As an important border trade town of Hunan, Hubei and Jiangxi provinces in ancient times, Fujie is a bright pearl on the ancient tea horse road known as the Southern Silk Road. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty around 1420 AD, it began its initial construction, opened the port to trade, and large-scale construction in the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, which made the rich street have a heyday of prosperity in the Daoguang period.

The whole street building complex from east to west, four streets and eight lanes, well-shaped layout, criss-crossed, the overall along the axis direction by the mountains and rivers, the total construction area of more than 30,000 square meters, the street paved with stone slabs in the street is more than 600 meters long. Most of the houses are shops and residences in the form of "front shops, squares, back houses, inns" and other forms of frontage configurations. After school, Yuan Qiuhua walked along an ancient stone road about four meters wide on Laozheng Street to his grandmother's house. There are many old houses on both sides of the street, the stone lion on the stone pillar outside the door, stepping on the hydrangea, majestic and majestic, she reaches out from time to time to touch a lifelike hydrangea, or looks up at the vivid beasts on the cornice, the intricate carvings on the railing, encounters a small garden built up with stones, and will tiptoe to the wall to peek a few times.

The first is a breakfast shop, opposite is a tea house, the second is a supply and marketing cooperative, the opposite door is a grain and oil store, and then down is a grocery store, a pharmacy, a tea house, a wine shop, a hemp shop and so on. When he was walking with the eighth uncle, he pointed out one by one, saying, "This is your grandfather's industry, your grandfather is preparing to build Wuhan University, and it has been sold, and when he is in a hurry, he only sold two thousand silver dollars, which is a big loss!" She thought, grandpa is really a loser, even if he leaves a shop and doesn't sell it, at least the descendants won't run around in school, it's too hard.

The drum stone in front of the door, the stone horse tether on the wall, and the bucket arch under the eaves must be the symbol of the downtown area at that time. Go to school during the day, shuttle through the old house, feel the immersion of traditional culture with a pious heart, be amazed by the wisdom of the ancients, and leave school in the evening, wander the stone road of the old street, and experience the atmosphere of human life. The wood-paneled houses with lights emitting soft light and shadow, babies crying, adults laughing, children laughing in the distance, chickens and dogs barking.

Yuan Qiuhua recalled the pictures of the prosperity of the commercial port in the old pictorial, remembered the glory of the ancestors, the bustling crowd in her brain, and the shouting and shouting in the city, and was in a trance for a moment, as if the scenes overlapped, time went backwards, and everything was traversing, dignified and dreamy, arousing the waves buried in her heart. The scene of the year came to her mind, with the caravans coming from the south to the north, bringing utensils, tea, salt, silk, medicinal herbs, and spices from the south, and mules and horses, agate, leather, mutton, grapes, walnuts, and a dazzling array of goods from the north. The huge bazaar attracted rich merchants and magnates to set up shops and trade here, or small merchants and hawkers to set up stalls here to buy and sell, and also attracted soldiers from the official government, monks and nuns preaching, fortune tellers, porters who picked up luck, women and children who purchased goods, and children who were busy with the scene.

When Yuan Qiuhua was a child, he didn't catch food, he didn't catch play, he didn't grab needlework, he didn't grab a sword, but he only grabbed a pen, not a fountain pen, nor a small brush, but a big wolf - a special brush for writing couplets.

The eighth uncle exclaimed: God has eyes, there are talents in the second master's family in the future, Mr. Ying is reincarnated, Wenqu Xing is descending to earth!

Yuan Huanxuan stroked his palms and laughed: Look at you are so happy, accept her as an apprentice, I will hire you as a Xixi seat and teach classical culture.

The eighth uncle was also so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut: Mr. Ying taught me how he did, I taught Xiao Ying the same way, the firstborn girl, the sweetheart, I'm afraid that you are reluctant to let her suffer and suffer.

Yuan Huanxuan said: Why is a famous teacher reluctant to produce a high-level apprentice?

The eighth uncle said: False praise, elevated! If you are knowledgeable, I am here with the second young master, and I am playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Yuan Huanxuan said: Parents spoil and have no principles, if it weren't for a clever master, he couldn't teach his children, this good errand really wouldn't be your turn.

The two hit it off, Yuan Qiuhua was enlightened and taught at the age of three, from the "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Text", "Zengguang Xianwen" to "Disciple Rules", "Liweng Rhyme", "Kindergarten Qionglin", "Zhuzi Family Motto", and then to "Three Hundred Tang Poems", "Ancient Texts and Views", "Book of Songs", "Zizhi Tongjian". The eighth uncle asked Yuan Qiuhua to recite it backwards, and if he couldn't recite it, he would hit his palm. Children are fun, love to be lively, locked in the study to read, regarded as painting the ground as a prison, bitter and boring, unwilling, unwilling, and do everything possible to avoid difficulties. After going to school, Yuan Qiuhua likes to read villain books, comic books, etc., and prefers to read "One Hundred Thousand Whys", "Xiaolin Guangji", "Story Collection", "Movie Pictorial" and so on. After school in the afternoon, Yuan Qiuhua either ran home or wandered the streets, but he didn't want to make up for the two-hour ancient literature class.

The eighth uncle waited for Yuan Qiuhua to make up the class in the cultural store, but he couldn't stay for a long time, so he went out to look for it. When I came to Lao Zheng Street, I saw her standing on the street in a daze. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull her towards the cultural station.

Culture stands at the east end of New Street, next to the waterworks. In 1985, in accordance with Yuan Shijie's long-cherished wish, Mr. Yuan Hongyi, the fourth son in Taiwan, sent back the money, which was undertaken by Yuan Huanxuan to build a waterworks on Fu Street. The villagers erected a stone tablet of merit on the street, remembered their grace, and carved the five big characters of "Dunmu drinking water", which has a profound meaning and far-reaching artistic conception.

The eighth uncle asked Yuan Qiuhua to stand in front of the monument of merit and pondered: Think about what you can do, what should you do now, what will happen to you in the future, what can you do for your hometown?

Yuan Qiuhua said: Other girls don't want to, why should I want to? Other girls can play, why can't I play?

The eighth uncle said: Other girls, sitting in the well and watching the sky, can live like their mother in the future, and the toad in the well is full of feet. With only the blood flowing on your body, you can't, and you can't do it, your ancestors withdrew from the provincial capital, and you want the carp to jump the dragon gate and then jump into the provincial capital!

Yuan Qiuhua said: I don't want to, and I don't want either!

The eighth uncle said: Inheritance is not up to you or not, inheritance is not up to you whether you want it or not, and responsibility does not allow you to just want to be happy for a while. No matter what you become when you grow up, what happens to you, you go around and around, you twist and turn, and eventually you will turn back on this path.

Yuan Qiuhua said: I don't believe it! This is my fate?

The eighth uncle said: Yes! You are this fate! Your grandfather, your grandmother, your father, and you are all destined to hold a pen! You ask yourself, why do you have to grab a pen to catch Zhou? Why don't you like other women to grab food, play, and wear? You read the Four Books and the Five Classics, and God has already destined it!

Yuan Qiuhua said: I am destined to be the first in the exam every time, get a full score in my essay, and send good news home in the school gongs and drums.

The eighth uncle said: This is talent, God's generous gift to you, if you live up to God's favor for you, let you count down next time, see if you still have the face to see people?

Yuan Qiuhua: "Historical Records", can't I learn it?