Chapter 218 She seems to have seen Lu Jin's figure
Chapter 218 She seems to have seen Lu Jin’s figure
"Did you have fun when you went out last night? Brother Qi, you are even more reckless when mom is not around, and you dare to stay up all night."
An Jingzhou sat up and rubbed his painful forehead: "What are you talking about? My brother came back after you went to bed last night. I drank too much yesterday. Isn't it rare to come out to have fun? I can't go back until I have enough fun?
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"Being in Taolin County is like being in jail. It's really uncomfortable."
An Shuyao walked to the table and sat down: "Brother Qi, I don't care if you drink wine, but if you dare to bring an unscrupulous woman home, you know the family rules."
An Jingzhou sat across from her and poured a cup of cold tea to sober up: "Who do you think your seventh brother is? Although I like to drink flower wine, I haven't touched any of those women. I'll do them all."
Not everyone can care about a clean body."
An Shuyao didn't care what his personal life was like: "Hurry up and clean up. We will go to the Ice Sculpture Festival later."
"Ice Sculpture Festival? What is this?"
An Shuyao raised his eyebrows: "There are all kinds of delicious and fun things. Hurry up, or I won't wait for you."
An Jingzhou suddenly became energetic: "It will be a while for me to have a cup of tea. It will be soon."
Outside, Mu Jincheng's carriage has arrived.
Since yesterday, he has had more things to do, but he still squeezed out an hour to accompany An Shuyao to the Ice Sculpture Festival.
Almost everyone from the Song Mansion went, but Song Zhenzhen, Song Zibai, and An Shuyao were together. An Shuyao and Song Zhenzhen were in the same car, and the men were in the same car.
Song Zhenzhen looked at the ice and snow outside excitedly: "Sister Shuyao, the Ice Sculpture Festival is on Qinglong Street. It must be crowded with people now. You have to hold on tight to me and don't get lost."
Before the carriage entered the street, it was already impossible to get in. A few people could only dismount and walk. Only then did An Shuyao see what a huge crowd of people meant. It was only the outside that was already bustling with activity.
An Jingzhou looked around excitedly: "This is more lively than the temple fair in Shengjing."
There were stalls all around, and An Jingzhou was feeling a little hungry after having just eaten.
Song Zhenzhen said: "What does this mean? The exciting part is in the middle. It will be more interesting later."
With that said, Song Zhenzhen went to buy a few bunches of ice gourds. There was a translucent layer of sugar ice on the outside and hawthorn candied haws in the middle. Song Zhenzhen took a lick and said, "It's ice-cold and sweet. Sister Shuyao, take a bite and try the taste."
The ice haws are exquisitely made and taste sweeter than candied haws. The ice haws are cool and have a unique taste.
Mu Jincheng glanced at her and said with a smile: "Let's go inside."
Several people walked along the street, with Lu Jin watching not far away, followed by Mu Qingchen, who was speechless.
He looked at Lu Jin's tense jaw and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "I say, young master, you are acting like a traitor. If you can't do it, just go in front of her. Your wife can even eat you alive."
Can’t make it?”
Lu Jin pursed his lips: "In a few days." He looked at Mu Jincheng's figure, and then looked at Chui Xue beside him: "Didn't you ask Mu Jun to arrange things for him? Why are you still so free?"
Chui Xue said slowly: "Master, City Master Mu Shao has squeezed out an hour of rest time to go shopping with his wife."
Hold!
Does his wife need his company?
Anyway, Lu Jin is very unhappy now: "I don't care what excuse you use, ask Mu Jun to take him away immediately!"
Fubuki: "..."
Mu Qingchen: "..."
Chuixue went there honestly. About half an hour later, soldiers called Mu Jincheng away. When he left, he frowned tightly.
Only then did Lu Jin curl up his lips happily: "Let's go shopping too."
Mu Qingchen followed him and felt very fucked up, but the colorful ice sculpture festival made him unable to take his eyes off it. This was the first time he had seen such a grand festival.
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Mu Jincheng left early because of something, and An Shuyao let go. Although Song Zhenzhen was a little disappointed, her attention was quickly attracted by the ice rabbits and ice foxes carved on the roadside.
"Sister Shuyao, the ice sculpture festival during the day is not as interesting as the ice sculpture festival at night. Wait until night, it will be more exciting."
Having said this, she went to buy two ice sculptures of animals. The rabbit one was given to An Shuyao, and she kept the fox one for herself.
"This is a small lantern carved from ice. It can be lit and the flame will not go out. The light that shines through the ice is blue."
An Shuyao looked at the rabbit in his hand. It was a very cute little rabbit: "So magical?"
Song Zhenzhen nodded: "You can't see the effect during the day. I'll light it for you at night. You can carry this ice all day and it won't melt."
The temperature outside was low enough that they all wore gloves.
An Jingzhou kept eating all the way, and his mouth never stopped. The food here is served with ice, and there are even things like sorbet.
An Jingzhou thought it was made of ice cubes at first, but he didn't expect it to be made of crystal white glutinous rice skin with various fillings pinched in the middle, including mung bean, red bean, bean paste, and sweet potato flavor.
He bought a bag, handed one to his sister and the Song family, and ate from the bag himself.
An Shuyao took a bite. It was very soft and glutinous, and the sweet filling inside was also very sweet.
As he walked further in, An Shuyao looked up at the giant thing in front of him and felt shocked.
In the middle of the main street is a sculpture of a soaring ice dragon, which is as lifelike as the real thing. There are also ancient mythical beasts such as Xuanwu, Suzaku, and Qilin nearby.
"Is this carved by humans?"
Song Zhenzhen licked the ice gourd and nodded: "It was made by the master ice craftsman from Tianyuan City. As long as it snows in Anzhou, the climate will not rise, it will only fall lower and lower. They made these half a month in advance. Generally speaking,
There are thousands of craftsmen involved in carving just for the Ice Sculpture Festival."
This was indeed a big project. As it was approaching noon, Song Zibai left beforehand so we could see him again in the evening.
The few of them found a restaurant, and Song Zhenzhen entertained them generously. After ordering a table of delicious dishes, and having eaten and drank enough, An Jingzhou went out to have fun on his own.
Song Zhenzhen was too lazy to leave so she booked the box. The room was a little hot, so the two of them placed the ice sculptures outside the window.
An Shuyao opened the window and saw a familiar figure. This figure entered the restaurant opposite them. She paused in her movements and frowned, thinking about the black figure she had just seen. Since her back was turned to her,
She didn't see it clearly, but the familiar feeling lingered.
Why does she think that person looks like Lu Jin?
She shook her head. Lu Jin was still in Rock Village. How could he come to Tianyuan City? Moreover, the clothes on the young master just now were not ordinary fabrics.
Lu Jin has no money, how can he afford it?
An Shuyao said this to herself, but she planted the seeds of doubt in her heart, so she stood up and said, "Zhenzhen, I'll go to the other side."