wonton dumplings, dumplings, long noodles and Lantern Festival have everything, not only taking into account the tastes of the north and the south, but also ingenious in shape - sugar Vinegar shrimp balls, cucumbers, and shredded carrots are strung together with "three lanterns", Chinese cabbage wrapped in ham, corn, green beans and steamed "lucky bags", beef and mutton wrapped in enoki mushrooms and rolled up "firecrackers", and a fruit plate assembled "Fufu", glutinous rice desserts shaped into the shape of the zodiac, fried fish in the shape of chrysanthemums...
The guests enjoyed the food and chatted casually. Even if they didn’t know each other, they were destined to sit together at this moment.
The newly installed projection in the restaurant is showing the annual Spring Festival Gala. A male singer with the same style as Ah Fu is standing in the center of the stage playing and singing.
"Brother Ah Fu likes him?" Xie Fei asked casually when she saw Ah Fu staring and shaking her head.
"I like his music." Ah Fu corrected seriously: "His music is full of emotion, especially the one written to his father in every album, I like it the most. Boss, do you want to listen, I'm all about his albums. Have."
"Thank you, no need." Xie Fei couldn't appreciate it a little, and it was easy to think of the scene where Ah Fu transformed into his original form and hung upside down on the beam "calling wheat" on the first day of his arrival at the inn, and he was not in a good mood.
Seeing that there were not many dishes left on the table, Xie Fei turned her gaze to a potbellied guest and the petite lady beside him, "Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin, it's past nine o'clock, and it's almost time to leave."
The couple came from other provinces. Mrs. Lin ate a friend's Amway and chose to stay at the inn on New Year's Eve, just to taste the New Year's Eve dinner prepared by the boss.
Mr. Lin is a businessman and is quite superstitious. On New Year's Eve, he always burns incense sticks. However, he doesn't believe in Buddhism or belief, and the nearest famous Taoist temple to Xining Village is the Xiaoxian Temple in Nanshan City.
But neither of them could drive. Before coming, Mr. Lin made a special call to ask if there was a car at the inn that could take him to the city to burn incense. For this reason, he was willing to pay an extra day for the room. Xie Fei thought that there was no business on New Year's Eve, and that she had just re-issued her driver's license not long ago, and also thought about the addiction to driving, so she agreed.
Before going out, Xie Fei asked the other guests if they wanted to go with them. There were two empty seats in the car.
But apart from Bai Yan, who stayed at the inn for the Spring Festival, no one else was too lazy to make such a trip in winter.
"Why did Mr. Bai think of going to the Taoist Temple?" Xie Fei asked casually after getting into the car. Hasn't Bai Yan "converted to my Buddha" recently
Bai Yan, whose injuries were getting better, put on his seat belt and said seriously: "There are so many believers in the world, and when Buddha is dozing, it's always good to worship more mountains."
Xie Fei laughed dryly, suspecting that Bai Yan just wanted to join in the fun.
Mr. Lin in the back seat smiled cheerfully: "Mr. Bai's Chinese is very good. Has he been in our country for many years?"
Bai Yan turned her head back, her blue eyes filled with a faint smile: "Mr. Lin won the prize, but it hasn't been a long time, but the last person I fell in love with was someone from your place."
"The women here are good." Mr. Lin took his wife's shoulders: "Virtuous, hard-working, gentle—"
"Not your woman here."
"But you didn't say..."
Bai Yan raised his lips and smiled: "It's the man here."
The back row was immediately quiet, and Xie Fei also glanced at Bai Yan unexpectedly, not expecting that the other party would like a man. You must know that Bai Yan was very enthusiastic and active towards Concubine Xiang when he first came to the inn. The two were ambiguous for a while, and Concubine Xiang unilaterally ignored Bai Yan. Xie Fei also asked curiously. Concubine Xiang said frankly that Bai Yan only If you can't get on, either you can't, or you're deliberately playing a hooligan.
Now it seems that it may just be a sexual error.
On New Year's Eve, the main road was unobstructed, and driving was the most enjoyable. Xie Fei took the guests to Xiaoxianguan, and asked everyone to go in first and find a parking place by themselves.
There are many people burning incense tonight. The parking lot near Xiaoxianguan has long been empty. Xie Fei is not familiar with the surrounding area. She even asked a few people to find a parking place beside a small road.
