Small bridges, flowing water, people.

But with this view, people think that this is a paradise suitable for seclusion.

But the problem is that this is not a paradise, this is just a courtyard located on the outskirts of Yanjing, and the scenery of this paradise is also made by manpower.

"Uncle Bao, Junli is getting married?" Zheng Wuming sat at the stone table in the pavilion, took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for the old man opposite, and said.

"yes." The old man carefully picked up the teacup, blew it gently, took a sip, and said. "Time flows, and in the blink of an eye, we're old, you're all grown up—it's just that why haven't you landed yet?"

"What's the whereabouts?" Zheng Wuming asked with a smile.

"Home." The old man looked at Zheng Wuming and said. "The Zheng family has fallen, you have not fallen, but, your surname is Zheng, you have to let the Zheng family stand up."

"I'm doing that." Zheng Wuming said.

"It's not enough." The old man shook his head. "Do you know what home is?"

Zheng Wuming was speechless for a while, yes, he couldn't make a complete definition of home. If I had to say, according to the dictionary interpretation, it means family, clan, family name, homeland, and family - but this is still not comprehensive.

"Only when there is a house is called home, only when there is a house is called home, only when there is a wife is called home, and only when there are children is called home." The old man sipped his tea and said. "The Zheng family is thin, and now you are the only seedling left - what you have to do now is to think about how to make the Zheng family stand up, but the most important thing is how to make the Zheng family stand for a hundred years or even a thousand years."

"It's time for you to start a family, too." Said. "I think he will be very happy if the old man has knowledge."

Zheng Wuming bowed his head and was silent, playing with the teacup in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he raised his head and looked at the old man and asked. "Uncle Bao, you just asked me what home is, so do you know what love is?"

"Love?" The old man was visibly stunned, then shook his head. "I don't understand."

"But I understand." Zheng Wuming said with a smile. "Uncle Bao, your generation, I think, I don't even see the bride's face before you get married, right?"

"yes." The old man laughed softly, as if reminiscing. "When I got married to Junli's mother, I really hadn't even seen each other - I hadn't seen each other before, I didn't know how tall or short, I didn't know how beautiful or ugly I was, and I didn't see it until I got married and entered the cave room."

"yes, times are different." Zheng Wuming nodded. "In this era, the emphasis is on the freedom of marriage and the autonomy of love - in the past, it was mainly about living, but now it is mainly about love, in this era, love love, without love, where does love come from?"

"Uncle Bao." Zheng Wuming looked at the old man and asked. "What if, I mean, were to take you back thirty years, from a modern perspective, what would you choose?"

The old man was silent for a long time before speaking. "Maybe I'll be like you."

"You see, that's what you chose." Zheng Wuming said with a smile.

"You." The old man shook his head helplessly. "Is a married woman worth caring so much about?"

"It's worth it." Zheng Wuming nodded firmly. "Some people say that they would rather marry someone who loves you than someone you love - but everything has two sides, and it is okay to say it right and say it again."

"I really don't understand you young people." The old man shook his head.

At this moment, a servant trotted over, looked at the old man and said. "Master, a guest is coming, saying that he wants to see Mr. Zheng."

"Guest?" The old man was stunned, and then looked at Zheng Wuming. "Does anyone else know you live here?"

"Nope." Zheng Wuming shook his head, looked at the servant and asked. "Who is it?"

"It's a man and a woman." The maid said. "The man said his surname was Yan, and the woman didn't speak, but he said you would meet him."

"The surname is Yan." Zheng Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up. "Indeed, I am going to meet him, and invite them in." ――

It's still a small bridge and flowing water, and it's still a rockery pavilion fragrant tea, but the people have changed.

The old man also left after the servant left, and when Yan Murong and the silver fox came to the pavilion, Zheng Wuming was the only one sitting there, drinking tea, while looking at the rippling pool water blown by the breeze, and from time to time he took out a handful of fish food from the plastic bag on the table and sprinkled it into the water, watching a group of koi fish desperately scramble.

"Zheng Dashao is very interested." Yan Murong sat down directly, grabbed an upside-down cup from the tea tray, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and nodded. "Not bad, authentic Autumn Rain Longjing."

"I just love watching them fight." Zheng Wuhuan pointed to the school of fish that had gradually dispersed, grabbed a handful of fish food and threw it in, and then, the group of koi fish rushed up again, and the pond suddenly rippled.

Once, twice, three times.

When Zheng Wuming threw down the fish food for the fourth time, this kind of snatching did not happen again, and the fish food gradually sank to the bottom after splashing countless splashes on the water surface.

"See? Any idea why they don't eat it? Zheng Wuming patted the crumbs on his hands, looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"Because they are full." Yan Murong said. He felt that Zheng Wuming's question was very idiotic, even if these fish had no thoughts, but at least they knew that they were hungry, who would kill themselves if they were fine?

"yes, because they're full." Zheng Wuming nodded and said. "Also, because they are domestic fish, they are used to being fed by others -- the ass determines the thinking, and he thinks what he thinks about where he is. The same goes for the fish, they were kept in this pond when they were still seedlings, and they have become accustomed to being fed food at regular times, and they know that even if they don't eat this meal, they will be full the next meal, so when they are full, they will not go to coax again. ”

"But wild fish are different." Zheng Wuming continued. "Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat dried shrimp, they don't know when they will be able to eat dried shrimp, and they don't know when they will be eaten by big fish, so they grab it endlessly, even if they risk dying, they have to swallow all the food."

"Are you a domestic fish or a wild fish?" Yan Murong asked with a smile. If he can't hear such an obvious hint again, then he is really stupid.

"I'm not a fish." Zheng Wuming smiled. "I'm a fisherman."

"You're a fisherman?"

"Yes, I'm a fisherman, a fisherman who specializes in fishing." Zheng Wuming nodded. "Whether it's a domestic fish or a wild fish, the only thing they have in common is that they are greedy."

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Yan Murong suddenly lined up his hands and said with a smile. "Zheng Wuming, I want to ask you a question."

"Just ask." Zheng Wuming nodded in agreement.

"Is it true that if you die once, your skin will become thicker and thicker?"