Chapter 288: When I first arrived in Kyoto, I lived in Nanluoguxiang
Wang Lei burst out laughing: Hahaha!
This kid also has today!
Han Meilin felt as if her heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows:...
Grandpa Song really doesn’t say anything, but if he does say it, he will kill people and kill people. This is it!
"Grandpa Song, how could you hurt me like this!" Han Meilin's eyes were plaintive and unabashed, staring at Grandpa Song until his hair went up. How could such a good young man be so...disgusting!
Grandpa Song turned his head away from him, his disgust expression too obvious. Wang Lei couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.
Don't be too sarcastic.
Han Meilin was completely speechless. He thought his TV station had a professional and lively atmosphere, but he couldn't handle an old man. He would lose his face if he said it!
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, so Han Meilin tried his best to please Grandpa Song during the rest of the journey, trying to make him happy, but Grandpa Song only felt that he was noisy and couldn't avoid him, which made him very distressed.
It was not until the car was about to enter Kyoto that the senior sister took out the Beijing entry pass that she had prepared long ago, and everyone became quiet. Song Zhizhi had never been to Beijing at this time in her previous life, and this was the first time she saw the Beijing entry pass, and she was very curious.
The senior sister put it directly into her hand, "Look!"
She took it and saw a white square piece of paper with a thick straight red line on the header, and a row of small words written on it: Validity period: until June 19, 1997.
Then below are two big green fonts: Enter Beijing!
In the row below are the words "Pass" in red!
Then the bottom part of the page below echoes the red line above. There is also a thicker red line, but there is a blank space in the middle, which reads: Kyoto City Public Security and Traffic Management Bureau.
After she finished reading, Grandma Song and her uncle also took it over to look at it. For the people in the poor towns and villages, everything was strange. Seeing them so happy, the man who was brought by the elder sister to replace the driver spoke the first words.
, “I’ll go to Tu’s hometown later, and there will be something even better!”
Better looking?
Song Zhizhi was confused and just about to ask a question, she arrived at the important checkpoint for entering Kyoto. The senior sister took the person out of the car to go through the check-in, but she did not ask any questions.
After a while, the senior sister, Wang Lei and others were walking back, saying something irritably before returning to their cars and driving into Kyoto.
The Song family was exactly like Grandma Liu who would lean on the window and watch non-stop after entering the Grand View Garden. Although Song Zhizhi was not so exaggerated, her eyes did not want to miss every scenery that came into her eyes.
The senior sister had been replaced to rest, and she sat in the passenger seat to explain, "Look over there, there is a bicycle tied to the front, and a small stall is carried on the bicycle. Several steel bars are set up to form a hollow frame on all sides.
All the hangings are magazines, that’s the magazine stall, if you want to read them, go to that kind of stall to buy them!”
Song Zhizhi nodded, even though they were far apart, those magazines were indeed of this free and unique style, women's magazines. Sitting on a yellow plastic chair was a thin figure with yellow skin and black hair, wearing a short style of Death Barbie pink.
dress.
Striking a fashionable pose!
There were also Yilin, AMF...she didn't see any more.
There are also taxis running on the street, most of them are yellow-colored, and they are different from the taxis of the future, more like yellow vans.
Occasionally, I will pass by a Yangtze River 750 motorcycle that I have only seen in historical materials before. The color is green and the shape reminds me of the three-person wild motorcycle that the Taijuns rode in the history of Sakura.
"Most taxis are yellow, starting at 10 yuan, and it costs one yuan for an extra kilometer. It's more cost-effective to take more people. The red and white buses are famous for being slow and bumpy, but they never get stuck in traffic! There are also those little white ones.
bus……"
The senior sister continued to say that Song Zhizhi also thought that compared to the later Batong Line, she preferred this slower pace.
Continuing forward, we passed a park with luxuriant trees and golden sunlight. There were a group of old men standing there holding birdcages, humming Peking Opera and enjoying themselves leisurely.
Not far away, a dilapidated tricycle was ridden by a mushroom-headed woman wearing short sleeves. Inside the car was a five- or six-year-old baby and a cart full of watermelons.
It is completely different from the prosperous metropolis 10 or 20 years from now, which makes people feel more familiar.
Song Zhizhi was in a good mood, and suddenly remembered that many things were happening this year, such as "my 1997". There was only less than half a month left before the return of Hong Kong!
It was July 1st, which meant that she had the opportunity to participate in the celebration in Kyoto that was packed with people!!!
Her heart suddenly ignited with passion, how wonderful!
There is also a small happy camp, which was very controversial later on, but it cannot be said that it has brought joy to many people for more than ten years. It was also established this year.
There are also big-eyed actresses who are now filming Pearl Princess, right?
This year, Faye Wong signed a contract with EMI Records for a sky-high price of HK$60 million, becoming Asia's "most expensive female singer"! This is also shocking news at this time.
Even with the plug-in, she still found this number terrifying.
Song Zhizhi was a little stunned. It was not until the senior sister called out that she came back to her senses. A line of words flashed past the car window, but it made her suddenly sober as if a thread had been broken.
Nanluoguxiang?!
Is it the Nanluoguxiang she knows?
Some people once said that it is a living archive that has traveled through eight hundred years of history. It is located in the west of Dongcheng District, Kyoto, bordering Jiaodaokou South Street to the east, Di'anmenwai Street to the west, and connected to Ping'an Street. It is one of the earliest commercial streets in Kyoto.
one.
And because of the regular arrangement of many alleys, it is also known as "Centipede Street".
The car stopped, and the senior sister got out of the car with Song Zhizhi, Grandma Song, and Song Aiguo. She watched Jiang Lei and the others leave, and then she led everyone into the alley.
As he walked, he explained, "The teacher lives in Heixigua Hutong. We can walk there soon. There are many former residences of famous people here. I can take you to see them, such as No. 13 in Yuer Hutong.
No. 2, the former residence of Qi Baishi, Coiyi Hutong, where the former emperor Puyi lived..."
Everyone in Song Zhizhi is very interested. Now they are all authentic, so of course they want to see them.
Grandma Song, uncle, and Grandpa Song were also stunned when they heard about the emperor's former residence, and were full of yearning for this agreed trip. This trip was really worth it!
Moreover, Song Zhizhi knew that there was Beiluogu Alley next to Nanluogu Alley, which had a completely opposite atmosphere. Over Andingmen, it was less commercial and had a more literary and youthful temperament.
After walking around in the small alleys for more than ten minutes, I arrived in front of a large courtyard with independent doors rather than dozens of households together.
Compared with the simple colors nearby, this courtyard house should be the one with the highest standard of painting among the folk houses. The typical Soviet-style painting with big touch of gold gives it a feeling of the back door of an ancient royal palace.