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Chapter 583: Some unique meanings

The streets of Fenghua City were completely renewed without any obstacles. Spiritual fruit trees were neatly planted on both sides of the street, and these spiritual fruit trees were lush and green.

The tree is full of attractive spiritual fruits, which are round and plump, and sparkle with a strange luster under the sunlight.

The people were pleasantly surprised to find that they could pick these spiritual fruits for free.

So, people of all ages walked out of their homes and came to the street.

The children skipped and danced among the fruit trees, picking the largest and most favorite fruits, with innocent smiles on their faces; the adults chatted with each other as they picked, their words full of admiration for the spiritual fruits and joy for the changes in life.

Everyone ate and picked the spiritual fruits at the same time, and the sweetness of the spiritual fruits spread in their mouths, as if nourishing everyone's heart.

It was strange that the customs of the people in Fenghua City seemed to become more simple and honest because of these spiritual fruits. The relationship between neighbors became more harmonious, and everyone helped each other and shared the joy of the harvest.

Once upon a time, Ajing and Xiang Zhu were still worried about the changes in Fenghua City, fearing that they would encounter many difficulties, but now it seems that everything is going so smoothly and so simply.

It seems that the spiritual fruit not only brings material gifts, but also subtly changes the atmosphere of the city, making it full of warmth and hope.

Ajing, on the other hand, was busy at Huayutai every day, often working overtime until nightfall, and then dragging his tired body back to Qixia Mountain.

Xiang Zhu felt sorry for Ajing's hard work, so he went to Huayutai to bring her meals every day.

At Huayutai, Hua Nuan'er and Ajing got along very well. They talked happily every day and were almost inseparable.

They discussed the governance of Fengcheng together, shared their ideas and experiences, and their relationship became increasingly close.

Every time Xiang Zhu went to deliver food, she would always see A Jing sitting in front of the files and documents, studying them carefully. Seeing A Jing's serious look, Xiang Zhu was filled with joy. Gradually, A Jing actually read some unique meanings from those boring files, which made her more involved and Xiang Zhu very happy.

On the other side, Mo Banhe took Xiang Zhu to paint and sculpt together.

Mo Banhe has high attainments in art, and his works are delicate and creative.

Since Xiang Zhu once painted the magnificent "Dayan's Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", Mo Banhe has always had a filter for him and felt from the bottom of his heart that Xiang Zhu was a master of painting.

In fact, the situations that Hua Nuan'er had been worried about did not occur.

When it comes to handling affairs in Fenghua City, most things are still handled by Hua Nuan'er personally.

After all, at the level of the city lord, the main responsibility is to control the macro direction of Fenghua City. As Hua Nuan'er once said, if you follow the current situation and don't force yourself to go against the trend, many things will be smoothly promoted and resolved in this half-hearted process.

As for Ajing, he is now fully focused on learning about city management.

During this process, Hua Nuan'er basically played her role as the female city lord as before, guiding Ajing and passing on her years of experience in city management to her without reservation.

Ajing studied humbly, carefully understood every key point, and worked hard to improve his abilities so that he could better contribute to the development of Fenghua City in the future.

There is a peaceful atmosphere in Fenghua City. The people live and work in peace and contentment with the nourishment of spiritual fruits. The cooperation between Ajing and Hua Nuan'er is becoming more and more tacit, and they are working together for a better future for the city.

"In fact, urban governance is really addictive." As Ajing said this, he gently picked up a brightly colored strawberry, put it in his mouth, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Yes, that's what I said." Hua Nuan'er also smiled and picked up a small strawberry and started eating. At this moment, they seemed to be close friends, chatting easily. "Well, now I finally understand why you, City Lord Hua, are so reluctant to give up your job as City Lord." A Jing tilted his head slightly, with a hint of smile in his tone.

"Hehe, that's not the case yet." Hua Nuan'er responded with a smile, which was bright and brilliant, revealing the cuteness of a young girl.

Ah Jing looked at Hua Nuan'er at the moment, and her heart was filled with emotion. She couldn't help but think about the life that Hua Nuan'er and Mo Banhe had walked hand in hand. At this age, they could return to the state of a young girl. Looking at the city in front of her, which carried countless stories, Hua Nuan'er had such a complicated life experience in the previous dynasty. Ah Jing sighed silently in her heart that so much turbulent history was condensed in a seemingly weak little woman like Hua Nuan'er.

