It was rare for Xi Lanting to get excited. As he was talking, he really got interested and asked Xi Zun to drive.
It doesn't matter whether Yun Qiao is happy or not.
After getting in the car, Yun Qiao was still complaining.
There are lots of fun things to do in the snow, so why go play ball? Going to enjoy the snow is more elegant than playing tennis.
When Xi Zun heard that he was going to have tea and play games, he was also speechless: "That's an open-air tennis court over there, Master Qi."
"Um?"
"It's nothing, as long as you're happy with it." Xi Zun was very unambitious and didn't dare to persuade him immediately.
Yun Qiao didn't dare to laugh.
The roads in Yancheng are all hard and slippery on snowy days. There are not many pedestrians on the street, but there are several carriages blocked. The wheels of the carriages did not slip and they bumped into each other.
As for car wheels, they are not much better, but cars are scarce.
Xi Zun's driving skills were good, but he was also cautious and drove the car like a snail.
Xi Lanting had something to say about this: "When the car arrives, I will probably be two years older."
Xi Zun: "Master Qi, this road is not easy to walk. We have to take our time. Don't be anxious."
"Why am I anxious? I can afford it." Xi Lanting said.
Xi Zun: "..."
This is not good enough.
Yun Qiao found it funny every time she saw him scolding others in a strange way. She suppressed her laughter and did not dare to speak out, for fear of drawing his anger onto herself.
He scolded others, which sounded funny to Yun Qiao, but he couldn't bear it when it was his turn.
Brother Zun was also aggrieved, but he was cowardly and didn't dare to retort. He pretended to speed up the car, but when he encountered a pedestrian, he slowed down again.
It is a long way to cross the bridge, and the east bank of the river is empty and the road is gravel and full of potholes.
By the time they arrived, it was already two hours later.
Xi Lanting took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and said, "It's not bad, you finally don't have to order longevity noodles for me."
Brother Zun lowered his head in shame and suffered silently.
This place is said to be a teahouse, but it is more like a park - a private park, not open to the public, and you need to buy a ticket before entering.
Tickets are quite expensive.
After entering, the park is very neatly planned. There are rivers, villas, gardens and rockeries. The plum trees are blooming in this season, and the fragrance permeates the cold air.
A layer of snow fell on the plum blossoms, like an ice cocoon, and the rich fragrance burst out of the cocoon, making it even more stunning.
The car passed the gate and walked all the way inside.
By the time they arrived at the teahouse, it had been open for fifteen minutes.
The teahouse is located deep in the garden, like a small villa. The large iron door with twisted branches is tall and strong. When you enter, you will find a two-story building with luxurious and gorgeous colorful glass windows.
In the distance, the fragrance of tea wafted out.
Yun Qiao took a deep breath and said to Xi Lanting: "This place is good."
After entering the door, there are more than a dozen seats on the first floor. Each seat is equipped with a velvet sofa. It feels warm and soft just by looking at it. It will definitely be very comfortable to sit in it.
Xi Lanting walked inside, followed by Yun Qiao and Xi Zun.
When Xi Zun saw Xi Lanting and Yun Qiao sitting down, he chose to sit diagonally opposite them, so that he could protect them without making them feel uncomfortable.
The three of them sat down and the waiter brought the menu.
In addition to tea, there is also coffee, hot cocoa, various cakes, and Chinese snacks.
Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting both ordered a coffee.
"This place is a good pastime." Yun Qiao said.
There were four or five tables in the hall, all of which were well-dressed guests, including several blue-eyed foreigners.
No matter how devastated the country is, in the depths of the ruins, you can always find the splendid Gold Cave, which makes people temporarily indulge and forget their worries.
Yun Qiao thought of the election law in the newspaper and what Uncle Qian said about restoring the monarchy. He wondered what Yancheng would look like next month.
"Uncle Qi, if the monarchy is restored, will you grow braids again?" Yun Qiao suddenly asked.
Xi Lanting: "No."
"You don't know how to have braids?" Yun Qiao asked with a smile.
She looked at Xi Lanting and always felt that he looked good like this. His hair was neatly combed, and sometimes a strand fell down just on his brow bone, adding thousands of years of age to his eyes, making them deep and quiet.
If it were shaved, it would definitely not look as good as this.
"The monarchy will not be restored." Xi Lanting said, "There is no such opportunity."