God's Palette
Page 138
She couldn't help wrapping up the sweater she had prepared for a long time, but she felt joy in her heart, thinking that Xia Xun's arrangement was really interesting, and it should be a good choice to come to Finland for photography.The dinner just now also nourished their bodies tortured by the long-distance voyage.
"What's that called...it's the delicious one with milk." Ye Qian asked suddenly.
"Karjalanpiirakka." Xia Xun, who was sorting out the camera, said casually.
"...Oh my god, how long your tongue is, you can read it out."
"My language talent is better."
"Okay, here's the damn thing, I'm going to add it to my dinner recipe when I get home! Finns are awesome, the face is cold and the heart is warm, and it feels good..."
Xia Xun glanced at her and said nothing.
On the other hand, Mian Yu, who had just changed into thick clothes and laid out the bed sheets, couldn't help but respond: "Don't be bought by a meal, little boss, it's all wrong in general. Our journey can be very fast. Beautiful, she will be serious and take good care of us all the way, but it is because of your status in the end."
"...Is it so realistic?"
"It's like this anywhere in the world. Only benefits are eternal. White supremacist countries under the flag of the cross, hypocrisy in the bones is common, don't be fooled by it. Of course, there is no perfection in the world, and I can also talk about including There is something annoying about other races including us..."
Xia Xun put down the camera at the side, thinking that Mian Yu was still her, even if she really stepped out of the country, on the way to travel, her view of the world would still remain unchanged...
"Mianyu." Xia Xun interjected, "Since the food is delicious, the journey is pleasant, and we are the beneficiaries, then don't say those incomprehensible words under the fence."
"It makes sense—yes, anyway, the little president pays for it, and we pay nothing..."
"No, no, no, I want to help her take pictures. This is my contribution." Xia Xun immediately corrected her, "But the boss, you seem to be just following along to play? You don't need to worry about anything, you can have food and a bed to sleep in." , there is a tour guide to take you to play, and I will help you take pictures, and the eldest lady will help you pay for the travel..."
"I'm just here to play, don't expect me to do anything." Mian Yu blinked, "I can even ask Xunmei to help me warm the bed. Thinking about it this way, I really made a lot of money?"
"You made money, Ye Qianluo really lost..."
They looked at each other in blank dismay, and tacitly paused this topic that could make people's teeth itch.
Ye Qianluo also left the room silently, and went back to rest in her spacious big house.Otherwise, when the car is driving tomorrow, a human-shaped bag may be unintentionally dropped to save money for my tight budget.
The exhaustion during the day and the time difference between Finland and China, which is 5 hours behind, made these little girls who were already exhausted fall asleep.In the cold after nightfall, the women in the blankets resounded the whole brick building, especially the room on the second floor, and their heroic snoring was really embarrassing...
Only Xia Xun did not accept Sleeping Dream's invitation.
After watching Mian Yu fall asleep and indeed nailed to death in the quilt, Xia Xun rubbed his cold hands and walked to the first floor.
The long night is the time when those ghosts and ghosts come and go.
Under the nourishment of God's Soap, she is full of energy like never before, without fear in her heart, and even wants to go shopping in the streets at night, as long as she can dance with ghosts.
But before slipping out of the house—in the bright and spacious living room, someone invited Xia Xun first.
That's Jasmine's father, right?At least it seems so.He looks thin, but his face shape and facial features are all from a real family, carved out of the same mold.Only the baptism of gender and years distinguishes their appearance.
During dinner, the grandpa-level owner was not there, only Jasmine's mother was chatting with everyone, and the atmosphere was good.
It wasn't until late at night that he walked into the house quietly, exuding a gloomy atmosphere all the time, giving people a bad feeling.From the beginning to the end, the old homeowner did not greet anyone. Maybe he is also a senior patient with social phobia. He only comes to have a drink when night falls, and wait for sleepiness to brew?
Unfortunately, the old homeowner under the lamp caught Xia Xun who was carrying a camera and was about to sneak out with a pair of dignified eyes.
It's a little troublesome, Xia Xun thought.In the eyes of others, my sneaky behavior must not be interesting.
But she has plenty of excuses at her disposal.
"Night in Helsinki." She raised her camera and spoke in English, "Very few people record it."
"Oh?"
In European countries, the popularity of English is very high. Although it is not as good as Swedish, which can almost be said to be of the same origin, it is still quite common.The old homeowner obviously understood, nodded, and immediately showed a understanding smile.
"Can you speak English?!"
"Yes."
The old owner knocked on the glass, let out a long sigh of relief, and spoke in a Finnish voice: "If I had known earlier, I would not have gone out for coffee, and I would have missed a dinner at home! I thought the language was a barrier , afraid to come back, afraid of embarrassment at the dinner table, deliberately hid outside until late at night..."
"Then I can see you for breakfast tomorrow?"
"I'll bake you berry pie."
"I'm looking forward to it, just don't add vodka."
"Hahaha, hiccup..." The old homeowner laughed, maybe it was the effect of alcohol, and he showed the strange enthusiasm of some elderly Finns.What he drank was indeed Finnish vodka, which smelled strangely of chocolate and fruit.
But in the face of this little girl who may look like ten years old, the old owner still restrained himself a little.
Then--
"I heard from Du Liji that a foreign traveler was interested in our ghosts, and asked us specifically... The interested traveler is you, right?"
"Yes."
"I happen to have one here." He drank the wine at the bottom of the glass.
This is really an unexpected harvest, Xia Xun thought.
Alcohol soothed the old homeowner's demeanor, and the non-malicious face could be described as kind instead. The sparse white beard was connected into one piece, which was formed by experience.Such people can often share good stories, which is just right for Xia Xun.
Without hesitation, she put down the camera with great interest, and was about to learn information that might be useful from the rich knowledge of the old homeowner.
But before taking her seat, the old owner rejected her with an exaggerated smile——
"Little girl, if you want to hear a story, you have to exchange something."
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