It turns out that the Mandarin duck pot in the hot pot also has this saying, love to eat hot pot to see it (2)

"Don't make a fuss!" I waved my hand disapprovingly, my fingertips brushing a strand of hair, and then suddenly woke up and sat up. A string of silver bell-like laughter faded away—that direction, but the window sill on the eighteenth floor!

At this point, where do I dare to sleep? Open your phone to tune in a song called "The Great Compassion Curse", and the single looped into the morning.

Joe Shallow... This is really keeping up with me.

I laughed bitterly and hailed a taxi, planning to go to the cave hot pot the day before yesterday.

5、

In Chongqing in the early morning, there was no one on the street. This laid-back city with slow living offers a special sense of comfort.

But I wasn't in the mood to enjoy it, so I got out of the car and rushed to the hole, just in time to block the owner at the door.

The owner had just finished changing his clothes, locked the door of the hot pot restaurant, and was respectfully inviting the idol from the offering table, as if it had just closed. I took a few steps and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

I have also looked up the story of this General BaManzi a little. It is said that he was a general of the State of Pakistan during the Zhou Dynasty, loyal to both sides, loved by the people, and after his death, he has been incense by the people around Bashu, which can also be regarded as a local belief.

As the morning sun rose, a ray of morning light fell on the blade of the god's sword, reflecting a sharp light and shooting straight into my eyes. I subconsciously reached out to block the light, and suddenly felt the palm of the light being illuminated hot, and there was a wave of relaxation in my body, as if some burden had been unloaded. A faint scream came from his ear and quickly disappeared.

The shopkeeper seemed to notice it too, and when he looked back and saw me stunned, he smiled: "Trouble? ”

At this scene, I seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and pleaded: "Boss, please save me!" ”

The shopkeeper did not answer, but wrapped the idol in a red cloth and carefully put it in his bag, before waving his hand: "Follow me." ”

I followed the owner for quite a while and into a teahouse in an alley. The teahouse seemed to have just opened, and a spirited white-haired old man was wiping the tea bowl.

The shopkeeper seemed to be familiar with the road, and found a seat by the window to sit down: "A brew of old shade tea." ”

Probably in the morning there was no business, the old man brought tea, did not leave, sat on the side and stared at me twice: "Boy, the girl the day before yesterday... Something went wrong? ”

I was stunned and looked at it carefully for a long time before I suddenly remembered that in the hot pot restaurant that night, it seemed that the old man was sitting next door, eating hot pot with a bunch of old men.

To the shopkeeper and the old man, I was busy talking about Qiao Qian.

The shopkeeper frowned, "Boy... I don't want to talk about this, and I can't blame others," he took a sip of tea, "you have worshiped the idol of General Ba, and no demon or ghost will dare to mess around." But this Mandarin duck pot, but you took the initiative to order it yourself, and you ate it despite the advice... What is self-inflicted bitter fruit? That's it. ”

I laughed bitterly: "Boss, don't you tease me... If you dare to open such a shop, you must also be a capable person, show me a clear way. ”

The shopkeeper shook his head, "What can I do?" This cave, which closes every night and in the morning, comes either the Yellow Fairy Spirit Monster or the witch god Han, all relying on General Ba. That day I saw that your face did not change color and lit the Mandarin duck pot, and the female ghost on the other side looked familiar, and when you were a dragon from out of town, you came to the mountain city to do things... Unexpectedly, it is actually a chick! ”

I fixed my pleading eyes on the old man again: "This master, if you can eat in the cave, surely you are not an ordinary person, right?" ”

Before the old man could speak, the shopkeeper already sneered, "He? However, brewing a bowl of requiem tea, no matter whether it is yin and yang in the mountain city, it will give him some face, and he will not live for a few years. ”

The old man was not angry, laughing, as if he was not being ridiculed.

The shopkeeper sighed, "Just now you borrowed General Ba's sharp qi and temporarily drove away the things on her body, but tonight she will definitely come back... You have eaten the Mandarin Duck Pot, and General Ba can't take care of this... I want to say, take advantage of these few days, and do all the aftermath. When you get to the bottom, welcome your little two to take care of my business again! ”

Is it really not saved? I bowed my head and was speechless. Just when all thoughts were gray, the old man suddenly brought me a bowl of tea.

