"His eyes are like brass bells,

Shoot a lightning-fast wit,

You have brought us peace of life,

Ahaaaa

Ahaaaa......a

The black-and-white TV at home, which had just moved back, was playing "Sheriff Black Cat", Zizhen, Zishe, and Shu Yu were attracted by the cartoon and watched it while eating. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info due to the poor setting of the antenna, the signal is not smooth, and there are often snowflake lines in the picture.

Yang's mother served vegetables for several children and urged them to eat seriously.

The daily home life in the countryside seems noisy and warm.

Yang Zijian felt very happy, and he used his own efforts to bring some happiness and hope to his relatives.

He thinks of himself as a person who does not have too much ambition, and never expects himself to become a big person, because this society is a strict cooperative system, like a dense spider web, a person wants to get ahead and become a big man, it takes a lot of effort and amazing luck, and his current goal is to be admitted to university and become a professional writer in the style of Jia Pingwa.

If there is a certain foundation, we should set up some industries to restore the essence of Confucian culture in Fujian and revive the culture of the Han nationality a little, and at least reproduce some of the scenes of "the beauty of Chinese costumes and the prosperity of etiquette" in the future.

Grandpa Chang said earnestly: "Ah Jian, the Yang family is from one of the Yang Shi of Wenjing Gong. Wen Jinggong was born in Nanjian, went north to study, Cheng Men Lixue, successively worshiped under Cheng Hao Cheng Yimen, studied science, and when he returned from his studies, Cheng Yimu sent him away, and once sighed: 'I am in the south!' Since then, Confucianism has taken deep roots in Fujian, forming Min Studies, and giving birth to great thinkers like Zhu Xi. ”

Yang Zijian listened to him honestly talk about history, and his grandfather often memorized these contents well, so they were quite accurate.

Grandpa Chang said: "The Yang family never asks their children to be officials, but they ask their children to stand up and inherit the family tradition of the old Yang family." Originally, your uncle was good, but after he became a sesame seven-grade official, he only believed in doctrine, not in his ancestors, and he didn't come to participate in ancestor worship for more than ten years, so now it's all up to you. Ah Jian, I read the article you wrote, there are traditions in it, there is the culture of the ancestors, I am very happy, you have not forgotten your roots! ”

Yang Zijian nodded and said: "I respect history and Confucianism, but I want to 'take the essence and remove the dross', some things in science are too rotten." ”

Grandpa Chang only knew a little about Confucianism, and he didn't understand the Tao here, so he was just relieved: "Just respect, don't be like your uncle, only believe in doctrine." ”

It was almost seven o'clock when the meal was finished.

Grandpa Chang didn't want to leave, he sat in front of the eaves nostalgically drinking tea and talking about the ancients, Yang's father and Yang's mother had no choice but to accompany him to talk, Shu Yu sat next to her grandfather, and watched children's programs with Zizhen.

Yang Zijian was a little drunk, and he was a little sleepy after a day as a tour guide today, so he lay on the bed and was half asleep.

Bang bang bang!

After a while, there was a violent knock outside the gate, and then a loud shout came: "Shijie, Shijie, I'm Dequn, the mayor of Nantang Town, Ma Yuanchao, came to visit Zijian, hurry up and open the gate!" ”

Zizhen shouted happily, "Uncle is here." ”

Mother Yang exclaimed: "Is it brother-in-law?" What is he doing late in this line of work as a village chief? ”

Father Yang and Grandpa Chang stood up at the same time.

"Mayor Ma has come to visit Zijian, open the door quickly!" Uncle Li Dequn repeated the reminder and shouted.

There are five or six flashlights shining indiscriminately outside, it seems that Mayor Ma brought a lot of people this time, making some neighbors cry chickens and dogs, and many children stopped crying, no way, the crackdown is too terrible, and the arrests are carried out at night, many neighbors may think that the Yang family has committed a crime, and someone is going to be arrested.

Grandpa Chang said angrily: "I heard it right, Dequn took Mayor Ma to visit our old Yang family, this is a good thing!" After more than 40 years of liberation, the 'old parents' of Nantang Town's Zhengyin official came to our Yang family for the first time, and they had to open the middle door to greet them! ”

After saying that, he jumped up more quickly than Father Yang, trotted to the front hall, bypassed the shadow wall, ran to the main entrance, turned on the electric light in front of the door, and then pulled out the thick, long, and heavy iron-clad hardwood deadbolt with Father Yang.

With a "buzzing" sound, the thick and dilapidated door slowly opened.

At this time, Yang Ma, Zizhen, and Shu Yu pushed Yang Zijian vigorously and said, "Wake up, Mayor Ma has come to see you!" ”

"Got it, it's annoying!" Yang Zijian had already heard it, he stood up, he felt a little dizzy, his feet were fluttering, he had not practiced the amount of alcohol in this era, only three glasses of rice wine, and he was actually drunk like this.

Yang Zijian staggered down the steps, Zizhen and Shu Yu were startled, and hurriedly went to support him, and walked to the front hall with him left and right.

At this time, a group of people have walked into the gate, led by Li Dequn, the aunt of the village chief, who came to lead the way and introduce, and the leader behind is Ma Yuanchao, the mayor of Nantang Town, and there is a group of town cadres next to him, such as Deputy Mayor Wang in charge of propaganda and education, Director Yan of the Party and Government Office, as well as Lin Xian, the head of the cultural station, and the principal of the middle school Su, seven or eight people.

Mayor Ma is the soil emperor of Nantang, and this trip is really majestic!

Yang Zijian secretly scolded himself, strode towards them and said: "Dear Mayor Ma, Principal Su, leaders of Nantang Town, I am Yang Zijian, a student of Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, thank you for coming to visit me." I am deeply honored to have a distinguished guest! The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. I also hope that all distinguished guests will not think my house is simple and lazy. ”

Mayor Ma is in his forties, medium build, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, as strong and powerful as a soldier, he stepped forward with a smile, held Yang Zijian's hand tightly, and said loudly: "Sure enough, it is our little talent in Nantang Town, and the export is a chapter." ”

Yang Zijian felt that his palms were very warm, which showed that the mayor of the town was cheerful and open-minded and easy to get along with.

Grandpa Chang, Father Yang, and Uncle Yang quickly cleaned up the table and invited seven or eight town cadres including Mayor Ma and Deputy Mayor Wang to sit down.

The room was full of officials, and the invisible coercion made Yang Ma gasp nervously, she held the pot-bellied clay pot teapot with her hands trembling slightly, poured tea for the cadres one by one on seven or eight clean porcelain bowls, and then stood on the edge of the corridor with a teapot like a little daughter-in-law, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Chang Shuyu saw it, and hurriedly comforted him: "Mom, don't worry, I met Mayor Ma yesterday, he was very kind and took us to clean up." ”

Yang Zijian sat between Mayor Ma and Deputy Mayor Wang, chatting with them a little flutteringly, I don't know if he drank too much, his thoughts were fluttering, his speech was a little fluctuating, all kinds of ancient poems and literary words came casually, and a little self-talking, so that Grandpa Chang and Uncle They were very anxious and sweating.