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Chapter 275 Do You Want To Go Home Now?

When Chen Xing asked, the old man stroked his beard and said, "...This mailbox, isn't this a photo for you?"

"what?"

Chen Xing was speechless for a while.

But soon the old man laughed, and said again: "Just kidding. But do many young people like to take pictures in front of my mailbox, but after the recent renovation, there are fewer people, which is really strange."

Chen Xing looked at the mailbox outside the door, and then thought about the surrounding environment.

Indeed, a bright red mailbox stood there abruptly, not as good as his old-fashioned appearance.

"The real situation is that I still like to use letters to communicate with old friends. Although the mobile phone is very convenient now, whether it is a phone call or a normal chat, I don't have the feeling of writing and reading letters."

He stroked his beard, saw that Chen Xing was so young, and said with a sigh: "But people of your age should not understand."

"It's like reading a book, I should understand it." Chen Xing said.

Sitting on a chair or sofa and reading a book that makes your heart beat, it feels very comfortable to read.

He nodded, hummed, and said loudly: "It's about the same. Anyway, it's such a simple situation, nothing special."

Chen Xing is the kind of person who looks for his mobile phone immediately after waking up in the morning before opening his eyes. It is hard to imagine what life would be like without a mobile phone.

But think about it carefully, do people really need a mobile phone?

If you don't fall in love, most people talk on their mobile phones for half an hour a day, even if they are busy with their business, but Chen Xing often plays with his mobile phone at home all day, staring at it for at least six or seven hours.

It's a bad habit.

Too bad I can't quit.

Mr. Wang's grandson had already packed the boat that Chen Xing wanted, filled it with a lot of things, and asked, "Do you need us to help you send it somewhere? If you need it, you can fill in the address. "

Chen Xing nodded, and went over to write down the address of his hometown.

When the time comes, let my mother take it back for me first.

On the way out, a man with Post Office on his back rode a small tricycle, waved an envelope and shouted, "Boss Wang, your letter has arrived."

"okay."

The old man who was chatting with Chen Xing just walked out, smiling happily. Chen Xing hurriedly picked up the camera to capture the moment when he received the letter. The smile on his face was completely from the heart. Like an old friend who sent a letter.

Only this kind of letter that can only be seen for a long time has such ability.

It took a long time for the letter to be sent and received. Chen Xing thought this was a shortcoming, because he was used to getting a reply as soon as possible after asking a question.

But from their point of view, perhaps this is the charm and advantage of letter, because the longer the time of communication, the more they look forward to it.

Is it also a kind of hunger marketing?

Chen Xing smiled, carried his bag and continued his journey in Pingjiang.

He came to Suzhou to listen to Pingtan. Chen Xing remembered that the two teachers mentioned Pingxin Teahouse before leaving.But after he came here, he didn't take the initiative to open the navigation to find it.

The Pingjiang Historic District is only this big. Take a look and walk around. As long as it is not too remote, you can definitely find it.

The ancient urban areas of Suzhou basically have rivers passing through the city. The same is true for this ancient urban area located in the center of Suzhou. They introduced water canals from the moat, but unlike other ancient cities, the water canals here are square and angular. distinct.

Basically, it is a place surrounded by a square canal, which looks like a square market.

This kind of square city also divides Pingjiang into many parts.

When visiting the Kunqu Opera Museum, Chen Xing saw the sign of "Pingxin Teahouse" on the opposite side of the museum.

Their small building has been renovated, but the renovation in this kind of scenic spot is strictly controlled, and it cannot be said that you can make it into whatever you want.So although bright glass is used as a wall here, the entrance and the second floor are all antique.

The second floor has a whole row of windows, and the windows reveal that kind of low-brightness, warm-colored light, which is very similar to the appearance of people lighting candles in the TV through the screen window.

There is a light from the TV, otherwise a single candle would not be so bright.

At this time, a window on the second floor was pushed open, and a girl in Hanfu looked outside curiously.

The atmosphere is really good.

It is especially easy to see such tourists wearing Hanfu when visiting the ancient town of Suzhou. Many local Hanfu stores and even hotels have a business of renting Hanfu.

If a person living in Suzhou wants to be a photographer, the skills must not be soaring?
What's that called?

Near the water tower, get the month first.

Open the door and walk in. On the right is the cash register, and in front is the lobby with wooden seats, where many tourists drink tea and listen to music.In the front is a small stage, which is similar to the stage Chen Xing saw in Wuzhen, except for a beautiful curtain of 'Pingxinshe'.

