At this time, the sour apricot had long been unable to see the black head under the stage. He desperately searched his mind for the new words and phrases that were still alive and kicking just now, but now they were nowhere to be found. The more anxious you are, the more you can't catch a shadow. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't spit out a word. provoked a low laughter from the audience.

Secretary Hu comforted with a pleasant face, don't worry, speak slowly. It's all acquaintances, nothing to complain about.

Sour Xing was forced to be helpless, trembling for a long time, and finally said a word. He said incoherently, "Today, it's good, it's good anywhere." Let's all work together to make the future better.

With that, Sour Apricot bowed to the audience in a panic, and then limped back to the audience. His incoherent words, coupled with his embarrassed appearance, finally caused the audience to lean forward and laugh. Although the scene was lively, the order of the venue was also a little chaotic.

Yang Xiande was not very satisfied, but he did not show it on the spot. Under his chairmanship, the meeting continued.

When the meeting was dispersed, someone suddenly came with the news that a rare treasure had been dug up at the foot of the North Mountain. People are curious to ask what kind of treasure it is. The rumors are not clear, but they are sure that it is a good thing that they have never seen before, so if you don't believe it, go and see it. This rumor not only aroused everyone's interest, but also moved Hu and Yang. Yang Xiande asked the xylophone vigorously, what kind of treasure is still hidden in your village, tell me.

Xylophone is also a second monk who is confused. She said, "What's the treasure?" In addition to the trees, it is the soil and the soil, what treasures can be hidden.

Yang Xiande waved his hand and said, Let's go, take a look, and see what kind of rare scenery can be produced in the mountains. With that, he took the lead in running to the north mountain. Behind him, followed by a group of people attending the meeting, it formed a stream of people, rolling towards the foot of the mountain north of the village.

During this period of time, in the huge Xinghua Village, there is another person who has become fascinated day and night and nervous all day long with sour apricots, and that is Li Zhenshu.

Unlike Sour Xing, the reason for Zhenshu's nerves is not how to behave well in the human field, but the grand cause that he and his third daughter-in-law Jin Lian have been planning for many years to create. That is, the financial and manpower to build the temple is so scarce that it has even reached the dilemma of having no rice to cook without pay. Prior to this, Zhenshu and Jin Lian had a very simple plan, that is, to build a temple at the foot of the North Mountain, carefully worship their own god teachers, and create a dojo for worshipping the gods. On the whole, it promotes the divine law, helps all sentient beings, and accumulates good virtues. In private, such as the reputation outside the window lattice, the inviolable sanctity of the village, the benefits of sitting and enjoying the benefits of it, etc., can only be understood, not spoken.

After several years of hard work, this grand cause has reached the time of the gong. First, the movement of Jin Lian is getting bigger and bigger, and its influence is getting stronger and stronger. Gradually spread out of the mountain, swept the entire Beishan Town, and even affected some towns and villages in the surrounding counties, and continued to expand to the surrounding villages and towns. Therefore, the construction of the temple has a certain mass base and social influence. Second, in the village, with the sour apricot woman and Mao's life and death to follow up and join, it made the temple have a foundation. Just imagine, the appearance of the sour apricot woman showed the acquiescence of the old cadre team represented by sour apricot to this matter in a wordless move. Maosheng's participation conveyed an accurate message to the villagers, that is, the recognition of the temple building by the party in power represented by the xylophone. In this way, the construction of the temple has public opinion support and political guarantee. [End of Chapter]