Chapter 211 There will be more exciting things to come
We continued to visit this small town, and these days were one of the happiest days in my memory.
Na Jintang is really a passionate guide. He talks endlessly about history, archaeology, architecture, and folk customs. In this regard, he is completely like a humble gentleman, not at all like everyone else. I know the little boss who is frightened by the news.
He is more like a romantic poet, or he is a poet with deep feelings. I am laughing to myself. Has anyone seen a romantic poet with a gun in his hand and a hunter with a dog at all times?
Na Jintang said: "If you are not too tired, I know a good place to eat. You will be satisfied with that place. The trip is over and we will return tomorrow."
"Great, you know I have never been immune to good food and drink." I really don't want this day to end so soon. This kind of leisure and quiet day is just the last day, so I am a little reluctant to leave it.
Dining in the foggy town is usually very late, around 7:00, so Najintang made a reservation at a Sichuan restaurant. This Sichuan restaurant has a small facade and is located in a small alley, embedded in a row.
The shop with the big shop sign is dimly lit and engulfed in neon lights. You will miss it if you are not careful, but the dishes and service are first-class. The most classic dish here is the boiled fish with pepper.
When the waiter brought a bowl of extremely exquisite boiled fish with Sichuan peppercorns, I have never tasted such delicious Sichuan food. The peppers are really tender and tender, and the meat is tender;
tearing up.
Finally, I ordered a small and exquisite dessert. It is in the shape of a hemisphere, with a flat surface facing the sky and a round bottom. It is mostly off-white and dotted with red beans in the middle, so that the stars are falling on it.
The tall one is not big, so I took a bite carefully and savored it carefully. It was fragrant, slightly sweet, and very delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious snack. I leaned back on my seat.
I feel comfortable and contented all over.
"This is more delicious than I imagined. Najintang, you are superb!" I praised him with satisfaction.
"Then I will be happy if you are satisfied. I will raise my woman to be like a pig."
I glanced at him and thought about how anyone could describe myself like this. I stretched lazily and said, "How can you say that? If I become fat and look like a pig, what will you think of me? Since ancient times, fair ladies have been
, What a gentleman. When I become as big as Pig Tou San, I think you can run faster than a rabbit."
Na Jintang grinned: "In that case, I really want to bring you out for a look. By then you may not even bother to hold a kitchen knife. Your left hand will no longer carry a kitchen knife, but you will eat it anytime and anywhere.
The sweet and sour pork ribs or the big chicken drumsticks.”
Then we went to an inconspicuous tavern. This tavern had about a dozen small tables. It was said that it was opened by foreigners, and the style inside was naturally that of foreigners.
I saw that their waitresses were all wearing fluffy long skirts, and the male waiters were all wearing leather jackets. Annajintang said it was a bit like the style of a western cowboy: free and unrestrained, passionate. In this small bar, there are
On a small stage, two foreign men were performing some musical instruments. The instruments played by these foreigners seemed to be different from our traditional Chinese music.
Na Jintang and I sat down against a small table on the small stage.
"Are they playing the pipa? The pipa is not upright. They play it horizontally. The sound doesn't seem to be very different from my pipa. What kind of instrument is this?" I asked curiously, in this noisy place.
Even in the bar, I had to raise my voice.
"That's the guitar. It's one of the favorite instruments among the foreigners. You are the favorite of the wanderers. It's not the same type of pipa as our ancestors played. The two of them were playing a Carmen."
Jintang also raised his voice and explained to me in detail.
"Look, they have women dancing. What kind of opera is that? Why don't you see them wearing costumes and heavy makeup? Why don't you see anyone playing gongs and drums? Why don't you see Qing Yi, Hua Dan, and Wu Sheng?"
Na Jintang let out a hearty laugh: "Oh, oh, my God, this is a Western song. It is completely different from our ancestors. This instrument originated from the Gypsies, and of course it is basically
Americans, when you watch the performance later, you can see their various dance changes. This time it is a true Western dance."
I felt the enthusiasm and love in Na Jintang's tone. This was a rare state for him, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Wait a minute you will see a classical Carmen dance, while playing the guitar, and someone who cares has been performing, they will perform a group performance first, and then each person will appear in turn, and finally they will invite us to join them
Let’s party together.”
"How do you know so much?" I asked.
"I used to know an actor who specialized in these dances when I was studying abroad."
No wonder, I thought.
"We can dance together later."
I exclaimed excitedly: "It's great that we are dancing together. I haven't danced for a long time. I still remember when we met for the second time, you wanted to invite me to dance. At that time, when I saw you, I wanted to take it.
Hit you with a brick."
Na Jintang raised his eyebrows and asked: "I was such an image in your mind at that time. Why do you hate me so much for holding bricks?"
"Because at that time you acted so suave and like a veteran in love, and you even hugged me?" I told the truth.
