The off-road vehicles drove more and more deviantly, and they were about to drive out of the city, Zhou Chong couldn't help but ask: "Old Feng, where are you going to go?"

Feng Yiming didn't speak, and smiled at Zhang Jingjing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At first, Zhang Jingjing didn't find out, but as she got closer and closer to her destination, the girl's heart was filled all at once, with sweetness, satisfaction, and unexpected surprises.

The off-road vehicle carefully drilled into an ancient alley, and struggled to advance high and low on the bluestone slab, the people in the car were inevitably crooked, Feng Yiming put his arm around Zhang Jingjing's small waist, and asked in a low voice: "This gift is for you and for me." Are you satisfied?"

Zhang Jingjing threw away a lingering look that made Feng Yiming's heart skip a beat, nodded and leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder, closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment when surprise and happiness were coming.

The car stopped in front of a seemingly inconspicuous ancient house, and the group got out of the car, looked up at the high lintel, and the wall was carved with delicate reliefs, one person and one thing, vivid, extremely realistic.

This is the ancient house that Feng Yiming found last year when he took Zhang Jingjing to wander around in the old area of Qingping, for the plum that Zhang Jingjing wanted, Feng Yiming climbed the wall with great difficulty, and saw that although this inconspicuous ancient house was dilapidated, it had a profound heritage and a thousand atmospheres.

In the end, Feng Yiming asked Fang Han to come forward to buy this ancient mansion and ask a special ancient house construction team to repair it, which was a gift from Feng Yiming to himself and Zhang Jingjing.

Walking into the gate and bypassing the wall, Yu Fei and Zhou Chong couldn't help but exclaim, even Zhang Jingjing covered her mouth in surprise, in front of her was a garden of more than 20 square meters, planted with flowers and trees, and a rockery in the center that was more than two people tall and several meters long and wide was extremely conspicuous.

Even if he knew that this house was unusual, Zhang Jingjing didn't expect that just a short section of the road, wood carving, stone carving, and brick carving were all available.

Several middle-aged people in the main hall who were discussing things saw that the main master was coming, and they came out one after another, and Fang Han, who had come in advance, came over and said with a smile: "Feng Shao, Lao Wu has put a lot of effort into this house, and he can't miss it when he turns back to warm up his home." ”

Feng Yiming smiled and said hello to Wu Fan, during this time, he came here as soon as he was free, took the drawings and discussed with Wu Fan, although he didn't know much about ancient buildings, but Feng Yiming had visited many ancient villages in his later years, and he was not a stranger to this.

"The front hall and side hall are no problem, and they can even live in people. However, the back hall, as well as the gardens on both sides, still need to be repaired for a long time. Wu Fan pointed to the old man in the main hall, looked intently at the carved window, and whispered: "I was chatting with a friend a few days ago, and I mentioned it for a while, but my friend's father was a little interested in it, and he came here today to ......."

Feng Yiming smiled and shook his head, although this old man has gray hair and a thin body, he is full of energy and has bright eyes, Qingping is really small, and he can casually meet the old man in his previous life.

"This is the owner of the old house. Wu Fan introduced: "This is ......"

Feng Yiming waved his hand to interrupt Wu Fan's words, leaned over slightly and said, "Hello Teacher Qian." ”

Qian Zhongqi asked strangely: "Do you know me?"

"I have a senior who graduated from the history department of Jianghe University, and he once mentioned Mr. Qian to me. Feng Yiming said respectfully: "Mr. Qian's long-term research on the local history of Qingping has made up for a lot of gaps in the history of Qingping. ”

A trace of pride, a trace of reminiscence, and a trace of loss flashed in Qian Zhongqi's eyes, and he cheered up after half a ring, and said: "I have looked back and forth in this house two or three times, and I have checked the information for a long time when I went back, and I found some strange places. ”

According to the records of local history, this alley was built by a merchant in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and the whole alley is his private property, but this ancient house has the charm of Gusu garden regardless of the architectural style, the arrangement of the gardens on both sides, and the landscape. ”

"I speculate that this businessman is likely to have lived in Gusu for a long time, and in his later years, he returned to his roots before he built this house, the garden on both sides, the soil is the platform, the stone is the mountain, and the water is the pool. ”

I bought a house casually, and I actually picked up a treasure? Feng Yiming was a little excited, and couldn't wait to walk into the garden.

After walking a few steps, the garden was overgrown with weeds, and there was no way, Zhou Chong's mouth was the fastest, and he couldn't help asking: "I haven't been to Gusu, but the fame of Gusu Garden is known to everyone in the world, is Gusu Garden like this?"

"If you can't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!" Feng Yiming kicked the fat man lightly, turned his head and asked, "Teacher Qian, please give me some advice." ”

Qian Zhongqi walked in front of him, along the periphery of the grass, pointing while talking, and quickly circled the garden, and finally sighed: "Although the area is small, the house and the garden are only more than 2,000 square meters, but the subtlety is not inferior to the ancient garden, I never knew ......"

Feng Yiming knows that this teacher Qian works at the Qingping History Museum, and also holds a position in the Cultural Bureau, the meaning of this sentence is obvious, this house is a treasure, a treasure of Qingping City, don't you donate it?

Do you still spit out the fat that you swallowed? Feng Yiming pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't squeak, but he inquired about Teacher Qian's son, who was later famous in Qingping City.

It's a pity that Qian Zhongqi came here to persuade the owner of the ancient house to donate the house or sell it to the museum, but the old man's wish was not fulfilled and he left in frustration.

Fang Han took Feng Yiming and Zhang Jingjing into the side hall, and the two entrances in the corner were two bedrooms.

Feng Yiming gave a thumbs up to Wu Fan, "Old Wu, you really have a hand, I haven't come to see it for more than a month, and it's actually changed a lot!"

"It's still early. Wu Fan said with a smile: "The damage to the back hall is more serious, there is a lot of rain during this time, I will build a shed first, and then start construction after the Huangmei weather is over." I won't be ugly in the garden, I'll introduce you to a garden master when I go back, in fact, Mr. Qian is the most suitable, but it's a pity that ......"

Feng Yiming said angrily: "It's not that I'm stingy, even if I donate it, where will the money come from to repair the museum? ”

Waiting for Wu Fan to leave with a group of people from the construction team, Feng Yiming and Zhang Jingjing began to walk slowly from the gate, the woodcarved lions on the beams of the main hall are solemn and mighty, the carved windows are exquisite, the back of the heavy wall is faintly engraved with handwriting, and the stone steps with moss make people realize the long history of the house.