Tang Chen said confidently: "There are many problems explained. ”

"For example?"

"Although the terrain here is high, it is because of the construction of the embankment. But, you see, the little river has deviated from its original course and has turned a bend in front of us. On the opposite shore, there's even a bare riverbed, hey, there's a waterfowl there, see?"

Tang Chen grew up in the countryside, and he was no stranger to the countryside, and he was even quite happy to see this rural scenery.

Wang Dongxu smiled bitterly: "Isn't this normal? The river flows into the Xijiang River, and if the dam hadn't been built, the river might not have flowed into the Xijiang River from here decades ago......"

"That's right, the dragon vein changes every fifty years, the so-called thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, this is the truth. The ancestral house of the boss was there before the liberation, and decades have passed, the small dragon veins have changed, the ancestral house is decaying, and there is no one left behind, and it is normal to be bulldozed. Tang Chen said slowly.

Wang Dongxu was stunned for a moment, it turned out that Tang Chen wanted to prove this, and said helplessly: "Didn't we already know this?"

"The ancestral house has changed, will the village change?"

Tang Chen threw out a shocking topic, which made Wang Dongxu lose his eyes and speechless. After a long time, Wang Dongxu calmed down: "Master Tang, you ...... How do you know?"

"It's simple, just reasoning. Just now we went to the entrance of the village to the east, didn't we find a ancestral hall?"

Hearing this, Wang Dongxu nodded, he still didn't understand what the relationship between the ancestral hall and the village address was.

Tang Chen sighed and said, "Is there any village that is willing to build the ancestral hall outside the village?" And look at the ancestral hall, the door is closed, and the front of the door is full of fallen leaves, and I don't know how long no one has been there. Doesn't that prove that the village has shifted? Even if it isn't, we can make a bold assumption. ”

Wang Dongxu was stunned for a moment, and had to admit that what Tang Chen said was very reasonable. Yes, it is unimaginable that an ancestral hall with a clan surname has been abandoned to such a state. Compared with the ancestral halls in other villages, almost all of them have become entertainment places for the elderly, and that ancestral hall is really too dilapidated.

"Let's go!"

Wang Dongxu was still thinking about Tang Chen's words, and felt that his mouth suddenly opened, as if he had found something, but he was called back to his soul by Tang Chen's voice.

"Where are you going?" asked Wang Dongxu blankly.

"Ask the old man in the village!"

Wang Dongxu was now completely led by Tang Chen's nose, and he didn't know what Tang Chen wanted to do next, so he could only keep his head down and follow behind, pondering the question of the ancestral hall.

The scenery inside and outside Qingkeng Village is very different. Outside there are ponds, but inside the village there are small buildings, and the ponds are all outside the village.

Along the way, most of the people in the village were migrant workers, and there were few locals. I finally met a Cantonese speaker, or from Chaoshan.

The two continued to walk, asking if they knew the local elderly, and all they got was waving their hands and shaking their heads. Tang Chen and Wang Dongxu walked all the way, and unexpectedly left the village in the west and came to a large pond. The water in the pond is not very clear, but it is generally clean, except for a small patch of duckweed floating on it.

Next to the pond is a large banyan tree, whose foliage is very luxuriant, like a giant umbrella, blocking the blazing sun.

At this time, an old man is leaning against a tree and sitting cross-legged, fishing by the river with a bamboo pole in his hand. There are summer cicadas on the trees that know and know, the breeze is slow, and the cicadas chirp for a while, and then continue to sound. The wind surrounds the treetops, and the branches and leaves rub together, sending a bit of cool breath and a little warmth.

In this situation, there is quite a bit of artistic conception that the warm breeze makes the tourists drunk. Anyway, Tang Chen was sure that if he was still studying in school, then in this case, he would definitely be groggy and fall asleep.

"Abo, the line has moved, the fish has been hooked!" Suddenly, Wang Dongxu said in a loud voice. It's not the wind that's moving, the fishing line is swaying from side to side in the river, drawing water marks one after another, obviously a fish has bitten the hook.

"There's no hurry. The old man was as steady as Mount Tai, and said with a smile: "It is testing me, and it has not yet swallowed it in its stomach." Pull now, it's easy to decouple. ”

"Really, fake. Tang Chen said with interest: "You moved so hard, you haven't bitten the hook yet?"

"Of course, I've been fishing for decades, and I've long figured out the cunning temperament of these fish, and if you want to fool me, there's no way. The old man smiled confidently, and at this moment, the fishing rod suddenly collapsed.

"Hooked. In an instant, the old man smiled, and the fishing rod in his hand was given away and picked up, and then a fat white fish immediately jumped out of the water, churning in the air, dying and struggling.

"Awesome. Tang Chen clapped his hands and praised: "It's already to the point where you can do whatever you want, practice makes perfect." ”

"The offspring has a bit of insight. The old man untied the fat white fish and stuffed it into the fish basket next to him, and asked curiously, "Who are you, who are you visiting relatives and friends?"

"It's not. Tang Chen's heart moved, and he immediately smiled truthfully: "We are here to inspect the terrain." ”

"What terrain are you studying?" the old man reloaded, and with a flick of his wrist, the hook quickly floated to the surface of the river and fell silently.

"Inspect the topography of the village and help a big overseas boss find his ancestral home. While speaking, Tang Chen asked tentatively, "Abo, do you know where his ancestral mansion is?"

"It's Zhang Yuanfu's ungrateful white-eyed wolf, right? I don't know!" the old man turned his face, "Look at your appearance, you should be Mr. Feng Shui, shouldn't Mr. Feng Shui probe the good and evil of his employer and help others?"

Wang Dongxu was stunned: "Uncle, this ...... Why haven't we heard of that?"

The old man was also stunned: "No one told you?"

Wang Dongxu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Why don't you come and hear it?"

"Alas, here's the thing. Back then, Zhang Yuanfu made a fortune, saying that he was returning to his hometown, and we were also very happy. But the village thinks that if you have made a fortune, it is also the right thing to bring a deed to the villagers! So let him go back to the village to invest and set up a small factory, but Zhang Yuanfu refused to kill him, saying that he was afraid of bad feng shui. With a net worth of hundreds of billions, he still cares about such a small amount of money, what is it if it is not ungrateful, what is it if it is not a white-eyed wolf?" the old man said a little indignantly.

Tang Chen whispered: "People's money belongs to other people, and it is not blown by the strong wind, how to use it is someone else's business?"

"You don't know. At that time, his parents died, and he had no relatives and siblings, so he said that he was going out to the world. The old man in the village saw that he was pitiful, and that he could not get food in the village, so he made up the money for his journey and sent him to the boat. If there were no people, would he Zhang Yuanfu be where he is today?" the old man said indignantly, "Although we are not talking about people who want to repay the favor, but for him Zhang Yuanfu, making some efforts for the village, it is just a gesture and a small amount of money to come over." But he refuses to do this, isn't it lonely and cold (Cantonese, meaning miser)?"