When she was in front of the crowded mountain gate, Xie Fei saw the lonely Mrs. Lin with sharp eyes, and hurriedly walked over: "Mrs. Lin, why are you alone?"
"It's so crowded inside that I'm almost out of breath. I'll go in later." Mrs. Lin said delicately and weakly: "This little fairy temple is really famous."
Xie Fei just thought she was talking about a lot of people, and explained with a smile: "After all, it is a long time ago. I heard that it was built in the Qin Dynasty, and it has a history of more than 2,000 years. The resistance was too fierce, the Taoist temple was set on fire by the devils, and now only the Sanqing Palace is still an old building from the Ming Dynasty, and the rest were rebuilt after the founding of the country."
"It turned out to be more than 2,000 years ago." Mrs. Lin nodded thoughtfully: "I just said why there are still monks working in Taoist temples."
"what?"
Mrs. Lin pointed not far away, Xie Fei took a look and saw a long queue there, a fourteen-fifteen-year-old boy wearing a Taoist robe was distributing incense candles.
In the evening, Xie Fei couldn't see the young man's appearance clearly, only noticed that the other party's shaved head was round and cute.
The boy didn't know if he noticed the gazes of the two, and looked this way blankly.
"Wow, what a cute little monk!" Mrs. Lin could not help exclaiming when she finally saw the boy's face.
The boy probably heard her words, and glared at her with a frown, like a puffer fish.
Xie Fei was amusing and speculating about the identity of the young man. Could it be that he used to be a monk and just "changed his family" not long ago
He felt that it was not good for Mrs. Lin to be alone, so he also stood with him for a while, the two chatted a few times, and occasionally checked the phone, and it was 11:30 in a blink of an eye.
"Let's go in, we have to find Mr. Lin and the others first." Xie Fei suggested.
Mrs. Lin was a little reluctant, but nodded.
Several halls in the temple were crowded with people. Xie Fei did not meet Mr. Lin from the first hall to the last Jade Emperor Hall, but found Bai Yan.
At the sound of twelve o'clock, countless pilgrims pushed forward, and some people in the back row simply threw the lit incense in their hands into the incense burner in front of them in order to seize the time. The scene was a mess.
"Oh my god..." Bai Yan looked back at this scene and was scared out of his native language.
Xie Fei didn't have time to comfort him, so she only tried her best to protect Mrs. Lin to the corner.
When a few people finally squeezed into a more spacious place, Xie Fei didn't have time to breathe, when she saw Mrs. Lin's face was pale, her expression was painful, and she was gasping for breath with one hand on her throat.
"Mrs. Lin?" Xie Fei groaned in her heart, and hurriedly supported her, "What's wrong with you? Where are you uncomfortable?"
Mrs. Lin was speechless, her bluish lips trembled, and her other hand scratched the small leather bag beside her with difficulty.
"Is there any medicine?" Xie Fei anxiously wanted to help, and Bai Yan also hurriedly took out her mobile phone and dialed 120. Suddenly, a low, hoarse male voice sounded: "Help her sit down, try to make her waist lean forward, and untie the collar. Buckle and belt."
The calm tone was inexplicably convincing, and Xie Fei didn't care about the difference between men and women, and did so subconsciously.
"See if she has asthma spray or oral medication in her bag."
"Yes!" Xie Fei really found a bottle of spray from her small leather bag.
"One or two sprays for her to use."
After taking the medicine, Mrs. Lin's symptoms were obviously relieved. Xie Fei had time to look up and found that the man who rescued him was sitting in a wheelchair. He was in his twenties. The eyes are calm and sharp.
"First ask if there is a portable oxygen bag in the Taoist temple. If not, pour a cup of boiling water and let her inhale the hot water vapor." The man raised his eyes and looked at Bai Yan, who looked stupid. The child did not respond.
The man just pretended that Bai Yan didn't understand, but he clearly heard that the other party spoke fluent Chinese when he called the emergency call. After frowning slightly, he tentatively changed into English: "Ask if there is any portable oxygen bag here. If not, just prepare a cup of boiling water. Let her breathe the hot steam.”
"Sean?" Bai Yan murmured a name.
"You know me?" There was a hint of confusion in the man's sharp eyes.
Bai Yan was suddenly stunned.
"My boyfriend accidentally lost his memory three months ago. He only remembers what happened six years ago." A long-haired lady said suddenly, her eyes flashed slightly, and she seemed a little nervous.
