I heard my mother say that Mr. Cen's family was a large family of warlords in the southwest from ancient times to the early years of the Republic of China.

Mr. Cen was born in Shanghai, that is, Shanghai, he was a famous college student in the old days, he loved walking birds, fishing, reading books and playing Go all his life, and of course, he liked to drink tea, smoke and drink!

Therefore, my mother told me that I should only learn culture from Mr. Cen, not Mr. Cen's son-in-law!

Teacher Cen is whose real name is Cen Tianhua, his great-grandfather and grandfather were both senior officials in the late Qing Dynasty and the early years of the Republic of China, and the ancestors of our Qin family and the ancestors of the Cen family are relatives of the world.

After the middle of the Republic of China, their family fell into the middle of the road, and only then did they begin to live a civilian life. However, their family is still very wealthy, and in the past, the entire town of Daling was their family property! His wife, Dr. Mao, is a native of Zhejiang and a descendant of a famous family! They met in college, so they're a good match, right?

In 1946, the war began on the mainland, and in order to escape the war, they moved their family back to Daling Town to settle down.

It was also at that time that my parents returned to Daling Town and got to know Mr. Cen's family.

After the southwest of the mainland changed, most of the Cen family's properties and farmland in Daling Town were confiscated.

However, because the ancestors of the Cen family helped the team of the new era in the old era, when the new team was in trouble in the southwest, they led the way for the new team and sent a lot of food and other materials.

Therefore, the capital specially issued an official document to save the lives of their entire family, and also left the big mansion where they now live to the Cen family, and no one was allowed to search the Cen family.

After the new town, Mr. Cen arranged to be the principal and Chinese teacher in Daling Primary School.

Mr. Cen's wife, Dr. Mao, is named Mao Fenghua, and Mrs. Mao was arranged to work as a gynecologist at the town health center.

Now, Mr. Cen has a child, a girl, a son is named Cen Zuxing, and a daughter is called Cen Li'an. Brother Zu Xing is in high school in the county, and Sister Li'an and Brother Jingtian are classmates. Teacher Cen originally had an eldest son, but he died of illness on the way from Hucheng to Daling Town.

A few years ago, because Mr. Cen often taught ancient cultures such as "Analects", "Thousand Character Text", "Zengguang Xianwen", "Tao Te Ching", "Heart Sutra" and other ancient cultures to students in the classroom, people from above asked Mr. Cen not to talk about these things of the old times, but Mr. Cen did not listen, therefore, he was expelled from the school, and his principal and teachers could not do it!

After Mr. Cen was expelled, in order to make a living, he started a business of showing feng shui to others and doing things.

Recently, due to chaos, people often die, therefore, Mr. Cen's business is getting better and better, and I heard that there are many people in the county and provincial towns who come to invite him to do things! Everyone said that he saw accurately and did it smartly. Ordinary people still don't touch him!

The old residents of the town respect Mr. Cen very much, because Mr. Cen and his family have always been kind and giving, and the people in the town have received the favor of their family!

When he first returned to his hometown, he could only speak Shanghainese and English, and he could not understand a word of his hometown dialect (i.e., Zhuang language).

Because, more than 80% of the residents of this town are Zhuang, and the daily language of the whole town is Zhuang, and only in institutions and schools do everyone speak Mandarin or Southwest Mandarin.

I silently recalled the past, and Teacher Cen and I unconsciously walked to the door of their compound.

Teacher Cen helped me push open the door of their house.

Teacher Cen smiled and said, "Ah Cai! Come on in. ”

Entering the courtyard, Mr. Cen took me to tour the whole house, I was shocked by the vision, this house is very luxurious, very spacious!

The whole house consists of a front yard, a middle courtyard and a back yard, as well as a surrounding wing room and corridor. The front yard and the middle yard are paved with bluestone slabs, with flower beds, lotus fish ponds, the courtyard is surrounded by people to live in the wings, some osmanthus trees and camellia trees are planted in front of the wings, here the osmanthus and camellia flowers bloom all year round! Therefore, it is always fragrant and glamorous!

The courtyard is connected by the central hall and the corridor road on both sides.

The living room of the central hall is equipped with furniture such as Ming and Qing style Taishi chairs, coffee tables, eight immortal tables and drum stools, and there are shrines and offering platforms on the square wall of the central hall, and carefully framed calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls on both sides, which seem to be antiques, the wood color is dark and shiny, and the paper has become gray and yellow. This is the place where the Cen family receives important guests and holds banquets.

Mr. Cen took him on a tour of the entire house, and he was like a treasure on display for me, for fear of missing something.

But, most of what he said, I didn't understand! I feel like I've seen too little! I was just thinking that it must take a lot of effort and money to repair, maintain, clean and take care of the whole house!

When we walked through the hall at the back of the courtyard, a pair of elderly people in their sixties walked out of the side room, followed by a middle-aged man who could only giggle!

The old man said to Teacher Cen, "Young Master, you're back!" The old woman, still holding a handful of dripping greens in her hand, stood as straight as she could beside the old man.

Teacher Cen said, "Yes, sixth uncle, sixth aunt, I'm back." ”

Teacher Cen pointed at me and said, "This is my little friend, wait a minute, you make a pot of tea, take some snacks, and give it to us." ”

I bowed to them and said, "Sixth Master, Sixth Mother, Uncle, hello! ”

The two old men nodded in return, and they happily pulled the middle-aged man back into the room.

