The people in the hotel are full of sound, and the fog is steaming.

Zhang Yuan and Lin Jingya had two plates of lamb in front of them. Lin Jingya clamped it in a copper pot. After a few seconds, she was pinched out.

"This is the sheep's brain, the most delicious and tender."

Zhang Yuan clamped a piece of sheep scorpion, and he stabbed it: "This is better."

"Are you going back tomorrow?"

"It's okay to stay here."

"Okay! Then I will take you to the airport tomorrow." Lin Jingya blowing the mutton on the chopsticks, and dipped it with a bite of leeks. He nodded again and was very satisfied with the taste.

Zhang Yuan laughed: "Are you not afraid of traffic jams?"

"Just like you said, I have nothing to do tomorrow anyway." Lin Jingya laughed and looked very good.

"Let's go." Zhang Yuan tilted his head and looked at the ceiling, and suddenly said: "Let's get up early tomorrow, let me eat bowl noodles."

"Isn't it given off dumplings?"

"Then dumplings."

Zhang Yuan also clamped a chopstick and mutton, and she ate it. I thought about it tomorrow to test the craftsmanship of Aunt Gong. If you do n’t even do it well, you have to change it.

Lin Jingya watched Zhang Yuan's scorpion that was finished, and laughed a little: "You are so sorrowful!"

Zhang Yuan clipped a chopstick and sheep scorpion: "Fortunately, I do n’t raise a dog, or I’ m estimated that I ’m poor.”

Lin Jingya watched Zhang Yuan ate more than a plate of mutton, and cleaned up the lamb scorpion in the copper pot, sighed: "The boy's stomach is really big."

"Let's go, I'll let the driver pick you up tomorrow morning."

Zhang Yuan went back to the hotel and called Shanyuehua: "Tell me with Aunt Gong, we will go to eat dumplings tomorrow morning, let her prepare, and bag more."

"Eat dumplings?" Shan Yuehua suddenly became a northerner. The boss was really a northerner.

However, she quickly hit Aunt Gong. This is an opportunity to perform.

Sure enough, Aunt Gong was very happy after receiving the phone. The master had to come to witness his craftsmanship. After so late, she had no emotions when she received the call.

"You can rest assured, Mr. Zhang said what stuffing? Did you do it? That's it! I just watched it myself!"

Aunt Gong is really reluctant to find a place. The place is spacious. The key is that she is familiar with the people around.

It's not that she lacks money, just like the two uncle who kicked three rounds before, she just didn't want to live in a high -rise building.

Early the next morning, she quickly went to the nearby vegetable market and bought mutton.

"Aunt Gong, buy food!"

Gong Xiuxia smiled with a fold: "Yeah, the master of the home is going to eat dumplings today!"

There are many Hui people in Yanjing City, and she does not know if Zhang Yuan is, it is definitely right to buy lamb.

"Then you have to show your hand today!"

At this time, the driver had gone to Yan Da to pick up Lin Jingya and was rushing to the Kunlun Hotel.

When it was, Lin Jingya heard the driver calling Single Yuehua.

"Miss Shan, we can still arrive in 20 minutes, hey, Chengcheng."

Zhang Yuan came out of the lobby after they got the news of Shan Yuehua. Wang Qiannian came over. This micro -action can explain the problem. A woman who can make Zhang Yuan and others is not simple.

When I saw Lin Jingya, Wang Qiyan felt that he knew it.

But Shan Yuehua's eyes jumped. Lin Jingya "stepped on the mine" today. She wore black bottom socks. Although she was equipped with wool skirts and short boots.

Many people have known this kind of "hobby" of Zhang Yuan, and now even Li Xiao does not wear stockings in summer.

But she didn't speak, but she sat honestly to the co -pilot.

"Go."

Zhang Yuan said to the driver: "Wait for a meal together, don't come in."

The driver was a little flattered: "This ..."

Shan Yuehua also came: "Just let's."

"Then disturb."

