"The master is wrong."

This boast made Yuan Lang really embarrassed, not that he was telling a lie, but the national fortune is not the national fortune, he really hasn't thought that far, in the final analysis, it is just a feeling.

"Hehe, it's not a false praise......"

After a pause, Jingchen seemed to be thoughtful, and paused for a long time before saying: "Time, life, and heroism...... There are some things that I am indeed inferior to Xie Jushi! ”

"Master Jingchen doesn't need to blame himself, who would have expected that situation back then......"

Yuan Lang didn't understand the meaning of this exclamation, but Yan Weixun still knew that Master Jingchen was sighing about a knot between him and his adoptive father.

"Hehe, if I could think so clearly like a little Taoist friend back then, I'm afraid Xie Jushi wouldn't blame me for so long."

Retracting his gaze, Jingchen looked at Yuan Lang again and said, "Little Daoist thinks, how about breaking ground today?" ”

"Yes, Xiao Yuan, Master Jingchen, you two still help me get an idea......

Although he was saying this, Yan Weixun really couldn't wait to move the grave immediately, after all, he knew how many years Xie Lao had been thinking about this matter, and if he completed it one day earlier, it would be even if he helped the old man achieve his wish one day earlier.

"This Silent Dust Master, it's good that you're in charge."

Since Master Jingchen asked so, Yuan Lang also knew that it must have been calculated a long time ago, and asking was just to respect his own opinion, of course he wouldn't say much.

Besides, this groundbreaking is not the same as moving the grave, and the grave relocation is more exquisite, but if the ground is broken, in fact, as long as it is said on the yellow calendar that it is appropriate to break the ground, travel, burial, and sacrifice days, in addition, basically as long as you pay attention to not noon, avoid direct sunlight and the like, this kind of thing can be handled even by the two little Taoist priests brought by Jingchen, and Yuan Lang will not point fingers.

Besides, people like Mrs. Xie who have never entered the ancestral grave are actually considered lonely graves, like this situation, in feng shui, in fact, the smaller the movement, the better, and there is no need to do any French style, because the folk believe that the lonely grave was not included in the roster of the land lord.

"Okay, since Xiao Daoyou has no opinion...... "Pinched his fingers and calculated, Jingchen said: "Shen Shi is gold, then Shen Shi breaks the ground......

"Thank you two very much, I'll go get ready first."

Listening to Jingchen's explanation, Yan Weixun nodded quickly, opened the car door, and led the two little Taoist priests to prepare things.

"I won't bother the master anymore."

In the course of such a short exchange just now, Yuan Lang found that Jingchen's life palace was gray, and the old man was already this age, Yuan Lang guessed that Master Jingchen was estimated to be seriously ill and his energy was a little lacking, so naturally it was not good to disturb others too much.

"Okay."

Nodding, Jingchen took out a jade brand from his arms, handed it to Yuan Lang and said: "I heard that the little Taoist friend is a family heirloom, and the elders have passed away, and they have no chance to see it, it's a pity, but if there is a chance in the future, I want to invite the little Taoist friends to Baiyun Temple to get together, this is my famous post, you can give it directly to the Taoist priest." ”

"Thank you, Master." Lisuo accepted the jade plaque, and Yuan Lang said politely: "I will definitely visit the master another day." ”

After speaking, Yuan Lang pulled the car door with a "sigh", and just wanted to lift his legs to go down, he almost collided with someone, and when he looked up, Ren Ru was standing at the door of the car pitifully, and he didn't dare to go up.

Glancing at Yuan Lang with low eyebrows, Ren Ruping said to Master Jingchen: "Master...... Call me over there in Singapore...... Look at this......"

Yuan Lang was happy when he heard this, and he could directly put the ambassador to China aside that day, and in a blink of an eye, the ambassador became his lifesaver.