"Rest assured, the boat is naturally straight to the bridgehead. Boy, drink this bowl of requiem tea, replenish the essence and then say. Otherwise, before you wait for the wronged soul to ask for your life, you will die of exhaustion first. ”

As soon as the tea was introduced, the faint aroma was refreshing, and the fatigue of my sleepless night was suddenly driven clean.

"Tonight, you give Dong Zi Zhang a hand and stay there... The three religions and nine streams of the mountain city are all good for his hot pot, where are you still afraid of finding a high person to help you? ”

That makes sense! Listening to the old man say this, I suddenly had hope. That's right, you still need to tie the bell, and the things that are stained in the cave hot pot may also be solved there!

6、

I thought that I was also a well-known university graduate, and it was no problem to play a hand, but I didn't expect to always help Boss Zhang, but it reduced his efficiency and was driven aside by gray slippery.

Sitting at the door of the store, I was bored to brush Weibo, watching the sky getting darker and Boss Zhang packing up materials.

"What are you doing?" A fragrant wind struck, and a soft voice came from behind the ear.

"Brush micro..." As soon as the words came out, I suddenly froze, cold sweat dripping from my forehead, carefully twisting my head, and using the afterglow of the corner of my eyes to catch a glimpse of the shadow behind me.

I jumped up and hid behind Boss Zhang, pointing in that direction: "Joe... Joe Shallow..."

Boss Zhang put down the dish in his hand and wiped his hands with his apron: "I don't care what kind of grudges you have, General Ba's territory, there is no taboo!" ”

Qiao Qian revealed a face from the darkness, with tears of grievance: "Ah Chuan... I've never forced you on anything... The Mandarin duck pot thing, no wonder I..."

I couldn't help but yell at her, "Then you go!" Hurry up and go for my own good! ”

Boss Zhang seemed to be unable to look away, and pulled me out from behind: "Tianli cycle, she can't be the Lord... You are a man, can you be a little responsible! ”

He took out a Mandarin duck pot and slammed it on the table: "You talk first, I continue to be busy." Don't forget to check out for a while. ”

I sat down trembling and watched As Joe walked out of the night and sat across from me with graceful steps.

"Don't be afraid Ah Chuan... I'm not going to hurt you. Qiao Qian whispered, picked up the chopsticks and shoved a piece of yellow throat in the red soup, then filtered it in the tea and sent it to my bowl.

The scene in front of me made me feel a little confused. I remember the first time I went out to eat hot pot with Qiao Qian, I insisted on eating red soup, and the result was half spicy, qiao Qian in order to let me taste the original Chongqing hot pot, will boil the dish in the red soup, and then put it in white water again. And yellow throat is also my favorite dish...

Such a familiar scene diluted my fear a lot. I picked up the yellow throat and ate it, hesitated for a few seconds, picked up a slice of lamb and soaked it in the white soup and put it in her bowl.

"In the past, I ate white soup and you ate red soup... I can't imagine that now it's the other way around. I struggled to squeeze out an ugly smile.

Qiao Qian did not eat, and looked down and shed tears: "Ah Chuan... Have you had a good time these past few years? ”

"Not good," I shook my head, "your insistence on leaving made me very depressed for a while. Missed the school recruitment season, it was difficult to find a job, it took three years to barely get on the right track... Now you've ruined me again. ”

"I'm sorry," Qiao Qian choked, "my mother must have forced me to come back, and even said that I would commit suicide if I didn't go home... I can't do anything about it..."

"Okay," I interrupted her, staring sincerely into her eyes, "now that it's over, can't we let go of our respective hands?" Can you spare me? ”

Qiao Qian shook his head, "I can't help... I'm now confined to your side and can't leave... You will also be slowly sucked away by me... That can't be changed. ”

"How big A thing I was, it turned out to be a yin and yang buckle." A sharp voice suddenly rang out.

I looked back and saw an old woman in heavy makeup sitting cross-legged, smoking an old-fashioned smoking gun, squinting at us. Beside her stood several old men, one of whom was the one in the teahouse.

The old man of the teahouse smiled at me, pointed at the old woman and said, "This is Grandma Yan of Guanyin Bridge, who is very familiar with red and white things, and if you want to say that who in the mountain city has a way to untie this yin and yang buckle, it is none other than her." ”

Grandma Yan snorted, "Only now do you know how to compliment me?" Why did you go fifty years earlier? ”

The old man of the teahouse smiled awkwardly: "Shu Fen, outsiders are present, don't mention the things when you were young... We're all old, and we're saying why..."