The backyard is a large garden with rockeries, lotus ponds, tree-lined paths and pavilions, as well as an antique scripture pavilion. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the place where Teacher Cen is doing his daily activities at home. His study, living room, and office are all here.

There is a gate in the backyard, open the door to the Daling River, there is a small pier outside the door, you can get water, wash clothes and fish, etc., in the yard you can hear the sound of rushing water.

Teacher Shum took me for a walk in the garden in the backyard, and he told me that Uncle Sixth was his cousin and his cousin was deaf and mute. The sixth uncle's family was helpless, so Mr. Cen took them in at home, and by the way, let them help take care of the house and do some housework and other work.

We walked to the gazebo, where several birdcages hung on the small beams, and the birds in the birdcages saw us coming, and they chirped and picked around in the cages. Teacher Cen was teasing them with a thin piece of grass.

Teacher Cen smiled and said, "This is a thrush, if you cut your tongue, you will learn human speech." ”

I said curiously, "So, do they talk now?" ”

Teacher Cen smiled and said, "No! In the past few years, I have begun to feel that human words are not as good as bird words! Besides, birds with their tongues cut off won't live long! I want them to live a little longer! ”

I nodded and smiled at Mr. Cen, I think he spoke so well!

After a while, Uncle Six brought the tea and water, and Uncle Six met us.

The sixth uncle said to Teacher Cen, "Young master, I put the tea on the coffee table in the pavilion. ”

Teacher Cen said, "Okay, you can go when you are busy." ”

Teacher Cen said to me, "Ah Cai! If you're thirsty, let's have tea. ”

I said, "Teacher Cen, my mother said that children can't drink tea, so I drink plain water." ”

Teacher Cen smiled and said, "You are no longer a child, and besides, I don't have boiled water!" Let's go! ”

We entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion together, and Mr. Cen took me to visit and explain the building.

This building is a lot of space and has a lot of content! It is an old-fashioned five-story masonry turret!

The turret has a single floor area of more than 500 square meters, and there are exquisite wooden stairs connecting the floors.

We climbed all the way from the first floor to the roof of the fifth floor!

Oh my God, the roof turned out to be a battery!

The open-air terrace on the top floor is made of reinforced concrete, which is very solid, and the walls around the platform are very thick, about one meter and two high. There are a lot of machine-gun shooting holes in the fence wall!

Mr. Cen said that this used to be a combat platform, and these shooting holes could block the main traffic arteries in the town, as well as all kinds of enemies who wanted to attack this mansion!

There is a steel structure pine bark awning at the top of the platform, and four wooden lookout ladders are arranged in the east-west, north-south direction, and the lookout ladders have flexible upgrade functions!

In the corner of the platform, there is a well, where an imported manual hoist crane is installed, which was previously designed to transport ammunition for combat platforms!

Due to the fact that the building is very tall. After we climbed to the combat platform to visit, Mr. Cen was a little tired.

So, we sat down on a long wooden bench and chatted.

I said, "Teacher Cen! Was there a lot of wars here before? ”

Teacher Cen smiled and said, "Yes! In the autumn of 1946, your dad picked up our family from Shanghai and came back here! Every year in the spring, when the harvest is scarce, or during the autumn harvest season, bandits come to the town to raid and rob houses! If you don't fight, you won't be able to protect the lives and property of the whole town at all! ”

I said, "Teacher Cen! Are there many bandits in the town every time? ”

Teacher Cen said, "That's a lot! At one time more than 3,000 bandits came! At that time, this turret kept the whole town safe! There are more than three hundred fighters of the Self-Defense Forces on combat duty! The barrels of more than a dozen of our machine guns, more than twenty sniper rifles were red, and the barrels of more than fifty M1918A2 Browning automatic rifles were destroyed! More than 2 million rounds of ammunition were consumed, and more than 3,000 ** ah! At that time, everyone just wanted to work hard, and they couldn't take care of money! ”

I said, "Teacher Cen! Does my dad have anything to do with your self-defense forces? ”

Teacher Cen said, "Yes! Your dad is my own cousin! My mother's surname is Qin! The Cen family and the Qin family have been married for generations! Your grandfather is my own uncle! Your grandfather and grandmother died in the war! You also have a personal uncle, and when I returned to Daling Town, he was already missing! Your dad is a secret agent! Our family returned to Daling Town from Shanghai, and it was your father and his colleagues who went to pick us up! In order to protect my hometown, I formed this self-defense army with your father! Let's create Daling Primary School, as well as township-run enterprises such as ironworks, machinery factories and cement factories! Daling Town is the richest land of fish and rice within 100 miles! If, the world is peaceful! It's a wonderful place! After the new era, because I am worried that it will affect your father's career, therefore, our two families rarely interact! ”

I said, "Teacher Cen! Shanghai should be far away from Daling Town, right? How do you get in touch with my dad? ”

Teacher Cen patted me on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Alas! Ah Cai is really a smart child! Do you know telegram and telephone? ”

I said, "Yes! All post and telecommunications transmitters and telephones! I've been there with my mom! Now, are your transmitters still there? I want to learn to send newspapers! ”

Teacher Cen smiled and said, "The transmitter is a military material!" According to the rules, private individuals cannot own it! Harboring radio stations and war stuff is going to kill your head! You know? ”

I said, "Oh! Got it! Mr. Cen I'm thirsty, let's go have tea! ”

So, Mr. Cen took me by the hand and went to visit the two floors of the Scripture Pavilion.