In the spring of 2018, Qingming, light rain.

Just after 7 o'clock in the morning, a convoy came to a remote village in southwest Zhejiang. The vehicles are all luxury cars, Land Rover's off-road, Porsche's SUVs, and even the supercars of the top brands. Ordinary villagers have seen this, and they all cast curious eyes.

This kind of scene is not something that can be seen in any village casually. Even if the villagers have never seen the world again, they know that ordinary families cannot afford to drive so many luxury cars.

"Uncle Seven, you see that these rich people are glamorous and eye-catching everywhere, and they really haven't lived in vain. It would be good when my family's ancestral grave could emit a puff of smoke, and I would get millions of flowers, even if it was only for one day, it would be worth it to die. ”

In a kiosk at the entrance to the village, a young man in his early twenties was biting on a popsicle and watching the convoy in amazement. Behind him, at the counter, sat an old man with gray hair, who glanced at the convoy and then continued to stare at the newspaper in his hand.

"It's only been the month of the month to eat ice? I can tell you, these popsicles were all leftover from last year, so don't blame me for eating a bad stomach. ”

"Uncle Seven, don't worry about this old man, there are still 7 days left to pass the expiration date. Anyway, you can't sell it, you can eat it all for me, so it saves you from taking out the garbage when you're old, right? ”

The young man patted the leather coat on his body, smiled evilly, and turned to take out a popsicle from the refrigerator. The old man shook his head helplessly, but he didn't pay attention to him.

"Look at you, staring at Zhang Po Bao all day long, what's so good. What age is it now, smart phones, 4G, the world is full of networks, you don't even have a wireless in this broken store, no wonder there is no business. An old antique like you, it's better to simply travel back to ancient times, and save more trouble without engaging in brain life. Look, look, how old is the little kid in the car, just holding a mobile phone and not letting go, this is the future pillar of the country, hehehe. ”

The old man looked in the direction of the young man's finger, and in the window seat of the back seat of the first Santana sat a boy who looked to be less than ten years old. I was looking down and playing with my phone and seemed to be very fascinated.

"He is the grandson of a wealthy businessman, and of course he will be the pillar of the country in the future. You kid is still worried about himself, he can't pass the university exam, and he is idle in the village all day long, and my store will be closed sooner or later by your rabbit cub. ”

"Poof!"

The young man suddenly choked and almost swallowed the whole popsicle.

"Damn, rich businessman, how rich can you scare me to death? Uncle Seven, hearing this, you always recognize them! It shouldn't be our village going out, no, I have to go up and take a group photo. I chose the sports car, I remember, what brand was it? ”

The young man made a very exaggerated expression, and just wanted to take out his mobile phone and walk out of the commissary, the first off-road vehicle actually stopped in front of him, and the young man was so frightened that the mobile phone fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Damn!"

The young man subconsciously scolded, and then felt that something was wrong and quickly covered his mouth. Sneaking a glance at the car, the window was slowly rolling down, revealing a standard Chinese face. It is a middle-aged man who looks to be only in his fifties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a relaxed expression, but he always gives people a sense of majesty.

At the same time, the old man at the commissary finally put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up.

"Old Seven, decades have passed, and only you are still guarding the entrance of the village every day, which is not easy. Time flies, I can still see your old face when I come back every year, and God treats me Lu Guofu well. ”

"Hahahaha, Guofu, you personally go back to your hometown every Qingming Festival to worship your ancestors, which means that you don't forget your roots, and you are the great filial son of our village. Of course, God has to be worthy of you. Don't talk about it, when you're done, come and have a drink with me. In previous years, you have come and gone in a hurry, but this year you must give me a face. ”

"Okay, I'll have a few sips with you this year, and you won't admit it when the time comes, hahaha."

Lu Guofu laughed, his expression was sincere, and he could see that he was really happy. After laughing, he looked back at the child in the back seat.

"Xiao Xin, stop playing with your phone, get up and say hello to your seventh grandfather!"

The kid frowned when he heard this, still looking at his phone with his head down, and muttered: "Grandpa, this game is called "Onmyoji", it's fun, I'm playing a copy, how can I have time, wait, wait." ”

"What do you mean to wait? Secretary Yan, give me his mobile phone. I don't know how your father taught you, you know all day long that you stare at your mobile phone and play games, your limbs are not diligent, and you don't distinguish between grains! In the future, the group will employ people, and my grandson Lu Guofu must not be a waste, otherwise I am sorry for the employees under my hands! ”

Lu Guofu was a little angry, and his tone became heavy. Although he was scolding his grandson, he was so majestic that even the young people in the commissary straightened their waists, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Seeing Lu Guofu's order, the secretary who was sitting in the back row with the child had to forcibly put the child's mobile phone into his handbag. This time, the child was annoyed, jumping up and down in the car, kicking and kicking the secretary.

"Give me back, give the phone back. My parents are always abroad, and they don't even have time to spend with me, so what can they teach me. Woo woo woo, grandpa is so fierce, grandpa bullies, woo woo woo ......"

