Although Ninghu is a good place, not many people come here in winter. The reason is that it is too cold.
Every summer, many people come to Ninghu Lake for summer vacation. In winter, the environment of Ninghu Lake, surrounded by mountains on three sides, seems a bit unfavorable. The only relatively flat upper reaches faces the north, and the cold wind blows from the basin.
The temperature in the lake area blown in from the north mouth is much lower than the surrounding area. Ningyuan urban area relies on the urban heat island effect, and the average daytime temperature in winter is about zero degrees. The temperature in Ninghu Lake directly dropped to minus six degrees. At the same time, there was a period of
The winds are gusty and the body temperature is probably not much different from that in the capital.
Sun Lien and his party arrived at Ninghu Resort by car. Xu Yourong wrote clearly in the ppt that she directly booked a small fishing villa near the lake. Two cruise boats can be used by six people all day long. Ninghu Lake is deep and often has waves, so short-term
The cold wind cannot freeze the lake surface, but instead coats the surrounding stones with a layer of ice. The hot water discharged from the upstream power plant all year round also creates a scene similar to rime in the surrounding area, which has a unique flavor. The villa comes with a charcoal barbecue area and indoor
There are four wood stoves and a total of four rooms and eight beds in the house, which is enough for six people.
Yes, there were a group of six people, and Xu Yourong's parents were also in the car.
Xu's father is not young, and he even looks a little older than Liu Pingchuan. The old man is a professor at the School of Liberal Arts of Song'an University, and Xu's mother is a junior sister who is three years younger than Xu's father. Counting Xu Yourong's parents at that time,
A very topical "brother-sister love".
After working as a professor at Song'an University all his life, Professor Xu had a daughter at an old age. He and his wife gave birth to a baby daughter like Xu Yourong when he was 42 years old. And Professor Xu, who claims to be a scholarly heirloom, uses the traditional literati's thinking to make
My daughter went to study medicine. On the one hand, it was a good thing for Professor Xu to be able to rejuvenate the world by hanging a pot to help the world. On the other hand, my daughter had no intention of pursuing an official career. If she was not a good person, she would be a good doctor, which could be regarded as following the teachings of the ancients.
On the other hand, Professor Xu is actually a fun-loving person at heart. During the ten years of catastrophe, Professor Xu, who was newly married to his junior sister, was sent to Lincang, Yunnan. Professor Xu, who was still a young man at the time, was not affected at all and instead took the opportunity to travel.
He traveled all over the mountains and rivers near Lincang. When he returned to Song'an University to take up a position, other professors in the literature department were all engaged in scar literature. Only Professor Xu wrote a book "Lincang Travel", which was very popular in the literary world at that time.
It's a breath of fresh air.
However, along the way, Professor Xu and his wife, who were supposed to be having fun and enjoying the trip, did not talk much. When the six of them arrived at the small villa, Professor Xu simply dragged Sun Lien along and walked to the lake to fish together.
Sun Lien was so chilled by the cold wind that if there hadn't been a stove behind him to keep him warm, he wouldn't have been able to straighten his fingers. He was wearing a lambskin glove given by Hu Jia on his right hand, and was trembling with his left hand as he put bait on the fishhook.
Professor Xu threw a pole and picked up bait, sitting on a small wooden pier to catch fish. After a moment of silence, he suddenly sighed.
Sun Lien thought that Professor Xu thought it was not interesting to fish with a layman like himself, and was about to apologize awkwardly when he suddenly heard Professor Xu ask leisurely, "I heard... you are a tolerant leader?"
Sun Lien sniffed, pointed at himself and smiled bitterly, "Uncle Xu, have you ever seen a leader who does things like me?"
Professor Xu nodded with deep understanding, "I don't think you are the same either."
The cold wind blew by, and Sun Lien shivered and secretly glanced at the old man who was telling the truth.
"Yourong suddenly seemed to have changed his temper a few days ago and was willing to chat with us at home." The old man picked up the pole on the cold shore and pulled back, and a greedy crucian carp was caught by Professor Xu. He
He picked off the crucian carp and threw it back into the water. "It's just that the only topic of conversation is you."
Sun Lien shook his head and raised the rod to see that the fishhook was empty. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Dr. Xu is not saying bad things about me at home, is he?"
Professor Xu also laughed, "This kid's character is such that if he really wants to say something bad, he would say it to his face. How can he hold it in and complain to us again at home?" He lowered his rod again, and the red and yellow float was steaming white.
The surface of the smoke rose and fell.
A few swans flew over the water in the distance. Since the thermal power plant in the upper reaches of Ninghu Lake was put into use, Ninghu has become a wintering choice for migratory birds due to its relatively high water temperature and the aquatic plants and organisms produced by the high water temperature.
one.
White bird, old man, fishing rod, water mist. Sun Lien vaguely felt like he was looking at an ink painting.
"You know about her..., right?" Professor Xu lifted the pole again, and it was still a small crucian carp. After picking off the small fish and releasing it, Professor Xu suddenly asked Sun Li'en, "You are all young people, let's talk about this topic.
Maybe... it would be easier than talking to us?"
Sun Lien was silent. He didn't know how to answer this question.
The wind blew across the lake again, and a burst of white mist was rolled to the shore.
"I always feel... it would be nice if she was happy." Professor Xu sighed, "But I can't say this."
Professor Xu is an old-school person. Although his many years of experience in dealing with young students have made him extremely open-minded about many issues, he really can't get past his own level when it comes to his daughter's sexual orientation. Professor Xu did
After a long period of psychological construction, he was able to accept that his daughter did not like men and that she planned to spend her life with a gay person. But he really could not say to his daughter in person, "As long as you like it, I don't care."
kind of words.
Sun Lien's rod tip moved slightly, and he suddenly lifted the rod up, and a carp weighing almost two kilograms was brought directly out of the water.
"If you need psychological consultation, I can introduce you to one of the better psychotherapists in our hospital." Sun Lien decided to keep the fish, "It's just...with all due respect, Uncle Xu." He used the following words
After a while, he turned to Professor Xu and said seriously, "No one can decide this kind of thing. This is a natural thing. You don't have to have any psychological burden, and you don't have to feel embarrassed."
"I know these things." Professor Xu put down the fishing rod, hugged his left knee with both hands, and coughed twice. "God is blind sometimes, so I can't blame her."
"Besides, don't even think about sending Dr. Xu to any correctional institution." Sun Lien said seriously. There were many such reports in the news. He felt that he needed to give Professor Xu a warning. "Ask yourself, if someone sends
How would you feel if you were sent to an isolated place and used electric shocks and corporal punishment every day to force you to like a man?"
Professor Xu glanced at Sun Lien and nodded after being silent for a while, "I understand."
The water was misty, and two men, one old and one young, were warming themselves by the fire and continuing to talk about something.