Chapter 827 Back to Lhasa

On that day, there were three flavors of Huangyu alone, fried, nap, steamed dry board. * Xinjun is a gourmet. He introduced: "We are all fresh fish who are late today. They are all fresh fish. The taste is very fresh, and the head is the best, especially when biting the fish kisses and inhaling the fish

The steamed dry plate is to cut the back of the fresh fish, dry it into a dry plate, mix the pepper and pepper in the flour, mix it into a paste, apply it on the washed dry plate fish, and steam it in a steamer. It is sour, spicy and fragrant, and the mouth is full of fragrance.

Try it, taste it!"

Everyone hasn't lowered their chopsticks yet. Listening to his chat, Xue Weitong smiled and said, "Why do you talk so much nonsense? I haven't eaten yet. I'm full after hearing from you!"

Yuan Xinjun picked up the glass and said, "Let's still drink Maotai. We can't get used to barley wine. This box of Maotai is stealing our old man."

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "One box is not enough. Zhang Yang can finish it alone!"

Xue Weitong also echoed.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Well, brother and sister, our relationship can't hurt me."

Wen Haonan said, "Zhang Yang, you can't keep it today. It's hard for us to get together. We must drink this wine without getting drunk!"

Yuan Xinjun said, "No one needs to go back. There is everything in the Qinghai Dragon Palace. I have asked him to keep the best room and stay here tonight. Come on, welcome to Tibet. Let's have a drink and enjoy this snowy mountain, this grass, this beautiful lama temple! Endless, the girl laughs endlessly!" Yuan Xinjun sang the most popular return to Lhasa as a toast song.

Everyone raises their glasses at the same time and drinks the wine in the glass.

After Zhang Yang came to Tibet for so many days, he was really relieved today. Not only was An Yuchen's mother and son safe, but he also beat his right Wen Ling away. Zhang Yang took the initiative to drink a few glasses of wine with Qiao Pengfei. First of all, he thanked Qiao Pengfei for his help last time. Another point was that he found that since Qiao Pengfei came to Tibet as a soldier, his arrogance had been gradually worn away, and he did not look as annoying as before.

Qiao Pengfei said, "Zhang Yang, I heard that Zhong Changsheng went to work at your place?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "He has something to do with me how much he was dismissed by Mr. Qiao. I think he is not doing well now, so I asked him to serve as the head of the security department on our side. Although he is a little submissive, he can finally make his best."

Qiao Pengfei picked up his glass and said, "Zhang Yang, those things in the past..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang had already picked up his glass and touched him and said, "We don't have to mention unpleasant things. We have to look forward to everything. Everyone has a young and energetic time. At that time, you were arrogant and I was not a good-tempered person. We are half-hearted. Don't blame anyone."

Qiao Pengfei laughed, and the two of them drank up the glass of wine.

Wen Haonan was also quite happy to see the two of them relieved. He smiled and said, "Sure enough, they have all grown up!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Brother Haonan, I have to nag you that you supported the frontier with the attitude of supporting the frontier at the beginning. Now as long as the godmother thinks of you, you sigh for a long time. She and her godfather are not young. How can you do if your son is not around?"

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "Don't you still have your son?"

"After all, a godly son is not as good as his own son. You are the heart of the godmother."

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "Why am I a little sour to hear your words!"

Xue Weitong said, "My third brother is telling the truth, Brother Haonan. Really, without a parent like you who is not far away, you won't be able to walk alone if you suffer a little emotional setback." She didn't stop her words, and went straight to Wen Haonan's wound and stabbed it. Zhang Daguan couldn't help frowning. Xue Weitong was too careless to speak.

Fortunately, Wen Haonan didn't mind. He smiled faintly, which made Zhang Yang feel that Wen Haonan should come out of Qin Mengmeng's shadow. Wen Haonan said, "It's hard for Master Xue to remember it after such a long time."

Xue Weitong said, "Brother Haonan, don't blame me for talking too much. Isn't it good for Hong Xuejiao? People have liked you for so many years." Her Hong Xuejiao is her classmate.

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "Shut up, don't worry about me."

Xue Weitong said, "You must have it, right?"

Qiao Pengfei and Yuan Xinjun followed and said, "Brother Haonan, tell us."

Wen Haonan said, "You guys will follow. In short, you can't drink the wedding wine."

Only then did Zhang Yang believe that Wen Haonan's feelings had a fate. He smiled and said, "Reveal, which daughter?"

Xue Weitong also asked.

Wen Haonan just smiled, with a mysterious face.

Qiao Pengfei said, "Brother Haonan, didn't you find a Uyghur girl to promote national unity?"

Yuan Xinjun said, "The Uygyu girl is beautiful, and Brother Haonan has a vision."

Wen Haonan smiled and said, "I really can't stand you!" He took out a photo and handed it to Xue Weitong.

