The leisurely life of rebirth

Cheng Shixi and Han Ma nodded simultaneously, and Fang Monan sighed inwardly. It's a pity that people nowadays are blindly westernizing, and good things are wasted.

"Nannan, are you interested in going out for fun and seeing the nightlife here?" Han Zhiqian said suddenly, winking and smiling crookedly.

Before Mother Han and Fang Monan spoke, Cheng Shixi suddenly said, "No! Don't teach the children bad things."

Mother Han said in agreement, "Aqian, you are not allowed to fool around with me outside. You must know that you have a family, so you are not allowed to make your wife and Nini sad." [

"Mom, where is this?" Han Zhiqian couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, you are thinking wrong, we are doing business." He continued to explain.

Han Zhiqian's eyes circled around Cheng Shixi, with a faint smile on his lips. It was reasonable for Han's mother to stop him. Cheng Shixi jumped out in a hurry, why?

"Don't forget the casino." Han Zhiqian glanced at Cheng Shixi and said calmly.

But Cheng Shixi was choked to death.

Fang Monan smiled and said nothing, believing that he would not say that for any reason. Since he said it, it must make sense, so he nodded slightly.

"Ding ding ding..." The phone rang. Han Zhiqian picked up the receiver. After talking for about two minutes, he hung up the phone, "Yeah! He's from Guangxing. He'll pick you up at about five or six o'clock tomorrow morning.

Go to Yangcheng."

"It's too early!" Mother Han frowned slightly, obviously feeling bad.

Fang Monan's lips curved up and he said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm usually up at this time. What else did he say?"

Han Zhiqian said with a smile, "Guangxing said we would leave early, so I don't miss morning tea, so I can show you the real Yangcheng cuisine."

"Nannan is going to Yangcheng." Cheng Shixi wanted to ask who Guangxing was. But it was not clear.

"Treat someone with acupuncture." Fang Monan said succinctly. "If nothing else happens, I will be back in the afternoon." The implication of the words could not mislead what Han Zhiqian mentioned.

Han Zhiqian smiled and said, "Let Ajiu accompany you tomorrow." Although Yan Guangxing was accompanying him, he didn't think anything would go wrong during the trip to Yangcheng, but he had to be careful.

Fang Monan nodded, feeling dumbfounded and thinking of her as a fragile glass doll.

"I see." Mother Han nodded, "If we leave early, let's rest early!"

Everyone went back to their rooms, and Han Zhiqian led Cheng Shixi to the guest room on the second floor. "How is this room?" Han Zhiqian sat on the stage and looked into the room.

The main tone of the room was beige, it was spotlessly clean, and the decoration was comfortable and warm. Cheng Shixi nodded with satisfaction, "It feels like home." He sat on the bed and looked at Han Zhiqian in surprise, "You have something to say."

Han Zhiqian nodded and said, "I have access control here, so we don't wait until late."

Cheng Shixi smiled and nodded.

"You are not allowed to bring back any unscrupulous women," Han Zhiqian continued. He didn't believe that this playboy could hold it back.[

Cheng Shixi still smiled and nodded.

"I……"

"Aqian, don't worry, I will abide by your family rules when I live here." Cheng Shixi shrugged and said with a smile, "I'm satisfied now!"

Han Zhiqian narrowed his eyes, something was wrong, something was very wrong, "Cheng Shixi, please be honest with me, what's your conspiracy?"

Cheng Shixi's heart skipped a beat. He forgot that all the people around Fang Monan were human beings, and he couldn't let them see any flaws. Then he said calmly, "Conspiracy! I don't have any conspiracy."

." He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you welcome me?"

Han Zhiqian shook his head, "That's not the case, it's just that you suddenly changed your gender, which makes people uncomfortable."

"Why is it not good for me to 'reform my evil ways'?" Cheng Shixi crossed his legs and said leisurely.

"Why didn't you say that you should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? It makes me feel scared." Han Zhiqian said exaggeratedly and rubbed his arms.

Han Zhiqian couldn't ask anything when he saw it. Anyway, nothing could escape his eyes, "Forget it, let's get some rest early!"

After saying that, Han Zhiqian said good night and walked out. Cheng Shixi patted her chest and breathed out, "The road ahead is still very tortuous! There are so many difficult people around her."

Early the next morning, at five o'clock in the morning, Yan Guangxing drove to pick up Fang Monan. It was just dawn. There were not many cars on the road at this time. The expressway between the two places was still under construction.

Fortunately, we left early on the national highway. Otherwise, large cars and small cars would be crowded together on the national highway. As you can imagine, the speed would definitely not be high.

However, after the expressway was built, the designed traffic flow was 60,000 vehicles per day, which was obviously a serious underestimate. With the influx of a large number of private cars, it would be strange if there is no traffic jam! People in both places will be worried about this expressway.

Headache. Except for traffic jams from after 11pm to early morning, there are basically traffic jams the rest of the time. In later generations, it seems that there is no place in the country that is not jammed, oh! There is no jam in the desert. No one expected that it would develop so fast and surpass people.

It is expected that the world is changing too fast.

