Ye Yi, Jade, Zhao Li, Wang Xiaoya, and Xia Dongqing walked around the ancient city. A few people walked outside a Yangchun noodle restaurant. Zhao Li stopped to look at the Yangchun noodle sign hanging outside the building. His expression was complicated. Let everyone go first, and he entered. The restaurant tastes a bowl of Yangchun noodles.
Yangchun noodles have a long history and have been loved by the people for thousands of years. They are a kind of authentic noodles. Official Zhao entered the restaurant, found a table to sit down, and gradually remembered the past many years ago.
Xia Dongqing and Wang Xiaoya also went to find their favorite place.
With his hands behind his back, Jade looked around for a while, pouted, and asked, "Ye Yi, where are we going to play?"
"Take you to see a place." Ye Yi looked at the clouds in the sky with a daze.
"Oh." Jade nodded.
Ye Yi took the jade to an old house. The introduction on the front of the house stated that the house has a history of more than 100 years, and the first generation owner was named Ye.
It is said that the owner of this house is not an ordinary person. He possesses a different technique. In the late Qing Dynasty, I don't know how many dignitaries wanted to make friends with him.
The owner of this house married a beautiful lady, but unfortunately he didn’t know what she had committed too long. Since she married back, her spirit has always been abnormal. He always says things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, and sometimes he sings. Some songs with weird rhythms.
Less than two years later, the wife of the owner of the house suddenly passed away, and the owner of the house was nowhere to be found. Only such an empty house was left. I heard that sometimes we can still hear weird singing.
"I'm afraid this story is not made up by modern people!" Jade glanced at Zhaizi's introduction and murmured.
"The story is indeed true, but it's not all true." Ye Yi said thoughtfully.
1910 Beijing
Xiangzi is a relatively free foreign driver. This means that he belongs to the category of young and strong and owns his own car: his own car and his own life are in his own hands, an advanced driver.
Every morning is the most pleasant time for Xiangzi, because he is the special coachman of the Ye family. In the morning, he only needs to take Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye to the teahouse, and then just wait at the entrance of the teahouse.
Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye are said to be great figures who have returned from the sample. They are dressed in new styles and act in new styles. Moreover, their backgrounds are incredible. Many high-ranking officials and dignitaries always come to visit.
However, Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye usually act in a low-key manner, and they treat people very peacefully.
What's more important is that Mrs. Ye is still very beautiful. Xiangzi always feels bright when he sees her every morning. This is far better than the one in his own house.
However, even though the one in his own family looks mediocre and acts like a man, at least he treats him sincerely, and Xiangzi is content with that.
Sometimes, Xiangzi thought in his heart that Mr. Ye had cultivated his blessing for several lifetimes and married Mrs. Ye, a beauty like a fairy.
However, in today's troubled times, I am afraid that only a talented person like Mr. Ye can protect Mrs. Ye and let her have an Ann birthday. Xiangzi sometimes is so lucky for Mrs. Ye.
I come to the gate of Yefu every morning to wait, but I don’t get up early, or even say it’s a little late. Mr. and Mrs. Ye will never go out when they are three poles in the day. Just like that, Mrs. Ye was sitting in the car. Sometimes I still complained in Mr. Ye's ear, that people haven't got enough sleep after getting up so early!
Xiangzi really couldn't think of what kind of wealthy and noble Mrs. Ye came from, and the Eight Banners in the city wouldn't be able to sleep so late.
Xiangzi was thinking about it, and Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye walked out of the house.
"Mr. Ye is early, Mrs. Ye is too early." Xiangzi leaned back and greeted him.
Ye Yi nodded and smiled. Wu Xuanyi hid his hand in front of his mouth and yawned.
"I think breakfast is completely unnecessary!" Wu Xuan said lazily.
"The plan for a day lies in the morning. Now that you don't have a mobile phone to play, you're still slugging around three poles in the sun. I really convinced you college students." Ye Yi sighed and got on Xiangzi's rickshaw.
As soon as Wu Xuan got in the car, she leaned on Ye Yi's shoulder to doze off, and asked Xiangzi: "Xiangzi, you are pulling the car a bit slower today. I want to squint for a while."
Ye Yi raised his hand and pulled the hair hanging from Wu Xuanyi's cheek behind his ear: "Go to sleep, I'll call you when I get there."
"Yeah." Wu Xuanyi murmured.
Yesterday Wu Xuanyi and Ye Yi casually grabbed two ghosts and landlords who seemed to be pleasing to the eye. It was midnight, so now Wu Xuanyi is so sleepy.
Wu Xuanyi could resolve this sleepiness, but she was unwilling. She felt that sleeping was an extremely enjoyable thing, especially when she was sleepy.
Xiangzi listened to the conversation between Ye Yi and Wu Xuanyi, and slowly pulled up the car.
"Xiangzi, you can pull it slowly at the walking speed. I want Xiaoxuan to sleep a little longer." Ye Yi exhorted again.
"Good." Xiangzi replied, thinking that Mr. Ye is really kind to his wife, so it hurts others, and if he goes back by himself, he must treat his family better.
"Xiangzi, I just saw your red face, have you met some happy event recently?" Ye Yi asked.
"Mr. Ye has really good eyesight. There is a happy event, and my family has that mouth." Xiangzi said, with indescribable joy.
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"Who has it!" Wu Xuanyi asked with a vague voice.
"Anyway, you didn't have it." Ye Yi glanced at Wu Xuan. "This is really a great joy, Xiangzi, congratulations."
Xiangzi's wife is called Hu Niu. This name sounds like a very aggressive woman, but Xiangzi said that she is actually very kind in her heart, and she can hear her.
Huniu was originally the daughter of the owner of a rickshaw dealer. Xiangzi hired a car to pull the cart. The owner of the dealership didn't look at him. Therefore, Huniu moved out and got married with Xiangzi because he had trouble with his father because of the affairs with Xiangzi.
Xiangzi said that the eight-carriage sedan chair on the wedding day was hired by Huniu at his own expense. After he married Huniu, Huniu’s father thought it would be too shameful to have such a rebellious daughter, so he pawned the car dealership with him. The money has been missing since then.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, in the entire Beijing city, you don't see me, who is pulling a cart, and waiting for people." Xiangzi slowly pulled the lane.
"In a few years, no one will treat you as inferior." Ye Yi's eyes were a little sad, and he looked around for a while, "By the way, Xiangzi, the road today seems to be different from before. ."
"Yesterday the government executed a prisoner on the street of the market here. As a result, two officials patrolled the street at night. They came to the execution ground where the prisoner was executed during the day and found a figure with a disheveled hair sitting on the execution ground. The right hand seems to have pinched a needle, putting it in and out while sewing his neck." Xiangzi said with some trepidation, "I don’t know if this matter was deliberately made up to fool people, but after all, it’s the place where the head was chopped off. , It's not auspicious, it's better to go around."
Ye Yi nodded, it turned out to be such a thing.