[BL]The Only Favourite Ugly Husband

Chapter 87

Whether it is Jiang Zhen or Zhao Jinge, when coming down from the boat and finally standing on the ground, there is a feeling of floating, just that the ground is very unstable, as if it is swaying.

This is the aftereffect of staying on the boat for a long time.

The pier here is quite big, but there is no bigger than the dock in Hecheng County. However, the houses here are almost all larger than the houses in Hecheng County, and the look is very different.

However, the biggest difference between the two sides is estimated to be language.

Ten different voices and different customs, the dialect of Jiangnan and the dialect of the north are very different. At least when the porter came up to talk, Zhao Jinge did not understand one sentence.

However, Jiang Zhen understood that the words spoken by the people here are slightly similar to modern Mandarin. As long as people say that they are slower, he can still understand.

Watching Jiang Zhen communicate with the person, Zhao Jinge is inevitably somewhat entangled... He recently managed to put the multiplication method on his back. It is getting faster and faster, and he recognizes some words, but now...he seems I have to learn to talk...

He really can't compare with Jiang Zhen everywhere...

Zhao Jinge’s mood was somewhat low, but after Jiang Zhen took his hand, he got up again and took the hand back.

When Jiang Zhen went to hold Zhao Jinge’s hand, he was ready to be opened by Zhao Jinge. I didn’t expect Zhao Jinge to do so...

Since Zhao Jinge did not open himself, Jiang Zhen also held Zhao Jinge’s hand in a bright and straight manner.

The people of this year are very restrained, at least no one will hold hands on the street, so that they both attracted a lot of attention.

Zhao Jinge later discovered this point, and this was busy releasing Jiang Zhen’s hand. At the same time, he felt that he was a little faint--he didn’t know what was going on recently, and he always wanted to stick to Jiang Zhen.

"Golden brother, tell you something." After Jiang Zhen took Zhao Jinge to stroll around, suddenly said.

Zhao Jinge looked at the past inexplicably.

"When I want to buy something, you can't stop it. It will make me very faceless, do you know?" Jiang Zhen smiled and looked at Zhao Jinge.

His mother also said that going outside to give a man a face, less talk... Zhao Jinge nodded.

"Do you have something you want to eat?" Jiang Zhen asked again.

Zhao Jinge smelled the taste of the meat buns, subconsciously circumvented from the side of the buns, and then snorted: "I want to eat sweet." He especially wanted to eat all kinds of sweet things these days, brown sugar cake Sweet wheat dumplings bean bag... all think of it.

But there wasn't a lot of things on the boat. A little bit of sugar was used to cook for him. He had to eat too much to toss people... He also endured not talking to Jiang Zhen.

I heard that Zhao Jinge wanted to eat sweet, Jiang Zhen immediately took him to a pastry shop.

The cakes here have glutinous rice dumplings. They look like smashing, and there are also walnut cakes and green bean cakes. They are not delicate, but they smell very sweet.

These things Jiang Zhen had tasted more or less in modern times. He didn't like to eat sweet, and he didn't respond when he saw it, but Zhao Jinge, these things have never been eaten, and they can't do it.