Xiao Mo never asked Grandma Wang why she chose the grottoes of Longmen Mountain as the location for worshipping the Buddha.

When Xiao Mo saw the grotto and the Wei stele, he saw something from the strong atmosphere of Wei and Jin. During the Wei and Jin dynasties, the Wang family was still one of the four major families in the world. Grandma Wang came here to worship the Buddha, which seems to be more of a remembrance of the glory of the ancestors.

As for Wang Zhiming, he is obviously a heartless person, and his mind is full of Yuhan fairies before the time of return.

When the carriage slowly set off towards Luodu, Wang Zhiming was even more excited. Xiao Mo really couldn't understand how the heir of a big family could become such a virtue, and where did the excellent genes go?

When the carriage passed by the Yi River, Xiao Mo saw the strange scene he saw when he came. On the bustling and noisy Yi River, several wooden bridges are erected on the surface of a tributary, and the density far exceeds that of the rest of the river. Xiao Mo was nagged by Wang Zhiming at the beginning, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, but now he couldn't help but be curious.

Xiao Moyi stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Zhiming to the wooden bridges and asked, "Why are there so many wooden bridges on this river?" Completely unconscionable. Is this a special custom? “

Wang Zhiming waved his hand indifferently and said: "It has nothing to do with the custom of half a copper coin, these wooden bridges are purely for convenience." This section of the river is quite wide, but there is no way to ferry it. And it's not long, it's not short, and there are many people on both sides of the strait, so you can't always run a few miles around to find a bridge, right? That's why we built more wooden bridges. “

Xiao Mo was even more curious: "This is a good river, why can't it be ferried?"

Wang Zhi understood and said, "You ask the young master, who should I ask, young master?" This place has always been like this, and why? It is said that there are a lot of branches in the river, and the boats are easy to hit the rocks, and the branches are buried deeply, which is particularly heavy, and cannot be salvaged at all, so so many wooden bridges are built to facilitate travel on both sides. As for whether it's true or not, who has the spare time to care if there are branches in the river? Anyway, I don't know how many years ago there were so many wooden bridges here. Who cares what's in the river, it's good to get around."

When Xiao Mo heard Wang Zhiming say this, he seemed to have something in his mind, but he couldn't remember what it was, he only felt that he seemed to have seen this phenomenon, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen it. I simply shook my head vigorously and didn't think about it anymore.

The speed of the carriage was indeed not slow, and it was not far from Buyi Lane before dusk. Wang Zhiming, the car, just entered Luodu, said a few words to Grandma Wang, and left in a hurry. Of course, Xiao Mo understood what this thing was thinking, and it was estimated that he was going to find the "calligraphy master" to frame the poem at this time.

The carriage stopped at the mouth of Buyi Alley, and Sixi and a few little guys carried their things to the alley first. Xiao Mo naturally stood by the carriage, waiting for Grandma Wang, who was supported by Huan'er and Xiaoya, to get out of the car.

The group of four had just walked a few steps into the alley when Huan'er shouted: "Ah! Uncle Han is back! "I also made a squat salute.

At this time, a slightly hoarse but powerful voice reached Xiao Mo's ears: "It's Huan'er!" Haha, old man, I was looked at by your girl not long after I came back, and my eyes are sharp. Haha, the old lady is also here, is this going to pray again? “

Xiao Mo glanced over and saw an old man in plain linen clothes with gray hair sitting at the door of the first courtyard in the alley, revealing two **** arms resting. It looks like an old man next door, but this Uncle Han's face is very ruddy, and even if he sits, he can see that this Uncle Han is very burly, and the green tendons on his arms are arched, which is very powerful.

Grandma Wang also replied with a smile: "It's a good day today, so I'll take a few juniors to pray for blessings, and when you come back, this alley will be more lively."

Uncle Han didn't get up, and said with a hearty smile: "It's better to come back, clean and relaxed, if it weren't for my unpromising kid who couldn't deal with something, I really didn't want to go out of the house, old man." As he spoke, he seemed to see Xiao Mo, so he beckoned and said, "It's just right, Xiao Si, you kid come over and help, this house is a mess, come and help the old man and me pick up."

Seeing that Xiao Mo was a little puzzled, Uncle Han quipped: "I heard that this kid of yours has become famous recently, haven't you?" Don't you look down on my old man? “

Grandma Wang also smiled when she heard this: "Xiao Mo hurry up, they are all neighbors, and Old Man Han has a bad temper." As he spoke, he said something to let Uncle Han run through the door more, and then left Xiao Mo and Xiaoya behind.

