Lying flat and lying there

Author: Floating in Melbourne

Lying flat and lying there

What is the original intention?

Isn't it similar to a pig's heart? You can eat it by opening your mouth.

What does it mean to fall short of the mark?

Forget it, Nie Guangyi may have forgotten how to write the word gong.

After staying abroad for so many years, it is normal for me to forget to write when I pick up my pen.

Nie Guangyi knew that what he said was wrong. It was so outrageous that all the previous changes in the topic, intentionally or unintentionally, made no sense.

After learning from the painful experience, a brother who had his heart eaten continued to start a new topic: "If I only have one day, I have to think carefully about which bridge I want to take you to see first. It's just a quick glance, and it's fine.

It’s not interesting.”

"I'm here just to be your driver. When we get there, I'll ask Master Li to take me to the airport."

Zong Guang refused.

There were no obvious mood swings, nor any signs of grudges.

Nie Guangyi silently made a comparison in his mind.

It would have been impossible for him to maintain this level of cultivation at such a time.

When he is embarrassed, he makes the whole world embarrassed with him.

"Aren't you going to play with us?" Nie Guangyi asked Zongguang.

"Do you think I'm in the mood to play now?" Zong Guang twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

"I'm not in the mood. Isn't it just time to relax?" Although a little clumsy, Nie Guangyi still tried his best.

"Forget it." Zong Guang didn't think this was a good suggestion.

"You need some alone time, right?"

"I don't know either." Zong Guang tried his best to focus on driving.

"Uh... do you think this will work?" Nie Guangyi began to make suggestions: "The traditional construction techniques of Chinese wooden arch bridges were jointly applied for by southern Zhejiang and northeastern Fujian. We will go to Pingnan, you go to Taishun, and I will find it for you.

A B&B converted from an ancient building is an empty building, located in an ancient village.”

"Where is short selling and not short selling? Where is the need to go to such trouble?" Zong Guang glanced at Nie Guangyi, not sure why he gave such a suggestion.

"It's still a little different. I did all the renovation of the ancient village. You will see the fusion of authentic ancient buildings and modern technology. How retro it is on the outside, and how technological it is inside. It can satisfy both needs and needs.

It’s visually stunning and very convenient to live in. It’s a perfect place for future Internet celebrities to check in.”

"Forget it in crowded places." Zong Guang continued to refuse.

He and Nie Guangyi are not on the same frequency at all.

"Not much! I'm talking about the future internet celebrity check-in place." Nie Guangyi hurriedly explained: "That B&B will not officially open to the public until the end of the month. If you go there now, you will only be entertained."

"There is no need to make such deliberate arrangements. I am an adult and I can handle my emotions." Zong Guang probably didn't understand that Nie Guangyi had good intentions.

"How could you do this deliberately? First Officer Zong will go and stay here first to see if there are any details that need to be improved!"

"I'm not a B&B sleep tester, what advice can I give?" Zong Guang felt helpless at Nie Guangyi's diligent pursuit.

"You are a pilot. If you think it is good, maybe you can promote cooperation between the airline and the ancient village." Nie Guangyi thought of another reason.

"My co-pilot doesn't have that much energy."

"It doesn't happen now, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future. It won't hurt if I plant a small seed of hope first."

"Why do you look like a B&B salesperson?"

"You're really right. When that ancient village asked me to renovate it, they didn't pay me a design fee. In the end, they gave me some shares of the B&B." Nie Guangyi explained the situation.

Zong Guang was a little confused: "Are you changing your tactics to show me your strength?"

"Ah? Why do you think so?" Nie Guangyi was surprised.

He has always felt that his persuasive power is very strong.

Whether it is a project road show or an award presentation, he is always there to stop. No matter how big the venue is, he can immediately calm down the audience as soon as he opens his mouth.

Now, in the front of a small RV, no matter what you say, there will be deviations in the end.

"I really don't mean to show off anything." Nie Guangyi quickly explained: "My real strength lies in modern conceptual architecture."

There are some people in this world who are most unfit to speak.

Zong Guang just wanted to drive quietly: "It doesn't matter whether you mean it or not."

"How come it doesn't matter?"

Perhaps it was because of his change in identity, or perhaps because he recognized Zong Guang as his future uncle. Without a clear explanation, Nie Guangyi felt uncomfortable all over.

