Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. Finally, Fang Xia said, "We are all atheists!"

Zhang Jun said: "I want to go to the temple fair tomorrow night, but I don't have that... I just want to eat Xinjiang meat skewers."

Aunt Wang didn't say anything, turned around and continued to look at the stocks.

On the evening of the next day, Zhang Jun walked towards the temple fair.

There is an ancient temple in Liaoying City. The ancient temple is divided into three floors, divided into bell and drum tower, main hall, sutra hall and side hall, etc. There are many Buddhas in the hall. On the east side of the temple is a temple-town pagoda. There is a copper bell hanging in Langya of the pagoda. The bells ring with the wind, and the pleasant sound can be heard far away. According to legend, there is a true scripture in the temple, so it is famous for its incense for many years, and the temple fairs are full of pilgrims every year.

During the temple fair, there were many vendors and various artists gathering outside the temple, which was also very lively.

Today is a good weather, the wind is not strong, and the willow branches are swaying gently, and the white catkins are falling down. The catkins are fluttering in the wind, like white snow.

There are a few faint clouds hanging in the sky, and the sunlight penetrates through the gaps of the clouds. From a distance, it looks like the lotus throne of Guanyin.

At this time, the temple was filled with smoke, and the fragrance of sandalwood wafted to every corner. The sound of wooden fish hitting continued, making it easy to know that the incense in the ancient temple was very strong.

Zhang Jun walked casually outside the temple. There were a lot of vendors this year, perhaps because the number of laid-offs was increasing.

He wandered aimlessly, looking at various products and seeing the latest news.

Below a tree was surrounded by an artist. The artist sat on a stool, spread a piece of paper flat on a small table, pressed it with paperweight on both sides, and placed several seasoning boxes of various colors in the upper left corner of the table. The artist was holding a rubber-like thing in his right hand, and saw him stained with colorful ink and drawing words on the paper. After a while, he drew a name painting, with colorful birds, colorful mountains and colorful bamboos on it, which was very gratifying.

Haha, a calligraphy and painting cost 20 yuan! Zhang Jun thought: This is too expensive.

Following the crowd, Zhang Jun saw a candy blower. Haha, this is something I haven't seen in many years. He saw the artist rubbing candy with his hands, then inserted it with a small straw, blowing air inside, and carving it carefully with his hands. He saw him pulling the cockstop with his thumb and index finger upwards. Haha, a rooster's cockcomb came out, and after pulling it a few times from behind, the big rooster's tail came out, and he drew it a few strokes with paint, and a beautiful big rooster was born.

I remember when I was a child, I often saw people who blow the candy on the roadside. At that time, I cried and asked my mother to buy one. I was very happy to get it in my hand. I didn’t eat it until the sugar melted. At that time, I really didn’t know how to clean it! Now I just saw that there were no more eating **. Zhang Jun stood there and looked at the people who had blown the candy and thought it was fun, so he bought a big rooster, held it in his hand, and walked along while watching.

Suddenly, a smell of barbecue came from a distance. Looking up, a row of pavilions was in the distance. There were many diners sitting under the pavilion. In front of them, it seemed like a barbecue stove was coming from there, and the smell of the skewers was enough to attract Zhang Jun.

"Xinjiang lamb skewers..." Several stall owners wearing Xinjiang clothing shouted loudly.

When he walked nearby, he heard someone giggling and said, "I have a master for paying this time!"

Looking at the sound, it turned out that Yang Jiahui was very much wanted to see. There was also a beautiful woman next to her. She looked about the same age, probably a classmate. Zhang Jun thought about it and came over.

"Such a coincidence." Zhang Jun said.

Yang Jiahui giggled and said, "It's fate!"

He pulled up a chair and sat down and asked, "What do you want?"

Yang Jiahui said while gnawing on the meat skewers: "We have just arrived and only wanted a few meat skewers."

As he said that, he pointed to the beauty beside him and said, "This is your second senior sister."

