Perfect Feast

The economic situation in Xinhe County has historically counted as the number of cities in the incumbent state, as can be seen from the renovation layout of the hostel.

Standing in the hallway outside the door, Liu Yang looked at the dark red carpet under his feet and took a slight breath. Zhang Jing's cigarette scene just now really surprised him.

In this era, smoking by women was not a strange thing, but Mayor Zhang's smoking was shocking.

I remember seeing a comment somewhere that women who smoke are bad women. It's hard to say if this is not a good topic, but in the eyes of most men, women who smoke, if not bad, can't say much better.

Men find women who smoke to be lovers, but they rarely find women who smoke to be wives.

In fact, Liu Yang feels that when a woman smokes, she also has a beautiful and sexy side. Just as when Zhang Jing smoked, besides bringing a strong shock to herself, her charming gesture was also fascinating.

Good women are always good women and have nothing to do with smoking or not smoking.

A woman smokes for her own reasons, and a woman with no scars will certainly not fall in love with the smell of cigarettes. Like a woman who is not injured, she will not fall in love with the wound.

Between smoke and tears, some women chose the former.

Smoking women do not easily shed tears in front of others, they light a cigarette, they do not believe in the tears of life, they smoke, they spit out loneliness, loneliness, melancholy, loss, and exclamation for life.

The life of smoke is short, and everything that is soulful and beautiful is short. And the beauty of women, too, is because of the beauty of transients.

Ordinary women cry when they get a little hurt. But the woman who smokes only pulls a cigarette out of her bag and lights it gracefully, without crying.

Because women who smoke are strong. She chose cigarettes, which means she learned to be beautiful.

Love is sometimes a hurt, and women look for happiness in it; smoking is also a hurt, but it makes women forget the harm they do in love.

If a woman who does not smoke is a lily flower, then a woman who smokes is a mandolo.

It's just that Zhang Jing smokes, and why?

Liu Yang stood in the hallway, thinking suddenly the phone in his pocket rang. Take it out and look. It turns out the phone is a strange number.

“Director Liu, this is Sun Qingmi. Is Mayor Zhang resting?” Sun Qingmi's voice came over the phone very refreshingly.

Sun Ching-mi? Although Liu Yang doesn't remember her number, all the phone numbers on this phone are marked with her name and job title. Sun Qingmei, as the head of a county, is also qualified to hold this phone in her own hands.

But why didn't Sun Qingmi use his work phone to contact him?

Now that there are two mobile phones, the idea is just flashing in Liu Yang's mind and quickly disappeared.

“Well, Governor Sun, the leader is resting. Call me at this time. What can I do for you?” Liu Yang lifted his wrist as he looked at the watch on his wrist and found it was almost 11: 00 p.m.

“It's no big deal, I just thought you might not be resting at this time... I have a snack at the Peach Garden Club. I would like to invite Director Liu to taste it. I hope you can give me this face. Hopefully, Director Liu won't be too thin on each other?” Sun Qingmei's voice is soft and has an unspeakable taste.

Don't be so thin on each other? What does she mean? Did she see me talking to Liu Guangping?

Originally, Liu Yang wanted to refuse, but thought about it or laughed and said: “Taoyuan Hall? What is that place? ”

“Director Liu, please go downstairs, 20 meters east, there is a car parked on the west side of the third building, it will bring you..." After that, he didn't wait for Liu Yang to say anything, Sun Qingmi snapped and hung up the phone.

Liu Yang smiled and shook his head. What does this Sun Qingmi mean? What does she want? Why, listen, these arrangements look like Secret Service contacts?

But since she pointed out what she had just talked to Liu Guangping, even if it was the Blade Mountain Fire Sea in the front, she herself had to go to the bottom of Mu Sun Qingmi.

So Liu Yang quietly went downstairs and walked in the direction Sun Qingmei said. On the road between this building and another building where Liu Yang lived, there was definitely a car that could not see if it was black or red. Before Liu Yang approached, the back door of the car had been opened. After Liu Yang stepped inside, he immediately smelled the intense scent running into his nose.

Then Liu Yang heard Sun Qingmei's unique voice ringing in his ear: “Xiaohong, drive... thank you, thank you Director Liu for giving me this face. ”

“Ah, Governor Sun? Why are you in the car? Then why don't you go up there?” I really didn't expect Sun Qingmi to be in this car, but she made a mistake and called herself down. I really don't know what she thought.

Because the car was parked in the dark between the two buildings and the lights were not on, Liu Yang could not see who was sitting in the car before she spoke.