Only then did Xie Fei notice that the other party was holding the man's wheelchair, and she heard Bai Yan sneer: "Are you kidding me?" Perhaps because he was too shocked, he repeated in Chinese: "What are you kidding me?"
The woman looked at her boyfriend at a loss, but saw that the man kept staring at Bai Yan, her face froze, and her hands suddenly tightened.
At this time, two Taoist priests rushed over. After hearing that Mrs. Lin needed oxygen, one hurried to look for it, and the other went to the radio station to notify Mr. Lin.
When Mr. Lin appeared sweating profusely, the hospital ambulance also stopped in front of the mountain gate.
Although Mrs. Lin was out of breath now, she was still carried on a stretcher.
Mr. Lin only had time to shake the hand of the savior, and by the way, he shoved a business card to the other party, and hurriedly followed the ambulance.
Xie Fei naturally wanted to go to the hospital, but when he thanked the man, he glanced at Bai Yan and suddenly asked, "Can I go with you?"
Although it felt a bit abrupt, Xie Fei thought about the spaciousness of Yu Li's car, and the man and Bai Yan must have known each other before. Most of the other party just wanted to inquire about the years when she lost her memory, so she nodded: "Of course."
The man smiled politely: "Thank you."
On the way, Xie Fei found out that the man and Bai Yan had the same surname, Bai Wenqiu, who was traveling with his girlfriend Zhao Xiaoman from a neighboring province. Bai Wenqiu was a snowboarder in his early years. He had an accident during training six years ago, causing permanent damage to his legs.
Xie Fei was quite surprised, he thought Bai Wenqiu would be a doctor or something.
"A long illness has become a doctor." Bai Wenqiu's tone was calm.
"What happened to your accident three months ago?" Bai Yan, who had been silent, suddenly asked.
"I accidentally fell, kowtowed, and I forgot something when I woke up." Bai Wenqiu stared at the back of the passenger seat: "According to my mother, I lived in the United States for three years, and Mr. Bai knew me at that time. Is it?"
She didn't hear Bai Yan's answer for a long time, Xie Fei glanced at him strangely, and saw that the other party was unconsciously rubbing his right wrist, where he was wearing a watch, but Xie Fei saw it by chance, and there was a hideous line under the watch. of scars.
Ten minutes later, Cross Country arrived at the nearest hospital to Xiaoxianguan.
After entering the emergency room, after learning that Mrs. Lin needed to be hospitalized for observation, Xie Fei never rested, and kept helping her run up and down until it was two o'clock.
After saying goodbye to the Lin family and his wife, Xie Fei came out of the ward and saw Bai Wenqiu and Zhao Xiaoman staying together, Bai Yan standing far away alone, and the two parties seemed to have a clear meaning.
"Mr. Bai, thank you very much today." Xie Fei glanced at the time, "It's too late, I'll take you and Miss Zhao back to the hotel."
Bai Wenqiu was not polite to him, and nodded slightly: "I'm sorry."
By the time Xie Fei dragged her tired body back to the inn, it was already four in the morning.
"Mr. Bai, are you okay?" Xie Fei accompanied Bai Yan to the garden. When they parted, he hesitated for a moment and asked.
Bai Yan was startled: "What's wrong with me?"
Xie Feixin said that you lost your soul all the way, and it's no wonder that you are good, but seeing that the other party chose to cover up, he would not reveal it, "Then you should rest early, by the way, Happy New Year."
Bai Yan forced a smile: "Happy New Year."
Back in the small building, Xie Fei was too sleepy. After entering the room, she found that the light was on and Yu Li was sitting on his bed.
"Brother? What are you doing in my room?"
"Look how old it is now—" Yu Li suddenly frowned, "Come here."
"Didn't I tell you on the phone?" Xie Fei rubbed her eyes and walked over, her voice a little sticky.
Yu Li suddenly took his hand and sniffed at the tip of his nose: "Who did you meet today?"
"Ah?" Xie Fei's mind was about to stop now, and she said blankly, "I met a lot of people."
"You have the smell of two strange monsters mixed in." Yu Li looked unhappy, "One smell is very weak, I can't smell it."
Xie Fei instinctively raised her arm and smelled it, but of course she couldn't smell anything. "What's the other smell?"
Yu Li's eyes filled with disgust: "Pipi shrimp smell."
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