Xu Yao came forward, with her hands behind her back, and walked around Wen Liang with a smile on her face. The girl's body exuded the gracefulness and fragrance that only appeared at this age. Her long black hair was stained by the soft light of the setting sun, and as it swung, she seemed to carry a sense of otherworldliness that did not belong to this world.
Wen Liang smiled and stood there obediently, letting her stare at him. But he secretly sighed in his heart. Just for Xu Yao's innocent smile at that moment, maybe he should have given in more thoroughly yesterday...
"I waited for a long time but you didn't come out. I thought you were too shy and ran away in shame after being scolded by Teacher Ye."
Good news never travels far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. Wen Liang had long despaired of the speed at which gossip spread in No. 1 Middle School, and said, "The ancients said that secrecy leads to success, while disclosure leads to failure. It seems to make sense. Sooner or later, I will find the spy you planted in Class 3!"
Xu Yao chuckled and said, "Let's talk about it after you find it out... Let's go quickly. There's a new Xiangji Kitchen opened in Huashan. I heard that the vegetarian food is very good. I asked someone to book a room for them. Let's take a taxi first. My brother is busy with something else, so he will be there soon."
Wen Liang scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Actually, tonight..."
"Hmm?" Xu Yao tilted her head, narrowed her long and thin eyes, clenched her fist, put it to her mouth and blew a breath, and sneered: "What's going on tonight?"
Wen Liang had a hard time saying it, and he was determined to die sooner rather than later. Anyway, as long as he didn't break off contact with Xu Yao, there would always be a day when Xu Ting would find out. He said, "Actually, I'm very hungry tonight. If I eat too much later, will your brother beat me?"
Xu Yao has been feeling that her relationship with Wen Liang has not progressed, and has learned a lot of skills to control her husband from her followers. Seeing that Wen Liang is afraid of being in the hometown and is as uneasy as an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law, she is shy and secretly happy, but she also knows how to reassure him. She immediately changed her fist into a palm, patted Wen Liang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my brother is also a glutton. Every time he comes home, he will snatch my Longjing shrimps. I hate it so much. Well, you two annoying guys, maybe you met too late and become friends after this meal."
When Xu Yao mentioned her brother, she was full of admiration and worship. Even a blind man could see it. Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "I hope so!"
Xiangji Kitchen is located in the prosperous area of Huashan District. It has a large frontage and is very elegantly decorated. Once you enter the door, you will see pavilions, carved railings and painted buildings, which are full of ancient charm. The receptionist in cheongsam led Wen and Xu through several winding corridors and came to a private room called "Drink and Get Drunk". Wen Liang looked around and praised, "What a great place..."
Xu Yao shook her little head and said, "Praise me for my good taste!"
Wen Liang smiled and said, “I haven’t finished talking yet… A great place for foodies!”
Xu Yao pouted and sat down without saying anything more.
Xiangji Kitchen's name comes from the dining hall of the monks in the temple. The names of the dishes in the restaurant are also full of literary flavor, which is considerate of pure carnivorous animals. Although he has lived two lives, this is the first time he has stepped into such a restaurant that specializes in vegetarian food. He flipped through the menu and looked at "New Year's Letter", "Vegetarian Home", "Taiyi Liuhe Soup" and so on. He was confused, but also confused. After the smiling waiter explained, he knew the secret: New Year's Letter is bacon, which is arranged in the style of a book. Bacon is a seasonal dish in the first month of the lunar calendar, so it is named so; Vegetarian Home means vegetarian to the extreme, old pumpkin, two cowpeas, and mung beans are boiled in rice soup, with a little oil and salt, and it is vegetarian to the end; Taiyi Liuhe Soup is six kinds of soup, the soup ingredients are not fixed, and they change with the season. The word "Taiyi" is quite mysterious. Before the soup tastes good, it feels like drinking with Laozi, the ancestor of Taoism. All these things show the wonderful intention and ingenuity of this place. Wen Liang joked with Xu Yao: "The owner of this store is either a monk or a Taoist priest, and it is impossible to be the third type of person."
Xu Yao's eyes turned and she challenged Wen Liang, saying, "If you ask me, this shop must be opened by a stunning beauty. Don't you always say that form is emptiness and emptiness is form? It shows that form and emptiness are always connected. Since vegetarianism represents emptiness, the owner must be a great beauty without a doubt."
Faced with such a shocking theory, Wen Liang's moral integrity suddenly fell to the ground, and he raised his thumb and praised: "There must be a teacher among three people, classmate Xu Yao, you are the lighthouse of my life, illuminating the way to seek Buddha..."
The waiter who was waiting with a pen and paper on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Excuse me, can we order now?"
"Oh, we still have some people who haven't arrived yet. Please go out first. I'll call you when it's time to take your order."
After sending the waiter away, Wen Liang wanted to give Xu Yao a heads-up. After considering his words, he hesitated and said, "Xu Yao, have you ever thought about what you would do if your brother doesn't like me?"
