At this time, Cao Shujie, who was far away in Weiwu City, didn't know that his uncle was calling home, thinking about picking up his grandfather at the end of the year.

He is taking his grandfather, mother, mother-in-law, wife and children out to play.

In the Leitai Scenic Area, as soon as they came over, Meng Meng pointed to the air and screamed: "Wow, Dad, Mom, look, there are so big horses there." ”

"It's going to fly!"

Cao Shujie looked up, and he also saw the enlarged imitation of the horse stepping on the swallow with three legs flying off in mid-air and stepping on the swallow with his right hind leg.

Seeing this scene, Cao Shujie instantly remembered what had been said in the book, it is said that the horse stepped on the swallow because it ran too fast, and the swallow did not realize it.

"It's like!" Cheng Xiaolin said very abruptly.

Cao Shujie wondered and asked her, "What is it like?" ”

"Like that illustration in a book, what else could it be?" Cheng Xiaolin squinted at her husband, was it hard to understand this in her heart?

Cao Shujie wanted to vomit blood, the book was a photo of the real handiwork, and the one in front of him was an enlarged version at first glance, from the same source, not like it.

Meng Meng's thinking is different, and after she came here, she looked very lively.

Pointing to the horse on the pillar, he said, "Dad, I want to go up and ride a horse." ”

Cao Shujie looked at the imitation of the horse stepping on the pillar as high as a few floors, and he was a little dizzy: "Meng Meng, if you have the ability, climb up by yourself, Dad can't climb up." ”

"No way!" Meng Meng pouted, and her eyes kept staring at the 'horse stepping on Feiyan' in the air.

But Cao Shujie and Cheng Xiaolin were unmoved, Cheng Xiaolin said to her: "If you can't do it, just live here, let's go to other places to see." ”

This is the tomb of Lei Taihan, there are many places that can be visited, Cao Shujie and they have seen the 'horse stepping on the flying swallow', and they are thinking about going to other places to see.

Grandpa Cao Zhenghu was also interested in this place.

Mother Wang Yuelan and mother-in-law Li Xiaojuan also felt very fresh when they looked at it.

The mother-in-law also said, "Why is this tomb so big?" ”

"Mom, many places were built in the later period, and the original tomb must not be so big, if it is not expanded, tourists will come and see it in a while, how boring it is." Cao Shujie understands very well.

They continued to walk forward and came to the sunken square, where there was a pit, and in it was a bronze chariot and horse honor guard, and at a glance, it seemed as if thousands of troops and horses were in front of them.

These horse honor guards are made lifelike, and there is a guide next to him holding a portable trumpet like a tape recorder in his hand, and he is explaining hard: "The bronze chariot and horse honor guard array you see is also based on the cultural relics unearthed in the No. 1 tomb of the ring magnified 6 times with bronze casting, you see, all the horse expressions here are lifelike, like the real thing." ”

"From front to back, each group of sculptures has a different meaning."

"This first group is also a horse stepping on the swallow, it also has a different name, does anyone know?" The tour guide asked.

As she explained, everyone began to ponder.

Someone had done his homework before coming, and when he heard the tour guide ask, he hesitated for a while, then raised his hand and said, "Is it still called Ma Chao Dragon Sparrow?" ”

These are all tourists from other places, and they are not very sure about this kind of information found on the Internet.

After he finished speaking, the tour guide nodded happily: "That's right, it's Ma Chao Longque, na, I have a beautiful gift for you here." ”

In her hand, she pressed a small box, inside which was a pocket-sized version of 'Horse Stepping on Feiyan', which was supposed to be made of plastic.

"Dad, that uncle is amazing." Meng Meng took the gift from the other party, and she was envious.

Cao Shujie pouted: "What's so powerful about this, let's go, let's go and see other places." ”

In front of them, they saw the Thunder Terrace, a large mound in the shape of a trapezoid, a place where the god of thunder is said to be worshipped.

Because of the drought and lack of rain in this part of Weiwu City, in the past, many people came to this place to ask for rain.

Even now, on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar calendar, there are still many good men and women who come to worship.

But there are a variety of other legends that give people enough room for imagination.

After this trip, even his nephew Cheng Tiandong, who doesn't like to talk very much, frequently exclaimed.

……

After seeing a few scenic spots in the city, Cao Shujie began to take his family to the Tianti Mountain Grottoes, 50 kilometers south of the city.