Several heads all came to Xue Weitong's side. Although these big-nosed people are more curious than girls. In the photo is a blonde girl, Yuan Xinjun said, "This is not a Uyt. It looks like it should be Russian!"

Qiao Pengfei grabbed the photo: "Let me have a look!" The water was dripping out of the mouth: "Beautiful, Brother Haonan, this chest is big enough." Wen Haonan raised his hand and gently slapped him on the back of the head, and several people laughed.

Zhang Guanren laughed and said, "Ok, your brother is silent and does the real thing. He ran to Xinjiang and actually got a Russian beauty."

Wen Haonan said, "What kind of eyes do you have? See clearly, is this a Russian? Authentic French descent, French, Sophie!"

Xue Weitong said, "Do you know that you are looking for a French girl at home?"

Wen Haonan said, "I haven't said that she is a reporter from AFP. When she went to Xinjiang for an interview, we knew each other like this."

Zhang Yang said, "Be careful, it's a French agent!"

Qiao Pengfei then asked, "Have you gone to bed?"

He was slapped on the back of the head, and this time it was Xue Weitong.

Yuan Xinjun said, "Brother Zhang is right. You really have to guard against it. In case you are really a French agent, in case you really have sex with someone..."

Zhang Yang and Qiao Pengfei both looked at him and said, "What should I do?"

Yuan Xinjun said, "If you do it, just do it. Didn't you say it? What about the sugar coating,..., what about the cannonball..."

Several people laughed, and Xue Weitong laughed so much that tears almost flowed out.

Wen Haonan pretended to be angry and said, "Okay, you guys joined hands to entertain me. If I had known, I wouldn't have told you."

Zhang Yang finally couldn't help laughing and said, "Seriously, you have to report this to your parents quickly."

Wen Haonan nodded and said, "I will officially tell them when I go back to the capital at the end of the year."

Several people found an excuse to drink wine again. One by one, they carried wine to congratulate Wen Haonan. Wen Haonan was soon defeated. He was the first to drink dizzy. Yuan Xinjun drank a lot as a landlord. In the end, only Zhang Yang and Xue Weitong were left sober. Xue Weitong drank less, and Zhang Yang was not drunk. Originally, several people agreed to go to see the night scene of Lhasa together, but they drank one by one, so they had to send them back to the room first.

Zhang Yang helped them to the room one by one and sent them to bed. Xue Weitong took him to see the night view of Lhasa. An Yuchen told Zhang Yang that every night, the "Sunlight City" turned into a "Light City". The corners of the city were full of lights. The light scenery in Lhasa could only be seen and could

"The night view of Lhasa is the light market in the sky!" Standing on the high platform of the Potala Palace, Xue Weitong sighed with such emotion.

The high platform they stood on was probably a temporary observation deck set up to welcome the Lantern Festival. Every year, October 25 of the Tibetan calendar is the Lantern Festival. Zongkaba, the ancestor of the Gelug sect of Tibetan Buddhism, died on this day. That night, countless lights were lit up on the roofs of the temple and the secular family. The transfer team to Incheon was endless. The believers threw their mulberry branches into the incense burner in front of the Jokhang Temple to pray for good luck to the gods and Buddha. In the coming year, the wind and rain will be smooth. Although it is not yet the Lantern

The night in Lhasa is as bright as day, and all kinds of colorful lights give Lhasa a magnificent beauty.

The roadside is inlaid with lights, the park is flashing, the lights are hidden in the trees, the shops are on the lights are on, the corner of the building is rotated, [Wangzhou] The field is hung with lights, the streets are around the lights, and the colorful lights in the river decorate the whole Lhasa.

A yellow night light flashing from a window on the top floor of the Potala Palace seems to float in the night sky. It is the light of monks reading and chanting at night, which is so mysterious and unattainable.

Unconsciously, the two strolled to the Lhasa River Bridge, which was also decorated with various lights. Zhang Yang finally understood why Yuan Xinjun insisted on taking them to see the night scene of Lhasa. It turned out that the night scene of Lhasa was so beautiful.

Xue Weitong leaned against the guardrail of the bridge, took off his baseball cap, stroked his refreshing short hair, and said with a smile, "Little Yuanzi is a cheerful person, but it is a little unrealistic. He talks about protecting the environment and maintaining world peace all day long."

Zhang Yang said, "It's not unrealistic for you. Nine times out of ten, you will maintain world peace in the future."

Xue Weitong said, "I don't like to hear what you said. What do you mean? Is it said that it will be the descendants of our officials who will be in charge of state power in the future?

Zhang Daguan laughed and said nothing.

Xue Weitong said, "Compared with ordinary people, we do have an advantage in this respect. Standing on the shoulders of our fathers, even if they do not take the initiative to take care of us, our starting point is still beyond others."

Zhang Yang said, "It's not surprising that there are Mengzu Yuyin in every dynasty. I'm not to vent my dissatisfaction. There is a way that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the mouse's son can make holes. Your innate political genes are stronger than ours, which