Night.

In the main hall house in the backyard of Guanyin Temple, more than ten middle-aged and elderly men sat in a room, and Wan Changsheng was the only one under the age of thirty.

So many faces under the incandescent lamp, but without the laughter on the flowing water mat during the day, they are all very dignified.

Wan Changsheng, who wanted to cut first and then talk about it, didn't expect that the first helper he was looking for would go wrong.

It's also to blame that he never gets involved in these clan affairs.

But now standing in the middle of the house: "I decided to hold a training class, this is for the good of young people, they drag racing, playing cards, fighting, and have no intention of learning all day long, just because the income of the Guanyin Temple is good in these years, and the money shared by each family allows them to get it for nothing, I can't manage the old ones, I want to help those who are still studying, and those who are willing to learn from me, I teach them for free, and I will come out with everything in the materials and painting tools, I want to state one more point, the craftsmanship of ten thousand families, there are a lot of people in the art academy outside, but I have worked hard for more than ten years, And a bit of value......"

The grandfather, who loved his grandson very much in the past, looked a little solemn at this time: "Immortal...... Anyone can enter the stele forest, then it is not the stele forest, in our Guanyin Village, only the children of ten thousand families can follow the craft, this is the rule set by the ancestors, if you want to destroy the rules, it is to destroy the Guanyin Temple! ”

There is no door in the hall of the hall, and the shadow wall on the patio in front of her is full of women, even if she is like Sun Erniang, she can't go to the hall during the discussion, she squinted at her son who was standing there, and then looked at Jia Huanhuan who was full of anxiety on the other side.

I don't know what kind of look is on my fair face.

Wan Changsheng's voice could penetrate through: "Then I don't use the craftsmanship of the Wan family, I use Western techniques, and I will teach them the authentic Western techniques of the current Academy of Fine Arts......

This sound feels like it has traveled through hundreds of years.

Like a student young master who is about to betray a rotten family.

But the real country, that's it.

For many countrymen, don't look at them watching TV and chasing variety shows, playing with pesticides and eating chicken with their mobile phones in their hands, and the braid in their brains has never been cut.

This is especially true in Guanyin Village, which has always been huddled.

Clan is always something they value more than anything else.

Including the wings on both sides, there was a noisy discussion everywhere.

Wan Changsheng said bitterly: "What are the young people in the village like now, you know better than me, compared to buying motorcycles and cars, there is no skill, all day long are either mixed around the Guanyin Temple to engage in crooked ways or go to the city to mess around, how many years can the uncles and aunts who are doing things now be able to do it, what if they can't do it and the young people can't take it to work?" It is necessary to let the village have a good atmosphere, at least let the small ones, who have not yet learned badly, know what to do. ”

Jia Huanhuan's father spoke: "If you can't study, you can follow the families to do business, is there still nothing to do in the village for hundreds of years?" There will always be pilgrims who come to burn incense and worship the Buddha, we don't have to change! ”

Wan Changsheng knew that his fathers were very stubborn, but he never wanted to be stubborn to such a point: "Uncle Jia, you are also running business outside and contacting people outside, what has become of the world outside?" Do you think that we will always be just doing the business of the temple behind closed doors? ”

Jia Bo nodded affirmatively: "No matter whether the outside world is good or not, the incense of the Guanyin Temple will not be less, relying on the mountains and the water to eat the water, we rely on the Guanyin Temple, just to make the incense vigorous, we can't change the rest!" ”

Jia Huanhuan heard his father and Brother Changsheng fighting for tat on the other side, and tears came out.

Sun Erniang still listened motionlessly, and the mothers-in-law and aunts behind her were silent.

Wan Changsheng was not so angry that he vomited blood, but he was helpless to make a killing move: "When the four ancestors made the Guanyin Temple, it did bring us the benefits of generations, but people have no long-term worries, I suggest that the elders can look farther, what will it be like in ten years, twenty years, fifty years, how to make a living in this temple, the ancestors did not also recruit literati and ink writers, and only then did they have the stele forest, so that the original palm-sized Guanyin Temple could be developed into such a large building complex, In the future, it is impossible for me to come alone in this Guanyin Temple to carry out the handiwork of the stele forest and the one hundred and seventy-five temples in the wings and halls, I have to at least have to help, and the four families do not give me helpers, so I will only have to recruit people from the outside? ”

At this time, more than a dozen of each family are more important, and the elders who can manage things and speak can't help but be moved.

