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Chapter 31 Blind Date

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    Getting into Pazile¡¯s car, the two of them drove all the way towards Sokman Town.

    Sokman Town is about three hours¡¯ drive away from Chen Mu¡¯s gas station. Pazile drove there and walked for less than two hours before entering the town.

    Along the way, the car drove very smoothly. The key is that this is a Mercedes-Benz with an "s" heading. Even if there are some ups and downs on the road, it can handle it safely. If it were replaced by Chen Mu's Xiaojinbei, it would probably be a different situation.

    The two people in the car kept chatting awkwardly. Most of the time, Pazile took the initiative and asked some personal information, such as preferences and habits, while Chen Mu answered passively.

    This kind of conversation mode made Chen Mu a little uncomfortable. He wanted to change the topic several times and talk about other things, but Pazile dragged him back all the time, making him completely lose his temper.

    After entering Sokman Town, the car stopped in front of a shop called "Millennium Teahouse". Pazile led Chen Mu out of the car and walked towards the teahouse.

    This is an old teahouse with traditional characteristics. The facade of the teahouse is an arch with a strong Uyghur style. There is a large signboard on it with the name of the teahouse written in Uyghur, Chinese and English.

    As soon as he entered the door, Chen Mu smelled the fresh fragrance of tea, which made him couldn't help but glance around.

    Most of the people sitting in the lobby on the first floor are tourists. Most of them are Xia people and foreigners, and there are very few Uighurs.

    Pazile led Chen Mu directly towards the second floor. Instead, the place was full of Uighurs. They all wore small flower hats and their ethnic characteristics were very obvious.

    On the contrary, Chen Mu appeared here in a suit, looking a bit out of place and attracting special attention.

    But Chen Mu didn¡¯t feel any discomfort. He was used to the feeling of being surrounded by Uighurs. He followed Pazile and sat down on a couch, and then started ordering something.

    "what do you drink?"

    Pazile asked Chen Mu.

    "I want butter milk tea."

    Chen Mu¡¯s best bite is this.

    Pazile nodded, ordered a cup of black tea for himself, and then ordered a few snacks before letting the waiter leave.

    Generally speaking, when locals enter a teahouse, they will order strong black tea, which is both traditional and affordable.

    Only those tourists will order Uyghur medicinal teas that add saffron, cloves, cardamom and honey, or fruit teas and scented teas.

    Whether it tastes good or not is a matter of opinion, but it¡¯s definitely ridiculously expensive.

    After Pazile ordered something, he didn¡¯t say anything and took out his cell phone to fiddle with it a few times.

    Chen Mu looked at Pazile, as if he had sent a message or something, and did not dare to disturb him. He waited for Pazile to put away his phone before taking the initiative to start the topic: "Uncle Pazile, this teahouse must be a few years old.  Alright?"

    Pazile nodded and introduced: "This is the oldest teahouse in Sokman Town. Although it is called the Millennium Teahouse, it is not a thousand years old. Well, it is only more than a hundred years old. It has changed hands several times. This owner  I have been doing this for more than ten years and my skills are still very good.¡±

    Chen Mu likes this kind of teahouse with local characteristics, and the things they make are authentic, which makes him look forward to the milk tea he just ordered.

    The two continued to chat awkwardly, and Pazile continued to tirelessly ask Chen Mu for personal information, such as "Why should I choose economics as a subject in college?"  .

    Chen Mu answered helplessly.

    Deep down in his heart, he actually regretted it. If he had known this, he would not have followed Pazile here. This would really make him uncomfortable.

    Since then, he has been looking forward to his milk tea coming soon, so that he can drink the milk tea early and get away.

    But his milk tea hasn¡¯t come yet, but someone came first.

    A Uighur girl came up from the first floor, walked to their couch, and then shouted "Ata" to Pazile.

    Chen Mu looked up at the girl in astonishment, unable to recover.

    He was stunned for two reasons: first, Atta was his father¡¯s name, and this unexpected Uighur girl was obviously Pazile¡¯s daughter; second, this girl was so beautiful that Chen Mu was a little stunned.

    Chen Mu has been here for nearly three months. He always wanted to see the beauties here, but in the past three months, except for Dili Rere and Guli Nana on TV, he had not seen any beauties until this time.

    The appearance of the Uighur girl in front of me is exactly on the level of Dilirere and Gulinana.

    In comparison, those two?Celebrities all have a bit of packaged variety, which makes people dazzled and unpredictable, but the person in front of you has an intellectual temperament and is generous.

    "This is my daughter Anal Guli, and this is Chen Mu, come and get to know her."

    Pazile nodded to the Uighur girl, asked her to sit down, and then began to introduce Chen Mu and his daughter to each other.

    Chen Mu greeted the other party in a gentle manner. On the surface, he looked very calm, but as a single man, he was still a little nervous when facing beautiful women.

    Fortunately, refreshments were served at this time. Chen Mu drank his favorite butter milk tea to calm down his shock and finally calmed down.

    What I didn¡¯t expect was that Pazile only took a sip of the black tea he ordered, and then stood up and said, "I have something to leave first. You are all young people, so get along well."

    Then, he really left first because he had something to do.

    At this time, if Chen Mu still doesn¡¯t understand what is happening in front of him, his life of more than 20 years will be in vain.

    Combined with all the previous signs: the person who should be called eldest brother called uncle instead, he was questioned about so many personal information on the road, he sent a message to call someone before he could sit down at the teahouse, the Uyghur girl left when her father showed up Chen Mu felt like he was given a slap in the face.  , suddenly everything became clear.

    This is a very stable blind date!

    Chen Mu couldn't help but look up at the Uyghur girl, who was also looking at him.

    As soon as their eyes touched, the two people quickly turned away.

    This atmosphere is a bit awkward. It¡¯s really not a problem for a man and a woman to be so silent on the couch.

    Chen Mu calmed down and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, the girl took the initiative to speak first: "Do you understand what is going on now? Well, from the look of you, you probably didn't know beforehand, eh.  , my dad didn¡¯t tell me before what was going on here today, he just said he wanted me to meet a friend, oh, what a mess, it¡¯s made us so embarrassed now.¡±

    He seems to have a very good personality, and these words immediately eliminated a lot of the awkwardness between the two people.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: He also speaks Mandarin very well, without any Uighur accent, and he speaks more fluently than many Xia people.

    Chen Mu thought for a while and said with a smile: "To be honest, I was also scared. You don't know that your dad just came all the way and kept interrogating me. I wanted to finish drinking the milk tea and leave early."

    After a slight pause, he made a small joke: "But I feel that I didn't suffer a loss. It was worth it to be able to go on a blind date with such a beautiful girl."

    The Uyghur girl covered her mouth with a smile that was very bright. She turned around and called the waiter over, ordered a cup of black tea, and then stretched out her hand: "Come, let's get acquainted again. My name is Analguli, um, it means pomegranate flower in Uyghur language."  It means, because I was born in May, which is when the pomegranate flowers bloom."

    Chen Mu stretched out his hand and shook the other person's hand gently: "Hello, I am Chen Mu." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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