Perfect Feast

Chapter 69 Sun Qingmei’s Treat

The economic situation of Sihe County has always been regarded as one of the best in Renzhou City. This can be seen from the decoration layout of the guest house.

Standing in the corridor outside the door, Liu Yang looked at the crimson carpet under his feet, and couldn't help but let out a slight breath. The scene of Zhang Jing smoking just now really shocked him.

In this day and age, it's not unusual for women to smoke, but Mayor Zhang's smoking is still shocking.

I remember seeing a comment somewhere saying that women who smoke are bad women. It's hard to say whether this topic is successful or not, but in the eyes of most men, even if a smoking woman is not bad, it can't be said to be good anyway.

Men will find smoking women as lovers, but they are rarely willing to find smoking women as wives.

In fact, Liu Yang thinks that when a woman smokes, she also has her beautiful and sexy side. Just like when Zhang Jing smoked a cigarette just now, in addition to giving me a strong shock, her charming posture is also very fascinating.

A good woman is always a good woman, regardless of whether she smokes or not.

A woman has her own reasons for smoking, and a woman without scars will definitely not fall in love with the smell of cigarettes. Just like a woman who has not been injured, she will not fall in love with the wound.

Between smoke and tears, some women choose the former.

Women who smoke will not shed tears easily in front of others, they will light a cigarette, they do not believe in tears in life, what they smoke is loneliness, loneliness, depression, loss, and It is a sigh of life.

The life of smoke is short, and all the ecstasy and good things are very short. The beauty of women is also beautiful because of their ephemerality.

The average woman will cry when she is hurt a little bit. But a smoking woman will only take out a cigarette from her bag, light it gracefully, and will not cry.

Because a woman who smokes is strong. She chose smoking, that is to say, she learned a kind of beauty.

Love is sometimes a kind of injury, and women find happiness in the injury; smoking is also a kind of injury, but it will make women forget the harm caused by love.

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

However, why did Zhang Jing smoke?

Liu Yang was standing in the corridor, thinking in a daze, when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly. I took it out and looked at it, and found that the call was actually from an unfamiliar number.

"Director Liu, I'm Sun Qingmei. Has Mayor Zhang rested yet?" Sun Qingmei's voice came over the phone very clearly.

It was Sun Qingmei? Although Liu Yang didn't remember her number, all the phone numbers on this phone were marked with her name and position. As the head of a county, Sun Qingmei is also qualified to have her name on the phone she is holding.

But why didn't Sun Qingmei use her work phone to contact herself?

Now there are many people with two mobile phones, this idea just flashed in Liu Yang's mind, and then faded away quickly.

"Well, hello County Magistrate Sun, the leader has already rested. I'm calling at this time. What can you do?" While talking, Liu Yang raised his wrist, looked at the watch on his wrist, and found that it was already It was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

"It's nothing serious, I just feel that you may not be resting at this time... I prepared a supper at the Taoyuan clubhouse, and I would like to invite Director Liu to come over and have a taste. I hope you will give me this face. I hope that Director Liu will not favor one person over another. ?" Sun Qingmei's voice was soft, with an indescribable taste.

Don't favor one over another? What does she mean? Could it be that she saw me when I was talking to Liu Guangping just now?

Originally, Liu Yang wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he still smiled and said, "Taoyuan Clubhouse? Where is that?"

"Director Liu, please go downstairs and walk 20 meters to the east. There is a car parked on the west side of Building No. 3. It will bring you here..." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Liu Yang to say anything else, Sun Kiyoshi hung up the phone with a bang.

Liu Yang couldn't help but smiled wryly and shook his head, wondering what Sun Qingmei meant? What does she want to do? Why does it sound like her arrangements are like spies?

But since she pointed out what she said to Liu Guangping just now, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fires ahead, she has to go to the bottom of the silent Sun Qingmei.

So Liu Yang went downstairs quietly and walked in the direction Sun Qingmei said. On the road between the building where Liu Yang lived and the other building, there was a black or red car parked. Before Liu Yang approached, the back door of the car was already opened. After Liu Yang stepped in, he immediately smelled the strong aroma that rushed into his nose.

Then, Liu Yang heard Sun Qingmei's unique voice in his ears: "Xiaohong, drive... Thank you, Director Liu for giving me this face."

"Ah? County Magistrate Sun? Why are you in the car? Then why don't you go up?" I really didn't expect that Sun Qingmei was in this car, but she played tricks and called herself to get down. I don't know what she did want.

Because the car was parked in a dark place between the two buildings, and the lights inside the car were not turned on, Liu Yang couldn't see who was sitting in the car before she said anything.