I left early, not early at all, and walked just right, otherwise I would have been stuck in the road. So I arrived in Yangcheng after nearly three hours of hurrying and slowing down. Before I entered the city, I saw a lot of people in the outer city.

The construction site was very noisy, with tall buildings rising from the ground. On the contrary, after entering the inner city, it became much quieter, like two different worlds.

Yan Guangxing smiled and said, "Don't you feel different?" Seeing Fang Monan nod, he continued, "The ring road that we just passed through is like a green velvet belt, organically stitching together the inside and outside of the old and new cities.

, rather than creating another kind of division."

"It's not like Pengcheng, which was just a small fishing village at the beginning. It's nothing to regret when it comes to reconstruction. It was almost a blank piece of paper and you can build the city at will." Yan Guangxing scratched his chin and said, "Yangcheng has a history of more than two thousand years.

, is a famous historical and cultural city. It is also the largest and oldest foreign trading port and one of the Maritime Silk Roads. It is known as the "Millennium Commercial Capital". In order not to destroy the original style of the old city, a bottom line has been drawn.

Let the city expand outward, and young people who like new cities, pursue new ideas, and seek novelty will live in new urban areas."

Yan Guangxing spoke with some emotion, and said slowly, "Shanghai alleys, Beijing alleys, and Jiangnan gardens, these folk residences that have given birth to the affectionate poems of several literati, cannot gradually disappear with the urban transformation. If our descendants must go to the museum

How can we explain to history when searching for cultural memory and national identity? Does the renovation of old cities necessarily mean starting over? We must retain the "roots" and "soul" of the city." He laughed as he spoke, "

Let’s see! The old town here will definitely have a new charm that is no worse than the new town.”

"Return to nature!" Fang Monan rubbed his chin and said with a smile.

"The enemy!" Yan Guangxing echoed with a smile.

How much can this world change? However, it is just a little bit. Strictly speaking, the "tradition" of destroying old buildings can be traced back to the reckless Xiang Yu. Although the burning of Epang Palace is called a historical case, it has never been

There is direct evidence to prove whether it is true, but it has planted culturally destructive genes.

Later Chinese people strongly favored the former in the choice between building new buildings and preserving the old, believing that only new buildings can reflect the value of the right to speak. Especially after the May Fourth Movement, the pain of being beaten by the country that fell behind since the Qing Dynasty turned into a collective desire to destroy the old and establish the new.

The accumulated desire for novelty in consciousness has caused the cause and effect of "one thing in a thousand cities" in later generations.

People all over the country yearn for high-rise buildings and hope to live in collective dormitories. At this time, people are impetuous. People would rather use mahogany armchairs to exchange for the electroplated folding chairs they want. What a beauty in their hearts! People of this era

I am eager to replace the old Ming and Qing furniture at home with fashionable sofas or steel pipe chairs to satisfy my family’s inner needs of “entering the modern society”.

I don’t know if they regretted it later. Anyway, if it was Fang Monan, she would definitely regret it. However, the regret medicine tastes so bitter, and it’s hard to buy it. I’d have known it before.

In the complex system of traditional wisdom, there is no lack of concepts of inheritance and protection of past things. Unfortunately, the history of humiliation in modern times has not allowed Chinese people to get close to the ideas of their ancestors, nor have they accepted Westerners’ views on architecture and culture.

With respect, without embarrassment or embarrassment in cultural knowledge, he destroyed all old real and even imaginary things with a fearless spirit.[

There are thousands of reasons to renovate the city, but there is only one consequence: the old one is destroyed, and if it is rebuilt, it will no longer be the same. The urban redevelopment that began in the 1980s is different from previous eras in that it has always been accompanied by the "retrospective"

"Wind", destroying and restoring at the same time, euphemistically called "respecting tradition and exploring cultural connotations", peel back and see that the core of urban transformation is all for financial gain.

Every inch of land in the city center is precious, so how can we not make people jealous and envious!

In later generations, the most profitable tourist attraction in the capital should be the Forbidden City. We should be thankful that the Forbidden City managed to survive after the Revolution of 1911. However, the surrounding of the Forbidden City, surrounded by various modern buildings, is actually another way of squeezing and

Subverting the value of the Forbidden City's existence. The process of the "disappearance" of the old city will become a paradigm for the transformation and evolution of other cities across the country. Once the cultural value standard is lower than the materialistic standard, it is not surprising that the city's roots will deteriorate.

"I wonder what other places are like?" Fang Monan murmured to himself, wondering if he could withstand Yin's offensive, for a while, or for a lifetime.

Yan Guangxing looked at his watch, "It's past eight o'clock. Let's go have morning tea first. "Xiguan Food" is the best in the world. Let's go to Xiguan. After breakfast, I will take you to see the real Laoyang City. We will go there at noon.

Give my dad acupuncture."

It's not Sunday, and I'm busy with work, so I can only take advantage of my lunch break to get acupuncture and see a doctor.

Fang Monan smiled and nodded, "As guest, as host, I'll listen to you."

Xiguan is the old city. It was named because it was located outside the west gate of the city during the Ming and Qing Dynasties. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it was the commercial center of Yangcheng. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () to subscribe and reward

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