Grandma Yan gave him a blank look: "Okay, go with your dead ghosts reminiscing like water years, this matter is entrusted to me." ”

The old man of the teahouse waved at me and sat down with a few other old men.

I yelled at the old woman, "This... Grandma Yan, can you really help me? ”

"He has exaggerated Haikou to me, and I have to do it if I can't do it," Grandma Yan looked at the direction of several old men and said disapprovingly, "Really, I'd rather accompany these dead ghosts every night than sit with me..."

"Dead ghosts?" I think it's a bit awkward, isn't this usually a word that is used to spoil a husband...

Grandma Yan seemed to see what I was thinking, and laughed: "Those are his old comrades-in-arms, but now they can only meet in this hole every night... I call them dead ghosts, you don't want to be crooked, literally. ”

I pondered this sentence for a moment, too frightened to ask again, and shrunk my neck in the opposite direction of the old men.

Grandma Yan glanced at Qiao Qian and slammed the smoking gun: "You guys are doing this... It's hard to say, it's easy to say, it's simple..."

7、

I also mixed in the workplace for a few years, smelled the strings and knew Yayi, took out all the cash in my pocket and handed it over: "That Yan Grandma you see, where should this come from?" ”

Grandma Yan counted the banknotes, smiled satisfactorily, and sat up straight: "There are two ways to untie this yin and yang buckle." One is the method I've heard... In the early years, there was a female doll in Chengdu, who became a widow after a month of marriage, missed her husband and became ill, so she invited the yin and yang pot... But later, I regretted it, and entrusted the people to the Wuhou Ancestral Hall to solve this matter..."

As soon as I heard it, I suddenly came to the spirit. Who doesn't know the great name of Marquis Zhuge Wu? This method is certainly reliable!

"Find a gossipy land and put a hot pot." The so-called poison attack on poison ... Guess what kind of pot is going to be put in this time? Speaking of this, Grandma Yan actually sold Guanzi.

I thought for a moment, "Wu Hou... gossip...... Could it be..."

"Right!" Grandma Yan patted her thigh, "The bottom of this pot is called 'Nine Palace Grid'!" ”

I was stunned and couldn't help but look around, just in this shop, at least seven or eight nine palace grids were burning. only...... So simple?

Grandma Yan continued, "Of course, this nine-palace grid is not so simple. First of all, the bottom of this pot must be used snake bones, tiger tendons, leopard tires... A total of nine kinds of precious medicinal herbs, when boiling, you have to gather nine capable people, and tell Luo Ju, Ji Du and other nine Obsidian Star Jun..."

"Stop, stop..." I quickly interrupted her, "The gods are nagging, alchemy elixir? How did I get so good at getting all this together? ”

"Or what do you think?" Grandma Yan glanced at me, "This is snatching people from the hands of King Yan..."

Qiao Qian snorted and said, "Ah Chuan, my family still has some savings, otherwise..."

I waved my hand: "I have been to your house, I know that your mother does not have much money, and these tens of thousands of dollars are useless... Grandma Yan, do you still want to talk about this second way? ”

Grandma Yan suddenly stopped her mouth at this time, and seemed to be a little hesitant, and it took half a day to squeeze a few words out of her teeth: "Second... Since the inversion of yin and yang will harm your life, it is simply a matter of unifying yin and yang..."

I almost couldn't stop scolding: "What do you mean?" Is this what you want me to be a ghost? ”

Qiao Qian seemed to understand something: "Ah Chuan, Grandma Yan means... Let me...... Huan Yang..."

What the? The shock I was struck tonight didn't add up to that. Qiao Qian is a person who has been dead for three years, and the ashes are still buried in the cemetery, how can he still be Yang?

Grandma Yan narrowed her eyes, as if with some dangerous glow: "You've heard... Borrowing a corpse to return the soul? ”

I hesitated for a while, but finally I couldn't resist the temptation and tentatively asked, "You mean, find a corpse that has just died, let Ah Qian..."

"No, the corpse is not OK, it must be a young girl who is alive and well, and she must also trust you very much and be willing to fall into the trap..." As soon as Grandma Yan's voice fell, she smoked a cigarette again and did not speak.

