Anyway, the next morning, Zhang Bo and Miao Er got up early, washed their faces and changed their clothes, and then walked out of the branch clinic building.

"Brother Liu, I bought a car, it's still Jianghuai Bai, five-five-six." Miao Er said with a smile.

"I only bought it for two days, and I bought it the day before yesterday, and I finished my account and paid the insurance for 140,000 yuan." Liu Yang said.

"Akiko didn't come!" Zhang Bo asked.

"This Monday, I just sent him to the town school." Li Yilan's hand habitually pulled her hair from her forehead to the back of her head. Say.

"Let's go, let's go to the door of Wu Qing's house!" Zhang Bo said.

"Wu Qing called, and he prepared breakfast." Liu Yang said.

Zhang Bo got into Liu Yang's car, and Miao Er went to drive her own car. Zhang Bo wanted to say a word to Huang Zhongyi.

"Uncle Huang is also working hard." Zhang Bo said.

"One family doesn't talk two words." Huang Zhongyi said with a smile.

"There are not many books, does Wu Qing's house have a place to put them?" Liu Yang asked Zhang Bo.

"He's got two rooms free, almost!" Zhang Bo replied.

Just after a few words, Liu Yang left the wheel, walked 100 meters to the door of Wu's house, Meng Lingjun, Wu Qing, and Meng Ge had just left Wu Qing's house, and it seemed that Meng's father and son came earlier.

"Brother Meng came early! Zhang Bo greeted.

"Morning what! Ling Jun is dancing when he heard the rooster's crowing, he ate authentic mutton yesterday, and he will definitely come early today. Brother Meng said with a smile, speaking boldly and neatly.

"Brother Bo, will it burn under the rubble?" Wu Qing was worried about the safety of the books and said.

"No, there is a layer of stones, a stone door, and the stones are like mountains." Zhang Bo said.

"Where to start?" Wu Qing asked.

"Clean up from the gate. Until the main hall, the entrance is at the bend of the stairs, and there is a stone slab at the bend that is not clear, and there is a switch on the side of the slate, which can be cleaned up here. Zhang Bo said.

Wu Qing turned around and went home, and quickly took out the broom. Start cleaning up.

"Bogo. Dean Miao, Ling Jun, don't do it, there are too many ashes, your clothes are dirty, and you have to change them when you enter the city. This bit of work is covered by Liu Yang and me. Wu Qing said.

Wu Qing held a shovel in front of a small sidewalk, Liu Yang held a shovel in the back to widen the path, Li Yilan used a broom to clean the road, and the two old men stood on the side of the road and watched.

Zhang Bo stood on the road and looked at the ruins. His heart ached. In this ancient building, dozens of generations have been passed down in one line, and today, it finally collapsed, no, it burned down. It is not because of antiquity, but because of one's own integrity, and I can't help but feel some bitterness and resentment in my heart. Alas. I'm sorry ancestors...!

Miao Er also looked at the ruins, and a trace of sadness was born in her heart: her own joy. The tears of happiness, the memories of the Spring Festival, and Zhu Rong's tolerant companionship were all burned by this evil fire, and he still needed to recall and re-weave. Reinvent this lost dream...!

"I'm going to build a new home here, like an antique, open space to the west, which can be extended several times, so that leisure people can come here for entertainment." Zhang Bo said to Huang Zhongyi and Brother Meng.

"You arrange it then. It's best to go to the city and find a house design. Meng Lingjun said.

"That's okay, build a farmer's activity home, don't exclude outsiders to participate, then you and Brother Liu Yang will supervise the work, and after the construction is completed, you will also run a martial arts class, national sports, and take time to go to Dustpan Village." Miao Er extended Zhang Bo's thoughts.

"This project is big enough, it needs two or three million!" Meng Lingjun felt that the economic strength was too great.

"He's stuck to 40,000, so there's no need to worry. His sister's. Miao Er rolled her eyelids and glanced at Zhang Bo.

"The construction of these is the money of more than 100 square meters in the first-tier cities of the garden, and the construction of rural areas is very cheap." Zhang Bo said.

"Then it is needless to say, I am Beipiao, and the property price within the third ring road of Beijin was 2 to 31,000 square meters a few years ago, and now I don't know if it has increased again.

"Big brother, the position you said has arrived." Liu Yang shouted, it didn't take long.

Zhang Bo walked in along the cleaned road and came to Liu Yang and Wu Qing.

"Scan it again." Zhang Bo said the broom from Li Yilan's hand and swept out an open space around. Nothing out of the ordinary looks like it.

"There's nothing special about it." Wu Qing said.

"Yes." Zhang Bo said.

