Real World, March 18, 2012, Niuhua Town. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On this day, it was a rare sunny day.

In the early morning, the sun hangs high, exudes a gentle breath, falls on the earth, in the green forest, among the flowers and plants, in the morning dew, lingering around the students of Niuhua High School, there are a faint rays of colored light.

In front of the corridor fence outside the classroom of the sixth class of the third class of Zhiyuan Building.

Standing there comfortably, facing the gentle light of the sun in the sky, the campus scene in his eyes was not only full of surging vitality, but also the atmosphere of youth and vitality permeated the entire campus, which made him feel good and couldn't help grinning.

"It was a great day."

muttered, An Yi sensed that someone was coming around and turned his head to look.

What caught her eye was Qin Yuhan, who was wearing two thin coats, pigtails, a little loli figure, and a cute face, she looked at comfort, and then turned her head to look not far away, I don't know what she was looking at, and two seconds later, she asked.

"Is there anything to see here? It's been almost three years, and you haven't seen enough? ”

"Well, I haven't seen enough, I always feel like I've seen too little."

"Too little?" Qin Yuhan didn't know why, and looked at An Yi suspiciously.

"Yes, it's because I'm about to graduate that I want to see more, and I won't have a chance to come in and have a look again in the future."

"This is you, if it's me, I'm too lazy to watch, I'm tired of watching, every day is the same, boring."

"And what do you want to see?" An Yi turned his head and asked with a smile.

"I don't want to see anything, I just feel that after watching it for a long time, I don't want to watch it." Qin Yuhan seemed to have something on his mind, and his tone was a little negative.

An Yi looked at her like this, and didn't know what to say, so he withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the Tranquility Building along the steps.

After a while.

"How are you and Liang Xiaoxin?"

"Huh?" An Yi was confused and stunned by Qin Yuhan's question, and only reacted after a second.

"Oh, it's not good."

"Aren't you on good terms? You see, before she graduated, she gave you all her study materials, didn't she just want you to be admitted to a university, and you didn't think about going further? ”

"No, it's just good friends."

"I don't believe in pure friendship between men and women."

"Ahem, if you don't believe it, I don't have anything to say."

"You don't want to be her boyfriend?"

An Yi felt a little pressed by Qin Yuhan step by step, and was silent for two seconds before slowly replying.

"I can't do it."

"How can't you do it? Confession, I don't understand this? ”

"She has a boyfriend."

"Huh? Oh, forget it if you have a boyfriend, what I hate the most is that others dig into the wall and do unseemly things. So that's what you think, I see what you mean. ”

An Yi was a little embarrassed by Qin Yuhan, and hurriedly changed the topic.

"I haven't read much of the materials she sent me, and you know, I don't have the heart to study at all."

Qin Yuhan saw that he was comfortable and changed the topic, but he didn't ask any questions.

"You don't have the heart to study, but you have a good foundation, you can bring it up at any time if you want to learn, unlike me, you can't learn if you want to."

Hearing Qin Yuhan's words, his feelings were worried about this, and he was at ease.

"It's okay, if you work hard, you can still be admitted to university."

"Yes, now the university, as long as you pay the money, you can go to it, I don't want to go to this kind of university."

"So what else do you want to go to? It's easier to get a job and go to university, get a diploma, and find a job. ”

"What about you, what college do you want to go to?"

"I didn't think about going to college, I didn't want to go to high school after junior high school, but I was admitted and came. Now, it's impossible to get in, and like you, the university you pay to attend is not considered. ”

The two talked, time passed slowly, and the class bell rang in the blink of an eye.

"Dingding......

"Let's go, it's time for class."

After speaking, An Yi hurriedly ran into the classroom.

This class is a chemistry class, and Principal Zeng is explaining the test papers of yesterday's exam on the podium.

On the seat, he sometimes looked at the board book on the blackboard, and sometimes looked at the sketchbook and test papers in a daze.

In a daze, time passed slowly, and in the last minute, suddenly, everything in the entire classroom was still, and a wave of water rippled in the classroom, filled with a wisp of deep blue color.

A ripple flickered, and inside, the figure of the ghost python walked out.

"Boy, the old man has come to see you." After the python walked out, he looked at the comfort that got up and looked at him, and said with a smile.

"Seniors are here, but is there something wrong?" An Yi clenched his fists and asked.

"Something's true."

The python said, taking a step forward, coming to An Yi and looking at him.

"You don't feel the weirdness around here?"

Listening to the words of the python, he was stunned for a moment, and then he exuded his breath and sensed it.

"No?"

Seeing An Yi like this, listening to his answer, the python shook his head.

"It seems that it is necessary for you to open the five links."

"Five links? Wutong Bridge? Listening to the words of the python, he looked at him with a blank look.

"Come with me."

The ghost python didn't explain, but waved his hand, and a faint blue light rippled out, enveloping him and Anyi, and in a flash, the two disappeared.

Wutong Bridge, a small city with a short history but rich in salt industry, can be traced back to the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago, and now it exists quietly in a corner of the real world.

At this moment, on the various roads of Wutong Bridge to and from other sides, vehicles are flowing endlessly, high-rise buildings can be seen everywhere, and there are three giant chemical companies competing along the coast.

In the sky, there were water ripples rippling out, and inside, there were hidden pythons and comfortable figures, and around the two of them, there were water ripples, making it impossible for ordinary people to find them.

Looking at the scene below, An Yi looked at the python suspiciously.

"Do you know the origin of the name of Wutong Bridge?"

Hearing the python's question, An Yi thought about it.

