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Chapter 321 Revisiting the old place

It is Xu Ziqian’s house that Xue Laosan is going to. (Dian Dian Novel)

Fortunately, when he came, the eldest sister Xue Lin was not at home, so Aunt Xu's family was at home with Xu Yiyi.

Xue Laosan chatted with Aunt Xu for a long time, and finally managed to defeat Aunt Xu and ran away.

When Xue Laosan came out of the Xu family gate, he saw that it was still early, so he wanted to go to Yuying Middle School to see Xiaoyi.

Because Xiaoyi lives on campus now, he didn't go home last night.

Therefore, Xiaoyi is still unaware of Xue Xiang's return.

However, the idea of ​​exploring Xiaoyi disappeared as soon as it arose.

Xue Laosan knew Xiao Yi's temperament very well. If he went to see Xiao Yi this time, he would definitely not do well in his studies in the next few days.

Unable to find Xiao Yi, Xue Laosan naturally shifted his target to Xiao Wan. This older sister was not as volatile as Xiao Yi.

At the same time, Xiaowan is about to graduate from graduate school. Strictly speaking, she is no longer a student. Xue Laosan doesn't have to worry about disturbing Xiaowan's homework now.

With the thought coming together, Xue Laosan just did what he said.

First, he drove the military vehicle back home, changed into an old Chinese tunic suit, climbed on the manganese steel bicycle that had been with him for seven or eight years but was used less and less, Shi Shiran, and headed towards Beijing.

Go away.

The reason for unloading the truck and changing the equipment was just Xue Laosan's tactic.

For one thing, his military vehicle with a General Administration license plate was too dazzling, so he drove into Beijing University so hastily, which would inevitably cause unnecessary twists and turns.

Both of them, Xue Laosan not only studied at Beijing University in the past, but also worked at Beijing University and held a series of prominent positions. He had many acquaintances there, and if he was not careful, his visit would have been made unnecessary.

Stopped official communication.

Of course, the most important reason was that he, Xue Laosan, suddenly wanted to take off his burden and packaging, re-examine things with his most instinctive face, and integrate into this ancient capital in late autumn.

After the car left the gate, Xue Laosan did not drive towards the main road to the west, but meandered eastward along the stream in front of the gate.

Xue Laosan came here originally to cleanse his mind, refine his mind and relax his spirit. Since he has such thoughts, there is no need to be greedy for quick results.

Naturally, wherever the scenery is better, he will go where, and where he can find the scenery of nature better. He will head there.

Although the road to the west is very fast, it is not as natural and wild as following the stream in front of the door, passing through the forest and crossing the harbor.

Of course, if it were someone else who had romantic feelings and mysterious worries like Mayor Xue, it would be difficult to reach the sky through the wild harbor and deep forest.

However, Xue Laosan is so capable. He stepped onto the bicycle, pedaled with his legs, and the bicycle was like an arrow. All the ditches, roads, trees and gravel were easily run over by his manganese steel bicycle, which seemed to have the help of God.

Such amazing skills, if the leaders of Forever Bicycle saw it, they would definitely cry and ask Mayor Xue to help him shoot an advertising video.

Along the lake, there are only a few river flowers, blue waves and green waves, crossing the harbor and passing through the forest, full of green trees and flowers, the forest ravine is beautiful and has a great charm.

Twenty minutes later, Xue Laosan drove his bicycle and turned into Yongxing Lane. Once here, he entered Dongcheng and was not far from Beijing University.

Along the way, he bathed in the forest breeze, lit up the flowers and plants, and walked through the lungs of nature in that green world. Xue Laosan's whole body felt as if he had been washed by pure oxygen from head to toe.

The heavy mental pressure caused by the fatigue of the past few days and the officialdom battles that never stopped for a moment in recent months were swept away at this moment.

From the inside out, the whole person exudes an indescribable sense of ease and ease!

No, he, Xue Laosanfang, rode his bicycle into the alley street. Accompanied by the crisp ringing of the bell, he seemed like the holy son of an elf who had broken into the mortal world.

I don't know how many older girls and younger wives looked at his face.

Xue Laosan's national martial art was so powerful that he suddenly sensed something was wrong. Although he didn't raise his head, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

He suddenly realized it, and then he remembered that he had gone through the mountains and into the forest before, and he felt suddenly refreshed, both physically and mentally. He didn't notice it, and he was so bold and angry. Unconsciously, the bright brilliance appeared on his face, like the bright moon.

The wind blows and the colors shine.

Xue Laosan hurriedly frowned, tightened his energy and blood, and calmed his mind. In an instant, his whole body was like a lantern that suddenly cut off the power, and it was extremely dark for an instant.

Especially those pair of brilliant starry eyes that were as bright as glass lamps, suddenly became dark, and their eyes were in a state of confusion, which was worse than that of ordinary people.

Xue Laosan's expression changed, he accelerated his steps, turned around the alley, and finally there were no more startling looks towards him.

After entering Beijing University and revisiting his old place, Xue Laosan inevitably had some emotions and recalled some memories.

The car entered Beijing University Qiuzhi Road, and unconsciously turned into the cherry blossom forest where I met Sumei Ren in the past.

