20 years of restarting life

Chapter 945 Li Shiya's Green Jade

Yang Yixin's family cafeteria only serves one meal at noon and closes sooner or later.

In the words of her father Yang Mo, it is to earn some money to improve the quality of life, but she can't lower her own quality of life just to make money blindly.

Only one meal at noon. After retirement, I have something to do and earn money. I cook for my family in the morning, do morning exercises, prepare lunch in the cafeteria, clean up the house in the afternoon, read books and practice calligraphy, cook for my family in the evening, and take a walk by the river after dinner. Life.

As a leader of a large bureau-level coal enterprise who is only 55 or six years old, he is able to retreat bravely to Mingzhu to accompany his wife and daughter, and live an ordinary life of ordinary people, which is worthy of Zhao Changan's admiration.

You must know that many bureau-level leaders like Yang Mo's age are trying their best to reach another level. From then on, "life is infinitely wide".

The wine was bought by Zhao Changan from the old winery that Qin Youyuan introduced. He bought a barrel of five-year-old 55-degree grain wine and a pound of fermented glutinous rice. Zhao Changan did not ask Yang Mo to cook the dishes, but he volunteered to fry them. A few home-cooked dishes.

Hawthorn pork ribs, fried scallops with cashew nuts, vinegar-simmered cabbage, beef brisket stewed with tomatoes——served with fermented glutinous rice with red dates, Tang Shuang and Yang Yixin ate happily.

"The young man cooks well, and he is very stable. You are a writer, your hands are very steady."

Yang Mo and Zhao Chang'an had a glass to glass, and soon drank less than half a catty.

"It's not considered writing. I usually write an article before going to bed at night. It's either the poems of the ancients or my own sentiments to cleanse and calm my mind. Uncle, I think the words hanging in the cafeteria are all written by you." , Layman Shanyang, a good name."

The talkative Tang Shuang and Yang Yixin looked at each other quietly, and they were so disgusted that they stuck out their little tongues, they really didn't want it!

"The writing is very ordinary. I just wrote it for fun when I have nothing to do. The name came up with one heart. At that time, we were still in Meidu, living in the mountainside community in the south of Fenghuang Mountain."

Yang Mo was obviously very satisfied with this name, especially when his precious daughter gave it to him, and happily explained the origin of the name to Zhao Changan.

"Dad, you didn't hear Zhao Changan say that your name is very good, what about the characters?"

Yang Yixin couldn't listen anymore, and pointed out the cunning in Zhao Changan's words.

"Of course the writing looks good to me."

Zhao Changan quickly added, but seeing Yang Mo still smiling, he also guessed that Yang Mo would definitely feel the loopholes in his words without her girl reminding him.

However, many years of leadership experience in large-scale enterprises have given him a city and open-mindedness.

"Uncle Yang, Zhao Chang'an is the youngest member of their Provincial Calligraphy Association, and he will represent the Provincial Calligraphy Association to Yanjing to make an eleventh gift."

Tang Shuang looked at Zhao Changan with a smile: "You have ulterior motives!"

"No, it's just that you have a problem with this idiom! Uncle Yang's handwriting is really good. Although it has not yet been finalized, it is precisely because there is no finalization that there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Dad, did you hear that, what he meant was that your handwriting has no special features, just like cats and tigers."

Yang Yixin also exposed Zhao Changan with a smile, bowed his head and drank a big mouthful of fermented glutinous rice: "Dad, that fermented glutinous rice is better than yours. Let's not make it ourselves in the future, but buy theirs."

"It's only been half a day, and your father's handwriting is not good, and the glutinous glutinous rice you have always loved is not good. It really is a girl who is outgoing."

Yang Mo teased his daughter feigning anger, raised his glass and walked away with Zhao Changan.

He didn't ask Zhao Changan to pour wine for him, but personally poured a glass for the flattered Zhao Changan: "I never thought that Xiao Zhao, you can not only write songs and sing, start a company, but also be a member of the Book Association, amazing! Teacher Appreciation Ceremony, we actually live very close, not far east of your river. When you have time, come to my study and give me some guidance."

