"If you ask me to evaluate, give a word that sounds similar to his words." Chen Zihan finished speaking, grinning.
After thinking about it, Lu Ruorong also understood what Chen Zihan wanted to express.
At the moment he smiled and nodded, "How come I think it's almost the same?"
Chen Zihan didn't say much about this topic, and took Lu Ruorong into his arms, quietly looking at Yanxi in the night.
After coming out with Lu Ruorong, he muted the phone.
No matter who calls or sends messages, he ignores them.
Of course, he is also afraid of missing things, so he will take the time to look at his phone secretly.
When the two of them sat and felt the tranquility of the night, Chen Zihan's cell phone was not noisy, and Lu Ruorong's cell phone rang twice from time to time.
Li Siqing sent her several messages, and Lu Ruorong also replied.
Lu Qinglan also sent a message and asked her where Chen Zihan had died, but she didn't reply when she sent him the message.
"Maybe his cell phone is out of power!" Lu Ruorong also covered up for Chen Zihan.
She did not tell Lu Qinglan that she and Chen Zihan came to play in Xikou.
In the afternoon and evening, Chen Zihan's performance was quite satisfactory to her.
The two didn't stay outside for much, and they went back to the hotel after eight o'clock.
Because of Lu Ruorong's scruples and the inconvenience, they don't have much chance to get intimacy in normal times.
Chen Zihan will certainly not miss any chance.
For young people in their twenties, dry firewood can easily ignite.
After burning several times, both of them fell asleep contentedly.
When I woke up the next day, it was already dawn.
After a simple breakfast, the two went to visit the scenic spots in the town.
Xikou Town is not big.
Most people go to Xikou and enter from Wulingmen.
There is the word "Wuling" on both sides of the gate of Wuling Gate. The outside is written by Yu Youren, and the inside is written by Chiang Kai-shek.
Sanli Old Street after entering Wuling Gate is the hometown where Lao Jiang, Xiao Jiang and his son grew up.
There are small houses and Wenchang Pavilion on the left hand side of Wuling Gate.
"Small Western House", formerly known as "Han Zhai", was built near the Yan River. It has a flat-topped building with a backing of Wushan Mountain and is connected to the Wenchang Pavilion by an open-air corridor.
There is a Qishui Bridge in Wenchang.
The Qishui Bridge is erected on two crab-claw-shaped rocks, and the water under the bridge is clear and there are countless fish.
"The water of Bitan Lake is shining, and I have a golden forest; why there is a marsh in Xiqi, and I will treat people to swim by the puddle." When Chen Zihan took Lu Ruorong's hand and stood on the Qishui Bridge, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. : "This place is really a treasure of geomantic omen. It is true that one side of the water and soil raises the other side."
"The scenery of Xikou is really good, it's a very exquisite town!" Lu Ruorong couldn't help but admire, "Yanxi is surrounded by green waters and the town, Wuling head is abrupt, even more impressive. If there is a small residence in Linxi , There is a courtyard, it really has the taste of the countryside in Tao Qian's writings."
"If you have some ideas, you can try, maybe someone will satisfy your wishes!" Chen Zihan smiled very thiefly.
"Forget it!" Lu Ruorong shook his head, "I am destined not to belong here. I have a chance in the future, it is better to find a secluded residence by the West Lake."
"That's right!" Chen Zihan nodded, "I work hard to make money, and I will try to buy an old house with a vintage on the West Lake."
"Then you work hard to make money. When you buy the house, invite us to sit at your house and enjoy tea near the lake. The taste should be pretty good!"
Chen Zihan stretched out his hand and squeezed Lu Ruorong, and said with a smile: "Should it not be you, the hostess, who served tea to other guests
Lu Ruorong didn't answer Chen Zihan's words, but rolled his eyes.
The two slowly toured several scenic spots near Wulingtou, and Chen Zihan also helped Lu Ruorong to take a lot of photos.
Near the small western-style house and Wenchang Pavilion, there is a stele of "Blood Washing Blood" written by Xiao Jiang.
