Jiangnan

After enduring 150 days of summer, the temperature finally dropped a bit this morning. Feeling stifled for so long, I couldn’t hold it in anymore; my feet were itching to go wild and wander around. Where to go? To Suzhou for wontons. Huh? Take the high-speed train just to eat wontons? Let’s check out the gardens too. And eat wontons on the side. Which garden? Any garden will do. You’re clearly just taking the high-speed train to eat wontons, and the garden visit is just an excuse, right? Pretty much the same thing. Hmph. In the first half, after leaving Shantang Street, Zhu Xinnian first grabbed some tangyuan to start with, then went to Lvyang Wonton to have some wontons. The two people sitting opposite, also from Shanghai, sighed: “Suzhou’s prices are much worse than Shanghai’s!” “Shanghai people are the troublemakers.” “Seems like ever since the masks came, the spirit of Shanghai people has been suffocated by them. Do you feel the same?” “Shanghai’s summer has lasted 150 days straight, as reported by Dragon TV news. The people’s government is for the people, also reported by Dragon TV news. To truly serve the people, they should at least proactively adjust the tiered electricity pricing. Right? Don’t you agree?” “They’re just singing mountain songs. Just let it go in one ear and out the other.” “Mountain songs are mountain songs, praise songs are praise songs.” Impressive. I quietly ate my tangyuan. One black sesame, two meat. After leaving Lvyang Wonton, to aid digestion, I wandered all the way to the nearby Lingering Garden. The Taihu stones in Lingering Garden are beautiful, the bonsai are beautiful, the furniture in the halls is exquisitely beautiful, and the women dressed in Hanfu are beautiful too. I clicked a few photos. Suddenly, a companion said: “Where do you think you’re going?” Startled, I nearly lost my soul. So, I didn’t dare to take a photo of that petite, exquisite, and most charming young lady in a green qipao. “Inside the house your feet itch, outside your bones itch. Right?” Goodness gracious, let’s turn back. Turning back, I need to search my bones. My hand itched, so I sent out the photos. The title is: Jiangnan.