Trust me... Young girl? Where is this going to be found in this moment and a half? I couldn't help but feel sad.

The "Dingdong" mobile phone suddenly came to a WeChat. I picked it up and looked at it and was suddenly stunned.

"Senior, I won a free ticket to Chongqing and will travel tomorrow." I heard that you are also in Chongqing, do you want to have a meal together? "The drop is a bright smiley face.

I took a deep breath, looked at Grandma Yan and Poor Qiao Qian, who were there, and couldn't help but struggle inside.

"You've only five days to live." Grandma Yan reminded me coldly.

I gritted my teeth, made up my mind, and replied to her: "That's it, sister!" ”

After typing these words, I collapsed in my chair soaking wet.

8、

"Senior, so mysterious, what good things are you going to take me to eat?"

Gu Liang obediently followed me, seeing that I had been calm and silent, before carefully tugging at the corner of my clothes.

I turned sideways without moving—because I really didn't know what kind of expression to use to face the student. I admit that I am not a good person, but I am not yet able to send a person who trusts me into the abyss with a smile.

"It's just ahead... This is the most authentic dongzi hot pot in Chongqing, which I found with great difficulty. ”

"Hee-hee," I could hear Gu Liang's smiling voice even with his back to her, "I believe that the shop that the senior is looking for must be super delicious, and the senior is the most reliable!" ”

At the door of the hot pot shop, Boss Zhang noticed me, put down the work in his hand, frowned and looked at Gu Liang: "Ah Chuan, who is this?" ”

I "clucked" in my heart - no, I was seen by Boss Zhang!

According to Grandma Yan, only here in the mountain city is the best feng shui and suitable for doing things, so Boss Zhang's hot pot restaurant will open here. But what we are about to do will eventually hurt the innocent, and it is unknown whether General Ba will agree. In order to avoid extraneous branches, simply conceal boss Zhang from cooking raw rice first.

I broke out in a cold sweat on my forehead and said, "This is me... Friend, specially from out of town. ”

Unexpectedly, Boss Zhang actually waved his hand when he heard the words: "Since it is a gentleman from abroad, don't worship General Ba... The road is different, and it is not good to collide. ”

I dragged Gu Liang into the store in a daze, and then I suddenly reacted, boss Zhang estimated that Gu Liang was the feng shui master I asked to solve things!

And Gu Liang sat down, I squinted to the side with the afterglow of the corner of my eye, Grandma Yan and the old man of the teahouse sat at the adjacent table, and quietly nodded to me.

Before I could speak, Gu Liang had already opened his mouth: "Senior, I didn't think there was really a hot pot restaurant, and the business was so good at midnight... I thought you were making an excuse to procrastinate..."

"Procrastination?" I was stunned, "Where is the big night to delay the time and not let you go back, unless..."

Speaking of this, I consciously lost my words and closed my mouth in embarrassment, but I saw that Gu Liang had already lowered his head with a flushed face.

The hot pot came up, and I quickly pointed to the dish to ease the atmosphere: "Now, try this most authentic Chongqing hot pot... I know you don't like spicy food, and I specifically want this kind of pot bottom. ”

The hot pot in front of you looks like two concentric circles. The big circle is full of red soup, but in a small ring in the middle, a small slice of white soup is boiled. At the bottom of this kind of pot, some layman's hot pot restaurants will also be called "Mandarin Duck Pot", but the most correct name is "Zimu Pot".

That's right, this is what Grandma Yan said, the solution to the problem. If it is said that eating the Mandarin duck pot will "double stay and fly", then eating the mother pot is "you have me".

Gu Liang swallowed his saliva and picked up a slice of tofu to shabu, and I hurriedly stopped her: "Don't worry... I have someone I want to introduce to you. ”

Qiao Qian walked out of the darkness, sat down opposite Gu Liang, and showed an unbearable apologetic smile to her: "Hello, my name is Qiao Qian... It's Ah Chuan's... girlfriend. ”

Gu Liang's eyes changed suddenly, the tofu on the chopsticks accidentally fell on the table, she hurriedly went to clip, and was stopped by me one step ahead: "It's okay, it's okay to drop it." ”

Gu Liang raised his head and barely squeezed out a disappointed smile: "Sister Xue, you are so beautiful... It's a good match with the senior..."