There is a burned wooden peg under the stairs, Zhang Bo pulled it out, it is a garden hole, Zhang Bo turned the shovel upside down, inserted it with a shovel rod, shook it back and forth, and saw the bluestone movement, sliding in the direction of the remnant wall, and then there was a hole with a square of one meter, under the hole, there was an extended step.

"For so long, Bo Ge didn't even say that there was a basement at home." Wu Qing said.

"The ancestral precepts are difficult to disobey." Zhang Bopo said with a sigh.

"Go down, big brother!" Liu Yang asked.

"You can go down, and there is a stone gate, which I forgot to close that day, and there are candles in it, and candles are lit. It was supposed to be electrified. Zhang Bo said.

Liu Yang was the first to go down the steps, Wu Qing and Li Yilan also walked down, and Huang Zhongyi and Brother Meng on the road also walked over.

"Let's go down and have a look." Zhang Bo said.

Everyone walked into the basement, there were ten hanging lights in the basement, Liu Yang went one by one, the basement was as bright as day, and the basement was so big! , two hundred square meters, everyone was stunned, carved with dragon and phoenix bookshelves, shining with golden light. Bookshelves stand on four walls, layer by layer, row by row, in all directions, holding all kinds of books.

The first frame: "The New Language of the World", "The Legend of Yingying", "Journey to the West", "The Complete Biography of the Water Margin", "Golden Bottle Plum", "Dream of Red Mansions", "The Original Version of the Stone Record", "Stone Forest Poems", "Book Huangzi", "Yuan Wen Class" and other Tang and Song Dynasty lyrics and music, the Yellow Emperor's internal scripture occupies the Taoist position, there are papers, bamboo scorns, oracle bone inscriptions, etc.

In an instant, everyone feels that they have come to a world with books. It seems that from the ancestors to the present, they all have the habit of loving reading and collecting books.

On the first file, that is, on the second shelf, there are literary works of the pre-Qin period, such as: "Book of Songs", "Chu Ci", "Classic of Mountains and Seas", "Zuo Chuan", "Analects", "Mencius", "Zhuangzi", "Laozi" and a series of books, all made of bamboo strips. It's priceless.

We will not list the books of every shelf, the books of each dynasty, and each type of books, but there are many modern books and foreign books, such as the works of Startang, the works of Barzac, the works of Hugo, the works of Ellie Vochik, the works of Tagore, the works of Xu Zhimo, the works of Ba Jin, Wang Meng, Zhao Shuli, and the works of some great people, "Selected Works of Mao Zedong", "Selected Works of Deng Xiaoping", diplomat Zhou Enlai, Max's "Capital", Engels, Lenin, Darwen, Ding Ling and Bingxin, and many other literary worksIt is like a sea of books, and each book is like the waves of the sea, shaking the earth and slapping against the reef island.

Not to mention the medical books, from the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" to Ye Tianshi's "A and B Acupuncture" Sutra, Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", as well as the "Guide to Traditional Chinese Medicine" written in the Qing Dynasty, as well as some Chinese medicine works, readers' digests, and various magazines after the establishment of New China.

There are also some Buddhist books, such as "Myoho-renge-kyo", "Diamond Sutra", "Lengyan Sutra", "Mida Sutra", "Amitayus Sutra", "Guanamitayus Sutra", "Fugen Xing Prayer" and so on.

"Brother Bo, I didn't know you were in the books." Wu Qing found a magazine to read.

"Those who are frightened by the special era movement can only do it quietly." Zhang Bo said.

"You can't finish reading these books in two lifetimes, and you can't finish writing them in two lifetimes." Li Yilan said. Li Yilan said.

"Reading is a pleasure, but writing is different." Zhang Bo said.

"What is writing a book? Miao Er asked.

"Writing a book is a responsibility, and we have to be responsible for the readers and the society." Zhang Bo said: "Just like we are doctors, we have to be responsible for patients. ”

"No wonder your mouth is full of chapters, and your heart is as calm as cold." Miao Er said: "It's all books that arm you, from head to toe, from skin to muscles, from muscles to blood, all flowing with words, flowing with punctuation, and with words on your hair." ”

"Praise my brother." Zhang Bo said he sat down in an old-fashioned chair at the table. There are two.

"The basement is dry and clean, not damp, and there is no place to ventilate." Liu Yang became interested in the building.

"I don't know." Zhang Bo said.

Huang Zhongyi went to look at the cover of the book on every shelf, and read in a leisurely manner, and Brother Meng was the same.

"In my opinion, this basement should be preserved, and if the building is demolished, it will not be able to get this level of dryness." Liu Yang suggested, slapping against the slippery vermilion wall.

"The wasteland to the west outside the courtyard is mine, and you can also stagger to the west." Zhang Bo said.

"If you want to keep this basement, you have to build a house on top of it." Liu Yang said.

"When the time comes, you can see what you do! Zhang Bo said.

To be continued, (to be continued......