Today's Wei Ping'an is no longer yesterday's Wei Ping'an.

It is difficult for the workers of 57 years to understand the general psychology of people more than 60 years later.

Wei Ping'an is the capital of this world, in the second ring road, there are people with houses with more than 100 square meters of self-reserved land.

The house is the home, the home, which represents the roots.

The wanderer sent his lovesickness to the soil of his former residence, and Wei Ping'an only thought that he had integrated into the world by getting the real estate certificate and land certificate.

With a sense of belonging, there is less subconscious wandering.

From the heart, Wei Ping'an didn't know the feeling that he was going in and out of the courtyard, from a cold and alienated state to a low-key and silent attitude.

Let some middle-of-the-road neighbors in the courtyard suddenly feel that Wei Ping'an's little guy is not rejecting people thousands of miles away, but just introverted and honest, not good at communicating with others.

The change of mind is instantaneous.

At a certain moment, I saw a small arc hanging from the corner of Wei Ping'an's mouth.

A very responsible star once said: Since I succeeded, I have been surrounded by good people.

After Wei Ping'an had his own small world, his work efficiency improved, his mood was happy, and there were more workshop workers who talked to him.

Tomorrow is a rest day.

Wei Ping'an made a pair of fishing tackle with his own hands.

Five sets of sleeve rods, spinning wheels, a folding poaza, belts cut from discarded tires bought from garages, replaced with precious linen.

The almighty fitter can do anything, and I think Wei Ping'an was also a senior fishing friend at the beginning, and he knew a lot about the structure of fishing gear.

Compared to other anglers of this era, it was like the difference between the Stark suit and the old coarse cloth clothes.

Early in the morning, Wei Ping'an went straight to Beihai with his equipment on his back.

When I arrived at the place, it was not yet eight o'clock, but the shore was densely packed with anglers occupying the pit.

Wei Ping'an misestimated the lack of entertainment in this era, and also underestimated the urgent need for non-anglers to improve their lives.

For example, the three great masters who have already stepped off the pole, Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui saw Wei Ping'an from a distance, but he didn't say hello.

The seat next to him was vacant, but it was reserved for his old buddy, and for him to occupy a seat, he could at least change two cigarettes this morning.

Moreover, he is not familiar with Wei Ping'an.

"This kid eats and drinks all day long, and finally he can't bear it."

Yan Bugui muttered firmly in his heart, seeing Wei Ping'an walking towards this side, he quickly turned his head and pretended to focus on staring at the lake.

Wei Ping'an didn't notice the three masters, he didn't care about this at all.

Because according to the choice of the fishing expert, it will not be this location at all.

At the beginning of April, it was not yet the end of spring, and the summer did not officially enter until May 6 in '57, and it is still in the middle of the spring cold.

According to the physiological habits of the fish, the sun rises in the east, and experienced anglers generally choose to fish in the west or northwest, so that the harvest will be easier.

The so-called good location of Yan Bugui's side is more from the perspective of anglers such as the environment and shade.

I don't think about the situation of the fish at all, and let those fish feel.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Wei Ping'an found a vacant lot in the northwest corner, with three or two fishing friends, the youngest of whom was also in his forties.

In terms of age, Wei Ping'an stands out.

Once you have chosen a location, you will start pouring fishing gear.

"Wow! The young man is very well equipped. ”

An old man with gray hair, his temperament is not ordinary at first glance, and he is also quite energetic, sitting more than three meters next to Wei Ping'an's chosen position, which is a close neighbor.

"Hehe, thanks to your praise, it's all my own thinking."

Who has ever seen a fifth-order fishing rod? Who has ever used a fishing reel?

It's been less than ten years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it's the first time this thing has come to the fore.

The old man watched with great interest as Wei Ping'an took all kinds of trendy equipment and equipment from his bag, and he didn't care about his fishing rod.

Wei Ping'an prepared two sets of fishing rods, considering the theory of 'spring fishing shallows do not fish deep pools', using a short fishing rod of 2.4 meters.

The reason for bringing two is to consider that it is a little cold today, and some fish may also be active in the deep water.

In case you don't get much today, use a long rod to go inside and try to hook it.

Wei Ping'an was ready, took out the homemade bait and hung it, lowered the rod with the method of raising the rod, made a bracket, and took out an iron bucket and an enamel jar from his bag.

The gray-haired old man's eyebrows couldn't help but pick.