Qiao Qian seemed to see something in Gu Liang's smile, and turned his head to glance at me: "Thank you for the praise of the student sister... I'm a local, you're a guest from afar, try Chongqing food..."

She smobled two pieces of meat in the white soup and sandwiched them to Gu Liang and herself. I served the dish in the red soup with my scalp and ate it silently.

Seeing that Gu Liang had eaten the dish, Qiao Qian suddenly stood up and bowed to Gu Liang: "Little sister, I'm sorry... later...... Please also give more advice. ”

As if he had figured out something, Gu Liang suddenly poured himself a full glass of beer, looked up and drank it, and said loudly to us: "Elder Xuejie, I bless you... No need to advise, I don't want to bother you..."

She also stood up, rubbed her eyes and walked out: "I'm sorry senior, I suddenly have a little urgency... Went back first... Sister Xue, take good care of the senior for me..."

Looking at her distant back, I smiled bitterly. Silly girl, what you and Qiao Qian said is not the same thing at all.

Grandma Yan nodded solemnly, and Qiao Qian sighed and drifted in the direction where Gu Liang had disappeared.

9、

This night, although there was no Joe Qian, I still did not sleep soundly, and I worried all night about whether things were going well.

Until the morning, I received a call from Gu Liang.

"Sister... What are you looking for in me..."

"Ah Chuan, it's me..." Although the head was still Gu Liang's tone, it gave me a completely different feeling, "Success, I will go to you immediately." ”

In the hotel lobby, I met Gu Liang... Or Joe Shallow.

The long skirt that Qiao Qian loves to wear is draped over Gu Liang, who is always in sportswear, which makes me feel a little violated, but it also brings a strange sense of familiarity. I couldn't believe it and tentatively asked, "Are you?" ”

She smiled softly and poked her sideburns for me: "Accompany me back home once... I haven't seen my mom in three years. ”

It worked! My life was saved, and Qiao Qian came back to me!

On the way to Joe's house, I couldn't help but ask Qiao Qian, "Now... How do you feel? ”

Qiao said with a smile, "Very good... Although it is still a little uncoordinated with this body, I am already satisfied... And Gu Liang's memories are also in my mind, and there is no problem in dealing with her family and friends in the future... But in order to avoid flaws, slowly break off contact with them..."

"That... Is Gu Liang already..." I asked hesitantly.

"She... Not dead yet," Qiao Qian sighed, "she is also in this body, but she has lost control of her body." She can also fully feel what I see and hear, and she will watch me live as her, communicate with her relatives and friends, but she can't do anything about everything..."

Seeing Aunt Joe, she looked at us questioningly. Qiao Qian stepped forward, pulled her aside, and said something that only mother and daughter knew. After a while, the two embraced each other and cried.

Aunt Qiao wiped her tears with one hand and dragged Qiao Qian with the other hand tightly: "Shallow, you are finally back... Mom wants to kill you... It was not good for me back then, if I hadn't forced you back, you wouldn't have... I can't help it, your dad died early, I really can't do without you, you go out to college for a few years I'm going crazy..."

Qiao Qian choked and comforted his mother: "It's okay Mom, I don't blame you, do you see I'm not back..."

I didn't speak, just sat quietly to the side and let the two enjoy the reunion time. It wasn't until the night grew darker and their mood stabilized that they said, "Auntie, in a few days Ah Qian will have to go back with me... After all, she used someone else's body, in order to avoid suspicion, she had to go back for a few years, and when the limelight passed, then it was time for us to go back to Chongqing or pick you up, it was good to say..."

"Be well..." Aunt Joe nodded busily, "just remember to come back, I won't interfere with you anymore..."

"Ah Qian," I stood up, "you continue to accompany Auntie, I will go to the cave hot pot... This time thanks to Grandma Yan, I have to thank them well. ”

10、

When I entered the store, Boss Zhang only glanced at me and did not speak to me. I was a little strange, but in the end I was weak-minded, and I didn't dare to ask him, so I just went straight to Grandma Yan when I entered the door.

She and the old man of the teahouse had been sitting for a long time, greeting me one after another, and the table was full of hearty dishes.

"It's done, right?" Grandma Yan smiled triumphantly.