It's really a good saying, it's easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it's easy to go from luxury to simplicity, and I've been used to being treated by the stars over the years, and then I want him to go back to the Taoist Temple to sweep the floor, and ordinary people really can't accept it, but this matter has nothing to do with Yuan Lang, and he didn't bother to listen to this kind of thing between masters, so he raised his legs and walked to the cemetery......

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It is said that there is a lot of strength in people, and with Yan Weixun as the leader, as long as there are long legs on the scene, whether it is an expert or a cadre, some are building pergolas, and some are going to the farmhouse to carry the coffin that has been prepared long ago.

It's that Yuan Lang didn't do anything, and it wasn't that he wanted to be lazy, but as long as he took something in his hand, someone immediately ran over to follow, and the attitude was so good that he was afraid that he would be tired, and the words "master" and "master" in his mouth made him goosebumps fall to the ground.

Especially a few experts led by Yang Lijun, at this time, they admired Yuan Lang's ability, and if it weren't for the inappropriate time, many people even wanted to ask Yuan Lang to go back and see the feng shui of the ancestral tomb.

"You come here......"

It's not good to go home alone, and when he was doing nothing, Xie Dingzhong beckoned to Yuan Lang in the distance.

The old man's mood was much more stable at this time, but his eyes were still red, and it looked like he was holding back tears just now.

When Yuan Lang walked to his side, Xie Dingzhong patted him on the back affectionately and said, "Grandpa Xie wants to thank you this time." ”

"It's fine."

Although he always told people that his skills were taught by his grandfather, but when it came to talking, Yuan Lang had never seen his grandfather since he was a child, and suddenly heard someone call him so, and his heart was a lot better for a while, and he smiled slightly: "This is all within the reach of the younger generation." ”

"Good boy!" The big hand slapped Yuan Lang on the shoulder, and Xie Dingzhong said: "When my wife is buried, I will take a good swim in the Taojiang River, you promised me to be a tour guide." ”

"That's absolutely fine." Yuan Lang grinned and said, "I invite you to a big meal, my sister made it, I don't know how good the craftsmanship is." ”

"Good! That's it. Xie Dingzhong smiled with relief, turned his head to Duan Zhen and said, "You wait and help me get that thing, it's a gift from me to Xiao Yuan." ”

Duan Zhen still nodded with a wooden face, but when he looked at Yuan Lang in his eyes again, he was obviously more grateful, but he was still silent on his lips, and with a "grace", there was no second sentence.

Unconsciously, it was soon an auspicious time, and Master Jingchen was also pushed by two disciples in a wheelchair, and when he arrived at the cemetery, a group of experts, Yan Weixun, Zhao Guodong, and Mu Ran stood on both sides of Xie Dingzhong, all with solemn expressions.

"Break the ground......"

Looking at the sky, Jingchen didn't say much, after all, according to custom, the lonely grave breaks the ground, and the movement cannot be too big.

A few experts who were originally top talents in various fields have become coolies at this time, but they have no complaints on their faces, and they don't know how much strength they have.

As the surface of the ground was slowly dug up layer by layer, soon, a trace of yellow marks appeared on the earthy yellow soil wall, according to the photo book in Yuan Lang's head, it was the change in the color of the soil layer caused by the corrosion of the coffin, in other words, this can also prove that Mrs. Xie's coffin was indeed buried in the frame he painted.

But I can think of it, it would be good to have a coffin in that era, the fabric is definitely not much better, after so many years, many of them have rotted into small pieces, this situation also made the sad look on Xie Dingzhong's face more and more serious......

"Wait......"

Just when everyone had just seen the bones of Mrs. Xie, Xie Dingzhong suddenly waved his hand at several experts, his eyes looked at the grave in a daze, his tears could no longer be suppressed, and he whimpered in his mouth: "Old woman, old man, I'm here to pick you up!" ”

A few people on the side hurriedly followed Mr. Xie's gaze, and saw Mrs. Xie's bones in her hands, and she was still holding a handful of horn combs that had rotted out of shape, and on the cross arm of the comb, a vague small font "Xie" could be vaguely seen......