“Director Liu, do you regret getting in this car? If Director Liu doesn't want to, you can go down now.” Sun Qingmi sat beside Liu Yang. Even if she did not speak, Liu Yang could smell the fragrance on her body.

“A man's husband, how can he regret what he says?” Liu Yang smiled and said, adjusting his sitting position. Then he went on to say, "Besides, I'm also curious, how could Governor Sun ask me out in this way? ”

“Which way do you think it would be appropriate for me to ask Director Liu out?” The expression on Sun Qingmei's face could not be seen clearly in the dark, but there was a clear irony in her words.

“Oh, at this time, in this place, Sun County Governor in this way, no matter what, it's not exactly bright, is it?” Liu Yang counter-lipped.

“Oh? I'd like to hear Director Liu's reasoning. If I do this, how can it not be just bright?” Sun Qingmei sounded like he was turning his head towards Liu Yang.

“It's 11: 40 in the evening. It's not too late, but it's not early, is it? This is the Xinhe Hostel. It is the property of your Sun County Governor. What can Sun County Governor say in the Hostel?” Liu Yang did not seem to have answered, but replied to Sun Qingmi's question.

“Giggle...” The woman sitting next to her suddenly laughed.

Until the car opened the hostel, Sun Qingmei stopped laughing. “I don't think so. It's too early, you can't leave the leadership too far away. I think it's just right now. As for you saying that the Xinhe Hostel is my property, that would be all the more wrong. The Suihe Hostel is not the private property of that person, and the Suihe Hostel belongs to the people of Suihe. As for me dating you, it's not convenient for me to say what I want to say to you in the hostel. ”

“Oh, really?” Liu Yang said, looking out through the window at night. Inside the compartment, as both people stopped talking, they fell into silence for a moment.

Last night's storm didn't seem to affect the pace of people's lives in Sichuan County. It's almost twelve o'clock now, and the streets are still lit with bright lights on the pavement, and you can occasionally see a few people walking through the streets.

The car passed through the city and finally stopped in front of a fenced yard. Sun Qingmei took the lead in opening the door and walking down.

Bamboo hedgehouse with two purple red lanterns hanging under the roof of the courtyard door. There is a wooden plaque on the doorstep that doesn't show what color it is. It says the four big words of the Dragonfly Phoenix dance: "Peach Origin Club".

Oh, on the phone, I heard Sun Qingmi speak these words. I thought it was the Peach Garden Club. It turns out that they are Peach Origin, and naturally they use Peach Flower Origin as a metaphor.

However, if you are a peach blossom person, you should be isolated from the world. If you open a club again, you really don't belong to peach blossom people.

After Sun Qingmei walked through the courtyard door, Liu Yang could perceive that it was a pebble-paved trail under his feet. Under the gray lights on both sides of the road, the low crown branches twist, and you can't see what kind of trees are planted.

A fake mountain stone, dark as a phoenix's wings, stopped the way as a burst of running water and an intense fruity scent flowed. With Sun Qingmi's figure, he turned to the bridge in front of the fake mountain, crossed the stone hole under the wings of the phoenix shaped fake mountain. In front of him, he opened his eyes, and a row of wooden thatch houses hung with large red lanterns appeared in front of him 50 to 60 meters away.

Invisible, you can hear a gentle song in your ear. Listen carefully, it seems to be Tang Lijunyuan's "Story of the Small City".

A little girl in a ruffled short sleeve flap waist and tonal loose skirt came up and whispered, "Are you here? Still in the same spot? ”

When Sun Qingmei nodded, the little girl silently turned around, twisted her full ass, and walked forward with a pair of small feet wearing black round mouth half-heeled cloth shoes, bringing the two men into a wood door.

“Have a seat, gentlemen. Can I get you something to drink?” Inside a small house, under a dim kerosene lamp, there is a low wooden square table with two rows of wooden “sofas”. A small bucket with a simple, pristine scent everywhere.

“What can I get you?” Sun Qingmi sat down and asked.

“What do we have here?” Liu Yangxin said there's nothing but a big bowl of tea, right?

“We have white wine, red wine, beer, fruit juice... we have everything you can think of...” The little girl has a big tone and a face of pride and pride.

Liu Yang laughed: "Then we'll have a bowl of sticky rice noodles. Then we'll have dish mayonnaise, pancakes with buckwheat noodles, half a bunch of green onions... We'll talk at dinner tonight. I'm a little hungry. ”

The little girl nodded and actually turned around and walked out. I was trying to make it difficult on purpose. I didn't think there was any of this stuff here?