The people who sang happened to be Zhou Bojun and Lu Shi'an.

The two of them should be partners, with Zhou Bojun playing the sanxian and Lu Shi'an playing the pipa.

Sister Lu's name is very cultured as soon as she hears it, unlike Chen Xing who chose a single-name star.It is said that his grandfather watched the sky at night when he was born, saying that the starry sky was particularly bright that night, so he named him Chen Xing.

But it's okay, it's better than some weird names.

Chen Xing ordered a cup of tea and sat down. Sister Lu saw Chen Xing and nodded with a smile.

They sang a song slowly.

This song is very common in the ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River. Whether it is Xitang, Wuzhen, or Zhouzhuang, Chen Xing can hear this song outside many teahouses.

This song was mainly sung by female voices. Zhou Bojun kept playing the Sanxian accompaniment, and he saw Chen Xing, so he smiled and nodded like Sister Lu.Many tourists turned their heads to look at Chen Xing.

Then there is a song The End of the World.

wow this song!

His mother likes Teresa Teng very much, so Chen Xing has heard Teresa Teng's version many times, and when he heard the report just now, he still felt that he should have the ability to resist.But I didn't expect Chen Xing to fall as soon as the Wu language version was sung.

Maybe it’s because I can understand Wu dialect, and Sister Lu’s singing is very story-telling, especially when Sister Lu sings the part of looking for a bosom friend, Chen Xing’s ears are crisp .

Suzhou Pingtan is really not popular.

In Chen Xing's impression, he didn't seem to have seen the promotion of Pingtan in any media, and it was too low-key. The key is that it is also a wonderful form of artistic expression, but they get far less attention than Peking Opera.

There are so many forms of artistic expression in China, why doesn't the Spring Festival Gala consider anything other than Peking Opera?

Forget it, their family hasn't watched the Spring Festival Gala for several years, who cares about the program crew?

Chen Xing listened carefully to the singing.

In addition to some modern songs and local tunes in Suzhou, the two on stage also performed some traditional jokes.When singing these traditional jokes, many tourists can't understand and can only feel the tune and music.

However, the happiness Chen Xing got was uncompromising.

Listening in a teahouse is much more enjoyable than listening in a hotel in Wuzhen, even the time is much longer.

After a while, two other Pingtan players came to replace them, and Chen Xing met Zhou Bojun and the others.Chen Xing always felt that the two of them looked at him strangely, so he couldn't help but look down at his clothes.

Then he raised his head and asked, "What's the matter? We haven't seen each other for a few days, sister Lu doesn't know me anymore?"

"We didn't expect you to be so powerful."

"They're talking nonsense."

Chen Xing raised the camera and asked, "Then can I take a picture for you?"

"Of course." Lu Shi'an nodded, then suddenly thought of a question, and asked, "Is it free?"

"free."

This is what he wanted to shoot, so he didn't need to charge money. Chen Xing even thought about paying a little money to let them be his models, so it would save trouble.

Hearing that Chen Xing was going to take pictures, Lu Shi'an was fine, but Zhou Bojun was a little nervous.

"Are we filming in a teahouse?"

"No, there are many places with good views outside."

He didn't come here to shoot humanities. Naturally, he shoots as good as it looks. It is only successful if it can show the softness of Suzhou Pingtan from the visual effect.So he will use the scenery of the ancient town instead of the interior of the teahouse.

Although the two in front of Chen Xing are Suzhou Pingtan artists, they still don't know how to pose naturally for the camera.

You have to guide slowly.

Guiding them was much more difficult than guiding the previous dancers, but after eliminating their tension, the progress was fast. Before dinner, Chen Xing saved all the styles he wanted to shoot into the camera.

"Then thank you teachers first."

Lu Shi'an shook his head, although it was tiring to take pictures, he was not as tired as singing and playing the piano in the teahouse all the time.

After staying for a day, it is also very good to go outside to see the scenery.

"You're welcome, we should thank you for your willingness to promote our Pingtan."

Chen Xing said with a smile: "What's the matter? As a Chinese person, you should definitely do it. Let's go. I'll treat the two teachers to something to eat. I've worked hard this afternoon..."

But Zhou Bojun refused to let Chen Xing come to treat the guests, and paid for the dinner himself.

It is a very ordinary Suzhou restaurant on the side of the road.

After eating Suzhou cuisine for a while, Chen Xing has gotten used to it. It’s not spicy anyway. He pays attention to the original taste, freshness, smoothness and tenderness. He is best at all kinds of sweet and sour, braised and steamed.

