After Zhang Qiang left, Ying Zhan looked back at Qian Yan: "I have something to say to you." ”

He raised his head and saw the seriousness in the man's eyes, "If you have anything to say, you can say it here." ”

Ying Zhan's eyes were deep, and he said in a low voice: "There are too many things I want to say, and there are too many people here to say." ”

The translation of this is: let's find a place where there are few people to talk well.

She didn't care, she walked straight to the front, "Then talk while walking." ”

Ying Zhan had no choice but to follow.

However, before the two could say a few words, there were many people who knew Ying Zhan along the way.

When they saw him, they either greeted him or told him about the town.

Although the people of this era are not very rich, they are in good spirits.

They have hope for the future on their faces, which is a spiritual enrichment.

Especially when they saw Ying Zhan, their faces were full of smiles.

From their respectful attitude towards Ying Zhan, it can be seen that they are very satisfied with Ying Zhan, the director.

But didn't he just return to Beizhuang Ancient Town not long ago? Why is it so popular with the masses?

When meeting people who came forward to talk, Ying Zhan was capable and low-key, not official, and very easy-going.

Moreover, he is not what she imagined.

Qian Yan thought that Ying Zhan would be very attentive, and she couldn't walk when she saw a beautiful woman.

But when he met a beautiful girl on the road, he didn't squint and didn't even look at it.

It seems that he is not as attentive as she thought he was.

However, those who greet Ying Zhan, whether male or female, as long as they talk to Ying Zhan, they will take a few serious glances.

She was embarrassed, and when no one was talking to Ying Zhan, she asked: "There are so many people in this town who know you, you take me to wander around the town, aren't you afraid of misunderstanding?" ”

Ying Zhan's footsteps paused slightly, and he continued to walk forward.

He chuckled lowly, "What are you afraid of, I'm an adult man, and I've only brought you a woman by my side, and I'm afraid that they won't be able to gossip?" ”

Besides, if it's just right, she won't be able to run away.

"......" Ying Zhan is not afraid of being a gay man, and she is afraid that it will not affect her as a lesbian, so she has to say to Ying Zhan: "Let's find a quiet place to talk." ”

She finally understood why he said that there were too many people here to speak.

After Ying Zhan said a faint "um", he stepped on the path paved with bluestone slabs with a tilting face.

They walked from the bridge to a pier where a number of awning boats were parked.

Ying Zhan found a canopy boat, and after talking to the boatman, he gave the boatman money, and then took the boatman on the boat.

The ancient town has narrow rivers, and although the canopy boats are small, they can easily navigate those rivers.

Due to the small size of the canopy boat, there was not much space in the boat except for the boatman in the bow, and Qian Yan and Ying Zhan sat facing each other.

There was a slight distance between them, and there was no other room in the ship.

After getting on the boat, the two didn't talk much.

She just looked at the scenery outside the boat.

Beizhuang Ancient Town is an ancient Jiangnan town, and almost every household has retro red lanterns hanging under the eaves.

The town has one narrow river after another, and there are many canopy boats on the river.

There are locals and tourists on the boat.

There are also some vendors, who also have boats parked on both sides, and shops are open on the boats.

There are also various stalls on the shore on both sides.

Through those quaint stone roads, retro red lanterns, mottled house walls, faded red bricks and green tiles, it seems that you can see the rings and years of this town.

Tilt Yan just sat in the boat and watched the scenery.

Ying Zhan, who was also sitting in the boat, had no time to enjoy the scenery, but was watching her.

He was thinking, it was still the ancient town of Beizhuang, and she and him were still sitting in the boat.

But the ancient town of Beizhuang has changed, and she doesn't remember the events of the previous life.

In the middle of summer, a cool breeze blows across the water, causing the lake to ripple, and a few fish bounce on the surface of the lake before sinking to the bottom again.

Facing the cool breeze and breathing in the fresh air from the quaint town, a refreshing feeling arises spontaneously.

After a long time, he opened his mouth first, "You are a doctoral student in Kyoto, and it stands to reason that the country will assign you a good job, how did you come here?" ”

"First of all, I am here, and my roots are here." Ying Zhan's tone was serious, but it was casual, "Moreover, the reform has just opened up, all kinds of waste are waiting to be revived, many economic development has not yet been opened, the folk customs are relatively simple, people's minds are gradually opening up, but they are very immature, and they are still in the stage of transition from a planned economy to a market economy, so I want to lead them to make Beizhuang Ancient Town better." ”

After hearing this, Qian Yan nodded affirmatively.

It is not ordinary people who can say such things.

It seems that Mrs. Zhang does not deceive her, this one is really ambitious.

Just when Qian Yan was thinking so, the man opposite suddenly said in a deep voice: "In addition, someone once said to me that she has always liked a small place like Beizhuang Ancient Town, and likes such a humane and fireworks ancient town. ”

Hearing this, Qian Yan was a little surprised, "What a coincidence, I like this too." ”

She looked at the scenery outside the boat, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, "It's not that other places are bad, it's just that I personally prefer small places with a human touch, you know, I went to those cities to study, work, and saw many better places than this, but I still like it the most, enjoy the slow life here."

"The river here is clear and streaming, when watching the river trickle, the heart is slowly washed by it, the heart feels comfortable, the scenery here is picturesque, flowers, grasses, insects and birds are companions, look up to see the mountains, look down is the stone, walk by the water, wander on the river, everything is quiet and beautiful."

"Of course, that's part of the reason, and the most important part is because of my grandmother, and my roots here."

Qian Yan took a deep breath, "People, when you are young, you have to go out of the mountains, and when you are old, you have to return to the mountains, although I am still young, but my grandmother is old, I have to accompany her." ”

Many people in rural areas are annoyed when they see the mountains, because the mountains are poor.

As everyone knows, how many people in the city yearn for the mountains and want to return to nature.

In fact, lucid waters and lush mountains are gold and silver mountains.

"......" Ying Zhan once again heard the woman talk about the small place of Beizhuang Ancient Town so beautifully.

Just as thousands of years ago, she also described this ancient town as a beautiful paradise away from the ordinary.

And she said these things lightly, and her words were full of the taste of idle clouds and wild cranes.

She said it was a coincidence, and she liked it too.

It's a coincidence, because that person is you, stupid.

Ying Zhan studied at Huaguo University of Political Science and Law.

Since he was an emperor in his previous life, teachers and professors said that he was very talented in politics.