Chapter 22
"Brother, brother, I can't see it. Hug me!"
Liu Huifeng led the light rain and strolled pleasantly on the edge of the West Lake. When he saw Li Qiang's look just now, Liu Huifeng knew that he must have encountered something more important. He didn't want to disturb Li Qiang's business. He greeted him and left first with Xiaoyu, leading her while listening to the tourists chatting about the scenery of the West Lake and moving forward aimlessly.
And the five poisonous beasts, oh, no, should be called Xiaoyu now. Since they have been caught, because of the psychology of "most human beings are bad guys", they have always tried to go to remote places with fewer people in the human world. But she was born with a lively nature, otherwise she would not have been targeted by Chen Lei because she couldn't stand loneliness and ran to Hangzhou to watch street art.
But now she relies on Liu Huifeng with all her confidence. How can she not be excited to see such a grand occasion? Although she held Liu Huifeng's hand tightly, her eyes turned around curiously. Wherever she went, she felt that everything was so fresh that she was overwhelmed. She only hated that a pair of eyes were not enough. She wanted to have more eyes to slowly see all this.
Liu Huifeng noticed that not far ahead of him, there was a eloquent and eloquent scholar who was dancing to explain to his companions the history of each landscape they passed by. Seeing his knowledgeable appearance, Liu Huifeng simply regarded them as free guides and followed them all the time.
After moving forward for a while, the sun gradually rose directly above the pedestrians. At this time, there were more and more tourists. The light rain led by Liu Huifeng could only see pairs of human legs, some thick, thin, men, women, old people, and no children. She looked left and right, but was disappointed to find that there was no child here. The people were not young men of similar age, or the one-to-one couple who depended on each other, and even many young girls, chattering and swallowing.
Seeing that Liu Huifeng was not aware of it at all, Xiaoyu pouted and shouted.
When he heard Xiaoyu say that he wanted to hug her, Liu Huifeng smiled from the bottom of his heart. He had already seen Xiaoyu hang an oil bottle on the corner of his mouth. Girls just like to be coquettish. Thinking of this, Liu Huifeng bent down. At the moment when he bent down, Liu Huifeng saw a pair of long legs and immediately understood that Xiaoyu was not coquettish. Perhaps, people were used to thinking from their own standpoint, but sometimes they should think differently.
When Liu Huifeng picked up the light rain, a happy smile immediately appeared on her face. Liu Huifeng blew her little nose, "Are you happy now?"
"Hmm! My brother is the best for me!"
For Xiaoyu now, Liu Huifeng is her whole world. She thought to herself, "I want to be with my brother all the time, but I heard that girls can only be with boys when they get married. Humph, whatever, as long as they can be together, isn't marriage a kowtow, but... In this case, I am Isn't it impossible to call him brother?"
Liu Huifeng didn't know that the little girl had already calculated in her heart, and his identity had been quietly changed. He still leisurely followed those people and listened to the scholar talking about the highlights:
"This is the broken bridge, which is located at the east end of the white dike. It is said that in the Tang Dynasty, the broken bridge was built. There is the word "broken bridge" in the poem entitled Hangzhou Gushan Temple:
The platform towered into the middle of the lake.
No rain, the mountains are long, and the cloudless water is cloudy.
The broken bridge is barren, and the empty courtyard is deep.
I still remember the moon in the west window, and the bells are in the northern forest.
Just listening to this sentence of "broken bridge is barren and astringent", you will know that the broken bridge was originally an ancient flat stone bridge with moss. After a hundred years of renovation, it has become what it is today.
Several people around him admired his extraordinary talent and praised him one after another:
"Brother Lu Li is really learning from ancient and modern times, and his talent is extraordinary. Such beautiful scenery can only be known by being with Brother Lu Li. If I come alone, I will be a little ashamed."
"Exactly, when I heard what Brother Lu Li said, I knew that this broken bridge still had such a history. I just seemed to chew wax. Hearing what Brother Lu Li said, it was just like the enlightenment. It's really a worthwhile trip, hahaha!"
Those people walked and stopped, but they were also quite leisurely. Liu Huifeng listened to these people's words and nodded. It seemed that this scholar did have some insight, but...
At this time, Liu Huifeng heard a soft hum. Although the man deliberately lowered his voice, it was the disdain revealed by this soft hum that Liu Huifeng noticed. However, the sound was so light that no one heard it except Liu Huifeng, and Liu Huifeng could not determine where the sound came from. He only listened to the soft voice, like a woman.
Thinking about it, Lu Li's words at this time caught his attention. The praise of several people just now made Lu Li a little fluttering. He smiled mysteriously and said to several people around him:
"If you want to say that this broken bridge is beautiful at this time, it is beautiful, but it is not surprising. Do you know when the broken bridge can really be crowned with a strange word?"
At this time, his voice gradually became louder, so not only his companions, but also other tourists were also attracted by him. Seeing the curiosity in everyone's eyes, Lu Li immediately felt great satisfaction. He waved the folding fan with four words "Hangzhou Lushi" on it. He fanned it twice and pretended to be the most chic. He coughed and said slowly:
"At the beginning of the heavy snow, the snow is not full, and there seems to be some wasteful feeling of residual mountains and water. Hangzhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River. Every year, the snow period is short, and heavy snow days are even more rare. However, once the snowflakes fall, it will be a snow lake that is very different from Changjing. At that time, standing in the direction of the gem mountain and looking at the broken bridge, the low bridge surface seemed to have been broken in the snow. The Jingyun was very deep, which was really strange!"
Everyone was surprised to hear this, and only heard him say:
"You may not know that a strange thing happened in Hangzhou 18 years ago. That year, a rare heavy snow fell in Hangzhou, and the water in the West Lake condensed into ice, which shows the strange weather that year. I heard from my father that the broken bridge that year can really be called the four words of the broken bridge remnant snow. That scenery, that scenery, alas, it's a pity that we can't see the mysteries of this. What a pity!"
When Liu Huifeng heard this, he suddenly realized that the heavy snow in the mouth of this scholar named Lu Li, the heavy snow in Hangzhou 18 years ago, didn't refer to the day he was picked up by Xiao Beili?