After sending the group away, Jin Lian continued the interrupted topic. Before he could talk about it for long, someone entered the courtyard again, and it was Sixi. He pushed the door and came in, and saw Feng'er and Zhong'er sitting in the room, looking very surprised. Then, he became cramped and panicked again, looking embarrassed to say and stop.

Jin Lian said that Feng'er and Zhong'er came to work for business, so there was nothing to do. If there is anything, you can tell it to your face, and you don't need to shy away from it.

Sixi muttered, "People from outside the mountain want to ask me to show me the homestead cemetery." When I came back, I wanted to sit in a hotel in the town, do you have anything to give to my third brother?

Jin Lian said, didn't you just go out two days ago, why do you want to go out again?

Sixi replied that there was a lot of free time during the New Year's Festival, and they all wanted to finish the accumulated things in their free time. From this New Year's month, until around Qingming, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay at home. There are a lot of people waiting to say hello.

Jin Lian said, just in time, I knitted a new woolen pants for the Sifang, and I was worried about finding someone to take them. It's better for you to go, and it will save me a leg mile. After that, she took out a new pair of woolen pants from the back room, wrapped them in a bag, and handed them to Sixi.

Sixi took the package, said hello to Feng'er, and exited the courtyard in a panic.

Here, Jin Lian continued the interrupted topic and spoke to Feng'er and the others in detail. Although they are all old rumors, the same thing, from Jin Lian's mouth, is more traceable and systematic. The servants just pulled unhurriedly, and it took up an afternoon to finish speaking. Zhong Er also recorded most of the thick part in the notebook

Zhong Er looked very excited and said, I'm afraid it's enough just to sort out these things.

Subsequently, Zhong Er seemed to be very interested in Jin Lian's medical treatment. He kept asking Jin Lian about the many details and confusions in the process of seeing a doctor and making a decision. Jin Lian explained them one by one, which was nothing more than the magic power of the gods, the words of the immortals, and the words of fate. Feng'er listened to it tastelessly, but Zhong'er listened to it with relish.

Out of Jin Lian's house, walking on the way home, Zhong Er asked Feng'er, do you say that Jin Lian really has any divine spells. Otherwise, why do so many people believe her? It seems that it is all on the point, and no one can't help but believe it.

Feng'er replied, it's not good to listen to it, you have to believe these nonsense things. Has anyone ever seen a god, isn't it just empty talk?

Zhong'er shook her head and said, "Auntie, don't talk too much." There are some strange and mysterious things that are difficult to explain at the current level of science. Only when you go deep and fully understand the many links in it can you analyze it and explain it in a scientific manner. This is also an important part of the treasures of ancient civilization that China has hoarded and evolved over thousands of years, and it is not necessary to discard and trample on it at will.

Feng'er smiled and said, Zhong'er, you have a set of civilized words, the more I listen to it, the more confused I become. I warn you, oh, don't get into the depths. If you really fall into it, you will also become a witch and a god, and the sister-in-law of Xylophone will not spare you. Your future will be ruined.

Zhong Er also smiled and said, I treat these things from the perspective of scientific research and critical analysis, how can I become a witch and a god.

Feng'er chased uneasily, I think, you better be careful.

Zhenshu walked into the xylophone family courtyard alone after Feng'er and Zhong'er visited Jin Lian's house for dinner on the second day.

At that time, Maosheng's family had already had dinner. Maosheng was brushing the pot and washing the dishes, Jing'er took Jin Ye and Huaiyu to Sour Xing's house, Xingzi went back to the stone field, Xylophone went to the preserved fruit factory for a meeting, and Zhong'er was concentrating on studying and sorting out the investigation notes of the past two days. The family goes their own way, each is busy with its own business, and does not interfere with each other.

For two days, Zhong'er has been in a state of inexplicable excitement. In the seemingly peaceful Xinghua Village, there are many historical relics and rich folk historical materials that Zhong'er is buried. Whether it is a ghost story chasing after the wind and shadows, or a bizarre rumor with a famous name and a physical evidence, it all verifies that the small Xinghua Village has a profound cultural heritage and historical deposit. Maybe Zhong Er has a strong interest in these things from the bottom of his bones, or Zhong Er has developed the habit of studying the corresponding major because of his academic relationship. In short, in the past few days, Zhong'er has stopped running into the stone field, but has almost obsessively arched into these amazing and interesting investigations, completely forgetting the value theory of wealth accumulation that Xingzi vigorously instills in him on weekdays. At dinner time, Xingzi also laughed at him, saying that he cleaned up some useless things to consume his youth and time needlessly. Zhong Er ignored him, feeling that Xingzi had an incompatible fission with himself in terms of social values and life values.

The arrival of Zhenshu was unexpected by Maosheng.

Since the creation of the temple, the relationship between the two has not come together because of the experience of starting a business together, but they have gone further and further in different directions. The reason for this is well known to both of them. Mao Sheng was willing to risk the fearlessness and stubbornness of fighting with the xylophone to the end, and helped Zhenshu to establish the foundation of the Immortal Temple. Looking back, he found that there was too much gap between the original idea of building a temple and reality. One of the gaps is that the temple that he has built with great difficulty has not become the pure land in his mind, but has become the private territory of Zhenshu's family, and it is a family temple built for others. The second gap is that the establishment of the temple has not brought much blessing to the whole village. What should be happening is still happening. The sun and moon that should have passed are still spent unhurriedly in hard labor and hard sweat. He gradually became suspicious and confused about the efficacy of the temple. Subsequently, he had deep doubts about the original agitation and commitment of Zhenshu's family. However, in front of people, especially in front of Xylophone and others, he never mentioned it. The reason for this is only he who understands it.

Because of this, the two rarely moved. Even if we meet on weekdays, we say hello politely, eat and drink, you are busy and I am busy. Immediately, they walked away, and it was difficult to have a topic of common interest.

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