The green card is the size of a palm, with four characters written in seal script on the top, and a pear blossom is carved on the back, and the lower right corner is marked with the order of heavenly stems and earthly branches. The brand is used to book the elegant room, green is lunch, and red is dinner. When the dryness in autumn and winter is damaged, people in the capital like to drink their pear soup. The guests are full and it is hard to find a house.

When I arrived outside the store, I was indeed crowded.

Fortunately, Su Wei had already settled the private room and showed the green sign to the friend. The friend immediately led the carriage into the back alley, and then led the three of them upstairs from behind into the private room, avoiding the bustling crowd in the lobby. Every two steps in the corridor, there were lanterns hanging, bamboo bones were beautiful, and a pear blossom was painted on the thin paper, and the spring color was dyed, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.

The decorations in the private room have hardly changed over the years, and even have a more ancient style. The outside of the window has been slightly repaired and the scenery is better.

The pear soup in the copper pot was cooked just right, including crispy cheese, osmanthus yam, dried shredded shreds, bamboo fungus and ribs... The dishes on the table were all loved by Gala. She did not understand a thing of her mind and revisited the old place. She was particularly happy. She drank three cups of pear soup in a row, and almost smiled dimples on her cheeks.

After using the meal, he went to Tan's small house in the capital.

Before she went to Huainan to meet Gao Tanwei, she lived in the capital for a while. By chance, she spent most of her money to buy a house with four. Later, when she met Gao Tanwei in Huainan, she never returned to the capital. The house was entrusted to the tribe members who followed her south to take care of her. The tribe member opened a snack shop nearby, lived in this house for more than ten years, and now she has a son, who is six years old.

Because Tan had asked Su Wei to say hello, when he heard the sound of locking the door, someone immediately came to answer the door.

The woman is in her thirties, with a high nose and deep eyes, and is the face of a Turkic man.

After asking Tan to enter, she closed the yard gate. She folded her arms on her chest, bowed and said to her as the "Class leader".

Tan smiled, but his wrinkled face showed a little vicissitudes. But after all, the past was like smoke. She did not mention Gala's identity. When she learned that the house in the backyard was always kept for her, she moved in and asked Su Wei and Gala not to delay and go back as soon as possible.

The cousin and sister settled down with Tan and slowly walked to Zhuque Street. It was still early.

Galo looked at the shop selling paintings and paints by the street, and suddenly had a whim and lifted the side curtain, "Cousin, I want to buy some paints, is that okay?"

"What's wrong with this?" Su Wei immediately turned over and dismounted, ordered the coachman to pull over and take Gala in.

The paints in the shop are all the best. There are few people on the street now and there are not many customers in the shop. Only the servants sit behind the desk and dozing. Su Wei accompanied her to slowly pick the colors. When she arrived at a secluded place, she asked casually: "The old lady has settled down. What about you, what about you? "

Gala was full of heart on the paint and didn't react, "What are the plans?"

"I won't be trapped there all my life, right?" Su Wei leaned against the desk and looked at Gala with a smile.

Gala was testing the color of snail green. He paused slightly when he heard this, looked up at Su Wei, a little surprised at his insight.

She mentioned the matter of Changming Lock before. Although she did not mention Aji's matter, Su Wei knew that Yang Jian trapped her in Jianzhang Palace for the long-lived Lock, and the same was true for taking Tan into Jianzhang Palace. Now that Tan escaped safely, Su Wei would suddenly mention this matter, probably because she felt relieved and could not wait to leave.

Gala pursed his lips and smiled, "The sky is high and the earth is wide, what are you doing when you are trapped there?"

"Then--" Su Wei smiled deeper in the corner of his lips, "Is he going to come out?"

Gala hesitated for a moment and did not hide it, "Well! But you can't tell him."

"Of course not. This is a private matter, and there is no need to report it. Where are you going in the future?" Before Gala answered, he said: "There is no news from my uncle. If he can escape, he will definitely come back to see you. Why not just live in my mansion? It is also convenient to take care of it."

"Does the old lady live with you now?" Seeing that he did not deny, Garo smiled, "Although he took off his burden, he came back secretly after all, and he didn't want too many people to know."

Of course this is an excuse, so how could Su Wei not hear it?

Gala was rejected by Mrs. Fu since she was a child. The grandparents and grandchildren did not have any affection except for a trace of blood. Later, Mrs. Fu made a fool of herself to marry Yuwen Jian, which forced her to be desperate and had no way to become a monk. She was afraid that she would be even more intimate. She had no affection at all, but now she was making a living, so she probably didn't want to meet again.

Gala's eyes rolled, almost seeing through the hole in his expression.
Chapter completed!