The climate of Sicily is Mediterranean, with hot summers and humid winters. It is March at this time, and the daytime temperature is about 18 or 9 degrees. It is warm and comfortable. The lemon and orange groves in full bloom are fragrant, and the grassy slopes are breathtaking.
The top is covered with patches of wild flowers as small as velvet.
Like the Chinese, Sicilians attach great importance to the concept of "roots". Their "roots" are deeply rooted in their passion and love for their hometown. The core of Sicilian tradition is the concept of family. Young people go far away and do not feel alienated.
Family, they believe, should be close to each other, even if they don't live together. The style of acting alone is strange and incredible to Sicilians.
Li Yuanhang walked alone on the clean and narrow road, his solitary demeanor attracting attention.
The silver-gray slim-fitting suit made him look particularly upright. His brows were still elegant and noble, but there was hidden anxiety in his eyes.
The breeze blew by, bringing with it the noise of various accents. He seemed a little uncomfortable in this most civilian, even a bit dirty place.
Deliberately ignoring the gazes from around him, there was a bustling market in front of him. When he saw the red figures, he frowned slightly.
In the noisy market, Hu Die wandered freely. She was wearing a red skirt, which made her skin as white as a star. Her hair was curled up, exposing a beautiful jade neck, and small earrings were placed between her ears.
Hanging, seduce men's restless hearts, her delicate facial features, and the curve of her lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling, reveal her charm inadvertently, and can arouse men's desire to hold her in one mouthful.
Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was already evening.
In half an hour, everyone will leave Palermo.
After walking all day and visiting countless shops, Hu Die still didn't buy any shoes. No, it should be said that she didn't buy them on purpose.
After she finished shopping, there was no reason to continue shopping. The man behind her who kept a cold face would definitely turn around and leave.
Therefore, she is not in a hurry, not at all.
She just wanted to take him around more.
People say that when you come to Sicily, you must not miss the puppet show. It just so happens that there is a puppet theater at the end of this street. The lighting on the stage and the scenery are very exquisite. The puppets are larger than those in the general puppet show in China, and the costumes are more sophisticated.
It's very beautiful. The ancient warriors' armors were all decorated with shiny metal sheets, and paired with brightly colored battle robes, they looked both majestic and gorgeous.
There is no band in the theater. All the songs and soundtrack accompaniments in the play are recorded and played on tapes. The effect is very good, just like real people singing on the spot. The Sicilian puppets are controlled by strings, and the movements are natural and smooth. The performers are all superb.
Technology.
There are some stalls selling souvenirs next to them, and they all sell puppets. They are exquisitely made and come in various shapes. Among them, the most ancient warriors wear helmets with their helmets decorated with feathers or velvet of various colors.
With tassels and swords or shields in their hands, they are lined up in several long rows at the stall. They are colorful and quite beautiful.
"Miss, buy a puppet and go home!" The vendors on the side set up stalls and shouted enthusiastically.
Hu Die smiled and said nothing. Most Sicilians speak dialects or Italian. Italian sounds very beautiful. People praise Italian as being as clear as the wind and with vocabulary like blooming flowers. It is known as the most artistic language and the most beautiful language in the world.
It's the most musical language in the world, but it's a pity that she can't understand it.
However, that did not affect her interest in sightseeing. She stopped and wandered around the stalls.
Hu Die's eyes were attracted by a puppet. It was in the shape of a warrior, extremely simple in sculpture. He did not have a gorgeous war robe, but the long sword in his hand was extremely sharp and shiny.
She watched for a long time, obviously fascinated, and Li Yuanhang slowly kept up with the pace and approached her. His eyes were attracted by her focused look. He looked suspiciously, followed her gaze, and also
I saw the puppet.
"How much?!" Hu Die asked the stall owner.
The stall owner was an elderly man with a blank look in his eyes, and he obviously didn't understand English. He spoke a string of Sicilian dialects, and Hu Die was confused.
The stall owner spoke another string of Italian words, but she still didn't understand.
"quanti soldi?!" Li Yuanhang couldn't stand it any longer, so he had no choice but to speak out.
The stall owner's eyes lit up and he started to communicate with Li Yuanhang. In just a few words, he paid 25 euros.
Li Yuanhang took out his wallet, with a row of bank cards neatly inserted on one side, and a thick dozen banknotes in the other side. There were only a few Taiwan dollars and most of them were euros. He took out a banknote with a face value
100 and handed it to the stall owner.
Hu Die suddenly realized this and couldn't help but be even more impressed by Li Yuanhang. He had actually exchanged the currency in advance.
"Here you go." He said in a deep voice and handed the puppet to her.
"Oh." Hu Die reached out and took it, but she felt a little annoyed. In fact, she wanted to buy this puppet as a gift to him, because she thought he was very similar to that warrior. He didn't wear armor, but he fought through thorns and obstacles, and ended up with wounds all over his body.
She originally wanted to buy it for him, but in the end, he paid for it and gave it to her. It’s really bad. It’s all because she doesn’t understand Italian!
The stall owner gave Li Yuanhang some change, gave him a bag, and said casually, "tua ragazza è davvero!"
Li Yuanhang's expression suddenly froze, and he took the change without saying a word.
Hu Die looked at him sideways and asked in a low voice, "What did he say?!"
"Nothing." Li Yuanhang turned around indifferently.
Hu Die frowned, with a suspicious look on her face. Li Yuanhang walked faster and faster. She quickly chased after him, "Why are you walking so fast?!"
Li Yuanhang didn't answer. He looked around and finally found a small bank with an ATM that could exchange currencies from all over the world.
"25 euros, give me back." He asked her for the money for the puppet.
Hu Die couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes. Of course Li Yuanhang was not short of money, but he just took the initiative to buy a puppet for her, why did he turn around and regret it? It seemed that he wanted to draw a clear line with her. If there is a problem, absolutely
has a problem!
"First tell me what the boss said just now, and then I will pay you back." She proposed an exchange condition.
Li Yuanhang felt depressed, pondered for a moment, and said indifferently, "Forget it."
He would not tell her that the meaning of that sentence was-Sir, your girlfriend is so beautiful.