1.
An ordinary evening, the sun's afterglow originally the city's gray gold plating.
From the inside to wear out of the subway to see if time is tight, and I flew in the Beijing Railway Station Lane.
Gasped check their votes, rushed to find their own seats, 2 minutes after the train will be opened.
Opposite sat a pair of elderly people, one of which is the traditional Chinese medicine. The way they are talking about people's beliefs. From gossip to the Buddhist Taoist five elements, to put it high spirits. I observed the whole process, and feel myself cool hair.
"The I Ching that man's destiny to be born from a啦. Inherent in the appearance on behalf of the inherent class."
"That's not meant to negate the efforts of the day after tomorrow it?" Asked another suspect.
"This error may be two ten thousandths." That's medicine looked very calmly, then do not remember the explanation I got.
I looked out the window a dense mass of land, respiration also affected by the depression. I read the novel before Feng Jicai, those took place in Tianjin Wei's story, and all of a bizarre extreme. Now, in front of two elderly people, they are so elusive to me.
Chinese medicine continued: "You know, everyone is standing on the shoulders of two gods, recorded over the merits and demerits of your life. These will be verified when you die. Does Jide into the bliss of the land is indeed evil into hell suffering. They have kept the standing of your shoulder, watching you all. "
"That's ... ... we can see them?"
"It's hard. Unless the practice had the monk."
I did not expect - have not yet encountered in Tianjin so mysterious old men. Can not help but I called the Cold War. That trip car no heat, I felt cold, perhaps because of this.
2.
Car to the Tianjin Railway Station, was fortunate enough to have a friend pick me up. We first hit car to his home. Friends and a taxi driver driving a vulgar joke. Leave me a night watch man lying on the windows. The city let me appalled. The air filled with an ancient flavor. The streets, sporadic, and some outdoor stands, those in Beijing and Shanghai are rarely met. It is worth mentioning that,
The catering industry is very developed here; shows everyone has the habit of cooking at home, rarely to "restaurants" in. I am stubborn like that tradition.
His home in Red Star Road. Thus, we were taken to a group of old houses pile, I have thought about Hengshan Road. Tianjin's old house, it is also a lot of flavor, a little less better than in Shanghai.
Late. My friend took me out to dinner. Most of the shops were closing the. We had to walk along the Haihe River, scattershot purpose.
Later, the discovery of a soya bean juice shop overnight and went into the milk to drink. Checkout time, I gave a waiter a 20 and 10 of the RMB. He returned my money, with the hint of Tianjin, then I gave him some money the old one.
I smiled, and he changed the money. Warm heart. Lovely Tianjin呀! There where the owner will be like this --
Careful to "insisted the old notes can not be income customers," the.
When drinking milk began to envy the people around can speak a pleasant Tianjin any more.
... ...
3.
The next day.
Wake up, actually nine more. I called my friend. Told him I was a person to travel.
Books, newspapers found a room, bought copies of maps. I take the bus to the liberation of the bridge. Then plans to walk to shops, Goubuli Steamed Bun. Heard that the city is only an authentic bargain. Gone through a lot of blocks and asked to find a way many do, Hei hei.
I went to a smoke Sam Sun package. The waiter I pull up on one side, myself busy for another go. I also do not care about their indifference to see out the window opposite the bustling crowd, and the roof of the melting in the sun.
At this time, the store came an old man, grizzled beard, his eyes very God.
"I ask a number of steamed buns drawn that way?"
"10, uncle." Waiter very politely replied. This old man is the kind of awe-inspiring.
"I'm sorry. I could eat that much. ... ... Be able to smoke as long as the half-ah."
Then, was a dispute. Because few guests would put such a request, attendants apparently alarmed footing.
Finally, department manager out of mediation. Grandpa agreed to the request.
Proved: a pumping it really is too much. I took just three felt stays, and the remaining seven, then packaged.
After a long time, was only steamed buns had. Placed in front of me.
I saw the old man is also careful to try one.
"Boy, I wish to take away." He put down the chopsticks and waited.
Attendants are very patient and treat the elderly, carefully wrap Didao his hand.
Elderly people happy, said: "I have six of this year's 90. Worse over the age of four of the 100."
He brought the box out the package just finished walk out, I saw he was still laughing: "backward in these four, ah ... ..."
Quipped the.
He left the hall, walked the streets outside as the sun melted inside another person. And my ears had hearing loss at that moment. I feel terrible ... ...
Tianjin, the city is the mysterious.
4.
Left again under the setting sun.
Very reluctant呀. Tickets bought in advance, and there is no alternative but to go.
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