During this dinner, Chen Xing found another dish he liked very much.

The color and appearance are a bit like their famous dish of Sichuan Province, mixed seafood, but the bamboo shoots in it are crisper, and seaweed and sea cucumbers are not used, but bacon and pork belly are used, and the pork belly is cut into big pieces like Dongpo pork.

Especially the bamboo shoots are delicious, but forget about the meat.

The pork belly in this restaurant is a bit fatty. Chen Xing still likes the fatty pork cooked in the Dongpo pork style. It will be more comfortable to eat if you don't feel the texture of the fatty meat.

Following them back to the teahouse to get their backpacks, Lu Shi'an asked Chen Xing: "Have you found a place to stay tonight?"

"Yes, thank you, Miss Lu."

In fact, he hasn't looked for it yet, but he doesn't plan to live in the ancient town. The Suzhou city outside is so prosperous, so it's not easy to find a place to live?
After returning from Paris and running for so many days, Chen Xing also wanted to find a hotel with a bathtub so that he could lie in it and feel comfortable.

Coming out of this scenic spot, Chen Xing stopped a taxi.

"Master, is there any better hotel in Suzhou?"

"That depends on what you think of good things. The Metropark Hotel is closer, and the Marriott Hotel and Shangri-La Hotel are farther away. It depends on where you want to go."

"Go to the Marriott."

Chen Xing has stayed in the Marriott Hotel many times, so he subconsciously went to the hotel he was more familiar with.

"Okay, handsome guy put on your seat belt first."

His speech is very interesting, not like Mandarin, nor the northern dialect or the dialect of Sichuan and Chongqing, let alone Suzhou dialect.

Chen Xing fastened his seat belt first, and asked, "Where is the master from?"

"Me? From Wuyuan, Jiangxi."

"Jiangxi?"

"Yeah, is it because my accent is a bit heavy that you can't understand me?"

"No." Chen Xing shook his head and said, "It's just that I happen to be going to Jiangxi, so I think it's a bit of a coincidence."

"That's it, haha." Hearing that the customer was going to his hometown, the driver was rather happy, and said, "Going there for business or tourism."

"It's a trip."

After all, business trips and tourism are rich.

On WeChat, he had already chatted with the leader of the Bureau of Tourism and Culture over there, and told Chen Xing to send him a message when he arrived in Jiangxi, saying that he would come to pick him up in person, and at the same time revealed that promoting any scenic spot in Jiangxi would bring him a good fortune publicity fee.

It's a bit like Tandian Internet celebrities go to promote restaurants, but Chen Xing's side is more high-end and more free.

There are also many sisters in shorts on the streets of Suzhou.

Chen Xing kept looking out the window.

There was no delay in chatting, and I asked a lot about Jiangxi.

The driver brother talked about his hometown in Jiangxi, and said that he hadn't seen the child for a long time.

Chen Xing turned to look at him...

"Master, are you married?"

"Yes, the children are all six years old."

"I can't see it at all, master, you are so young."

He looks like a white-collar worker in his mid-25s, with his hair neatly combed back and his face well-groomed.If he didn't say that his child was six years old, Chen Xing wouldn't believe that he was actually married.

"haha, thank you."

"Your hometown is in Jiangxi, and you come here to work. It's very inconvenient to go home."

The driver was deeply moved, nodded with a sigh and said:
"I haven't been back since the Chinese New Year. It takes a day to go back to Jiangxi from here. I don't have the time. Sometimes listening to her cry on the phone is very sad."

"girl?"

"Yes, very cute." He showed a very sweet smile, and wanted to take out his mobile phone to show Chen Xing his daughter, but it was inconvenient now, so he said, "It's really cute anyway."

"I believe it." Chen Xing said.

The driver was already handsome and tall.

Also very responsible.

Maybe because of his own personality, most of Chen Xing's friends are similar to him, such as Zhou Peng, or the group of friends he made in Paris, they all have a playful and troublesome personality.

This is a good man.

Chen Xing sighed, raised his hand and looked at the time, it was only past six o'clock.

"Master, how long does it take from here to your hometown?"

"Four or five hours by train?"

"What about driving?"

"Driving for more than five hours? I don't know, I haven't driven back."

Chen Xing put his hands on the co-pilot's seat, leaned forward, and asked seriously: "Do you want to go home now? I will drive home from here. I will pay for the travel and gas expenses along the way. If you're hungry, I'll treat you to supper."

(End of this chapter)