Black donkey hoof store

Fang is a tea house, which looks full of ancient charm. The waiter took them up to the second floor, where they were seated by the window, with a particularly good view. It just so happened that the air was fresh today. Looking down from above, you could see the entire street of Liulichang.

The teahouse stood out from the crowd, surrounded by a group of small houses and small stalls for rent. The opposite of the teahouse was not selling pens, ink, paper and inkstones, engraving seals, or antique calligraphy and paintings. It turned out to be a small shop specializing in paper figurines and paper money.

Wen Baiyu looked at the small shop with some surprises. The curtain was very small, and the inside was dark. Even a fat man would not be able to squeeze in through the door. There were various paper figurines and paper money hanging on the door.

Because the curtain was too small, it was stuffy inside, and the guys were sitting outside. He was wearing a thick old Beijing padded jacket, sitting on the threshold of the small door face, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. He looked like a young man in his twenties. look.

Young people are flying kites...

The wind in winter is very harsh, especially today when the visibility is high and the wind is strong. The young man holds hot tea in one hand and a string in the other. The kite is blown up at once. It is not a colorful swallow or a dragon, but a paper The kite in the shape of a person, with the biting wind in winter, jumps high and makes a sound of "cracking".

It's just creepy...