Chapter 230: Shaoqing is back

Le Lang took Shaya and Saburo to walk slowly down the path by the stream, the gurgling stream flowed, Saburo ran in front, and Saya next to him was crying like a bird. When she came to a foreign country, Shaya did not feel strange, but liked everything here, not because of the mountains and rivers here, but because of the people she loved here.

When Le Lang rescued her, Shaya was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, and at that time, she would only cry and call Mommy all day long, but she didn't expect to be so old in a blink of an eye, and she has matured a lot after all kinds of things.

A row of banana trees by the stream makes this creek look more colorful, the street lights that Le Lang told Ah Cong last time have been installed, and now at night, the lights here are bright, and some people will take their families here for a walk after eating, and walk back and forth, as if it has become a scene of Xiaoxi Village.

The old houses on the road of Xiaoxi Village have been converted into pedestrian street-like shops, the land in front of it has been changed into a square for tourists to rest, and a simple embankment has been made by the stream, and a row of willows has been planted on the bank, which looks very beautiful in the south of the Yangtze River. There are one or two small boats docked by the stream for visitors to take a boat ride, but they can only go down and not up. The water above is too deep and prone to accidents, and the water below is shallow, so it is okay to fall.

Walking in the shops, Shaya happily watched from shop to shop, and soon wore a straw hat on her head, and a string of beads in her hand, looking very cute and cute, and Saburo also got a bottle of soapy water to blow bubbles.

San Lang blew the bubbles, looking at the bubbles fluttering in the wind and quacking happily, making Shaya next to him envious.

"San Lang, blow it to my sister, okay." Shaya lowered her head and asked Saburo.

Eighteen-year-old Shaya didn't know if she was adhering to the tradition of precocious girls in the West, although people are small, other places are not small, Le Lang accidentally looked at it, but it was xiōng There are hills and ravines, so he quickly turned his head and looked around, pretending not to see it.

"Here, but my sister wants to blow a big bubble." Saburo handed the bottle to Shaya and said to her with a serious face.

"Well," Shaya responded, took the soapy water in her hand, laughed happily, and sprinkled it casually, bubbles flew all over the sky, she quickly sprinkled bubbles around Le Lang and San Lang, and after a while, Le Lang and San Lang were already submerged in bubbles, and San Lang screamed excitedly, how can he remember to let Shaya help him blow a big bubble.

Looking at Shaya, who had a child's heart, Le Lang couldn't help laughing, turned around and went to the store to buy two bottles of soapy water, one bottle with San Lang, and then blew bubbles. For a moment, the three of them were flooded with countless bubbles, turning into a sea of bubbles.

After blowing the bubbles, Le Lang bought a string of sugar gourds for Shaya and San Lang, who were full of excitement, and each of the three held a string of sugar gourds, eating and walking, comfortable and leisurely.

Walking and walking, I came to the entrance of the temple, a large number of old people at the entrance of the temple were chatting leisurely, and a few old people next to them were playing with musical instruments, some were playing the second string, some were pulling the erhu, some were playing the hole flute, some were playing the pipa, and some old people were listening and watching with relish. Le Lang said hello to several old people who knew each other and walked into the temple.

The entrance of the temple is more than two people high, one side is engraved with the pine crane to prolong the year, the other side is engraved with the stone drum of spiral lines, in the past, Lelang their favorite is to sit on this stone drum, it feels like riding a horse, it is very majestic.

In the old days, a pair of stone drums in front of the door were erected as a sign of merit. In the era of feudal hierarchy, those who had no merit and fame could not set up a "drum" in front of the door. If you want to decorate the façade and show its wealth, you can also make the door sleeper stone in front of the door as high as the drum stone, but the decoration xìng part in front of the door should be square, which is different from the "drum", which is called "pier", and no matter how high it is, it is also called "pier". There is an example, in Fushan District, Yantai, the Wang manor built in the early years of the Republic of China, the threshold of the gate is as high as people's knees, and there is a pair of stone gate piers in front of the door, and the stone piers are carved on all sides, which is a very delicate work of art. In those days, if it was not a festival or ceremonial occasion, the door pier was covered with a wooden cover, which showed its luxury. However, it is a "dun" and not a "drum".

Pick up your feet and cross the threshold of lacquer knees, I remember that I used to grit my teeth when I crossed this threshold, and once I almost hit the bottom, and when I went back, I found a knife and slashed a few times on the threshold to vent my hatred. In the past, the threshold was directly related to the high status of the eunuchs, haven't you heard of "the threshold of the official eunuch family is high"?

In the past, there were many taboos in the temple, such as crossing the threshold, the man who crossed the threshold must step with the left foot first, the woman must step with the right foot first, and the wrong step cannot be taken, the man with the left foot is into the Western Pure Land, and the right foot is into the eighteen layers of hell, and the woman is just the opposite, and he must not be sloppy at all. Also, don't step on the threshold, which will make people float in the two worlds of yīn and yang, and they will neither become gods nor be reincarnated.