Chen Zihan also told Lu Ruorong about the origin of this stone tablet.
When a Japanese plane bombed Xikou, the old Jiang Yuan and Mao Fumei escaped the raid and died under the short wall of the back door when they fled to the Mohe Temple of the Zumiao Temple.
Xiao Jiang hurried back from Jiangxi to pay homage to his mother when he learned about it. He vowed to avenge the murder of his mother and wrote the words "wash blood with blood" by hand.
After the Japanese invaded Xikou, the stone was taken away.
After the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan, later generations copied a stone tablet.
"This monument is not written by Xiao Jiang!" After listening to Chen Zihan's introduction, Lu Ruorong couldn't help sighing slightly.
I don't know if she sighed about Mao's death, or sighed that the original stone stele was missing, or something else.
Afterwards, the two went to Feng Hao, the former residence of Lao Jiang.
Feng Hao House was expanded on the basis of an ancestral house after Lao Jiang's fortune.
This is a well-deserved garden in the south of the Yangtze River, with a dazzling array of carved beams and paintings, full of folk art flavor.
Nearby is Yutai Salt Shop, the birthplace of Lao Jiang.
Maha Temple is the ancestral temple of the Jiang family.
Chen Zihan and Lu Ruorong also followed other tourists. After visiting the Yutai Salt Shop, they went to Maha Hall.
When the two of them visited, they didn't just watch the flowers, but watched them carefully.
Lu Ruorong doesn't know much about Xikou. Relatively speaking, Chen Zihan, who is also a native of Zhijiang, knows a lot more about Lao Jiang and his hometown.
While playing all the way, he and Lu Ruorong have been discussing with Lao Jiang, Xiao Jiang and the history of their era.
What surprised both of them was that they had almost the same views on these events.
"What a hero sees is the same!" Chen Zihan laughed.
Lu Ruorong also smiled happily.
After playing all the scenic spots in the town, Chen Zihan took Lu Ruorong and took a bamboo raft to visit Yanxi.
The two wrapped a bamboo raft, brought some fruits and snacks, and sat lazily on the chairs, watching the scenery on both sides of the lake, and listening to the boatman who supported the bamboo raft telling anecdotes about Xikou.
"Take me out to play more in the future!" Lu Ruorong shook Chen Zihan's hand and said with a smile, "Why do you have to go to Jiangnan to study in Jiang Province?"
"When will I take you to Yan** Mountain," Chen Zihan agreed with a smile, "How about going to Nanxi River, Zhujiajian, Xiangshan, Qiandao Lake during summer vacation?"
"Yes!" Lu Ruorong agreed and was refreshed, "Anyway, you have a car now, so it's very convenient to go wherever you want."
"Just use photos to record our youth and our romantic journey!" Chen Zihan said with a smile: "I will definitely accompany you to play all over the province of Jiangxi, the whole Jiangnan. If we have time, we will go further, Go to Qinghai Lake to see rape blossoms, to Tibet to see the snow-capped mountains, and then to the northern Xinjiang to climb the Tianshan Mountains."
Lu Ruorong snorted, "Don't patronize and promise, you first think about it, do you have time and energy to play with me in the future!"
"What I promised, I will definitely do it!"
Seeing how affectionate the two are, the middle-aged boatman holding the bamboo platoon couldn't help but joked about them.
They are really handsome, and they are very good-matched. They are probably the most beautiful couple in Xikou Town today.
If seen by the person in charge here, they might be invited to be tourism ambassadors!
Chen Zihan heard it and listened proudly: "Of course my wife is beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. No one can compare with him!"
Lu Ruorong blushed immediately, and it happened that the bamboo raft reached the shore. She grabbed Chen Zihan and ran to the shore, blaming as she walked along.
"Is there a cheeky like you? I'm ashamed to want to jump into the river!"
Although she said that, she was happy in her heart.
The depression that was born before has also disappeared because of today's play and Chen Zihan's words just now. (End of this chapter)