"I remember, it seems that there are five bridges, an old bridge, a Jianxi bridge, a Siwangguan bridge, a pontoon bridge, and a Yongqi River bridge."

Listening to An Yi's answer, the old face of the python smiled faintly, and muttered a word that Yi Yi couldn't hear.

"Yes. That's all I remember. ”

Looking at the python, it seemed to have a look of reminiscence, and An Yi did not disturb.

Half a day.

The python came back to his senses and looked at Anyi, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Now, I'll take you back to forty years ago, so you can take a good look and feel what it was like back then."

After that, the glimmer of light in the eyes of the ghost python suddenly brightened, turning into a dark blue rainbow, which burst out in an instant, enveloping comfort.

In a trance, An Yiyi, dressed in gray and white cloth, opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat strange and familiar scene in front of him.

What catches the eye is the towering wooden buildings on the ground below, and the bustling people of forty years ago.

These wooden buildings are derricks for salting, also known as overhead cranes.

The derrick is tens of meters high, straight to the clouds, there is a big roulette below, the derrick is all made of logs, it looks quite spectacular under the blue sky and white clouds, it can be said that they are one of the oldest industrial heritages of China.

Among them, there is a salt well called Mandarin Duck Well, which is two wells, a total of one rope to draw water, one up and down.

The two wells are far apart, and thick bamboo ropes are hung from the air, and in the middle is a cowhouse, which is pulled by oxen.

The well is a hole with a thick mouth of the vegetable bowl, about dozens of zhang to a mile deep, and you can see the bamboo rope going down to the hole, and the big wheel on it keeps turning.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, I saw the bamboo rope rise, and it rose for a long time, at this time, the person who was guarding the side knew that it was coming, so he pulled the bell rope and informed the people on the other side, so the wheel turned slower.

Sure enough, after a while, the bamboo tube hung up, kept rising, and rushed to the pipe on the top, about five or six zhang long.

When the bottom of the cylinder came out, the guards moved it to a shallow semicircular stone trough, pulled the plug, and the salt water poured out.

The pressure on it was high, so it poured out quickly, and the sound of the water shook and foamed all over the ground.

There are bamboo pipes in the stone trough that flow all the way to the house where the salt is boiled.

Seeing this, the thunder flashing in the eyes of An Yi in the sky slowly dissipated, and he fell into front of the middle-aged man who was wearing a brown coat and had many holes on his body.

"Uncle, these salt wells, I'm afraid they are some years old."

Looking at An Yi in front of him, who was dressed in a clean gray and white cloth clothes, the middle-aged man thought that An Yi was a student from a school who came here to collect style, so he replied very enthusiastically.

"This is the oldest salt well, hundreds of years old."

"If you look around here again, there are salt wells along the road, and the latest style has a brown roof on it, and the salt water stays through the brown roof and becomes denser. The salty water is salty. ”

"If you look at these pipes that transport brine, these are all made of bamboo, called poles. Nanzhu is the kind of big bamboo with a thick bowl mouth, and then one by one, all the way to the stove room where the salt is fried, and the distance is more than ten kilometers long, and it takes hundreds of Nanzhu to connect it. ”

"You see that we have so many salt wells in Wutong Bridge, scattered everywhere, everywhere. The rods that need to be replaced every year alone will cost tens of thousands, which is comparable to a forest! ”

"Well, as you know, this pole is made of bamboo, so it's easy to break and leak. Pipe bursts happen from time to time on the way. However, the brine splashed very high, and those people walking on the road, although they "suffered", they also became a street scene of our Wutong Bridge. ”

enthusiastically introduced these well-known situations for An Yi, and the middle-aged uncle's face was more or less proud.

"Thank you, uncle, I know, I'll go somewhere else."

An Yi waved goodbye to the middle-aged man and came to a bluestone-paved path, on both sides of the path, there are low brick houses, which look very old.

At this time, not far from the front of Anyi, there were two little boys who actually took off their pants and peed on the street.

"Shame, shame!" In a brick house, a little girl's shy voice was heard.

"The pole is bursting! Boom! At the end of the other house, a little boy screamed.

I don't know if the little boy's shout made the two little boys peeing on the street feel a little ashamed, or if the words of "boom" in the shouting had a deterrent effect, the two little boys suddenly lifted their pants and ran into the house.

Looking at this scene, An Yi shook his head and smiled.

However, after An Yi smiled, there were ripples echoing, as if he had come to another place in one step.

Here, it is still the Wutong Bridge.

Walk slowly down an old street, along which the banyan trees are leafy, and the old houses are hidden.

If you look at it from a photographic perspective, every angle can be beautiful.

The style of the ancient town and the natural landscape complement each other, which is enough to make every passer-by wander in the beautiful scenery.

Walking and walking, looking at the flowing Minjiang River, looking at the rafts along the river, looking at the evergreen banyan trees along the river, looking at the bluestone paved streets, looking at the people coming and going on the streets, looking at the side of the road, as he walked slowly, the gradually changing scene, An Yi didn't know why, and there was melancholy and loss in his heart.

After a pause, there were water ripples rippling out in An Yi's eyes, and slowly, in An Yi's eyes, the houses on the side of the road became high-rise buildings and shops.

"It's changed."

At this moment, as if time had been taken away, the past, the prosperity, the bustling people, and the rafts along the river were gone.

Blowing in the face is the bubble Mercury in the tide of commerce.

All that was left were the banyan trees, the river, and the stone bridge.

They have seen and hidden all this, and they do not say a word, like keepers of time, allowing the stars to move and the seasons to change.

And the past of this small city makes people feel a little trance.

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