However, thinking of the dense and complex background behind Lan Xue, Yang Zijian smiled bitterly, his heart immediately cooled down, and he casually echoed: "Piano seems to be more difficult to learn than architecture, if there is no famous teacher to teach it, it is difficult to learn well." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lan Xue said proudly: "The teacher hired by my father is Xu Jing, who graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music, and is the best performer in Nanjian City. However, I studied piano out of interest, not to be a musician, I just wanted to be a primary school teacher, and I think the greatest profession in the world is to be a teacher. ”

The Lan family is really rich, Yang Zijian sighed, thinking of the image of a teacher in later generations, and sighed: "Being a teacher is even worse." With the development direction of China's exam-oriented education, teachers will become very embarrassed, want to enter the market, and be bound by morality, want to be noble but not noble, because teachers also want to live a better life. ”

Lan Xue frowned and said unhappily, "What does this mean?" ”

Yang Zijian can't go on, it seems that none of the lines are clean in later generations, because the Chinese people are too good at exploiting loopholes, and no matter how good the system is, they can't control the selfishness of the extremely smart.

At this time, Mama Yang came back, greeted the guests, and personally poured them a round of tea.

After casually greeting a few words, Lan Hong saw that the time was not early, so he said: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone has to go home for reunion, let's say goodbye!" ”

"Okay, let's go." Zhang Hua was the first to stand up.

Lan Xue said to Yang Zijian: "I have a lot of books at home, my uncle likes to read the books of Bai Yang and Gu Zhun, I suggest you also read them, increase your knowledge of philosophy, history and economics, your prose views are a little old, you like to quote ancient texts, and you also admire the ancients, which is not good." If you don't have these two books, you can borrow them from my house. ”

Lan Hong obviously didn't want his sister to get too close to Yang Zijian, so he hurriedly said: "Yang Zijian is now a little writer, publishing articles in newspapers and magazines, what books are you embarrassed to recommend him to read?" ”

Yang Zijian hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll visit the Lan family when I have time." ”

Only then did Lan Xue leave with her brother, Yang Hua and the others.

Yang Zijian sent them to the corner gate and watched them disappear into the bend at the entrance of the alley, at this time, his uncle Li Dequn and his aunt Yang Shiyun came from the other end of Jinshi Lane. When they saw Yang Zijian, they immediately praised it, so that Yang Zijian didn't know what to say.

When he arrived at the main hall and sat down to drink tea, Yang Zijian asked, "Uncle, what is the purpose of Mayor Ma coming to visit me last night?" I drank too much last night and had a high fever, and I didn't understand what he was saying. ”

Li Dequn was taken aback, frowned and said, "Then you suggested to Mayor Ma last night to learn about Jiangsu Zhouzhuang, is it your nonsense?" ”

"That's true!" Yang Zijian said categorically.

"That's good, listen to Mayor Ma, he takes your suggestion very seriously." Li Dequn breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained, "Mayor Ma came to visit you, in fact, I want to remind you that our Nantang Town is very poor and backward. ”

Yang Zijian was even more puzzled: "What does this mean?" ”

Li Dequn's ability to understand the politics of his nephew is very nerve-wracking, and he said in a tone of hatred: "You are really stupid to read, don't you understand?" You literati who can write articles always like to exaggerate, if you write Nantang Town beautiful, prosperous, rich and strong, then what will the city leaders think when they read it? What will other towns think when they see it? How should we formulate the financial budget of Nantang Town in the future? It doesn't matter how exaggerated the description of the scenery of your hometown and the ancient houses and bridges you write, but you can't write about economic development and people's lives -- well, it's better to write about the poorer and more miserable the better. ”

"Oh, I'll go!" Yang Zijian suddenly realized, and then he understood the real reason why the mayor came to praise and complain the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

At 9:40 a.m., a bunch of relatives came to the house.

The three surviving uncles of the Yang family came, Grandpa Chang came, the eldest uncle came, and even the second uncle came.

Could it be that Lao Yang's family wants to invite relatives to a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, but the family hasn't prepared any meals? Yang Zijian accompanied the elders to pour tea and water, and asked Yang's mother with his eyes.

Mother Yang smiled bitterly a few times, and whispered in her son's ear: "Your second uncle said that he wanted to worship his ancestors." ”

"Worship ancestors, isn't our Yang family worshipping ancestors in the tenth month of the lunar calendar?"

Mother Yang said: "Your article was published, and your second uncle said that he would report your published article to the ancestors, so that the ancestors would know that the descendants of the Yang family were beginning to have a future." ”

When Yang Zijian heard this, his head began to sweat, and he couldn't help Genghis Khan when he thought of putting these sample envelopes on the tribute table as a sacrifice.

In fact, the main reason is that Yang's mother bragged too much, which made the relatives think that Yang Zi had become a famous writer in the country, especially the second uncle, he felt that this was a matter of honoring his ancestors, and he should make a small sacrifice, and then went everywhere, and immediately got the support of the three uncles and Grandpa Chang, who were idle and moldy. Because the Yang family has been scholarly for generations, but since liberation, most of the Yang family has been reduced to semi-literate peasants, vulgar and unliterate, so that they are so ashamed that they can't raise their heads every time they worship their ancestors.

At this time, several old men pretended to look at the articles published in the newspaper, and Grandpa Chang also recited the passages aloud.

Fortunately, the brown paper envelopes of the newspaper office are relatively strong, and they have not been damaged after tossing for so long, but the newspaper has become an old newspaper, crumpled, and when it is reloaded into the envelope, it is full of bulge.

Father Yang also went home early to discuss the small sacrifice with Grandpa Chang.

But within a few minutes, they were arguing.

Father Yang shouted loudly: "Who should be the main priest? This has to be clarified. It stands to reason that the eldest brother should be the eldest brother, but he has never had time to go home when he works in the provincial capital, and for more than ten years, he has appointed me to act as the head of the family. I now live in the main house, and I should be the officiant. ”

"Put your mother's bullshit, do you still have my second brother in your eyes. Your mother is just filling the house, what qualifications does she have to be the main priest? The second uncle jumped up and scolded.

"What are you, where did you hide when Abba left......

Then the two vigorously entered the procedure of exposing each other's secrets, making a big noise, if it weren't for the presence of Grandpa Chang and a few uncles, their brothers would have to fight immediately.

In fact, this is all a family property. At that time, Yang's father was assigned to the half-destroyed main house, and the second uncle was assigned to a better courtyard, but both of them were not very satisfied, the second uncle was the elder brother and thought that he should live in the main house, and Yang's father thought that he was the younger brother and should be taken care of and divided into a better house. But the uncle who worked in the provincial capital let the sixth father Yang live in the main house, and as a result, the two families of Yang father and the second uncle have been estranged since then, quarrel when they meet, and block the corner door that communicates, which is a bit of a taste of old and dead and not getting along.

This time it's the same, fighting like a rooster for the sake of the face of the traditional identity.