But in any case, Yang Zijian was not very happy at this symposium.

Lan Xue was careful, she saw Yang Zijian's loss, gently touched Yang Zijian with her elbow, and whispered comfortingly: "After the meeting, let's go to climb the North Tomb of Autumn Valley together and watch the sunset on the top of the mountain!" ”

Yang Zijian's heart moved, and he whispered: "Anyway, we are small characters, and when Grandpa Jia finishes speaking, we will go, but instead of climbing the mountain, we will fish by the lake, how about it?" ”

"Fishing? It's so stuffy! Lan Xue frowned, not very happy.

She still wants to go to Beiling to climb the mountain with Yang Zijian hand in hand, it is said that in the process of mountaineering, male and female couples are more likely to fall in love because their hearts are racing.

Lan Xue believed that she still liked Yang Zijian, but Yang Zijian was obviously only attracted by her charm, and he didn't really fall in love with her, otherwise he wouldn't have run with Wang Yun every day and ignored her.

Moreover, she still has a sense of crisis - her brother Lan Hong provided a bunch of information about Yang Zijian's "flower heart", in addition to Wang Yun, a recognized "girlfriend", Yang Zijian has a close relationship with Zhang Jin, a high school bully, and the two study together every night, and are rumored to be the "Condor Heroes"; Yang Zijian and Qian Li at the back table often exchanged heads and ears, and "flirted" with Zhang Yimin, the representative of the language department; Even, Lan Hong also provided an accurate information that Yang Zijian actually has a child daughter-in-law at home!

Of course, Lan Xue is precocious and precocious, her IQ is far superior to others, she has been assertive since she was a child, and has her own judgment, after she logically analyzed her brother's investigation materials, in addition to Wang Yun's somewhat true, Zhang Jin, Qian Li, and child daughter-in-law are purely far-fetched, baseless gossip, and they are not credible.

Yang Zijian's idea of fishing, like a floating fish float, could not be pressed any longer, he said happily in her ear: "Autumn Valley fishing, but a great joy in life, the carp here is fat and stupid, as long as the rod is thrown, there is no failure." Then he said, "It's too boring to climb the mountain, our dormitory is on the top of the mountain, and it's not enough to climb the mountain every day!" ”

Lan Xue thought about it too, so she nodded in agreement.

On the rostrum, Jia Gui still talked eloquently about "root-seeking literature", he mainly talked about his hometown Putian, and he was deeply impressed by the sacrifice of Mazu Lin Mo, he recalled affectionately: "At that time, the Mazu birthday ceremony was held, and the porcelain plates were used to offer all kinds of flowers, such as honeysuckle, smile, jasmine, Ruixiang, Yueji, etc., and porcelain dishes were used to worship pomegranates, loquats, star fruit, plums, pineapples and other fresh fruits......"

Yang Zijian drank tea, thinking that it would be nice to have these fruits.

Time flies, this lecture, almost a class time, and finally Grandpa Jia Gui summed up and sublimated with affection: "In my childhood, there are two historical figures whose characters I admire the most and who are regarded as role models in life, they are Lin Zexu and Lin Mo...... For Mazu Lin Mo, we Putian people have always affectionately called her aunt, she is a representative of our people's love, generosity and relief of suffering, and a symbol of our people's infinite kindness! ”

All applauded.

After that, an old writer in the province also talked about Zhu Xi, but he talked about Zhu Zi's hometown, saying that although Zhu Zi was born in Nanjian and was in Jianyang in his later years, his ancestral home was Wuyuan, Anhui Province, and later ZY County was assigned to Jiangxi Province, so Zhu Zi became a JX person again...... Everyone was confused, and they didn't know what he was trying to say.

In fact, the literary circles of Fujian Province have always been not very interested in the "Min Studies" of the Song Dynasty, because Fujian Province has always taken the "marine culture" of the coastal Xiazhangquan as the mainstream, and the "Min Studies", which represents the agricultural culture, can only be located in central and northern Fujian. The maritime culture belongs to the advanced commercial culture, while the Min culture is obviously outdated and backward......

Then the host named an old writer in Nanjian City to talk about his views on root-seeking literature, and the old writer also took the lead and talked about the She culture in Nanjian City.

Lan Xue listened for a moment, shook her head and said: "This old writer doesn't know much about She culture at all, although the surname Lan is the first surname of the She nationality, it is also one of the top ten surnames of the Zhuang nationality, and there are also many Han people, although my ancestors are the ancient Yue She nationality, but they were naturalized in the Han nationality hundreds of years ago." ”

Yang Zijian smiled slightly.

As long as it was not the leader's speech, the masses below would not listen carefully, and they would talk to each other, even the words on the rostrum, and they also poked their heads and whispered and laughed with a poetry editor of "Fujian Provincial Literature".

Yang Zijian and Teacher Cui You said, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Teacher Cui You nodded.

Yang Zijian bowed, quietly stepped out of his seat, left through the side door at the back, and then stood at the staircase on the right side of the corridor and waited.

After less than a minute, Lan Xue came out with a smile, walked up to Yang Zijian's side and said, "We seem to be skipping class, it's quite exciting." ”

"We're just skipping class." Yang Zijian said with a smile, and the two walked along the forest path towards Autumn Lake.

This Autumn Valley Manor has a total of spring, summer, autumn three lakes, different seasons, can be carried out different ways of fishing, attracting many provincial cadres and factory and mine leaders to come here for leisure, Huchuan at first as a supplement to the Autumn Valley Manor, in order to divert the reception pressure of the Autumn Valley Manor, but now the Tiger River Reservoir because of its Danxia Lake scenery, has been about to replace the Autumn Valley Manor.

Autumn Lake is crescent-shaped, with an area of hundreds of acres, and there are small fishing houses built on the gentle shore, and there are fishing platforms in front.

Yang Zijian found a large banyan tree fishing house near the remote area, which is relatively shady, the bottom temperature is low, and the breeze is refreshing, the carp is naturally comfortable in the water, which will increase appetite.

Lan Xue said to the administrator, her uncle is the first deputy director of the Municipal Construction Bureau, this Qiugu is the second guest house of the Construction Bureau, the administrator came to open the door for them with a smile on his face, there are tables and chess cards inside, and the fishing equipment is complete.

Yang Zijian stood on the shore, holding a cyan fishing rod in both hands, and threw the hook line loaded with bait into the middle of the lake.

Lan Xue sat quietly next to him like a lady, her eyes were quiet, looking at the pale red fish float on the surface of the water swaying gently, she used a small bow to tie a small ponytail today, but she didn't like it, she felt like she was imitating Wang Yun, so she untied the bow, let the hair hang naturally on her shoulders, and tied a delicate little hairpin on her forehead.

Yang Zijian turned around and praised: "Very dignified and elegant, such a hairstyle is suitable for you, Lan Xue." ”

Lan Xue smiled, swept the hair from her ear with her right hand, and a gust of mountain wind blew, and her soft hair flew back.

The sun that was approaching the evening shone obliquely from the willow trees opposite, bathing beside them, the two figures dissolved into one, and Lan Xue suddenly felt that this moment was particularly peaceful and warm.

Life is like fishing, and sometimes, the ordinary is true.