"Lord Hua, you must have been through a lot in your life." A Jing said softly, his eyes full of admiration, "But you can govern Fengcheng so well and maintain such an optimistic attitude. It's really admirable."

Hua Nuan'er was slightly stunned, then smiled gently, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes: "Ajing, the past is over. What's important is the present and the future. I just hope that Fengcheng will get better and better, and the people will be happy and healthy. Moreover, I feel at ease with you by my side."

After hearing what Hua Nuan'er said, Ah Jing felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She nodded gently: "Lord Hua, don't worry, I will work hard and build Fengcheng better with you."

The two smiled at each other, their smiles full of expectations and confidence for the future. The sweet fragrance of strawberries filled the air, adding a touch of sweetness to this warm moment.

"Hey, Xiang Zhu, have you ever thought about painting another earth-shaking masterpiece after "Dayan's Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"? " Mo Banhe stopped what he was doing and looked at Xiang Zhu with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Mo Banhe was concentrating on shaping a sculpture, which was full of power. His hands were soaked in water, and he carefully studied the concave and convex changes of the shape on the mud. Some places had lines with tension, while others showed natural collapse. He was patiently studying his work.

Xiang Zhu calmly kneaded some small pieces of clay to help Mo Banhe shape the sculpture. After hearing what Mo Banhe said, Xiang Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Well, if I have inspiration or ideas, I will paint again."

"This is genius." Mo Banhe looked at the shapes that Xiang Zhu had helped him to fix, his eyes full of love. He gently stroked the places that had been fixed, and exclaimed: "Xiang Zhu, your hands are like magic. After your repair, this sculpture seems to have more soul."

Xiang Zhu smiled faintly and said, "Banhe, you are too kind. I just did what I could. Your sculpture itself is very creative and thoughtful, and I am just the icing on the cake."

Mo Banhe shook his head and said seriously: "No, Xiang Zhu, your ability is far more than this. Your painting "Dayan Wanli Jiangshan Tu" is enough to prove your talent. I believe that as long as you are willing, you will be able to create more shocking works."

Xiang Zhu nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of respect and persistence for art: "In artistic creation, inspiration is the key. I don't want to paint just for the sake of painting. I will only pick up the brush when my heart is truly touched and I have something I want to express."

Mo Banhe listened, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "You are right, Xiang Zhu. Real art comes from the heart. When I was making this sculpture, I also wanted to express a kind of power and emotion. I hope it can inspire and shock people."

"What do you want to create in the end?" Xiang Zhu stopped what he was doing and asked Mo Banhe curiously.

Mo Banhe narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while and then said, "What I want to do most is to create a state of myself as a child, a state of a teenager running. But it's not a very concrete one, it's still an abstract form, not the shape of a real person. It has to have the power of a kite, just like the feeling of being able to fly with hope and dreams when the wind blows."

Xiang Zhu listened and nodded slightly, revealing a hint of understanding in his eyes, and then asked: "Have you decided what material you want to use in the end?"

"Cast iron." Mo Banhe answered without hesitation, his eyes gleaming with determination. "The heavy and textured nature of cast iron can better express the sense of power I want. Moreover, after the baptism of time, it will also produce unique changes, just like our lives, which will have different traces after years."

Xiang Zhu nodded slightly and said in agreement: "Indeed, cast iron is a good choice. Although its plasticity is not as flexible as clay, once it is formed, its solidity and strength are unmatched by other materials. I am looking forward to the final appearance of your work."

Mo Banhe smiled, his face filled with enthusiasm for creation: "I am looking forward to it too. Although I am still just conceiving on the clay at this stage, every modification and shaping brings me one step closer to the work in my mind. Xiang Zhu, thanks to you for helping me and giving me a lot of good suggestions."

Xiang Zhu waved his hand and said modestly, "You're welcome, Banhe. We are just communicating and inspiring each other in artistic creation. I have also learned a lot of new ideas and thoughts from you."

The two smiled at each other and devoted themselves to their creations again. The sound of clay being kneaded and trimmed could be heard again in the studio.