Leaving the park, the group sat down in a quiet café for an afternoon.

At about six o'clock in the evening, everyone had a meal together.

After Feng Qingyan and Tang Dan left, Chen Xiaoding, a little girl, said to Chen Ke with an expectant expression: "Mom, is it okay to let your uncle be Xiaoding's father?"

When Chen Ke heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In fact, Feng Qingyan gave her a very good impression, both in appearance and temperament, and she was fatally attractive to women. Moreover, the whole humanistic quality is polite, gentle and elegant, and it also exudes a faint scholarly atmosphere.

It can be said that it is the ideal partner for many women.

Although they had only met twice, Chen Ke had a good impression of him.

It is a very dangerous thing for a woman to have a crush on a man.

At this time, Chen Ke looked at Chen Xiaoding, the little girl, a little stunned, in fact, she also found that this little girl was very intimate with Feng Qingyan, which surprised her.

It's just two faces.

Why does this little girl have such a good impression of him?

Chen Ke was a little confused, but she also vaguely felt that Feng Qingyan was like a person.

"Mom, okay, let my uncle be Xiaoding's father. Chen Xiaoke, a little girl, took Chen Ke's hand and said coquettishly.

"Silly girl. ”

Chen Ke was speechless, and pulled her home.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, under the send-off of Qin Wuming and Yu Guanhai, Feng Qingyan boarded the plane back to the provincial capital.

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, I stayed at a hotel in the provincial capital.

Early the next morning, he took the train back to the county seat and asked the bully to pick him up.

When Feng Qingyan returned to the village, he heard that Li Tianrong, the loser, secretly pulled away the Nanmu coffin last night.

At home, Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed slightly.

"Qingyan, did you get the money?"

At this time, the old village chief sitting opposite him asked a little nervously, he knew that Feng Qingyan had gone out for two or three days just to make money, but now Feng Qingyan frowned, which made him have a bad premonition, did he not get money?

The old village chief looked a little worried, if Feng Qingyan didn't get the money, then the village's tourism would not be able to do it at all.

"Don't worry, the old village chief, you don't have to worry about money. Feng Qingyan stretched his brows and said with a slight smile, "In the next few days, I am going to set up a company......

"Did you really get it?"

The old village chief was a little surprised, and his whole body trembled a little.

At this time, Luo Zhengming, the son of the old village chief, who is the current village head, also came to Feng Qingyan's house, and was also a little excited after hearing that Feng Qingyan got the money.

"Qingyan, don't worry, I'll help you with everything else. ”

Luo Zhengming said with a smile, he basically knew Feng Qingyan's plan, and he absolutely supported it.

"Uncle Ming, with your words, I am relieved. Feng Qingyan said that with the strong support of the two village chiefs, everything will be easy to do.

After chatting for a while, Luo Zhengming also left.

Feng Qingyan made tea, and asked while drinking: "Old village chief, did Tianrong really steal his mother's Nanmu coffin and sell it?"

"That bastard, come back and see if I don't kill him. As soon as the old village chief heard the loser, he immediately became furious, they were still talking about it a few days ago, and they didn't expect that the loser had really stolen it and sold it.

"Old village chief, do you know where he is?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"I don't know. The old village chief shook his head, "That bastard, he fainted his wife......"

After the old village chief left, Feng Qingyan came to the Land Temple.

In these two or three days, nothing happened to the Land Temple, although in these two or three days, there was no auspicious sign in the sky above the Land Temple, but Feng Qingyan had already explained. In the future, the auspicious image of the Land Temple no longer appears every day, but every once in a while.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qingyan walked to Li Tianrong's house.

On the steps of a dilapidated mud-brick house, a slightly hunched old woman sat quietly, her gaze a little glazed, quietly looking in the direction of the village.

"Aunt Li, Aunt Li......"

Feng Qingyan called out several times in a row, but the old woman still sat there quietly, as if she didn't hear his cry at all.

Feng Qingyan sighed and left.

Back at home, Feng Qingyan pulled out a yellowed book from the study.

The book is called "Disciple Rules", which lists the rules and norms that disciples should abide by at home, when they go out, when they treat others, when they receive things, and when they study.

At this time, he made a book of tea, and then sat on a wicker chair and read it slowly.

"Disciple rules, sage training, the first filial piety, the second sincere faith. Pan love the public, and kindness, if you have spare energy, you will learn literature. Parents call, don't delay, parents live, don't be lazy......"

His voice was subdued, full of charm, with a leisurely antiquity, echoing throughout the courtyard.

"Di Zi Gui" only has more than 1,000 words, and he read it quickly.

After reading it, I slowly drank my tea and looked quietly into the distance, as if thinking about something. In the evening, he walked around the village again, followed by a burly black dog.

In the evening, the village chief, the old village chief, Qigong, Uncle Feng and others all gathered at his house to drink tea and began to discuss the development of the village.

Late at night, Feng Qingyan took out the household registration record and slowly flipped through it.

In the past two or three days, his divine power has broken through ten thousand wisps, and these ten thousand wisps of divine power have turned into a drop of golden divine liquid the size of a little finger in his token.

"It's still too little. ”

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but shake his head.

Although in the past few days, the incense of the land temple has been very vigorous, as lively as the usual New Year's festival, but there are really fewer people in the village.

"It's better to take your time, don't rush, don't rush......"

Feng Qingyan said calmly, and then set out to deal with the things to deal with in the past two or three days, in fact, there was nothing to deal with in the past few days. At this time, he saw several villagers kneeling under the land temple god case, two of whom had been kneeling for two days......

"Three days, isn't it too easy......

He was thinking, should he make it more difficult for Yuye?

After dealing with the matter of the Land Temple, Feng Qingyan traveled the entire world again with his soul out of his body. When he woke up the next day, he didn't find the two big yellow birds of paradise, which surprised him slightly.

"Flew away?"

They were not seen for a morning, which made Feng Qingyan quite curious.

In the afternoon, Feng Qingyan went to the county seat to prepare for various affairs of the company, and with a large amount of funds in hand, it was naturally much faster to do various affairs. Moreover, the sudden appearance of a big financier to invest in the county was very welcoming to the entire Qingshan County Government, and it was almost a green light all the way.

Moreover, Feng Qingyan didn't spend much money to buy the management rights of Qingshan Village for 50 years.

On the third day, a thin body sneaked back to the village.

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