From teaching to superstar

Chapter 394 Memory comes from mung bean smoothie
Hu Yang sat here blankly, his thoughts had already returned to the beautiful past ten years ago.

The longing smile and the lonely loneliness are constantly changing on him.

Time is slowly passing away in the streamer of memory.

The setting sun shone in the west, and the soft sunlight shone on his body through the wicker, giving off a light yellow shimmer.

A photographer with a long lens in the distance happened to see this scene.

Facing the populus euphratica stained with golden light in the setting sun, he pressed the key door.

The image remains on the back of the film.

She took pictures from different angles in the noisy metropolis, which is rare to see peace and tranquility.

She has traveled many places, but she has never seen a young man who can show such an attitude.

Looking at the beautiful photo in the camera, after thinking about it, he went over to tell Hu Yang that he had just arranged his photo.

Otherwise, it may be troublesome to publish it later.

Of course, she also wanted to meet the man who sat there quietly and motionless.

It's a pity that the man had already left before she arrived.

Looking at the empty stone bench, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Looked around and couldn't find the guy who just sat here.

At this time, Populus euphratica had already walked out of the gate of the park, and he didn't know that someone was looking for him.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Walking on the cement road, smelling the fragrance of hot pot from the small shops on both sides of the street.

This is a special delicacy in Rongcheng, and it should be said that it is the most famous special delicacy in Tianfu Province.

It can make people linger and forget to return.

Originally Hu Yang wanted to find a small shop to eat at random, but thought it might cause some unnecessary troubles.

He doesn't care about being recognized, being watched and so on.

What I am most afraid of is disturbing the business of the store.

Because Hu Yang clearly knows that the rent of these small shops on the roadside is very expensive, and the living expenses of a family are maintained by the income of this small shop.

An evening's income is also very important to them.

Of course, the "old antique" Populus euphratica has not fully adapted to life in the metropolis.

He didn't know that there is a kind of store called "Internet celebrity store". As long as it becomes famous, the number of customers will increase greatly, and the future income will also increase accordingly.

Therefore, it will not disturb the store's business tonight as he thought.

In the end, he walked into a hot pot restaurant with a sign outside saying that it had private rooms.

Hot pot, eating alone is the most tasteless, and it is also the least cost-effective.

But he couldn't help Populus euphratica and he wanted to eat it.

When the lights come on, the lights make the life of Rongcheng more intense.

Even in late autumn, those girls who love beauty still can't stop them from wearing beautiful skirts and walking on the street.

In addition, Tianfu has produced beautiful women since ancient times.

Of course, raking ears is indispensable, hee hee!
Feeling their youthful and lively atmosphere, Populus euphratica slowly walked towards Kuanzhai Alley, a famous scenic spot in Rongcheng.

The Kuanzhai Alley at night is still very lively.

It not only has the characteristics of northern courtyards, but also has the elements of Tianfuxi folk houses. Here you can find the epitome of the life of the old Rongcheng people!Although it has been renovated and protected now, it basically retains its original appearance.

You can walk here but you can't feel the simplicity and simplicity of the ancient streets at all.

On the contrary, it has a strong commercial atmosphere.

But at least it’s much better than Qintai’s Old Path.

The nameplates of each business have their own characteristics, and even a Western-style coffee shop like White Haired Girl uses wooden signboards with Chinese characteristics.

At that time, I was surprised to see such a western shop here.

Wearing sunglasses, Hu Yang smiled when he heard the conversation coming from the shops on both sides.

Suddenly, he saw a small stall selling mung bean smoothies.

Hu Yang walked over quickly.

He found that the stall owner seemed to be the girl who sold mung bean smoothies 11 years ago.

At this time, she no longer had the original appearance, and the years had left deep marks on her face.

Looking at the little girl next to her who was playing quietly by herself, one could see the stall owner's former appearance on the little girl's face.

She turned her head and smiled at her daughter from time to time, and she couldn't hide the love in her eyes.

And the little girl seemed to be able to feel her mother looking at her, she grinned and called her mother, clapping her hands happily.

This scene made Hu Yang's smile even bigger.

Although she has already married, is a wife, and a mother.

It also made him feel the ruthlessness of the years.

But even if it is ruthless, it is also touching.

No?
Since it is already late autumn, not many people come to buy mung bean smoothies.

After she finished the last smoothie that could be needed and gave it to the other party, Hu Yang went forward.

"Hello, give me a cup of mung bean smoothie." Hu Yang smiled.

The stall owner, who was thinking of hugging his daughter, saw Populus euphratica wearing sunglasses and asked for mung bean smoothie.

She smiled at her daughter and started making mung bean smoothies for Populus euphratica.

It was finished quickly, and after paying the money, Hu Yang took a sip and said with a smile: "Well, the taste is still the same, it hasn't changed in ten years."

The stall owner, who had just picked up his daughter in his spare time, was stunned when he heard Hu Yang's words.

Never had that customer ever said anything like that to her.

Ten years ago, she had just taken over the stall from her mother.

"Sir, you said you bought mung bean smoothie here ten years ago?" She asked while hugging her daughter.

Hu Yang nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "At that time you were a little girl, ten years later, you are the child's mother."

She didn't remember Hu Yang at all, and she met too many people every day.

She smiled slightly awkwardly at him.

Hu Yang didn't care. If he had such a good memory, he certainly wouldn't remember the couple who asked him for directions ten years ago. This is normal.

The reason why he remembered it was because the sweetness of the past reminded him of the long-disgusted memory of the past.

Having said so much, the main reason is that I did not expect to meet an "old friend" who bought mung bean smoothie here with Song Wenxian ten years ago.

At the beginning, she also told Populus euphratica and the others to make their relationship as sweet and refreshing as mung bean smoothie.

Otherwise, Hu Yang might not be able to remember her.

But they didn't talk too much, their eyes fell on the little girl in her arms, seeing how cute she was.

He smiled and said, "Honey, do you want a lot of people to buy mom's mung bean smoothie?"

She was not afraid of life, she took a look at Hu Yang, put her arms around her mother's neck and shook her head and said crisply: "I want to!"

"Think, you should nod, not shake your head."

I tilted my head and thought for a while, as if I was about to nod, so I changed it.

Immediately, Hu Yang felt that she was even cuter.

He reached out and touched her tender little face.

I took out my mobile phone and took a few photos of the booth, and the cute look of the little girl was also printed in the photos.

(End of this chapter)