Xiao Mo was confused and helped Uncle Han with housework, but Xiaoya seemed to be very happy, and she was extra attentive to cleaning.

During this period, Xiao Mo found an opportunity to ask Xiaoya, who is this Uncle Han. As a result, the answer made Xiao Mo speechless, Xiaoya's eyes widened, and she said seriously, "Uncle Han is Uncle Han, otherwise who could it be?" “?

Xiao Mo scratched his head, thinking about it, they are all neighbors, don't you see that Uncle Han is very enthusiastic about him. This Uncle Han shouted that he was Xiao Si, and it can be seen from this that Uncle Han is familiar with himself or himself. I don't know Uncle Han, but it doesn't mean that Uncle Han is a stranger to me. People know Xiao Si before.

From Uncle Han's matter, Xiao Mo felt that he was still very wary of this new world. However, Xiao Mo is also very strange, according to his understanding for so many days, he has not come to this cloth alley for a short time. It stands to reason that with Xiao Si's gloomy attitude towards life at that time, he would not be very familiar with the neighbors around him, and this Uncle Han didn't seem to know that Xiao Si had fallen into the water, which means that this Uncle Han went out before Xiao Si fell into the water.

In this way, Uncle Han and Xiao Mo should have known each other for a very short time, judging from Xiao Mo's habit of getting along with people in his previous life, people who are so enthusiastic about people in such a short period of time are really hypocritical except for liars. However, no matter how Xiao Mo looked at it, he felt that this old man's enthusiasm came from the heart, which made Xiao Mo even more puzzled. Could it be that the times are different?

"Young Master! What are you doing in a daze? Don't be lazy! Uncle Han is good, Uncle Han helped a lot when we first came here. Those tables and chairs in our house were all given by Uncle Han! Let's help Uncle Han clean up, we can't be lazy! Xiaoya seemed to think that Xiao Mo was lazy, so she kindly reminded her young master.

Xiao Mo can be regarded as understanding, the vast majority of people in this era are really honest, and this Uncle Han should be really enthusiastic. Regarding the matter of sending tables and chairs, Xiao Mo actually didn't have the slightest awareness that others were sending charcoal in the snow, and he was quite disgusted. I think it's just a few broken tables and chairs, and I'm really embarrassed to give them.

In fact, there is nothing to clean in Uncle Han's yard, but he hasn't been back for a long time, and there are more leaves falling in the yard and more dust in the hut. They are all neighbors of Buyi Lane, who can still know whose house, and I haven't seen how gorgeous the layout of whom's house is, and how exquisite the furniture is.

Xiao Mo can see by comparing his own family, the people who live in this cloth alley seem to be poor ghosts. As for Grandma Wang, Qing Xiu didn't see that life was much better than that of a poor ghost.

Uncle Han happily sat on the threshold of his house drinking the sweet well water, looked at Xiao Mo, who was sitting on the edge of the well and was a little out of breath, and shouted: "Four sons! Your body is a little bad, and such a simple job makes you tired like this? Young people, you still have to practice more, this body can't be bad! ”

Of course, Xiao Mo knows his own situation, this body has been lacking exercise and nutrition for many years, and he is afraid all day long, it is natural for his physique to be extremely poor, after eating well in the past two days, Xiao Mo is also thinking about exercising well.

Uncle Han looked at Xiao Mo thoughtfully, drank saliva and said, "I heard that your kid has been very beautiful recently!" This scholar doesn't understand the business, but this food uncle really doesn't want to miss it. I heard that your kid is not a little lucky, sleepwalking through the fairy palace, and today I will cook a meal for the uncle here. Uncle has endured hardships these days. Just in the right place. Uncle, I'm not polite to you, I'll bring you anything. ”

Xiao Mo wondered, this happiness didn't seem to be able to touch himself. I am not related to you, an old man, what does your happiness have to do with me? Why did you eat the ingredients and spices that you finally obtained?

However, for this honest and bold Uncle Han, Xiao Mo is really inexplicably very fond of him. Where to cook and eat not to eat? What's more, people's kitchens are much better than their own. asked Xiaoya to go to the house to get some ingredients to Uncle Han's house, ready to fill her stomach first.