However, now people care about you so much, and it's not just you who can go to the Pure Land in the West, not the Heaven of God and the Thirty-Three Heavens of Taoism, where you can't go, and now people are almost forgetting their ancestors, so why don't you care so much.

Walking through the threshold, on the left and right sides are painted with colorful gilt portraits of Qin Shubao and Wei Chigong, lifelike, solemn and majestic.

After Shaya saw it, she whispered to Le Lang, "It's so beautiful." ”

Le Lang rolled his eyes when he heard this, this is not just good-looking.

The temples are carved and painted, and every place has a story.

"San Lang, come here." As soon as he walked in, Le Lang heard someone shouting next to him, and when he turned his head, it was an old taro, and there were a few old men in the village next to him, and a few people were making tea over there.

When San Lang heard the shout, he walked over and called out sweetly, "Old taro Grandpa." He often plays with the old taro's grandson Shidan, and he is also very familiar with the old taro.

"This little fat man, just call him Ah Gong, but he can't change it." The old taro smiled and said to a few old men next to him.

"San Lang, come here, Grandpa will give you candy to eat."

"San Lang has a lot of sugar, Uncle Ah Lang said, children who eat too much sugar will get worms,......, Grandpa, your sugar is so beautiful,......" San Lang said to others that he couldn't eat too much sugar, and at the same time opened his pocket and asked people to put the sugar in his pocket, making several old men laugh toothless.

Le Lang didn't care about San Lang, said hello to a few old men, and took Shaya to walk around the temple. The temple in Xiaoxi Village actually has a name, called "Dayu Palace", but this has nothing to do with Dayu, but because it is called so at the foot of Dayu Mountain. Usually no one calls this name, everyone is called the temple and the temple, and it is estimated that some juniors don't know that the temple in the village is called Dayu Palace.

In the main hall, there is a life-size painted statue of a god who came here to open up the wasteland, and a black horse is riding under him, the black horse opens his mouth and roars, the ancestor riding on the horse holds a big axe in his hand, a black face is angry and his eyes are round, and there are two life-size Wenchen generals on the left and right, and the walls around him are painted with ink on the great achievements of the ancestors, and there are portraits of thirty-six Tiangang on the top. On both sides of the main hall are also enshrined Zhusheng Niangniang and Baosheng Emperor, Le Lang bowed for a while and took Shaya to continue walking inside.

After walking around, San Lang ran over, came to Le Lang, took a handful of candy and said to them: "Uncle Ah Lang, Uncle Ah Lang, eat sugar, Sister Shaya eat sugar." ”

Le Lang shook his head, but he still took a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth to eat, Shaya also took one, San Lang put the rest of the sugar in his pocket, and talked to Le Lang about the things he took from a few old men with excitement.

I said hello to a few old men at the door, walked out, and in a blink of an eye, the afternoon was about to pass, and the glow faintly appeared in the distance, and the sunset was about to bring the lonely dusk.

In the distance, a taxi drove over quickly, and Lelang and the others just walked to the square in front of the temple, and the taxi stopped not far from them. The car door opened, Cai Shaoqing stepped out of the car, and looked at Le Lang with a light smile.

Suddenly, the world was quiet, only listening to the sound of the wind, the people next to him opened their mouths widely, Shaya's hand was still holding Le Lang's arm, and the people next to him looked at it and thought to themselves: This is what happened.

As early as when Shaya came to the village to look for Le Lang, Shaoqing's good sister reported to her, but she still trusted Le Lang's character, he was not the kind of person who messed with grass. But I couldn't help thinking about it, so I simply called a taxi back, and my heart was both nervous and excited, as if I had a malicious feeling of grabbing a bag.

Le Lang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, feeling as if there was a murderous aura, stirring up the turbulence in the air.

Seeing Shaoqing slowly walking over, he hurriedly smiled and said to her, "I'm back." ”

"Hmm," Shaoqing replied softly.

"Shaya, this is my wife Shaoqing, Shaoqing is Shaya." Le Lang gave Shaoqing and Shaya a brief introduction, with a smile on his face, not daring to act too much.

"Sister Shaya." Shaoqing smiled and shouted at Shaya.

"Sister Shaoqing."

The two got to know each other for a while, and they seemed to be harmonious, but Le Lang felt a little wrong.

Suddenly, Le Lang saw Naruto's boating in the distance, and hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Naruto, Naruto......"

Telling Naruto to dock the boat, a few people walked back in Naruto's fishing boat, Shaoqing and Shaya seemed to be very compatible, and they chatted for a while, fortunately, Shaya's Chinese is good, and the two of them can still communicate.

Looking at the two of them, Le Lang couldn't help but secretly break out in a cold sweat, feeling strange in his heart, he didn't do anything bad, but under the gaze of Shaoqing's eyes, why did he feel weak?

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