At that time, he drove through the forest and danced with the flowers. The Sumei people were hiding in the forest, painting with a brush, and gave him a delicate sketch on the spot.

Thinking of that day when he was suddenly shouted at by a Sumerian, he stopped on the handlebar without haste and suffered the biggest embarrassment in his life, falling and chewing mud.

At this moment, under the riding tree, the forest wind was shaking, the cherry blossoms were rustling, a thin mist was rising, and deep in the forest smoke, he seemed to see the Sumei people covering their mouths and smiling lightly, cordially.

After wandering in the cherry blossom forest for a long time, Xue Laosan turned out.

With the memories of what he had just seen in the cherry blossom forest, Xue Laosan suddenly felt that this trip had an unexplainable flavor of nostalgia.

Therefore, after walking through the cherry blossom forest, Xue Laosan was not in a hurry to find Xiaowan, but actually visited the famous attractions of Beijing University one by one.

We visited places like Snow Tomb, Boya Tower, Weiming Lake, etc. that were the most visited in the past.

Who would have known that after wandering around for a while, the tenderness in Xue Laosan's heart and the leisurely feeling of traveling to his hometown disappeared in an instant.

It turned out that while marching along the way, Xue Laosan looked around and listened in all directions, and inadvertently overheard several places where students gathered to discuss the current political situation.

Of course, it stands to reason that Peking University is the highest university in the Republic and has always been the cradle of politicians in the Republic. Peking University students care about practical matters and are very enthusiastic about participating in politics. This is understandable. Xue Xiang does not seem to need to make a fuss.

However, the content of these students' discussions was really unbearable for him to listen to.

After smoking several cigarettes, he shook his head hard to drive these worries out of his mind, then pedaled hard towards the graduate school.

The Graduate School is located in the northwest part of the campus. Perhaps to protect important scientific research results, the security booths there are much tighter than those at the main entrance of Peking University.

Visitors were required to show their ID and register. Xue Laosan did not want to reveal his identity, so he simply found a secluded place, locked the car, pressed the wall, and walked in.

I asked three or five people along the way to find out where the liberal arts college was, and then headed northwest along a winding lotus pond.

As he walked around the twists and turns of the lotus pond, an interesting sound came into his ears. Xue Laosan's eyebrows suddenly jumped and he walked towards the flower bed on the left side of the lotus pond.

There was a low platform set up near the flower bed, and dozens of young students gathered together to hold a new poetry salon.

A student with a round face was raising his hands and shaking his waist, his eyes full of affection, and he was reciting a short poem enthusiastically.

Yes, it was Xue Laosan who put forward the eye-catching title when he participated in a large discussion on newspaper stations in the past years - The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light.

Today, this short title has been incorporated into people's literature, and has been appended with a resounding name "A Generation".

The poem was very short, and before Xue Laosan could get closer, the round-faced student had already finished reciting it, and then loudly expressed his views on the poem.

The scene immediately became lively, and after a long discussion, a pure girl with simple clothes and a very delicate face stepped onto the low platform.

Speaking of which, Xue Lao had already met several poetry gatherings like this during his three trips to Beijing University.

If the round-faced student hadn't recited "A Generation" that he had pirated, he would not have even moved over.

It turns out that we have now entered the mid-1980s, and the culture that had been suppressed for a long time finally exploded after being reformed, and literature burned through the entire Republic.

This is the age of novels, essays, and poetry.

It is the world of scar literature and hazy poetry. It is the era when Beidao, Gucheng, Shu Ting and others criticized Fang Qiu and promoted writing.

Inevitably, this literary craze has also reached the highest universities.

In his previous life, Xue Laosan was also a young man in literature and art. He took the literary craze of the early 1980s very seriously and believed that this era produced many famous works and was a Renaissance movement in the Republic.

However, as a man of two generations, Xue Laosan has been able to stand at a sufficient height and look at the current literary craze with a broad vision and extensive knowledge, let alone overstating the current literary craze.

The so-called scar literature.

Having lost his awe and admiration, Xue Laosan naturally lost interest in the hazy poetry he created.

So much so that in the current literature craze across the country, Xue Laosan, a literary young man in his previous life, didn't even bother to read Youth Digest.

However, when Xue Laosan was about to turn around, the pretty girl who stood on the low platform actually called out "Brother Xue", her voice full of hesitation and surprise.

Xue Laosan looked at the sound and was extremely surprised, "Yuzhen, why are you here?"

The person on the stage is none other than the eldest sister of the Xia family!

The eldest sister of the Xia family quickly jumped down from the stage and quickly found Xue Xiang. She blushed and said, "I came to see Sister Xiaowan, but I heard that Sister Xiaowan and his tutor went out to do a project.

, I happened to see a poetry meeting here, so I joined in. Brother Xue, are you also here to see Sister Xiaowan?"

Xue Laosan nodded and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that our classmate Yuzhen is still a young artist. How is it? Your studies are going well recently. How is your mother's health? Are you still doing that part-time job at CCTV?"

Xue Laosan has always had a cordial feeling towards the eldest sister of the Xia family. Of course, this cordial feeling has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women.

It was purely a kind of faint family affection that he developed during his tenure in Xiaoshan, where he lived in the Xia family for more than a year and spent time with the three members of the Xia family day and night. (To be continued...)


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