"Wei Jianguo, did you bring the water?"
Song Shuqian's voice came from the bathroom.
"Yes, I brought some cakes, a camera and some money," Wei Jianguo counted silently for the third time.
Comrade Song Shuqian will take Comrade Wei Jianguo to the Summer Palace today.
It is the legendary royal back garden.
Song Shuqian attached great importance to today's itinerary. She always felt that she could find the shadow of the Great Yong Dynasty there. After coming to this world, Song Shuxi looked through history and found that the Great Yong Dynasty had never appeared. She wanted to find something to prove the existence of her previous life.
Today, Song Shuqian is dressed up carefully, wearing a black umbrella skirt that reaches her calves, a white shirt, and a khaki long trench coat, which makes her look capable yet feminine. I wore a pair of lambskin shoes on my feet, which were very suitable for walking.
"Jianguo, I'm done."
Looking at his wife who was dressed up carefully, Wei Jianguo also realized how much she valued today's itinerary. He joked, "So happy?"
"I'm happy. I've longed for the Summer Palace. It is said that the Summer Palace combines architectural styles from all over the country. The palace area in the east is a typical northern courtyard style, the lake area in the south is the West Lake style of Hangzhou, the north of Longevity Hill is the Tibetan Lama Temple style, and the Suzhou Street in the north is the Jiangnan water village.
It can be said that there is one line every five steps and one painting every ten steps. Of course, what I want to see most is the Seventeen-Arch Bridge. I heard that there will be a beautiful sight of golden light shining through the bridge at sunset, and I want to see it with my own eyes. "
Seeing that his wife was so happy, Wei Jianguo was also happy and said, "Let's go and see it with our own eyes."
The two left the room holding hands.
The Summer Palace is quite far away, but fortunately there is public transportation.
On the bus, Song Shuxi was very excited and kept watching the changing scenery along the road.
Entering the Summer Palace and looking at the unfamiliar buildings without any trace of the Yong Dynasty, Song Shuqian was very depressed. She knew that bad emotions were contagious, so she tried to control her emotions and try to cheer herself up.
In a corridor, Song Shuqian felt that this place was a painting and the entire corridor was the picture frame, which was a very clever idea. There were three other tourists in the pavilion, and Song Shuqian's desire to compose poetry, which had just arisen, disappeared in an instant.
Nowadays we have to be careful in front of acquaintances, let alone strangers?
I pulled Wei Jianguo to stay here and take a photo, and then I felt satisfied.
The two stood in the pavilion, looking at the boats sailing on the lake in the distance and the buildings in the distance.
Song Shuqian's understanding of this era was that it was cautious, numb and poor. Today she saw the other side: enthusiastic, kind and easily satisfied.
There are many people visiting the Summer Palace, and long skirts and military uniforms are intertwined among them.
On the lake, Song Shuqian also joined the group boating on the lake.
In October in the city, the temperature is just right, neither too cold nor too hot, and a breeze blows, bringing with it moisture.
For Wei Jianguo, rowing such a small boat is as easy as fiddling with a model of a pistol.
At this moment he ignored the oars and let the boat drift on the lake.
Pick up the camera and capture Song Shuxi in her most relaxed state.
Etiquette is engraved in Song Shuqian's bones. She unconsciously reached out and scooped up a handful of water, her eyes looking towards the Wanshou Mountain in the distance, with an intoxicating smile on her lips. A photo is frozen at this moment.
This is one of Wei Jianguo’s favorite photos.
"Jianguo, when the kids are born, you must bring them to visit Beijing. This place is very different from other cities. The Summer Palace is also very different, grand yet graceful. There are two very, very good universities nearby, and I always feel that I can still go to college.
I want to send my child to study here in the future. "
Wei Jianguo found it funny. Last time, his wife said that she wanted the child to go to Harbin University of Technology. Fortunately, they have two children and they can split the difference. His eyes were full of doting, without any trace of the cold look he had on the battlefield. "Okay, I'll do as you say."
"If we have the chance in the future, let's go to Suzhou to have a look. I want to know what the real Suzhou gardens look like."
"Okay, let's go with the kids next time I'm on vacation."
"I have to take Mo Ying with me. I will never be separated from it again." Song Shuqian missed Mo Ying very much. Usually, Mo Ying spent more time with her than Wei Jianguo.
Wei Jianguo also knew that his wife agreed to let Mo Ying do the training because of him.
I'll call and ask about Mo Ying's situation when I get back.
Song Shuqian's emotions came and went quickly, and now she is a happy pregnant mother again.
The Summer Palace was too big. After finally reaching Wanshou Hill, Song Shuqian could no longer walk.
Wei Jianguo skillfully took off his coat, folded it, and said, "Sit here, wife."
The stone is cold now, and he is worried that his wife will catch a cold.
The little girl next to her kept looking at her boyfriend, hoping that he could learn from her.
The boy didn't understand what his girlfriend meant at all, and even said, "Xiao Fang, you are still the best. You are not pretentious at all. You are a good comrade of our working class."
Song Shuqian was watching the fun and was implicated for no reason. She felt so wronged.
The little girl rolled her eyes and had her own ideas, "Take off your clothes, fold them, and let me sit down."
"It is said that it is difficult to learn good things, but it is easy to learn bad things. Xiao Fang, you have changed. The Chairman taught us to be hardworking and not afraid of hardship, but look at you, you have started to enjoy capitalism."
Wow, that’s amazing. He is also good at brainwashing people.
Song Shuqian's eyes sparkled. Since she followed Tiantian to watch the fun everywhere, she found life very interesting.
That little girl was not someone to be trifled with. "Sitting on your coat is capitalist hedonism? Then why did your family ask me to borrow an electric fan? Why do you always find excuses to eat meat? Have you forgotten the slavery of our revolutionary predecessors?
You should eat tree bark and grass roots every day.
Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to take your coat now. "
The man muttered reluctantly, folded his coat carefully, found a very stable and clean big stone, and gently put down his coat. "You must be careful when you sit down. Once you are seated, don't move. Don't rub my clothes."
The reluctant look in his eyes made Song Shuqian laugh.
Wei Jianguo didn't know when his wife developed this hobby, but he was sensible. Mo Mo took out the malted milk and mung bean cakes that he had prepared in advance, and said, "Wife, eat a few bites first to fill your stomach. You may have to eat lunch later today."
Song Shuqian also felt a little hungry. She now eats five meals a day. Fortunately, I don’t eat much at each meal.
The little girl also took out the trough cake she brought with her and started eating.
Song Shuxi handed Wei Jianguo a rice ball and said, "You eat too."
For a moment, this corner was filled with the aroma of food. The man who liked to exaggerate was left alone, swallowing his saliva desperately.
The little girl was also a wonderful person. She smiled and said, "I know you are a good revolutionary comrade and can stand the test. I will help you deal with these sugar-coated bullets that may corrode your will. Don't worry, I will definitely supervise you and make you an excellent proletarian fighter."
Song Shuqian quickly drank some malted milk to calm herself down.
Awesome, really awesome. This little girl is a powerful character. Someone like her will never suffer any loss.
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