Na Jintang held me in his arms again: "That time, when I saw you for the second time, I was shocked. You always appeared in front of me unexpectedly. And you were still so proud, with dozens of people around you.
Every boy is rubbing you around, you are like a proud little princess. I fell in love with you at that time, your flexibility makes people think you are a glorious bird. No one in this world can compare with you.
I get to know you more clearly. They think this is your appearance when they see me. Your cunning, selfishness, bravery, and vanity are all hidden under the bright feathers, so we are said to be a perfect match."
I nodded and said, "I know, at first I just need money, a lot of money, as long as we are no longer hungry. When the market finds that this problem can be solved, I prefer to use wisdom with you to punish those cunning and shameless people."
I like to live on the edge of danger with you."
After a long silence, Na Jintang said: "My cat, do you like this kind of dangerous life? No, I don't allow you to take risks so easily. You can only stay within three steps of me at most."
I looked at him in confusion: "Why not me? I've also done a lot of things for him."
Na Jintang smiled and said: "In the past, when you were by my side, I dared to do anything, but now something will happen, and I won't be able to bear it. If there is any big thing, I will take care of it.
Every time you marry me, you wash your hands and prepare the dishes, and give me a son and a daughter."
I looked at him for a long time: "I can seriously consider this suggestion." I said warmly.
He hugged me tightly and laughed: "I am now considering whether to make a formal announcement to the old man tomorrow?"
I covered his mouth: "Don't say it yet. We will decide when Bai Wei really finds a good home. It won't be too late to talk about it then."
I say this because I always feel guilty towards Bai Wei. The fairy-tale life she originally expected was accidentally spilled on me. Na Jintang hugged me tightly, which made me feel a sense of guilt.
A sense of security. I will never be alone again. I think, yes, we are made for each other, and that Jintang is my entire future.
The lights in the bar were dim, and the high-speed laser light shone on the small stage. Then a magical change occurred. At first, the music rhythm was very slow, and a group of foreign performers were stepping onto the stage. Beautiful women were wearing colorful dresses.
They wore skirts and fluffy tops, their hair was in a high bun, and they wore sparkling jewelry. More importantly, each of the women had a flower as big as a peony in their hair. The dancing men wore tight-fitting clothes.
Wearing trousers, a vest, high-top shiny leather boots, and a shiny slicked-back hair, she looked elegant.
One of the men was playing a sad tune. Next to him sat a female singer, and another female foreigner was singing softly.
I couldn't understand the jabbering language at all. I just felt that the melody was very beautiful, making me feel like a wanderer constantly searching for his new world.
…
"Can you understand what they are singing?" I asked Na Jintang quietly.
"Understood, this is a kind of English. It means: I miss my lover, my lover is waiting for me far away, but why did she marry another man before I returned to my hometown?
Marriage, God, he abandoned me, my heart is broken, come back quickly, my love."
I don’t know much about this kind of thing, but it’s still a bit shocking to pursue love so passionately. I like this feeling. I just like to be direct and unrestrained. I really envy their life of daring to love and hate.
Suddenly this time.
A female foreigner jumped to the center of the stage. She tapped the floor with the soles of her shoes to make a rhythmic sound. The explanation was very simple at the beginning. With the accompaniment of the instruments, it became faster and faster, and the sound and movement of the dance also changed.
It changed into a sexy and wild twist.
These are so vulgar in my opinion, aren't they all about subtlety? Wang Renqiu was not like this when she performed. How dare they do such... actions?
Under my dumbfounded gaze, Na Jintang whispered in my ear: "This dance can be traced back to the dance of the Gypsies in caves more than 100 years ago. At that time, whether they were hunting, eating, or
Marriage? All have to dance this kind of dance. It is a way of expressing their passion for life. This way is very natural in his life, as simple as eating, drinking and having sex."
"It's unbelievable... If we dance quietly like this, others will say we are crazy."
"Look! Their dance language expresses everything from excitement to carnival, avoidance, and chasing. It's a way to express your deep love." His voice was deep and sexy.
At this time, the passion for music continued unabated. As the rhythm of the dividends accelerated, the dancers moved faster and faster. People below the stage cheered frequently to add to the fun. I saw several people like us standing in the air with wine glasses in their hands.
, looking at it without blinking.
Of course, there is no lack of desire in their eyes.
There was another burst of jabbering English, and this language was echoed on and off the stage. There was a clamor and shouting everywhere. Inspired by this shouting, the performers on the stage danced and rhythmed to an increasingly crazy level.
The music and dance suddenly stopped. There was a brief silence from the entire audience, but today there was another burst of applause.
Although most of us haven't had time to break away from the passionate dance.
"Oh my gosh, they dance so well, this is beyond my imagination!" I sighed, picked up a bottle of wine in the ice from the table and started drinking. The coldness could dampen my enthusiasm.
"Don't worry, honey, there will be more exciting things later." Na Jintang told me.