In the countryside, it is customary to "walk pigs" and "dogs", and it is customary to drive ducks and chickens to the rice fields to eat insects and grains. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the 90s, the sanitation situation in the town was very poor, and there were few public toilets in more than a dozen villages, and most villagers often built sheds, dug deep pits, and put a few wooden planks next to the garbage heaps near their homes to become public toilets in order to accumulate fertilizer.

The child also has no awareness of hygiene, so when he is in a hurry, he pulls down his pants and squats on the side of the road to pull it away.

Therefore, the students living in the city immediately stepped on landmines everywhere like devils entering the village, screaming and screaming.

In his opinion, feng shui is the beginning and foundation of the town, and it is the root of all prosperity.

Yang Zijian secretly rejoiced, Grandpa Chang told him about feng shui, but after being listened to by the class cadres, he would definitely report to the teacher when he returned to school, and he had to be taught a lesson because of feudal superstition, especially Wang Yun, a "Tang monk" with high consciousness, who would definitely give him a materialist education.

So, he clapped his hands and persuaded: "Everyone is jumping around, hurry up and walk to the Octagonal Pavilion, if your shoes are dirty, go to the stone steps by the river to wash, it's no big deal." It's impossible to go to the countryside without stepping on some Xiang, I warned you a long time ago. ”

"Let's go, let's go!" Lin Yi and a few other students from the countryside didn't care, they wore sandals, walked quickly to the octagonal pavilion, and then directly bypassed the path next to the pavilion and rushed to the river, an ancient stone step up to 20 meters wide, extending obliquely into the river, they squatted on the bluestone steps in the water to wash.

On both sides of the river, there are more than a dozen young village girls doing laundry, and while they are scrubbing their clothes on the cutting board, they are making fun of the group of student babies in dialect.

"That student's legs are so thin, he doesn't have much strength at first glance."

"The waist is not right, and it is exhausted after a few shrugs."

"The one who wears the eyes doesn't fall down yet......"

In the laughter of the village girls, other students also followed suit, swarming to run under the octagonal pavilion, of course, there were inevitably people on the road, especially Zhang Yimin, she almost fell, when her hand pressed on the steps, she accidentally touched a piece of chicken Xiang, and the scream was earth-shattering and tear-jerking.

Wang Yun rolled her eyes helplessly, she was nimble, and she was wearing sneakers, but she passed the minefield safely, she comforted Zhang Yimin while wiping her with a tissue, but how could the smell be wiped off, only to take her to the river to wash her hands.

Grandpa Chang sighed with his hand: "The baby in the city is too pampered, even the old Yang family before liberation, and it is also a farming heirloom, your grandfather, uncle, and a few young masters, still have to work in the fields." ”

Yang Zijian supported him and said: "Grandpa Chang, it's been more than 40 years, forget it, now everyone is a common man and the master of the country!" ”

Grandpa Chang shook off Yang Zijian's hand and snorted unhappily: "Ah Jian, you have a chance now, but you can't forget your ancestors, the old Yang family is a descendant of Duke Wen Jing, and there are five jinshi, dozens of lifters, and hundreds of talented prisoners......"

"No, no, no!" Yang Zijian smiled bitterly and listened to the old man talk about the glory of the Yang family, what archways, rewards, and seals were received by the imperial court, and the old man seemed to live in his memory, but it was right to think about it, as the CEO of the landlord, he was the most proud and glorious thing, that is, the past that supported a big family.

At this time, the small octagonal pavilion was already crowded with people, and after the students washed their shoes, they went to rest in the pavilion.

The octagonal pavilion is the farewell place of the ancient ferry, the pavilion is seven meters high, there are two floors, you can climb up to the second floor along a staircase to watch the view, the mighty Min River is in full view.

Yang Zijian asked Chang Shuyu and Yang Zizhen to take care of Grandpa Chang, climbed the octagonal pavilion by himself, and introduced to his classmates: "Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day." The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. In ancient times, travel relied on the river, in ancient times, there were many bandits in the mountains of Fujian Province, the road was very difficult to walk, and taking a boat through the Min River was the main mode of transportation, so this octagonal pavilion became a place to bid farewell to relatives and friends. In the past, there were many inscriptions on the walls, but now they have become slogans such as family planning and the development of production......"

Wang Yun pointed to the two huge black stone tablets in the center of the pavilion and asked, "What is recorded there, the front and back sides are engraved with words, but they are all so messy that you can't see clearly?" ”

"This is the Daoguang period, Guangxu years, Nantang Town more than 30 people, tribute, students, supervisors to persuade donations to build pontoon bridges, octagonal pavilion merit monuments." Yang Zijian said, "In ancient times, the imperial power did not go to the countryside, and the infrastructure construction at the township level was completely completed by the funds raised by these squires. ”

Grandpa Chang said: "In the past, the landlords were not so bad, they also had to pay the imperial grain and national tax, and the rent collection was also very reasonable. ”

Wang Yun glanced at the old man and muttered, "Old stubborn, it seems that Zijian was taught bad by him." ”

The specific description of the octagonal pavilion is recorded in Yang Zijian's "Nantang Octagonal Pavilion" published in the Nanjian Building Materials Newspaper, but the students are now immersed in the scene, and the feeling is deeper, and through the article and the real scene, they understand how a good article should be written, which benefits them a lot.

Ten minutes later, Meng Yun took out his camera and shouted, "Everyone go downstairs, let's stand in front of the pavilion and take a photo." ”

So, twenty-five members, together with Grandpa Chang and two little Lori, took a photo in front, and then began to cross the pontoon bridge, which has no railings, and looks very dangerous, but in fact it is wide and stable, and shallow from the water level, everyone can easily walk over as long as they stand in the middle.

Facing the river breeze and listening to the sound of the water, more than 20 people walked across the 500-meter-long pontoon bridge.

When I came to the opposite bank, I just entered the alley and immediately smelled a foul smell.

Since Nantang Ancient Town is a thousand-year-old town, it means that the buildings here are constantly renovated and rebuilt countless times, the earliest ancient town planning has long been a mess, all the sewers are blocked because of various changes and disrepair, the sewage ditch is vertical and horizontal on the roadway, the villagers are in charge of their own section, which family forgot to clean up, this road section immediately becomes a sewage puddle, and then wait for the sun to dry, the smell is stinking.

Yang Zijian was still introducing which prefect's mansion and which celebrity's courtyard this was, but the students didn't listen at all.

"It's so dirty, it's full of people and garbage!"

"It's smellier than the boys' toilet in the mountain behind our school!"

"Wow, I'm stepping on Xiang again, take me to the river."

Wang Yun also frowned frequently, and shouted coquettishly: "Everyone should look at the road, be careful, don't fall, otherwise you won't have clothes to change!" ”

Yang Zijian sighed helplessly.