"Director Liu, do you regret getting on this car? If Director Liu is not willing, you can go down now." Sun Qingmei was sitting beside Liu Yang. Even if she didn't speak, Liu Yang could smell her fragrance .

"Man, how can you go back on what you said?" Liu Yang smiled, and adjusted his sitting posture while talking. Then, he went on to say: "Besides, I'm also very curious, how could Magistrate Sun ask me out in this way?"

"Then Director Liu thinks, which method is appropriate for me to ask Director Liu out?" The expression on Sun Qingmei's face was not clear in the darkness, but there was a hint of irony in her words.

"Hehe, at this time, in this place, County Magistrate Sun's way of using this method is not fair anyway, right?" Liu Yang retorted.

"Oh? Then I would like to hear Director Liu's reasoning. How can I be considered unfair if I do this?" Sun Qingmei uttered a cry, as if she turned her head towards Liu Yang.

"It's already 11:40 p.m., so it's not too late, but it's not too early, right? This is the Sihe Guest House, and it's your county magistrate Sun's site. Did the hostel say it?" Liu Yang didn't seem to answer, but he secretly replied to the question Sun Qingmei asked just now.

"Hehe..." The woman sitting next to her suddenly laughed.

It wasn't until the car drove out of the guest house that Sun Qingmei stopped her laughter and said leisurely: "I don't think so, it's early, you can't be too far away from the leader, I think it's just right now. As for you The Sihe guest house is my site, so it is even more wrong. The Sihe guest house is not the private property of that person, but the Sihe guest house belongs to the people of Sihe. As for me asking you out, it is because I want to be with you It's not convenient to say what you said in the guest house."

"Oh? Really?" Liu Yang said while looking at the night scene outside through the car window. In the carriage, since neither of them spoke anymore, it fell into silence for a moment.

The wind and rain last night didn't seem to affect the rhythm of life in Sihe county. It was almost twelve o'clock now, and the pavements on the street were still shining with bright lights, and occasionally a few figures could be seen passing by on the street.

The car drove through the city and finally stopped in front of a fenced yard. Sun Qingmei opened the car door first and walked out.

There are two purple-red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the courtyard gate. On the lintel is a wooden plaque of an indeterminate color, with four big characters written on it: "Taoyuan Clubhouse".

Hehe, on the phone, when I heard Sun Qingmei say these words, I thought it was the Taoyuan clubhouse. It turns out that this place is Taoyuan, so I naturally used the people in Taohuayuan as a metaphor.

However, if you call yourself a native of Taohuayuan, then you should be isolated from the outside world, but if you open a club, then you really don't fit in with Taoyuan people.

Following Sun Qingmei through the courtyard gate and walking in, Liu Yang could feel that what he was stepping on was a path paved with cobblestones. Under the dim light on both sides of the road, the branches of the low canopy are twisted, and it is not clear what kind of trees are planted.

With the sound of gurgling water and a strong fruity fragrance drifting over, a black rockery like a phoenix spreading its wings appeared in front of it, blocking the way. Following the figure of Sun Qingmei, I turned around the small bridge in front of the rockery, passed through the stone cave under the wings of the phoenix-shaped rockery rock, and suddenly saw a row of wooden thatched houses with red lanterns hanging in front of me. meters away.

Faintly, you can hear a soft singing voice coming from your ears. Listen carefully, it seems to be "Story of a Small Town" originally sung by Teresa Teng.

A little girl in a lotus-colored short-sleeved side-breasted tunic and the same color slacks came up to her and asked in a low voice, "Are you here? Are you still in the same position?"

Seeing Sun Qingmei nodding, the little girl turned around silently without saying a word, twisted her plump buttocks, and led the way with a pair of small feet in black round-cut half-heeled cloth shoes, leading the two of them into a gate.

"Sit down, please. What would you like to drink?" Inside the small room, under a dim kerosene lamp, there was a low wooden square table and two rows of wooden "sofas". There is a simple and primitive atmosphere everywhere in the small small room.

"What would you like to drink?" Sun Qingmei asked as she sat down.

"What's there?" Liu Yangxin said that there would be nothing but a big bowl of tea, right?

"We have white wine, red wine, beer, fruit juice... as long as you can think of it, we have everything here..." The little girl spoke loudly, with a look of pride and complacency.

Liu Yang said with a smile: "Then let me have a bowl of sticky rice noodle paste, then a dish of yellow sauce, soba pancakes, and half a bundle of fresh green onions... Tonight I was so busy talking during dinner, I'm really a little hungry."

The little girl nodded, turned around and walked out. Originally, I wanted to make it difficult for others on purpose, but I didn't expect these things to exist here?

This book was first published in Reader