The strongest Shannon

Chapter 301 Feng Shui and Accounting

Fengshui has always been popular in the countryside. Maybe no one can tell the reason, but there are always various examples to prove the practicality of Fengshui. The ancestral grave was broken, the family was unlucky, etc.

This is a family, so big that a village is said to have Fengshui among these people. Chen Fang recalled that this is not new. In the early years, Dayangzhuang was considered to be the village with the best Fengshui in Qingshan Town. Surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Chen Fang suspected that these people were all afterthoughts. Seeing that Dayangzhuang lived relatively affluently, he said that their village had good geomantic omen. As a junior staff member, there are also a lot of people who make money in business.

Although most of the people were still eating from the ground, they firmly believed that their village's geomantic omen was also good, and their luck began to show strength. Then, they watched Chen Zhuang fly like a rocket.

This is very difficult to accept. The two neighbors originally lived better than you, so I would feel happier than you. Although one of them lived better than me, I would be happy to have you at the bottom.

But now both of them are better than me, so I became the most unhappy one. This feeling is very bad, but there is nothing to do except jealousy, so everyone wonders why their happiness is lost. The reason for coming out is that Feng Shui was taken away.

Seeing some old men staring at him angrily, Chen Fang stepped forward to smoke a few cigarettes with a smile, squatted on the stone and asked, "It is said that Feng Shui takes turns, and Chenzhuang has always been the poorest among our villages." Yes, I have been poor for decades, but now that life is getting better, Feng Shui has turned around, how can I say that I have robbed your Feng Shui?"

He didn't deny Feng Shui, because Chenzhuang itself had many things that couldn't be explained. It was okay to fool people outside with some words, but the people in the neighboring villages couldn't be persuaded by conventional language.

The old Liu Tou with a white beard held a cigarette to the sun for a long time, snorted and said: "Su Yan, I thought it was a good cigarette. The pole that was doing big business in the provincial capital the year before last came back, and the scattered ones were from China. !"

Chen Fang grinned and pretended he didn't hear the old man's warning, and still looked at the dirty old man with an expression of seeking knowledge. Compared with those old people in the village, he found that the people in his own village still liked him.

"You don't understand, kid. Your grandfather and I are considered old buddies, so I don't fool you with such nonsense." Old Liu Tou shook his head in a spirited manner. Chen Fang quickly took out the fire and lit it. Grandpa has moved out, so he still needs to have the proper etiquette.

Taking a deep breath of the cigarette, Old Liu mustered all his energy and spat out a big mouthful of saliva, which splashed a layer of dust on the dirt nest not far in front of him, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "This is our place! There are mountain streams and rivers on the back of the mountain and facing the sun, and the hill is where the white tiger descends. Mr. Geography said this is a blessed place, but it can only flourish in one village."

Chen Fang was noncommittal about this. The locations of the villages are really good. Whether it is the traffic location or the geographical environment, they are all good places to raise villages. In fact, this is a big mountain depression. The only problem is that the population is too large. a village.

"So, look, the best of our villages used to be Dayangzhuang. Only those in their village were considered wealthy. Later, Yang Chengfu's family took control of them. Rich their brothers, you don’t need me to tell you, Dayangzhuang has gone downhill!”

"Except for him, Dayangzhuang, our two lives are better than yours, especially our queen, but there are many state cadres. This is a sign of our prosperity, but it hasn't fully flourished yet. You Chen Zhuangfa, this is wrong, Feng Shui should be transferred to our village."

A few old men around agreed, although they didn't have any hostility towards Chen Fang, but the meaning inside and outside the words sounded like Chen Zhuang owed them.

Chen Fang lost interest in listening to their talk about ancient times, patted his knees and was about to get up and walk around the front of Liu, but the old Liu didn't follow him, humming about what was wrong with Chen Zhuang.

"Several old men, our Chen Zhuang firstly didn't occupy your place, and secondly, we didn't use your water source. Even if Feng Shui turned to us, it's because you didn't grasp it yourself. If you want me to say, it might be the great monk of Qingshan Temple. Help, if he hadn't chanted scriptures and prayed for blessings, maybe there would be no such thing as a spring, Fengshui Fengshui, Lingquan is good Fengshui, right?"

The old men originally wanted to talk, but after hearing this, they looked at each other and nodded again and again: "Yes, it is the spirit spring, which is the essence of the earth's energy. Wherever the spirit spring comes from, you have to make a fortune. Our village originally had The water in the well is especially nourishing for people, but it has not flowed out in the past few years!"

"Haha, then we can't blame us. Feng Shui ran away by himself. Maybe it's because your village doesn't go to burn incense and worship Buddha. I remember that people in your village smashed the wall of Qingshan Temple, and blamed the monk for not praying for you. , is there such a thing?"

The faces of the old men were completely darkened. At this time, it was the fool of Liu Mazi's family who did it. At the beginning of the spring of the year before last, he was supposed to go to the temple to let the monk ring the blessing bell, but the fool donated [-] yuan of sesame oil, and asked the monk to He came out to knock, but almost made a fuss.

Chen Fang waved his hands and ignored these chattering old men, and left briskly. He couldn't reason with these people, he could only scare them by talking more chatter than them.

When he left Houliu's main street, Chen Fang turned his head and saw a few old men walking towards Liu Mazi's house angrily. The Feng Shui of the whole village, these old people expressed dissatisfaction.

