"How's it going?" As soon as Wang An came back, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Of course this kid is telling the truth!" The old man glared at him.
"To be honest, I think it's quite embarrassing. People may not like me."
"Why?" The old man was stunned after hearing this.
"The outlook on life is different."
"What's your outlook on life?" the old man asked.
"To put it simply, people have different ideas. I like the pastoral scenery of mountain villages, while she yearns for the prosperous life in the city."
"What does this mean? There are two people in this world who have exactly the same ideas. If you contact them again, the boys have to be more proactive. You are from the same village and you are both in Hu'an City.
You have to take good care of such a close relationship.
I'm talking to you, put down that tattered book in your hand, you're so young, what Buddhist scriptures are you reading? You don't want to become a monk, right?"
"No, I'm just taking a look." Wang An smiled and put away the book.
"You should keep in touch with them and go back to Hu'an together after the Chinese New Year."
"Well, okay, I'll try my best." Wang An nodded.
On the street in the village, the wind and snow were still blowing. Two women were walking from south to north on the snow.
"Xiaojie, what do you think of that young man?" the matchmaker woman asked Zhang Huajie.
"Let's talk about it some more." Zhang Huajie didn't stop talking.
She was full of expectations when she arrived, and she felt very comfortable when she saw him in person. However, her appearance matched or exceeded her expectations. She was not very handsome, but she had a very special temperament about her.
We haven't seen each other for several years, and we have changed a lot.
But she didn't quite agree with the other person's outlook on life. This age was the best time in life, and one should be full of energy, but she couldn't feel that kind of high-spirited mental state in the other person.
On the contrary, he is a middle-aged man who wants to have his edges smoothed by reality.
"Yes, let's talk about it again. I think that young man is pretty good."
The role of a matchmaker is to set up bridges and try to find a match in the middle. Whether it succeeds or not depends on the fate of the two people.
The snow continued to fall until noon, and instead of stopping, it got heavier and heavier.
Wang An went out again in the afternoon and went up the mountain.
Come to a secret practice location and continue practicing in the mountains,
Pulling the millstone, practicing Vajra Zen Palm, plum blossom pile.
"When you lift the millstone 200 times, your body strength, especially your arm strength, will be strengthened."
"If you wave your palms 500 times, your Vajra Zen Palm experience will be 40."
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"Sure enough, practicing Qigong is much more interesting."
He went down the mountain earlier than yesterday. He went down the mountain carrying a log.
There doesn't seem to be much wood for the fire at home.
I went down the mountain to the edge of the reservoir and stared at the frozen reservoir.
He didn't bring any fishing tools today, so he just wanted to observe where he could catch fish.
Wang An doesn't know how to fish on weekdays, but he is familiar with this reservoir. He often came here to play in the water when he was a child.
He remembered that someone in the village once used a fishing net to catch a large fish weighing several dozen kilograms in the northwest corner.
"Probably this location." Wang An looked at a corner of the reservoir, which was covered with a layer of ice. The water at this location was very deep.
He found a stone, smashed the ice on the water surface, and then threw in a rice ball he brought from home.
Then I squatted quietly on the edge of the reservoir and looked into the water.
After more than twenty minutes, a fish actually swam out from the bottom of the water.
"Really, she looks quite young."
There was a fish, so the next step was to think about how to get it up.
"I have to go back and prepare fishing tools."
Just as Wang An was about to get up and leave, another fish that was bigger than before swam over, apparently about seventy or eighty centimeters.
"Well, another one, very good, this is it."
He picked up the log and was about to leave, but after taking a few steps he stopped.
"Who said you have to use hooks or nets to catch fish? Can't you just hit them with rocks?"
I looked around, picked up a few small stones from the ground, and threw them at the two fish in the water.
Hiss, hiss, the sound of stones breaking in the wind.
When the stone entered the water, there were two bang-bang sounds, and two water columns more than one meter high were splashed. The water splashed down, and then blood floated up.
After a while, the two fish floated up, each with a hole in their body that had been pierced by the stone just now.
When Wang An returned to the village, it was already dark.
He walked out of the snow and wind with a log on his shoulder and two big fish in one hand.
I met an elder from a village on the road.
"Xiao An, where did you get the big fish?" The man stared at the two fish in Wang An's hand. The larger one weighed more than ten kilograms, and the small one weighed five or six kilograms.
"I picked it up near the reservoir." Wang An said with a smile.
"I picked it up, are there any more?"
"No more, just these two."
The old man nodded.
"Such a big fish must be delicious. I'll go take a look tomorrow." He murmured in a low voice.
When he returned home carrying the logs, he found that the old man looked at him with something wrong.
"What's wrong, grandma?"
"Have you contacted this girl?"
"I just met this morning. Isn't it too hasty to contact you again in the afternoon?"
"Strike while the iron is hot, let me tell you, a lot of people are looking at good girls nowadays!"
"Okay, I'll contact her later. You can take a rest. Look, I caught two big fish."
"Don't be poor like me, go and contact the girl quickly. It's a cold day, where did you get the fish? Did you go to the reservoir?"
"When I was passing by the reservoir, I saw these two fish swimming by the water. I threw two stones in and they floated up."
"On a cold day, stay away from the reservoir. Also, don't forget to contact the girl."
"I know, I know." Wang An responded while nodding.
"What's there to talk about? Talk to her about Tai Chi, Wu Qin Xi or the Diamond Sutra? Let's experience chatting to death with just one sentence?"
Wang An helped the old man take care of a fish and prepare a big pot of fish for stew tonight. Put the remaining one away first.
Stew the fish and steam a pot of rice.
Wang An chopped the round firewood he brought back from the mountain into small pieces and piled them in the corner.
While having dinner, the phone suddenly rang, and the caller was Li Xinzhu.
"Let me tell you something, two people from the Guard Bureau were recruited."
"What's the trick? They also looked at that painting?"
"Well, I watched it at night."
"You are quite well-informed. Did a friend tell you this?"
"You guessed it right, do I have many friends? Alas, do you still have that dream?" Li Xinzhu sighed.
"I dreamed about it last night, but I slapped it to death."
"It's so bad. How did you do it?" Li Xinzhu asked hurriedly after hearing this.
"I just slapped it with my palm."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Why be afraid?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.
"Oh, you are still awesome. I feel inexplicably scared when I dream about it!"
"The devil is born in the heart. The more you think about it, the more afraid you become. Don't be afraid. Just two words, do it!"