Xu Yao was fiddling with a chopstick bucket made of bamboo slips curiously. Hearing this, she chuckled and said, "Don't worry, my brother is not a tiger... Even if he is a tiger, I am Wu Song who conquered the tiger!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Wen Liang and saw that he still looked troubled. He casually took out two chopsticks and clapped them one above the other. He raised his eyebrows and looked sideways, holding his head high and chest out, and actually performed a Tianjin Kuaiban: "Hey, the bamboo clappers are beating like this, let's not talk about anything else,
Let’s talk about Wu Song fighting the tiger, Wu, Er, Ge.
One day, Wu Song picked up his weapons.
He went straight to Jingyanggang, feeling happy. … "
Wen Liang was shocked and asked stupidly, "What is this?"
Xu Yao shook her head, clacking her chopsticks, and ignored Wen Liang as she continued to sing, "How big is the tiger on this mountain
Is it male or female? Is it tall or short
Is it one, two, or a whole bunch
One is easy to deal with, I can compare it with it.
If there are seven or eight of them, I won’t be able to defeat them. …”
She said that and made a face that said "I can't beat her". Wen Liang almost spit out a mouthful of tea. He raised his hands and said, "Stop! Why are you, a little girl, learning Tianjin Kuaiban?"
Xu Yao rolled her eyes at him, put away her chopsticks, and said, "Have you forgotten about the New Year's Eve party? This year it's our turn to perform at No. 19 Middle School, and the whole school is collecting programs. I heard from senior students that we have lost for four consecutive years. If we lose again this year, the bad guys at No. 19 Middle School will give us a nickname..."
The feud between No. 1 Middle School and No. 19 Middle School was a mess, but Wen Liang had really forgotten about it and asked, "What nickname?"
"neither fish nor fowl!"
Wen Liang admitted that he was not a genius, but he was definitely not a fool. He could not imagine the logical relationship between "losing the game" and "being weird", so he said, "Is it my IQ that is wrong, or is it the IQ of No. 19 Middle School? Sister, can you finish your words at once?"
"well!"
Xu Yao sighed, touched Wen Liang's head, and said, "Ignorance is the greatest sorrow of mankind! Brother, the Atlanta Olympics will be held next year, right?"
Wenliang nodded.
"The Olympics have five rings, right? Five rings mean five zeros, right?"
Wen Liang understood a little bit. Five consecutive losses meant five zeros, right? He nodded quickly.
"Do you know what the mascot for next year's Olympics will be? No one knows. It's an animal simulated by a computer and called 'IZZY', which means 'hat is it', because no one knows what it looks like... Translated into Chinese, isn't it 'sibuxiang'?"
Wen Liang suddenly realized what was going on, and sighed to the sky: "Students who can come up with this trick to curse others will waste their talent if they don't go to Tsinghua University..."
After Xu Yao said this, Wen Liang realized that while he was caught up in all kinds of disputes in real society and unable to extricate himself, the passion and impulse that only belong to this age have been brilliantly staged in every corner of the campus. All the students have contributed their ideas and efforts to defend the honor of the school and themselves, and Xu Yao, who has always been positive and enthusiastic, would not stay out of it.
"But it's too unclassy for a pretty girl like you to speak allegro."
It is difficult to excel in the art of clapper talk without more than a decade of immersion, especially among teenagers. If Xu Yao wants to win by doing so, the success rate can only be said to be zero.
Xu Yao propped her chin up with both hands, leaned on the table and said gloomily: "This is nothing special. I can't sing as well as Xie Yan, and I can't dance as well as Ji Su. Apart from singing and dancing, I really don't know what else I can do..."
Wen Liang smiled slightly, patted her head, and said, "Singing and dancing are just trifles! Give me some time, and I will definitely be able to come up with a way to defeat No. 19 Middle School."
"Really?" Xu Yao never doubted Uncle Wen's ability. As long as he promised, he would definitely do it. She was immediately overjoyed and slapped the table and shouted generously: "Order, order, eat to your heart's content today. My brother will pay the bill, let's eat him out of money!"
She flipped through the menu on the table and suddenly looked up and asked, "They're all vegetarian, can you eat them?"
"Speaking of being a vegetarian, it reminds me of a saying of Mencius," Wen Liang certainly wasn't as playful as Xu Yao, and ordered a table full of dishes before Xu Ting arrived, and casually changed the subject, "Mencius said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. The original sentence was like this, 'A gentleman, seeing animals alive, cannot bear to see them die; hearing their cries, cannot bear to eat their meat, so a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen.' The meaning of this sentence is to have good intentions and not bear to kill, which is the same as the Buddhist vegetarianism. But in later generations, students took it out of context and turned it into a gentleman staying away from the kitchen and other menial jobs. It's really ridiculous and lamentable."
Even though she didn't want to admit it, Xu Yao would quietly immerse herself in Wen Liang's presence since some time ago, staring at his face blankly, with gentle voice floating in her ears, her eyes reflecting his calm look, her heart full of sweet and soft affection, and she couldn't help feeling a little shy even when his eyes swept over her.
Is this love? No one knows the answer, but love is deep and lasting. The living can die, and the dead can be reborn. Those who cannot die while alive, and cannot be reborn after death, are not the most emotional.
Perhaps, this is the reason why people who once loved each other hurt each other!
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