Chapter 124 of the main text volume, red leaves and yellow flowers from a river

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"As the old saying goes, a wife is honored by her husband, and Yuhan, I didn't expect you to want me to become a public figure. ”

"I never promised to be a wife. ”

"Concubines are fine. ”

"Do you want me to follow three or four virtues?"

"Don't react so much when you think of this word, it's okay, it's not good to say it in your mouth, and it's still the same old way. ”

"What's the old thing?"

"The so-called three from the four virtues still exist, and you can't object to it. ”

"Against!"

"My girlfriend goes out to follow, obey, and follow, and my girlfriend must endure her anger and know how to ...... her heart"

“……”

"Oops, how do you bite!" Shen Zhe screamed, rubbing his arm.

He and Lin Yuhan were walking down the street.

Currently, Shen Zhe plays two roles in terms of feelings.

In the dormitory, he is an expert-level senior, not only did he start chasing his daughter when he was a child, but "The First Close Contact" was also regarded as a love treasure by Chen Tai, but unfortunately there has been no progress. In front of Lin Yuhan, he has become an out-and-out rookie, and he has no idea what the other party thinks.

It is said that the genetic difference between humans and monkeys is only 2%, but the genetic difference between men and women is one chromosome.

Instead of trying to get to know a woman, it's easier to talk to a monkey.

At this time, Lin Yuhan was wearing a cotton sweatshirt, black, with a small face like a flower, and she looked like a little woman.

Shen Zhe's is white, and he just changed into it when he went out, not a couple's clothes, but a couple's clothes.

Perhaps this is the tacit understanding of more than ten years.

The multimillionaire was wearing more than 100 yuan of clothes, and it seemed that neither of them felt anything wrong.

The roommates all think that Shen Zhe is an expert in chasing girls, but in fact, Shen Zhe doesn't understand it at all except for copying a few poems. When the process of this pursuit is extended to more than ten years, the effort required can be saved.

Besides, Lin Yuhan was alone when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and he pretended to be in his heart.

Bickering to bickering, Lin Yuhan didn't let go of the hand held by Shen Zhe, and Shen Zhe looked at the pedestrians coming and going.

Seeing that they are busy, they are all running for fame and fortune, and they are very envious.

Compared with the past and present lives, if those works did not give him confidence, the possibility of success in this life is still not much. People who are bent on making money will eventually succeed, and people who insist on thinking may also succeed, he cares about both, life is entangled, and failure is inevitable.

Feeling something, Shen Zhe couldn't help but grab Lin Yuhan's hand.

Lin Yuhan seemed to feel his mood, hooked his fingers, and scratched his palm.

Some are naughty.

Shen Zhe immediately put aside all inappropriate thoughts.

After all, he has been active since he was in his thirties, and his mind will not degenerate, and he is less energetic than his peers.

Lin Yuhan, who was deeply affected, also had this tendency.

The two are obviously still in adolescence, their youth is not flying, and they always feel that something is missing.

Autumn in the north is cloudy, and if you look up, it is a completely different feeling from summer, as if the world has suddenly become bigger.

Shen Zhe actually doesn't like to live in a big city, he feels too noisy, and the faces around him change too quickly.

No one knows people in the downtown area, and it is better to be comfortable in the wilderness.

Every two or three intersections, a small city park will appear next to the street, which is the credit of the builders, and Shen Zhe did not hesitate to give them a thumbs up.

Sitting on the lawn, Shen Zhe suddenly said, "I heard that children like their mother's touch?"

"What do you think of again?" Lin Yuhan glanced at him.

Shen Zhe moved his thumb, slid it over the back of Lin Yuhan's hand, and asked with a smile: "Is there a feeling of heart-to-heart intersection?" ”

Lin Yuhan didn't feel anything, but when he heard Shen Zhe say this, he hurriedly shook off his hand.

"Don't go, let's get in the car. Lin Yuhan stood up and said.

Shen Zhe waited for this sentence, got up with a bone, and shouted the stop sign in front.

……

I'm going to Xiangshan today.

The autumn leaves are so famous, you must definitely check them out.

I made an appointment with Lin Yuhan last weekend, but I was stumped by the matter of the magazine, and it was a little late to drag it out to today.