"Uncle Yang, you are too polite, learn from each other, learn from each other."

Zhao Changan quickly clinked glasses with Yang Mo, and drank it down in one gulp.

"What kind of girl is outward, dad, whether you understand idioms, he is not worthy of me being outward."

Yang Yixin turned pale with dissatisfaction at Zhao Changan, who was speechless: "Before you renovated the building and the stone bridge, we thought you were going to open up the stone bridge, and we were happy for a while. From now on, my mother won't have to ride so far to work. As for bicycles, who knows we think too much."

"Shanghai University will carry out a large-scale demolition of Hexi before the end of the year. You in Hedong will probably have to wait until next autumn. If the talks go well, we are going to open the stone bridge. After the demolition of Hexi begins, all personnel will leave from the stone bridge. You are welcome at your leisure It's time to go to Hexi for treasure hunting."

"Treasure hunt?"

Yang Yixin was full of curiosity, and even Tang Shuang stopped busy picking up vegetables and drinking jujube fermented glutinous rice, and looked at Zhao Changan puzzled.

"Those ancient dwellings have a history of 200 years. In the past few years, the river dredging did not clear out a lot of Ming and Qing porcelain fragments, as well as copper coins, silver ingots, and gold melon seeds. When building houses in ancient times, they liked to put them Some coins and jade objects are used to ward off evil and avoid disasters; these houses are too expensive to dismantle manually, they must be pulled down by hook machines, and some look like rotten wooden doors and windows, maybe they are huanghuali, Qin bricks and Han tiles are not impossible, whoever finds a good one will be fine who."

"That's great, I can see that there are many good stones on the foundations of the houses, and some of them are carved with very strong characters—"

Here, Yang Yixin and Tang Shuang hadn't spoken yet, but Yang Mo, who was sitting next to him, was already excited.

"Dad, you are overthinking. This Mingzhu man is very shrewd. He thought of something that the owner of the house couldn't think of?"

Instead, Yang Yixin scoffed at Zhao Changan's words.

"Hehe~, you can't look at the problem so simply, otherwise why would the folks talk about it?"

In fact, Zhao Changan has been looking for that stone tablet ever since the headquarters of Yinanometer moved here, because there is a green emerald cobblestone in the soil pressed by the stone tablet for many years. has a very important meaning.

When Liu Yihui and Zhao Changan's family came to Mingzhu for their honeymoon, Li Shiya took out the green jadeite she was wearing beside a stone tablet by the river, thinking about the green years back then.

What Zhao Chang'an can confirm now is that there is no such stele among the paving stones along the river and in the streets and alleys of Hexi'an.

Then it is either in the courtyards of some old houses, or along the rivers and streets along the east of the river.

Although it is not necessary to find it and get it in hand, Zhao Changan still wants it very much, as a gift for Li Shiya.

In the previous life, Li Shiya and Yue Lu, the female snitch, got together, so she dared to wander around the ruins. In this life, Zhao Chang'an reckoned that if he didn't take action, this stone should have no chance with her.

However, if he was rummaging through the ruins by himself, it would be troublesome to be recognized, but if he accompanied two beautiful girls exploring the ruins, climbing up the ruins from time to time holding hands and holding their buttocks, then others Not only ridicule, but only envy.

And Tang Shuang and Yang Yixin are the most ideal cover tools in Zhao Changan's mind.

As for other girls, with Liu Cui, how could I have the heart to find them and not give them to her? Zeng Xiaoxiao is most afraid of this kind of mess, Xu Wanrong and Liu Cui are inseparable, and Song Jing is in Meizhen, so don’t bother her with a single color. Xiu lived in the school on weekends and either went home or went to commercial performances. For a while, Zhao Changan seemed to be unable to find a more suitable candidate.

(End of this chapter)