"You don't have to have any scruples, the so-called mutual benefit, each takes what he needs, although your current status is not high, but at least you have mastered the economic lifeline of one party, these resources alone are enough to negotiate with some red-top officials and businessmen in Sijiu City, and then I will help you echo and build momentum, don't worry about no fat fish taking the initiative to take the bait!"

Mu Jiayin blinked her eyes, a sly smile on the corner of her lips, and said eloquently: "Don't forget, I still have a lot of human debts owed to me by Dongjiang Province in my hand, and it comes in handy at this time!" ”

Chen Mingyuan couldn't save the taste for a while, suddenly, the fishing rod on the edge of the waterhole sank down suddenly, Mu Jiayin quickly held the fishing line, the action was smooth, in one go, and the fish was caught in a blink of an eye, she twisted the fishing line and looked at the huge crucian carp, and said with a smile: "The omen is good, this time in Beijing should be able to make a lot of profits." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly, and at this time, there was a burst of laughter in the artemisia grass forest under the stream, and the two pretty girls walked out of the path, saw the two, and happily called: "Brother Chen, Miss Mu!" ”

Chen Mingyuan looked up, only to see Mu Taotao and Lan Qianyi walking together, each carrying a basket, the two girls are both young, because they are both young, the two pretty girls walk lightly, like the wind swinging willow branches, the posture is extremely graceful.

"Miss Mu, Qianyi was worried that you were bored from fishing, so she specially made wine and food to bring it to you, and you are not satisfied."

Peaches took a breath, put the basket on the edge of the bamboo couch, lifted the cloth towel, and the basket was filled with a cut watermelon, four small plates of delicate side dishes, more than a dozen soft pancakes, and a pot of bamboo leaf green wine in the other basket, and the porcelain pot was calmed with a few ice cubes wrapped in a towel, exuding coldness.

Mu Jiayin smiled happily: "I ran here to enjoy the coolness, but I was so tired that you ran around, it was really tiring." ”

Lan Qianyi wiped the fine beads of sweat on her delicate cheeks, shook her head meekly and said, "It's okay, it's just idle in the fields at this time, so I'll make some casually, just don't dislike it." ”

"It's good to have these, the weather is dry and irritable, it's the right time to drink some bamboo leaves with ice." Mu Jiayin said kindly: "Peach, go back and get some money for Qianyi." ”

Lan Qianyi waved his hand again and again: "Otherwise, this is really unbelievable...... Miss Mu, our village has received so much favor from you these days, we don't know how to thank you and how can we still collect your money! ”

"One yard to one yard, I just took the lead in investing some money to build a bamboo factory, as long as you can run it well, it is very worthy of me." Mu Jiayin persuaded with good words: "When the summer is over, you have to start school again, and it doesn't hurt to save more money at home, so be it, don't talk nonsense." ”

Somehow, Lan Qianyi had an inexplicable admiration and admiration for this peerless woman, and when she said this, she didn't have the courage to refuse, hesitated for a moment, and solemnly thanked her.

Later, Chen Mingyuan learned that Mu Jiayin traveled here a few days ago, and saw the villagers' living difficulties, so he discussed with the village party secretary Blueprint, and set up a bamboo base here out of his own pocket, and adopted a joint-stock cooperative system, and distributed the shares to every household in the village, so that the villagers could set up shareholders and directly enjoy the economic rewards through hard work.

Compared with Township Chief Zhong's set of policies, Mu Jiayin's poverty alleviation strategy is undoubtedly more immediate, which is also the biggest difference between her and Ye Qingxue's attitude, Ye Qingxue is used to charity, while Mu Jiayin prefers to guide the disadvantaged people to be self-reliant.

Talking and laughing, Peaches carefully arranged the melons and fruits and side dishes, Lan Qianyi obediently poured wine for the two, Mu Jiayin held the porcelain cup, saw that the wine in the cup was golden and green, smelled the fragrance, turned his head and chanted: "The Tian family is full of leisure, Shiyou temporarily lingers, Sanchun bamboo leaf wine, a song of chicken strings, please Secretary Chen drink this cup!" ”

Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but smile, took the porcelain cup and took a sip, the cold and mellow fragrance immediately filled the lips, teeth and tongue, and then savored it, the melons and drinks on the couch in the forest, surrounded by red-sleeved warblers and swallows, and all of them are beautiful, and they are very much like the life of a "decadent and degenerate" feudal scholar, but for men all over the world, how can it not be a dream life!

Perhaps, this is the long-cherished wish of life that I have been pursuing!