Regardless of whether Zong Guang was willing to listen or not, he hurriedly explained to others: "It was not me but Professor Nie who originally found the ancient village. The reason was that some tiles from the Tang Dynasty were found on several dilapidated buildings.

"

"Tile tiles from the Tang Dynasty?" Zongguang picked up the topic.

"Yes. Those tiles are considered to have the same origin as the local ancient covered bridge."

"The villagers removed the tiles from the covered bridge and brought them into their own homes?" Zong Guang was surprised.

"It's hard to say. Although this possibility cannot be ruled out, there is a high probability that it will not happen. In the hearts of local people, the covered bridge is not only a bridge, but also a kind of belief. If you really want to do this, it will be equivalent to

The temple was demolished and the tiles were taken home."

"Then what's the basis for you just saying that these tiles have the same origin?" Zong Guang asked.

"It is recorded in the Taishun local document "Fenjiang Lu" that when Santiao Bridge was rebuilt in the 23rd year of Daoguang reign of the Qing Dynasty, old tiles from the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty were found. Santiao Bridge is the oldest covered bridge in Taishun and was rebuilt in

The first year of Daguan in the Northern Song Dynasty, that is, 1107, the specific time of construction is unknown."

"I remember the year so clearly. This seems to be a blind spot in my knowledge. She should be very interested in such things. Have you told her?"

"Not yet. Miss Meng is here for Wan'an Bridge this time. Pingnan and Taishun are still a bit far apart."

"You're still letting me go even though it's far away?"

"By the time we get to Pingnan, the driver will have already rested. I'll ask him to take you to Taishun."

"It's too much trouble." Zong Guang refused again.

"It's not troublesome. Although there are records in local documents, they are very old and unclear, and there are no cultural relics to prove them. If the origin of those tiles can be confirmed, the history of covered bridges in southern Zhejiang and northeastern Fujian can be pushed forward by one dynasty.

.” Nie Guangyi continued to add more money.

"It has been rebuilt so many times. Does it matter when it was built for the first time?" Zong Guang didn't quite understand the meaning of adding weight.

"Isn't it important..." Nie Guangyi hesitated for a moment before continuing to explain: "I just want to explain the ins and outs of the transformation of the ancient village. This matter did not happen because of me, nor was it a show of strength or anything. Taishun Na

I’ll ask Professor Nie to come over and make some assessments and repairs.”

"I just said it casually, don't take it too seriously." Zong Guang took up the topic, "Since these tiles were not found on the covered bridge, it should be difficult to use as evidence, right?"

"That's right, it's not wrong!" Nie Guangyi was very happy that he finally explained the reason clearly and successfully aroused Zong Guang's interest.

Strike while the iron is hot and make persistent efforts: "We can't prove it now. Maybe we will be able to prove that they share the same origin. But if that doesn't work, at least it will prove that there was already such a village during the Zhenguan period."

"This is true."

Seeing Zong Guang's interest, Nie Guangyi became even more excited: "Just a few tiles are not enough to make these dilapidated houses protected as cultural relics. After Professor Nie went there, he felt that it was a pity that such a village was abandoned, and so did the people in the village.

I finally discussed the idea and asked if we could use [minimum intervention] and [repair it as before] to transform it into a bed and breakfast, so that these dilapidated buildings can have their own hematopoietic function."

Zong Guang looked ahead and drove steadily without giving an answer.

"Do you know what the significance of this is?" Nie Guangyi asked himself and answered: "This will not only improve the living standards of the villagers, but also preserve more possibilities for future historical research on covered bridges."

Zong Guang could feel how hard Nie Guangyi was looking for a topic.

After another moment of silence, he finally spoke: "Thinking about it seriously, I'm not interested in what you said at all."

Zong Guang sighed in his heart, this was probably why he drifted away from her.

After years of separation, we have fewer and fewer common topics.

"Uh..." Nie Guangyi thought he had worked hard and successfully found Zong Guang's points of interest, but he didn't expect the final result to be like this.

"Why do you like Ah Xin? Can you two talk together?"

Unconsciously, Zong Guang's name for Meng Xinzhi also changed slightly.

Returning to the same place as before leaving home.

After saying it, Zong Guang was stunned for a moment.

[Axin] belongs to the heart of dreams, and [Zhizhi] also belongs to the heart of dreams.

But these two titles have completely different meanings in Zong Guang's heart.
To be continued...