"Humph! If you cry again, your mouth will be blocked, how old is the person who is still crying and crying, what is it like? ”

"I don't care, I just want my phone. It's vacation time, and the teachers have said that you can play games appropriately. ”

"Which teacher said to call me, and you also called it a proper game?"

……

The child's crying quickly attracted everyone's attention, and Lu Guofu frowned badly, but it was not easy to attack. Shortly afterward, the group stepped out of the vehicle in the back seat.

The leader looks similar to Lu Guofu, with gray temples, and the grade looks a few years older. Wearing a Tang costume and glasses, he looks very kind. Behind them are a middle-aged couple and a teenager in a school uniform. The group of people, apparently a family, got out of the car to comfort the child.

"Why is Xiao Xin crying? Come on, grandpa's car is not good, you go to grandpa's car. ”

"Xiao Xin, come here, Brother Tingfang will take you to play."

When the child saw the boy in the school uniform waving to him, he snorted and immediately opened the car door to get out. Seeing this, Lu Guofu slapped the seat hard.

"I'll see you first Grandpa Seventh before leaving!"

"Hello Grandpa Seven."

The child screamed and ran away without even looking back. Lu Guofu suddenly closed his eyes and took a long breath.

"There is no way to teach your son, let you see the joke of Lao Qi, I am really sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, kid, it's all like this, don't we come here like this. It's a big day, don't get angry. ”

The seventh master shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then set his eyes on the other person.

"Yes, Guofu, the seventh person is good-tempered, and he will live longer than us. Now that this era is different, why do you still educate your children the same as our parents before? In foreign countries, at Xiaoqi's age, who doesn't play mobile phones and computer games? I haven't seen other people's technology regress and civilization regression, right? Although you are now in charge of tens of thousands of enterprises and care about the people of the country, you can't use the same set of work to govern your family. ”

"Okay, okay, big brother, you will get used to them, and sooner or later you will suffer. Let's go, if we delay any longer, we will be delayed. ”

Lu Guofu spoke and slowly closed the car window. Seeing this, the man in Tang costume smiled at the seventh master, and then sat in the back row. The convoy quickly drove into the interior of the village and disappeared into the early morning fog.

"Mom, I'm scared to death. Enterprises of tens of thousands of people, is this the aura of the legendary tycoon, it is simply more terrifying than a ghost. Seventh Master, he is really from our village. ”

After the convoy left, the young man hurriedly threw the melted popsicle into the trash can at his feet and slapped his chest twice.

"If I had such a grandfather, I would definitely study hard every day and play a fart game! The little fool is still playing Onmyoji, and Lao Tzu has already fucking unloaded. ”

"Seventh Master, I don't think the person wearing a Tang costume in the back is not an ordinary person, but I don't seem to know you very well, and I haven't seen a word."

"He, his name is Lu Guoqiang, and he is the boss of the Lu family. Went abroad very early. When I was young, I was very good at reading, and I didn't like to play with other children. I've heard that he is now an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Sciences, a doctor of history, and an expert in the field of archaeology...... There are too many names, and people can't remember all when they're old, anyway, they're not the same kind of people as us. ”

"Surname Lu? Aren't all the people in our village surnamed Lu? Seventh Master, what's going on? ”

……

To the southeast of the village, there is a building that looks like a temple, which looks old. This is an ancestral hall that every village has, and it is not widely used, but it is indispensable. The main function of the ancestral hall is to worship ancestors, but this "ancestor" usually refers to the ancestors of the people with the same surname in the village. In other words, the ancestral hall belongs to the family temple and can only be used by people from the same family and the same surname. But the people in this village are basically surnamed Lu, and it is obvious that the people of the Lu family are not among them.

At this time, Lu Guofu and Lu Guoqiang were walking to the deepest part of the ancestral hall, without anyone with them. The beams above the head are pure wooden structures, carved dragons and phoenixes. Not far away there is a patio with pebbles on the ground and already covered with moss.

"Big brother, you didn't come back to the United States last year, but what you said on the phone was very serious. I remember what you said was related to the feng shui of our ancestral tomb, right? ”

"Yes, eighteen years ago, when I first returned to China, I went up the mountain and observed the direction of the leylines for myself. Do you remember what the old lady said? Our Lu clan suddenly migrated here from the Central Plains more than a thousand years ago, with the purpose of burying an ancestor on that point of Dragon Mountain. ”

Of course I remember these words, although modern people don't believe in these strange powers, but the things handed down by the ancestors must have a deep meaning, and they must not forget their roots. However, our family has not been able to get to this point, and it has little to do with the feng shui of the ancestral tomb, right? When we were children, we were poor and could only live in the ancestral hall, and we didn't even have a clay room. ”

"Alas, Guofu, you now have tens of billions of family assets, how rich you are. But our country has a population of 1.3 billion, how many of them can get this far? ”

Lu Guoqiang sighed, and at the same time, the two brothers walked to an old wooden door and stopped.