Lin Jingya was confused, and then watched the car turning, and went straight to Houhai.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a couple courtyard. Zhang Yuan got off the car and greeted: "Please, please."

Lin Jingya looked up at the door and asked curiously: "Are you?"

Zhang Yuanli said for granted: "That's not!"

The movement at the door had already cited Aunt Gong. Seeing that there were two men, one young and one -year, she didn't know which was the master.

Zhang Yuan passed first: "Are you Aunt Gong?"

"Are you Mr. Zhang?"

"Yes."

"It's too young! I dare not admit, come in, just wait for the dumplings."

There are two red plums in the yard, and they have not bloomed, but when they want to come in the winter, these two red plums must be different scenery.

Yanjing's late autumn is already cold, and pigeons fly over from time to time over the courtyard courtyard.

Wang Qiyan had a smoke addicted, so he hid and smoked.

He watched the crowd who was laughing in the yard. He felt like isolated from the world, but there was a feeling that the world was drunk. I woke up alone.

Zhang Yuan is now a state of "the stars holding the moon". He took out his mobile phone and brushed it, and saw some gossip. Not only did Zhang Yuan, but also Lin Jingya.

"The mysterious beauty of Tianyuan Lao Night Club, eat hot pot in a lot of hot pot."

Wang Qiyan watched very interested, it was exactly a big gossip.

Watching Wang Qiyan smirking while smoking in the corner, Zhang Yuan was curious: "What do you laugh in Pharaoh?"

Wang Qiyan held back and smiled, reached out and greeted Zhang Yuan: "Mr. Zhang, come to see!"

After Zhang Yuan came to pick up his mobile phone, Wang Qiyan looked at the sky with both eyes, and after smoking two cigarettes after smoking two cigarettes. He said to Zhang Yuan: "I didn't expect it, I really thought of it."

Zhang Yuan shook his head and laughed: "Powerful right."

Then I looked at another party. Lin Jingya also watched a honeycomb coal stove in the yard. This kind of thing is rare.

Aunt Gong said: "Good things, you can use sweet potatoes in winter ... Sitting next to this road watching TV, but enjoying it."

Zhang Yuan knew that many elders liked this thing, let alone say anything else, and nostalgic -he also missed this kind of thing.

The rest of the people began to enter the house to watch TV.

Zhang Yuan and Wang Qiyan also went in, and the outside was really cold.

"This place is really suitable for retirement to live."

Hearing Wang Qiyan's words, everyone laughed.

After a while, Aunt Gong came to say hello.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, let's put it in this house, I also fried a few dishes."

"Okay, Aunt Gong, come and eat together, save it at noon."

Aunt Gong wiped his hands and was sorry: "I left some dumplings in the kitchen."

Lin Jingya stepped forward to hold her: "Aunt, let's."

"Why!"

When eating, Xiaoxue was on the outside.

Zhang Yuan finally remembered the snow disaster in 2008, and many people were blocked in other hometown; he almost couldn't go back to his hometown for the New Year.

Aunt Gong's dishes are very delicious. Whether it is dried fried balls, wooden beard meat, and palace Baoji, it is made very well, and a few vegetables are made very much.

"Aunt Gong's skills!" Zhang Yuan praised, and then said, "I guess it will rarely come, and you may have to trouble you here."

"Mr. Zhang, I waited for you! You don’t know, I don’t know it recently."

Everyone laughed when he heard Aunt Gong's words.

"Aunt, you just live down down."

After dinner, Aunt Gong rushed to pack the table. Zhang Yuan looked at Xiaoxue floating outside and said to Lin Jingya: "Sister Lin, you can return to Jiankang earlier, this year's snow is estimated to be small."

"It's not yet on New Year's Day, I will go again after New Year's Day." Then I looked at the watch and said, "Go on the car, it's not too early."

When the group got on the car, he went straight to the airport.

At the same time, Song Yin also saw gossip news on the Internet.

"It's Zhang Yuan!"

He knows this name, but he has never seen this person.
To be continued...