Fishing for more than 20 years, it is the first time I have seen someone play fishing this thing so pleasantly.

Anyway, the old man had an indescribable envy in his heart.

They all use their rest time to go fishing, some people have a particularly heavy utilitarian heart, and some people enjoy a process.

The grade is not half a star.

I saw Wei Ping'an take out a small packet of jasmine tea from his pocket, and look at the packaging, it was still the new wrapping paper of the authentic Zhang Yiyuan Tea House.

Last year, Zhang Yuyuan Tea House on Huashi Street and Zhang Yiyuan Tea House on Guanyinsi Street were revoked, and Zhang Yiyuan Wenji Tea House in Dashilar was renamed Zhang Yiyuan Tea House, using this kind of wrapping paper.

One dollar and a small packet, the price is still secondary, the main thing is the card, reflecting the exquisiteness of the tea ceremony.

The iron bucket style is Wei Ping'an's self-made outdoor thermos bucket, the shell is the self-display of the fitter's skills, and the core is the 314 stainless steel thermos cup liner exchanged for points......

"Young man, you're really particular about what you have here, why haven't I seen you fishing here before?"

"This is also just freeing up my hands, and I used to be busy with three buckets of rice at home, how can I have the energy to satisfy my personal hobbies."

"Oh? Can you hobby now? ”

"Yes, this doesn't basically solve the problem of food and clothing, people should also combine work and rest when they live, so they simply take advantage of the rest day to go out fishing and relax."

The old man saw that Wei Ping'an was also talkative, so he became interested, and simply moved to Wei Ping'an's side, the two were not far apart, and he could hand over a cigarette with his hand.

"Sir, you are also a master, much higher than those people."

Those people are people who are sitting in the open and comfortable fishing area on the opposite side, and there are tree roots sitting against them.

It is also mixed with the three great masters Yan Bugui.

After sitting down, Wei Ping'an aimed at him.

The reason why I opened my mouth to praise was because I took other people's cigarettes, at least a few compliments.

This is not just a nonsense.

In the wide river channel, fish like to move in narrow places, Wei Ping'an chose this place is a deep and narrow place, and the old man fishes here, naturally following the habits of the fish.

Wei Ping'an took the old man's handover and turned out to be Zhonghua.

Although it is not impossible to buy this cigarette on the market, it is expensive and scarce, and it is easy to find the goods.

What the old man handed over was far more orthodox than Wei Ping'an's points exchanged for those white China, black China, and jade China.

The key is that the cigarettes exchanged by Wei Ping'an all have filters, and he doesn't dare to take them out and smoke them casually.

"Haha, it's interesting, you kid has a slippery head, this is even boasting about yourself."

The old man grinned, not caring at all, but a little self-familiar.

As soon as Wei Ping'an was about to speak, he felt that a fish had bitten the hook.

Flying fish pays attention to one go, if you pause too much, let the fish stir up the fish nest, and it is not friendly to the people around you who are fishing behind you.

"Luckily, it's pretty big."

Wei Ping'an said self-deprecatingly, his subordinates were not slow, and took off the fish and re-hung the bait and lowered the rod.

Skilled doesn't look like a twenty-year-old young man.

The old man remembered that his grandchildren were probably still playing the game of "gang war" at the moment, and he felt that he was not as stable and old as the kid in front of him.

The two chatted while fishing, and they became familiar with each other in one morning.

It may be because Wei Ping'an's bait is sufficient, the old man has raised the rod many times and caught three fish, one large and two small, and the results are barely strong.

Wei Ping'an retracted the rod again and again, seven or eight harvests, and the smallest one was the size of a palm.

"Okay, I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll go first. We'll talk again next week. ”

"Okay, Comrade Lao Wu, you go slowly, I won't send it."

The old man's name is Wu Jianguo, and he laughs at himself as a big-headed soldier.

Wei Ping'an didn't believe it, just that bearing, that talking, and time to fish, and there were orderly soldiers to help pack up things and come to the little jeep to pick him up.

Call this a big-headed soldier? We're people who went to high school.

It's just that Wei Ping'an doesn't climb the dragon and the phoenix, he is at peace with what he encounters, just fishing friends with common interests and hobbies.

In the previous life, there were many fishing friends from three religions and nine streams, as long as they could talk, Wei Ping'an, the CEO of a listed group, didn't he also have friends who were chefs in food stalls.

Hobbies are just hobbies, pay attention to fate.

That's all.