Zhang Jun looked at it and blushed, and said nothing, just nodded.

The beauty next to her laughed, "I heard that Jiahui has an apprentice, who is still a little handsome apprentice!"

Zhang Jun's face turned redder and he said, "Why am I younger than a generation so quickly?"

After hearing this, the two beauties giggled together, which caused the diners next to them to keep looking at each other. Zhang Jun felt very uncomfortable and quickly begged in a low voice: "Low-key! Low-key!"

The little boss came over and asked Zhang Jun: "Sir, do you need anything?"

Zhang Jun looked at Yang Jiahui and said, "Chicken stand, squid and meat skewers, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Yang Jiahui said while chewing the meat in her mouth.

"So you stutter too?" Zhang Jun covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

Yang Jiahui glared at Zhang Jun fiercely and asked, "Why are you coming out by yourself and not bringing your girlfriend?"

"I don't have it!" Zhang Jun replied.

"I haven't got a candy guy, who are you going to give me?" said the beauty.

"I just bought it when I look good." Zhang Jun continued with a red face: "Have you come to visit the temple long ago?"

"I looked for Zhang Ying in the afternoon." Yang Jiahui said and pointed to the beauty beside her.

Zhang Ying lowered her head and was thinking about something? Suddenly, "I understand, you bad girl."

It turned out that in the afternoon, Yang Jiahui came to her classmate Zhang Ying's house, went into the house and pulled Zhang Ying out, and Zhang Ying shouted anxiously: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jiahui said: "I'm visiting the temple fair."

"Then I have to wait for me to clean up!" Zhang Ying said.

Yang Jiahui sat by the bed and looked at Zhang Ying dressed up and said, "It's pretty enough, it's not OK."

"Haha, do you have something urgent? The old monkey is anxious."

"No more, I'm just afraid of going home late." Yang Jiahui said.

Zhang Ying looked around Yang Jiahui back and forth, and Yang Jiahui felt embarrassed when she only looked, and then asked: "Do you really have no story?"

Yang Jiahui giggled, then lowered her head and started playing with her fingers.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ying laughed with a sneer, and then whispered in Yang Jiahui's ear: "I just act as a light bulb, and I lower my head to eat meat!"

Yang Jiahui also whispered: "I encountered it, why are you so evil?"

Zhang Jun looked at them and laughed in a low voice, but couldn't interrupt, so he had to chew on the chicken stand alone, sometimes looking at the beauty and sometimes looking at the pedestrians passing by.

After a while, Zhang Ying's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey! Go back now!" Zhang Ying answered the phone, and then said to Yang Jiahui and Zhang Jun: "My dad has something to ask me to go back, bye!" After that, he waved to them.

There were only two of them left here. Zhang Jun held it in for a long time and said, "Your classmate is very beautiful."

Yang Jiahui's little mouth was pouting, and she ignored Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly explained: "It's not as good as you are!"

Yang Jiahui was giggling and having fun.

Zhang Jun continued: "Tell me the phone number and I'll send you a text message, it's always funny."

"Well, okay, I'll make you happy." Yang Jiahui said and told her phone number.

"Then I'll send it!" Zhang Jun said and sent a text message.

With the Dingdong message, Yang Jiahui opened her phone and saw that it said: It was raining outside, bit by bit; the sky was floating in clouds and mist; she raised her head, and there was a little ant lying on the windowsill, drooling and snot, so pitiful! What a pity! How like you when you were a child!

Zhang Jun looked at her with a smile, and Yang Jiahui snorted and said, "I'm just that!"

Zhang Jun looked at Yang Jiahui and saw that she looked even better. Today, she was wearing a black silk jacket, which made her skin look whiter and tenderer. Her smiling face was a pair of pretty big eyes, and her two white little hands were holding meat skewers.

Yang Jiahui suddenly found that he was looking at her and said a little embarrassedly: "You are eating!"
Chapter completed!