The waiters dressed in old Kyoto uniforms quietly came to serve tea and food, then put them down with a wink and left.
There was a heater in the room, and there was even a pretend fireplace.
Of course, it was much warmer in front of the fireplace, so we sat and ate in front of the fireplace.
After wandering around all morning, I ate some snacks at Kou Kou Kou Kou, but I felt a little hungry after all.[
Or maybe I was seduced by a table of delicious food.
The food in the real old Kyoto is quite attractive with all its colors, flavors and flavors.
As if his evil plan had succeeded, Joseph Needham kept urging me to eat more; it felt like I was usually hungry every day.
Of course, no one meant this. In fact, Joseph Needham was worried that I would be abused by Yin Yijie, and he wanted to comfort me today.
Looking at the table full of food, I said, "Are you Old Liu? You eat as much as an ox? It's not a waste to eat so much."
There were only two of us left in the room. Needham looked at me and then at the snow in the yard, his cold expression became more relaxed, and he said:
"Occasional waste is necessary. Eat well first. Try all these flavors."
It's hard to reject such hospitality, so I just eat. I don't care if it's a waste or not. I don't care how much the people of the country waste in a day.
Halfway through the meal, Joseph Needham suddenly said:
"We agreed that you will join me in two days to send the first batch of disaster relief supplies to Altay.
Even if it's not public, you can't help but go.
Bring the baby too, Sun Yunqi said he is learning to play games now and is making rapid progress?"
Hum, I said: "Just go. Yin Yijie is going to the United States in two days, so he can't go with me..."
Joseph Needham's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stared at me while I lowered my head modestly, not daring to say another word, otherwise I might be directly kidnapped until March next year...
There are only two or three strong men in this world. I have a husband, why do I always go out with them?
Yin Yijie is a stingy guy, the key is...
Of course Yin Yijie is an excuse. The point is, I always feel that there is something indescribable about getting along with Joseph Needham...
I'm worried that if I can't control that distance, it will lead to consequences that no one wants to know.
Needham announced naturally: "You are the chairman of the foundation. How can you do such a big thing if you don't go?" [
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As I write this, I think of the great lama in Tashilhunpo Monastery. There is a faint green smell in the cigarette smoke. I wonder if it has something to do with highland barley?