Lin Yuhan is real literature and art, and Shen Zhe is fake literature and art.

The mood for enjoying the beautiful scenery is the same, and the strongest autumn colors in Yanjing are not to be missed. If you come here last week, you can still catch up with the theme cultural festival, but it is also good to go now, there is less crowd, and no matter how good the scenery is, it is a lot lighter.

In front of Jingcui Lake, Lin Yuhan looked intoxicated.

Shen Zhe also sighed: "The mountains and forests are at a loss in the city, and the red leaves and yellow flowers are from one river. ”

"Hey," someone next to him suddenly said in surprise and asked, "Young man, your two sentences are very appropriate." ”

Shen Zhe looked back and saw an old man in his sixties, looking at him with his hands behind his back, with a faint curiosity in his eyes.

"Old gentleman......"

The old man stretched out his hand and waved: "My surname is Han, don't call me old man." ”

Shen Zhe nodded and asked politely, "Mr. Han, are you also in a hurry to see the red leaves when there are few people?"

"Yes, a few people are embellishments, and a hundred people are crowded, and the charm will be reduced by three points. Old Mr. Han sighed, but did not immediately answer Shen Zhe's question, "Young man, I heard you chant two lines of poetry just now, did it happen to me on a spur of the moment?"

"Babbling ......"

These are the first two sentences of Zhou Ang's poem "Fragrant Mountain", "red leaves and yellow flowers from a river" in the other world is the epitome of the scenery in front of you.

"I don't think so, can you make it up?"

Shen Zhe hesitated for a moment, he himself only remembered two sentences, but he could search from the chip. Since it didn't appear in Huaxia, it's good to make up for it.

"The mountains and forests are at a loss in the market, and the red leaves and yellow flowers are from a river

Wild water takes advantage of people's appointments, and Changpine does not know the year

Thousands of poems have not been repaid, and a meal and a conversation are made from the end of the relationship

If you want to ask for peace of mind, who knows who knows the handwriting is before death. ”

Mr. Han raised his head and repeated it, and praised: "It's really good, especially now, how about I help you recommend it to the park?"

Shen Zhe smiled: "Feel free, this poem originally belongs here." ”

Old Mr. Han looked at Lin Yuhan beside Shen Zhe and smiled: "It's just that this poetry is not suitable." ”

The poem "Xiangshan" is actually lovesickness, and now the object of lovesickness is in front of him, and he naturally seems to be moaning without illness.

Shen Zhe said embarrassedly: "I just want to finish, where can I take care of the poetic ......"

"It's just that the young man is too demanding, and it's good to be able to write ancient style poems that conform to the rhythm now, and the park would like to thank you. ”

The old gentleman didn't ask Shen Zhe's name, chatted for a while, and left with his hands behind his back.

From his mouth, the two also heard a legend.

The original Xiangshan was just a barren mountain, and a rich man at the bottom of the mountain hired a long-term worker to raise pigs for him, and the pig food fell into a broken stone trough, but the pigs could not eat it all. Changgong knew that this stone trough was a treasure, and he didn't want anything when calculating the work account, so he wanted this stone trough.

How much is a broken stone trough worth? The rich man was willing to give it to him, and he saved a fortune.

The stone trough is too heavy, and the long-term workers can't carry it when they carry it into the mountains. After digging a pit and burying it, I was afraid that I would forget the location, so I planted a pine tree and a cypress tree as a mark, and went home to find someone to carry it. But when I looked back, the mountain was full of pine and cypress trees.

It is now Xiangshan.

"This is still a living mountain, there won't be a spiritual vein underground, right?" Shen Zhehu said suspiciously, vaguely remembering that he seemed to have seen it in a certain article.

"What spiritual vein?" Lin Yuhan beside him looked up and asked him.

"The spiritual vein contains a large amount of spiritual energy, produces spiritual stones, and can be used for cultivation, and a spiritual vein can start a sect and establish a sect......"

"Nonsense again!"

The two of them traveled all the way along Jingcui Lake, Cuiwei Pavilion, and Shuangqing Villa, and when they arrived at Xiangshan Temple, someone suddenly shouted behind them.

"Okay, you Ah Zhe, I've caught you now!" (To be continued.) )