Originally, Yang Xiaopang substituted a sentence for this matter to tell Chen Fang how dumbfounded that idiot was. Chen Fang said it casually, but he didn't expect it to have such a good effect. It's not bad, maybe it can give Liu Mazi Apply some pressure.

All these things are said to be coincidental. The conflict between the fool and Ming was the year before last. A year later, a spiritual spring appeared in Chenzhuang this year, and then began to become rich again. Although there is no way to investigate these things in detail, but in God In the eyes of nagging people, there is an inevitable relationship.

The boundary between Qianliu and Houliu is an east-west road in the middle. The south side of the road is Qianliu and the north is Houliu. Such boundaries have become increasingly blurred in people's concepts.

In fact, this kind of address is just a habit. The former Liu and the later Liu are in an administrative village, just like Dayangzhuang and Chenzhuang. People who are familiar with them will be divided like this. If they go to a farther place, they will only be regarded as one. village.

Many villages in the countryside are composed of different small villages, which are divided into different brigades, but often these brigade-like small villages are not in harmony, and the same is true for the front Liu and the back Liu.

Chen Fang chatted with a few ex-Liu people along the way and learned that although Liu Mazi was the village head of Liu Village, in fact the ex-Liu people were in charge of the accountant Liu Sancai. It is two small groups, and there are conflicts from time to time, although they are not violent.

Instead of directly asking about the Maichang, Chen Fang focused on the children who went to school and the homestead. After asking, he learned that the former Liu had more school-age dolls, and now there are more Liu adults who want homesteads.

In other words, the former Liu people are more concerned with the closing of the school in the town than the latter Liu, and the former Liu has always been at a disadvantage in terms of the division of the homestead. The homestead in the wheat field was actually given to them by Liu Mazi. Liu prepared.

After learning about the situation, Chen Fang approached Liu Sancai. Anyone who can be an accountant is a fine person in the village. Only this kind of person can win everyone's trust and find a balance of interests between the two brigade villages. .

People with different identities have always considered issues from different angles. As the accountant of Shuangliu Village and the former manager of Liu's responsibility, Liu Sancai was greatly surprised by Chen Fang's arrival. No one else thought he was just hanging out.

"Nephew, you are a distinguished guest. I usually go to your village to see you but I can't find anyone. What's the matter with Third Uncle today?" Liu Sancai politely poured tea made from ordinary tea leaves for Chen Fang's smoke, asked with a smile.

The village is like this. Although it is not a village, the relationship between neighboring villages is always inextricably linked. After Liu Sancai talked about his relatives in a roundabout way, he cheerfully became Chen Fang's uncle. In terms of age, he and Chen Dagui are also about the same age.

"Third Uncle is a sensible person, so I won't beat around the bush. I just came here to ask about the wheat farm. How do our villages take up the shares?" After the simple homely words, Chen Fang also explained the purpose of coming, He wanted to hear from the old accountant about the ownership of Maichang.

Liu Sancai's wrinkled face looked a little deep behind the curling smoke, he thought for a while before shaking his head and said: "I really don't remember the wheat field talking too much, it was an old grave in the commune, shared by several villages , Brother Dagui should also know about this."

Chen Fang nodded, and stopped hiding, and said directly: "The school in the town will be closed, and there are many children in our village who have not been able to go to school, right? Many people in our village want to move to the county to go to school. Your side Woolen cloth?"

Liu Sancai's cloudy eyes flickered brightly, as if he had been thinking for a while and couldn't understand why Chen Fang suddenly mentioned the school, nodded and said: "It's such a situation, I can only send it to the school in Dongguan as much as possible, but it's okay to go to the city. It's a big expense, look, nephew, how many households in our ex-Liu can go, and we can't go!"

Chen Fang smiled and lowered his head to take a sip of tea, and then said: "I heard that the school in Dongguan is going to be reorganized and expanded. In fact, it can also arrange for children to go to school, but the distance is a bit long, so I'm afraid we have to pick them up. The school in our village People think it's troublesome, so many plan to go to the county seat, after all, the schools in the county seat are better."

In a few words, Liu Sancai was wrinkled and his face was full of bitterness. There was nothing he could do. It was impossible for Liu Village to learn from the people of Chenzhuang. Recently, he was thinking about these things. Many people in the village had come to him. What I am afraid of is that the schools in Dongguan are not easy to get into.

Seeing the old accountant sighing in agreement, Chen Fang believed that he must have guessed it, maybe he was just not sure, and said with a smile: "Uncle Sancai, this is actually the reason why I came here. I am going to build a school in Maichangna for Kids around here go to school!"

In fact, it is not a big problem to send children to Dongguan Primary School. After all, it is impossible for school-age children to be forced to drop out of school. Get it from your parents.

This is easy to say, but picking up and dropping off children in rain or shine is actually quite a hassle for the farmers, especially when it’s busy farming season. They have to work day and night, and they have to take care of the children, which is a burden. Not too much.

Hearing that a primary school was going to be built in front of the house, Liu Sancai shook his hand and dropped the ashes on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Nephew, what you said is true? What kind of school? It's not a trivial matter for a baby to study."

Chen Fang smiled: "It's just like building roads in our village. Since it is going to be built, of course it is a good enough school. I am also contacting to recruit some teachers from the normal university in the city. They will not treat children badly. The biggest one is now The problem is, the piece of land in the wheat field cannot be taken down, and as you know, the one near us is suitable."

Liu Sancai took a deep puff on his cigarette, threw the butt away and said, "I'll go find Liu Mazi!"

(End of this chapter)