Lan Qianyi glanced at him with a dizzy face, hesitated, and asked, "Brother Chen, Miss Mu, I can play the flute, do you want me to give you a song to cheer up?" ”

"Oh? That's hard work for you. ”

Chen Mingyuan was just in the right mood, so he smiled and bowed his head, and then saw Lan Qianyi pull out a green bamboo flute from the waist tie behind his back, put it horizontally and vertically on his lips, and plucked it with his fingers, and the flute sounded melodiously, sounding like a simple tune, ethereal and clear, euphemistic and gentle, like a wonderful rhyme outside the sky, indescribably beautiful.

Chen Mingyuan hummed softly, as if he was in a fairyland, and he didn't know what year it was.

The sunset is mottled, the tired birds are flying, the evening wind is silently weaving the Jiangnan of late spring, the river flows tirelessly, the small whirlpool is like a small lotus flower of water blue, blooming on the surface of the inky blue river with some Zen feeling, there seems to be a small boat, sliding into the dust and smoke of history, sliding into the mist of parting.

It is rare to steal half a day of leisure, Secretary Chen only feels refreshed, but it is not too early, so he has to reluctantly set off to return to the county seat first.

Mu Jiayin packed up her bags and was about to go back to the Radon Spring Hotel, when Lan Qianyi suddenly came over and said a little nervously: "Miss Mu, you read a lot, can I ask you a question...... I lost my old textbook, and I forgot a few lines of a poem. ”

"Let's talk about it." Mu Jiayin agreed heartily, seeing her embarrassment.

Lan Qianyi was still nervous, his delicate face was red and rich, and when he saw that there was no one left and right, he pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered: "I only remember the last two sentences...... If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight......"

"Oh, that's Mr. Qin Guan's "Queqiao Immortal", wait, I'll write it down for you to see."

Mu Jiayin took out a pair of pen and paper from the car, and while writing by hand, he read eloquently: "The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark." As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge, if the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight. ”

Lan Qianyi stared at it with wide eyes and said softly, "Is this the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" ”

Mu Jiayin said with a smile: "Yes, this is the best work in the Aria Tanabata, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl." Qianyi, which sentence do you think is the most touching in this poem? ”

Lan Qianyi tilted his little head and thought about it, and replied: "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight...... At that time, the teacher said that it was the finishing touch. ”

"That's right."

Mu Jiayin pulled the silk hair that was blown away by the evening breeze, and there seemed to be a trace of feeling in an instant, and said with a graceful smile on her face: "Two people like each other, and they can get along day and night, of course, it is the best thing, but unfortunately, everything is often left to people with too many choices......

Lan Qianyi seemed to understand whether he understood or not, hesitated, and said timidly: "Miss Mu, can you give me this piece of paper?" ”

"Absolutely!" Mu Jiayin tore the note paper to her, Lan Qianyi looked at the beautiful and generous poems, suddenly smiled sweetly, and carefully folded it and stuffed it into the bamboo tube she carried with her.

Mu Jiayin's bright eyes flashed, and she recalled: "I remember coming over that day, it seems that you and Qingxue and a group of girls took this thing and hung it on the banyan tree." ”

"Well, that's how we get married here." Lan Qianyi blushed and roughly explained the traditional process, and Mu Jiayin asked with interest after listening to it: "Qianyi has a sweetheart?" ”

Lan Qianyi's face couldn't help but flush, and he nodded slightly.

Mu Jiayin grabbed her shoulders and explained: "What's so embarrassing about this, since you like it, you have to muster up the courage to confess, don't let the good fate slip away, let's go, while it's not dark yet, I'll accompany you to hang the bamboo tube." ”

Ordering Guard Rong to wait in the car, Mu Jiayin pulled Lan Qianyi to the old banyan tree halfway up the mountain and assisted her in hanging the bamboo tube on the branches.

Suddenly, because Lan Qianyi's swaying branch was a little louder, causing a bamboo tube to fall from the branch, and a grunt rolled to Mu Jiayin's feet, she picked it up and looked at it twice, and caught a glimpse of the word 'leaf' engraved at the bottom of the tube, driven by curiosity, she took out the note from it, and when she opened it and saw Su Shi's "Huanxi Sha", the crescent eyebrows raised slightly, and she was silent for a while, until she heard Lan Qianyi's call, and then reassembled the bamboo tube and placed it back in place, as if nothing had happened.

The wind blew from the valley, and the pale blue dress swayed gently in the wind, and the beautiful woman under the old banyan tree looked up and gently stroked the hair next to her ears.

Future...... That's probably it, maybe there will be some small expectations, but if there are any big discrepancies, surprises, etc., probably not.

But for now, this is not something that really takes up a lot of weight in her life, she has other things to think about, to do, maybe decades later, when she comes to this green bamboo forest one day, she will suddenly remember the wind she saw one day many years ago, like years to take her somewhere, but now, everything is still abundant, and there is no need to care about many things.

It is in this kind of abundant situation that people can't feel that the Dragon Boat Festival has arrived.