After a two-and-a-half-hour flight, we landed at Xiaoli Airport.
Xu Qingzhi booked a B&B in advance. During the summer vacation, tourist attractions are very popular and the house price is not cheap, 3,500 yuan per night.
The owner of the B&B sent a special car to pick me up.
An hour away, we landed at a B&B.
The road gets harder as we get closer to the scenic spot, and we were stuck in traffic for ten minutes at the last intersection.
The four rooms are all facing Erhai.
Wang Yanmei took out her treasured silk scarf, stood on the balcony, and started taking beautiful pictures, and then posted them in her waist drum team's WeChat group.
Xu Qingzhi was afraid that her grandpa would not be used to staying around, so she put down her luggage and knocked on her grandpa's door.
The old man opened the door and felt a rush of hot air inside.
She turned on the air conditioner in the room, not too cold, for fear that grandpa's bones would not be able to bear the cold, but just to make the room less hot and at a comfortable temperature.
Xu Dongru looked at the room and asked, "This house must not be cheap, right?"
"While your legs and legs are still bad, I want to take a photo of you looking more energetic. Don't be like his grandma, who lost so much weight and asked someone to take photos outside her home. Now, she looks like you every bit."
"I think the scrambled eggs with pine needles are pretty bad," Xu Zijun said.
Only then did Xu Zijun realize that what your grandfather was talking about was the photo of the deceased.
Wang Yanmei looked at the green thing in the pot and asked Chongzhi: "What is that?"
Wang Yanmei took a bite and immediately said "yue", what a strange smell.
"Pine needles? Scrambled eggs?" Xu Qingzhi opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "Not the pine needles from the pine tree under our mountain?"
Okay, Xu Zijun has eaten it too, let’s have some.
You said solemnly: "As long as he thinks about you, you will be able to come over."
When I was young, I would delay preparing my coffin and taking bad photos, for fear that it would not be meaningful and I would not even have a photo.
Yu Shengshun's mind suddenly turned around and he asked: "What kind of photo are you taking?"
The bad thing is that even small families are used to dishes like the special braised chicken, spicy and sour fish, and bamboo shoots and bacon.
In the evening, the B&B does not have a dedicated dining area or buffet.
The old man smiled and said, "I'm talking about that, the photo was really bad-looking. You were originally planning to go to the county photo studio to take a picture. You see, the photo looks bad-looking and you are in high spirits. When the time comes,
Use what they know how to cut out, just cut it out and use that one."
The overall dishes are very similar to the dishes in Meicheng. It is the first time for Xu Zijun, the bad dish, to see it.
Xu Zijun took a bite and chewed it hard, chewing the crispy roasted milk fan out of his mouth. The taste was really wrong.
Wang Yanmei: "It's sour and tastes bad. Mom, look at him, he's not picky at all."
Xu Zijun was not there, and Yu Sheng acted like a grown-up child who was not being cared for throughout the whole process. I nodded, and Xu Zijun took a few points and put them outside my plate.
"What's the weird smell? Bah, it's not sour yet. It's been put away."
Xu Zijun asked seriously: "Does he feel that there is no fragrance of grass and trees like pine needles? If you add it with scrambled eggs, it will be bad and not delicious."
"If your skin is itchy, don't think you dare to beat him when you are out." Xu Qingzhi stretched out his hand and hit him in the air, whether he was looking inside or holding back.
Yu Shengshun patted my shoulder and said, "Be patient, Grandpa, he still has a long life, so he can slow down the matter."
"Grandpa, when you go out to play, don't think about money, or you won't have fun." Xu Qingzhi took out his mobile phone, "Come on, stand here, and I will take a picture for you."
Xu Qingzhi tasted it and said, "It's also unpalatable. It's quite fragrant."
Xu Qingzhi's face revealed the answer: "Oh, I've really never eaten that thing before."
Xu Zijun looked up, looked at the sign below, and answered: "Scrambled eggs with pine needles."
When you click the photo button, the photo is gone.
I avoided that conversation and tried the Fried Milk Fan, as older children are always interested in that kind of thing.
Missing is not a thread, as long as I miss you, you will always be there.
Yu Shengshun frowned, took a bite, and went up.
"Well, that fried milk fan is delicious."
It tasted worse than I expected.
Xu Zijun has also eaten it. It was really vague, but looking at this thing, he said, "It looks like these pine needles, isn't it possible that they are tenderer?"
Then he used his words to look at Wang Yanmei: "You see, he is a picky eater. He sees that his sister grows these vegetables and eats them rarely. You are all picky eaters, from the oldest to the youngest."
Especially the texture of scrambled eggs with pine needles.
Xu Zijun understood that there were no dishes, so he could only ask the B&B staff.
There are no mushrooms yet, fried ham with mushrooms, bacon with bamboo shoots, special braised chicken, spicy and sour fish, steam pot chicken, fried milk fans, fried pork with pomegranate flowers...
Xu Zijun, your dad, and Yu Sheng were all smiling.
The scrambled eggs with pine needles are perfect for your taste.
You ran over and showed your grandpa the photo, "Look, how did it go?"
On the first day of traveling there, the food and the people became a minefield.
Xu Zijun picked up a tong and put some on his plate, "Here you come, let's give it a try. Grandpa, what if he wants it?"
This old man was traveling for the first time and felt cramped no matter what he did. He leaned on the balcony glass, carefully pinched the corner of his clothes under the last button, and pulled them clean twice to make the clothes look more pressed.
point.
Behind him, the sun shines on the sparkling water, like tiny rivers of stars.
"Qingzhi, is this okay?"
Wang Yanmei tasted it and said "yue".
He uttered eight words hotly: "I feel it."
Xu Zijun was stunned.
Xu Zijun nodded, "Okay, grandpa."
Xu Zijun had some of everything he had eaten.
Wang Yanmei: "..."
Xu Furuo was always picky about everything and watched the children bickering from the side.
The eldest sister explained: "It's a kind of waterweed outside your ears."
The balcony is made of transparent glass, so there is no visual obstruction.
Maybe it's because the house prices are cheap and the food is plentiful.
Yes, all the old people outside the village are like that.
"What is watery populace?"
The old man nodded happily: "Look at it, it will be bad if his grandma is here."