"It's done, it's comfortable!" I gave her a thumbs up and raised my glass, "Toast to you!" ”

Then I raised my cup to the old man of the teahouse: "Uncle, this time also thanks to you... I met you in Pingshui, but you helped me so much without asking for anything in return, without saying anything, I did it! ”

The old man of the teahouse seemed a little embarrassed, slightly sideways, and did not take my cup: "Old man I... Nor can it be said that it is not asking for anything in return..."

Oh, what do you mean by that? I was a little curious, and before I could ask, the phone rang.

"Ah Chuan, you have a bad stomach, drink less wine at night, you know?"

"Rest assured, Ah Qian, I have a number..." Hanging up the phone, I smiled apologetically at everyone, "You see, just came back and managed me, the days to come, bitter..."

Here, Boss Zhang brought up a hot pot: "Oh, I'm afraid you have a psychological shadow on the Mandarin duck pot, specially replaced by a mother pot... Eat with confidence! ”

"Didn't say, you're righteous!" I laughed and shook the meat in the white soup, "I haven't eaten well in the past few days, and I can eat a meal with confidence today..."

Half drunk, I asked a question that had plagued me for a long time: "You say, when I came to have a meal, how did I meet Qiao Qian so coincidentally?" ”

Grandma Yan smiled and pointed to the decorations in the shop: "Young man, you see the placement of this table and chair bench, that is exquisite... This is a feng shui array, the old woman I laid down with my own hands... Specially attract people and ghosts who have concerns but are separated by yin and yang to come to meet... You and the baby girl will come here, it's all because of fate..."

I was excited: "This... Grandma Yan, what are you doing with such a formation? ”

The old man of the teahouse sighed, "Not for me yet... I, some time ago, had a tumor in my head, and I would die at any time... Shu Fen, afraid that my soul is lost, specially arranged this array to ensure that we can see each other in the future..."

Curiously, I asked, "Grandma Yan, you have a lot of supernatural powers, and you haven't calculated which day Uncle Yan will die?" ”

As soon as the words came out, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, and I was eager to give myself a slap on the face- who asked people what day they died?

Unexpectedly, Grandma Yan did not think so: "Why didn't it count?" First three days of June. ”

I flipped through the calendar on my phone, glanced at it, and was stunned on the spot.

Today, it is the fourth day of The first month of June.

I shivered and subconsciously looked under the table—under the chair of the old man of the teahouse, empty and legless.

Seeing that I had found it, he sighed, "That's right, boy, I'm dead. ”

I didn't know what to say, and I racked my brains to think about how not to be embarrassed, but I heard Grandma Yan say something that shocked me.

"Lad... Thank you, this method of the mother-in-law pot, I didn't know if it could be done, with you helping me with this practice, I have a grasp ..."

Hearing this, I suddenly had an ominous premonition.

I stood up with a strong smile: "So what, two... My girlfriend is strict, I have to hurry back..."

I was just about to take a step, but I suddenly felt a dizziness.

Grandma Yan smiled at me, revealing her big gold-encrusted teeth: "Boy, is this sub-mother pot delicious?" ”

The old man of the teahouse sighed, said to me, "I'm sorry," and walked toward me.

I quickly shouted at the door of the store: "Boss Zhang help!" General Ba is coming! ”

But what I saw was Boss Zhang holding a red cloth to wrap the statue of General Ba, and then looked at me coldly.

They...... It's a bunch of...

Having lost the blessing of the idol, the old man of the teahouse no longer hesitated and pounced on me...

11、

I am...... who?

By the way, I'm Ah Chuan. Hahaha, from today on, I am Ah Chuan!

A young and strong body, it is good...

Shu Fen's concerned eyes looked at me: "How? ”

"Cozy!" I smiled slightly, picked up her smoking gun and took a sip, "The memory is almost inherited." ”

Lao Zhang wiped his hands and walked over: "So, this method is feasible?" In the future, the three of us will be able to rely on this 'golden cicada to shed its shell' and live forever! ”

"Okay, pack up your things, don't be seen by outsiders..." I took out the mobile phone in my pocket and operated it awkwardly, "I'll accompany this little girl for a while... Shufen, you calculate how many days you have left, and when the time comes, I will bring her back..."

"Ah Qian, I am Ah Chuan... Tomorrow we will leave Chongqing..."