Fourth, there are always people who want to learn the craftsmanship of their ancestors in their own descendants, and if they really recruit people from outside, they will become fat water flowing into the fields of outsiders!

Why bother?

The other three are not allowed to learn the crafts of thousands of families, but outsiders are not forbidden.

That's a bit of a paradox.

Grandpa couldn't speak with his cane.

Jia Bo also frowned, probably weighing which one was more harmful.

After releasing this bait.

Wan Changsheng struck while the iron was hot: "Since I still have the possibility of being a temple guard in the future, then I am also qualified to ask for the loss of the brand, just for the uncles and grandfathers present in this matter, we will lose the brand for the sake of fairness, and after half of the time, I will be allowed to open this training class, and after that, I will let out a fart and say nothing." ”

The elders are even more noisy, because they haven't lost their cards for a long time!

This is also the old way left by the ancestors!

When you are undecided, you should lose the brand.

It's really been a matter of time for so many years, and it's hard to come across something that needs to be decided to be voted on.

What's more, the grandfather is old, and he hasn't been in charge of specific affairs for many years, and Wan Changsheng, the future temple keeper, has never been willing to participate in the management, and a lot of authority has been controlled by each family.

Now that's ......

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there is contention.

But no one could have imagined that Wan Changsheng, who had always been gentle and careless, would actually express his attitude forcefully this time.

Jia Bo was a little surprised and looked at his future son-in-law.

Wan Changsheng had already walked to the hall and bowed to the half-human-high Guanyin statue behind the table of the Eight Immortals.

The elders quickly looked at each other and staggered their eyes, and saw that the grandfather had trembled and stood up next to his grandson, and they all stood up and lined up in three or four rows according to the size of the housekeepers.

Seeing Wan Changsheng personally took off the net bottle in the hand of the Guanyin statue, and poured out the brown and black shiny bamboo cards inside, to be precise, it was more like the previous bamboo back bone tooth mahjong cards.

Counting out seventeen bamboo cards and arranging them on the table, Wan Changsheng turned over the empty net bottle to indicate that there was nothing in it: "Agree with my round mouth, oppose the square mouth, this old rule doesn't need me to say......"

As he spoke, he put the green and green glazed net bottle on the table, and pulled the red cloth in front of the Guanyin seat and covered it on the mouth of the bottle that was specially made into a half-diamond-shaped mouth and a half-round mouth.

This is a common yin and yang bottle in ancient times, looking like a pot, which is divided into left and right dark grids.

The bamboo card thrown into it is in a thought, and no one knows which side others have voted to.

It's a fair secret ballot.

He himself picked up a bamboo plaque, lifted the red cloth and threw it at the round mouth.

Grandpa covered his hands with a red cloth and cast it.

Jaber didn't cover it, and threw it into the diamond-shaped square mouth in front of so many pairs of eyes.

But everyone in the back covered it with a red cloth.

No matter what, no one wants to be hated by Wan Changsheng.

Jaber was just trying to show his attitude.

Their sons-in-law are different from other elders.

There are still many relatives and neighbors in the wings on both sides of the room crowded to watch the excitement, and after all, there are still a lot of voices to talk about.

On the contrary, the women's side was much quieter, but they involuntarily moved closer, and thirty or forty people were crowded into the patio and stretched their necks.

They all looked at Wan Changsheng's tall figure standing in a group of elders.

The little girls and daughters-in-law in several families couldn't help but look at Jia Huanhuan, the gap between people and people is really everywhere.

After the seventeen bamboo tiles on the table were thrown in.

Wan Changsheng picked up the red cloth and lifted the net bottle, and in the eyes of everyone, he opened the dark plate at the bottom of the bottle^

Suddenly, only five bamboo plaques fell.

There was a somewhat surprising commotion in the halls, wings, and patios!

In the seemingly sinister atmosphere, eleven elders actually chose to support Wan Changsheng!

Wan Changsheng turned over the bottle, and from the round mouth, a bunch of bamboo cards fell out in an uproar.

Almost all of the ladies breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, who doesn't want Changsheng to win?

Except for Wanjia, in fact, who doesn't want to learn that legendary craft?

It's just that he didn't expect that in this form, he would invisibly announce his control over Guanyin Village.

began to speak out in the clan of the entire Guanyin Village.