Chapter 382 Listen, the voice of the times (2)

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 Although BJ is the capital, the most crowded places are the city, suburbs, outer suburbs, and rural areas are also inaccessible. Especially after arriving at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, there are rugged rocks, lush vegetation, and gurgling streams. You can occasionally see shepherds, just like other places in the country.

There is no difference in local rural areas.

Although Wang Ai ordered not to do any work today when he came out of home, and even borrowed fishing gear and picnic tools from the guards, after getting in the car, in front of a pile of newspapers handed over by Shi Wenjun, Wang Ai still chose

Lowered his head.

Look, no one can die.

All the major newspapers published today published the news of yesterday's meeting of the men's and women's football teams on important pages. Among them, the Global Times also quoted the "Sports Weekly" evaluation of Wang Ai's "Grand Golden Grand Slam" after the Chinese team won the championship yesterday.

Quote. "Sports Weekly" cited Wang Ai's support for the Asian Golden Globe Awards to be launched at the end of the year, and "Global" cited it because Wang Ai's Football Grand Slam + Grand Slam + Golden Slam is really too great.

Xuanhe.

Foreign media have kept a low profile on this for various reasons, and the domestic media cannot be silent at all. Although this thing is not a formal honor at all and is worse than the first place in the Champions League's total goals, it is enough to make the Chinese people proud if they can really accumulate these.

Universal always likes to be excited, so that’s what it said.

As for other mainstream media, such as Renri and Guangming, they have not said this, nor have they highlighted Wang Ai himself.

"Are you disappointed?" Sitting in the big van, Shi Wenjun was still feeling angry in the morning.

"Why are you disappointed? This is good." Wang Ai calmly put down the newspaper and looked out the window: "Anyway, the things are real, how to say it, how to evaluate it is secondary. In another hundred years, these will still be these, evaluation?

, then the order may be changed overnight.”

Shi Wenjun stared at Wang Ai speechlessly for a few seconds, then punched Wang Ai a few more times, and finally felt relieved.

Of course, the main reason is that this picnic + outing took two large vans, and the children were in the latter one.

The person leading the way was Yan Zhu. He had served as a soldier in Yanshan and was familiar with this area. Otherwise, Wang Ai would not have dared to break in. Just as Shi Wenjun and Wang Ai continued to discuss the issue of free fighting,

He parked the car on the dirt road: "We've arrived."

Wang Ai and his family got out of the car one after another. The valley was quiet, with running water below and jungle above... There was no village in front of it or a shop in the back! Anyway, it was such a place that no one in the mountains even looked at, but city people still looked at it quite beautifully, especially

It's someone like Wang Ai.

When he got out of the car, he put his hands to his mouth and roared in the direction of the valley.

Wang Sheng followed suit and Wang Zhonghua followed suit. Wang Hongzhuang looked around and followed suit.

Shi Wenjun was speechless and Huang Xin was speechless. Xu Qinglian came up and patted Wang Ai's chest: "Is your lung capacity good?"

"There is a small reservoir over there. There are not many fish, but I don't care. You can fish and play." Yan Zhu introduced: "Look at the creek at your feet. In fact, it is not small when the water is flowing, so it is full of pebbles. As long as

Just be careful and you'll be fine."

The women who specially wore flat shoes nodded in agreement. When we were young, we were all ordinary people and were not squeamish. The children also crawled around all day and were very lively. So in Yanzhu, Liu Liang and as many as sixteen people

Under the arrangement of the security personnel, everyone finally left the car and walked into the mountains and forests.

Gu Ning

At the beginning, Wenjun and Huang Xin were still supervising the children, but later they forgot to play. Shi Wenjun said what kind of wild vegetable is this, what kind of wild vegetable is that, and Huang Xin happily found a yellow one.

Nightshade fruit, I said it was my favorite when I was a kid.

I ate it myself and gave it to the children, so the children went to the creek to watch and catch fish, and they couldn't care less when half of their bodies were covered with water.

The guards also relaxed, especially when there were mostly female guards, and the atmosphere became lively very quickly. If it weren't for the limitations, I would have liked to take a bath like the Seven Fairies.

Wang Ai, accompanied by Yan Zhu, carried the fishing rod leisurely and walked out for about a hundred meters, and saw a green, square small reservoir with a surface area of ​​three or four acres embedded in the mountains. According to Yan

Zhu said that in drought years, some water can be released to quench the thirst of the crops downstream. In flood years, some water can be stored to prepare the downstream crops. It was built in the 1960s and is not of much use today, but it is not abandoned.

It's so deserted, and it's all built with big rocks, so there's no need to worry about damage.

I just don’t know how big the fish is inside. The shepherd who herds the sheep passes by every day and asks the sheep to drink water. They shouldn’t have arrived yet.

Wang Ai listened to Yan Zhu's introduction, with a smile on his face, he walked to the edge of the reservoir step by step, found a big rock and sat down: "The mountain breeze is so cool. At home, there is a layer of heat on the surface of the body, just like a microwave oven."

Like. Hey, there’s still sand here.”

Yan Zhu smiled and nodded, sitting next to Wang Ai: "This used to be a river, but it was wider, flatter, and slower, so the sand from the upper reaches washed up here and stayed here."

"How deep is it inside?" Wang Ai pointed to the center of the water.

"About four meters. The water is holding up, and the middle of the river is still quite deep."

Wang Ai looked at Yan Zhu: "I don't want to go into the water. You don't have to scare me. Judging from the degree of crushing of the sand, there must be a lot of siltation in the central area. You said it has been abandoned for many years."

Yan Zhu chuckled: "Are you fishing? Look, the fish are jumping up on the water."

"Fishing!" Wang Ai finally got interested, but he didn't know how to fish. Fortunately, Liu Liang came with him, and he knew how.

They made a nest, baited the bait, and set the hook. None of them said that they must catch the fish. Even if they caught it, they would not necessarily eat it. The small ones would definitely have to be put back. So they did not waste time talking, chatting in the mountain breeze.

Let the white clouds linger.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the children cried out that they were hungry. Wang Ai put the pole away and put it aside. He turned around and walked a few steps. He saw that the women had already put away the picnic cloth and picnic chairs. They also brought a large amount of bread, milk, and ham from home.

, candied fruits, and a dazzling array of fruits, making the two small crucian carp in Wang Ai's hand particularly shabby.

"These are good days." Wang Ai sighed, turned around and raised his hand, and two small crucian carps flew through the air and landed on the quiet water with a splash.

Except for children's food, Wang Ai's family and the guards ate the same food. Looking at his two sons who were half covered with mud or water, Wang Ai was very happy: "Well, the world is vast and there is a lot to do. This free countryside is better than

The grid in BJ City is comfortable.”

Of course the two sons were confused, but it didn't stop them from understanding that their father was not angry because they had soiled their clothes, so one came up to show off the small fish he caught to his father, and the other showed off the wild vegetables he found to his father, and they insisted on asking for it.

Let dad try it.

Just when he was overwhelmed, the only black mobile phone he brought with him today rang. Wang Ai hurriedly took the opportunity to escape: "Hey, oh, Brother Duan, me? I'm on vacation, where? Miyun."


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