When they came, there were a lot of people here.

There are all kinds of Buddha statues here, Cao Shujie and his wife are very enjoyable to watch, grandfather, mother and mother-in-law they still worship from time to time, but the daughter Mengmeng and nephew Cheng Tiandong are in vain.

They didn't think it was fun at all, looking at the careless appearance of the two little dolls, Cao Shujie didn't pay attention to them, slowly finished reading, and felt the grandeur of these cave Buddha statues built during the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

After returning to the hotel from the Tianti Mountain Grottoes, after a short rest, Cheng Xiaolin asked him: "Shujie, let's go, this is only halfway through, let alone ten days, and you may not be able to return to Caojiazhuang in half a month." ”

Cao Shujie didn't care, he said: "Half a month is not enough, then a month." ”

"You have such a big heart, what if anything else!" Cheng Xiaolin muttered to him.

"Let's go, let's go to the next place." Cao Shujie said with a smile.

In the next few days, they stopped and saw a lot of landscape architecture, places of interest and historic sites with strong local regional colors, and also went to the local man-made scenic spots to take a look.

All the way to the end point Xinjiang Kunlun Hotel, Cao Shujie is staying here.

They live in the middle floor.

Since Mengmeng came here, she has been looking for something, but she can't find it, she asked Cao Shujie: "Dad, where is the eighth floor?" I can't see it. ”

Don't talk about her, when Lao Dao's song "The First Snow in 2002" exploded, many people were particularly interested in the eighth floor where No. 2 cars could be parked.

Cheng Xiaolin is no exception, she is also looking for this 'place' everywhere, and her mother Wang Yuelan also asked: "What about the No. 2 car, I didn't see it." ”

But Cao Zhenghu's eyes kept looking at the photos of those great men meeting here.

Kunlun Hotel first played an important role as a 'state guesthouse', and was only opened to the public in the later period.

Because of this, it hosted many important meetings in the early days, and many great people lived here.

Cao Zhenghu was a person from that era, and when he saw the photos of these people, he thought of the hardships of those years and felt even more deeply.

When Cao Shujie finished checking in and asked them to prepare to go to the eighth floor to put down their luggage, he suddenly saw his grandfather standing in place and did not move, and then followed his grandfather's gaze to see the photos of those people, and then he understood what was going on.

"Grandpa, let's go, let's go up and rest for a while, and then come down and have a look later." Cao Shujie said.

He said, "Cao Zhen will come over later." ”

"Shujie, is your brother Zhen over here?" Wang Yuelan asked.

Cao Shujie shook his head: "No, Cao Zhen is on the Changji side, but it's not far from here, and it's only a few dozen minutes by car." ”

"Is Uncle Zhen coming?" Mengmeng was very interested, and she asked expectantly: "Dad, do we still want to find Uncle Zhen to eat?" ”

"What do I want to eat?" Meng Meng is looking forward to it more and more.

Cao Shujie's face darkened, and he thought to himself: "Mengmeng, can you stop talking about rubbing rice so reasonably?" Looks like I can't afford to raise you anymore. ”

It's a shame that you can put it into words.

Everyone else burst out laughing.

Cao Zhenghu also retracted his thoughts and followed his grandson to the eighth floor.

Mengmeng heard the word 'eighth floor', and when she went upstairs, she also asked the waiter: "Auntie, is there a No. 2 car on the eighth floor?" ”

The waiter's Mandarin is very standard, she heard Mengmeng's question, she knew what was going on, and explained with a smile: "We don't have a No. 2 bus on the 8th floor, but we have it in front of the hotel, but last year there was a BTR that began to run, and the line of the No. 2 bus coincided, so it ......was withdrawn."

The waiter didn't finish, but Cao Shujie understood the meaning of her words.

When Cao Shujie and them were sent to the room on the eighth floor, the waiter also said: "You came a little late, a few years ago, many tourists came to see us, and they took the No. 2 bus." ”

"There are a lot of foreign tourists!"

Looking at the pride on her face, Cao Shujie could feel that feeling.

Because when he was still alive in his last life, Lao Dao sang a song about a place called 'Rakshasa Country', and I have to say that the world is wonderful and incredible!

……

In Changji, Cao Zhen has been busy supervising cotton picking recently.

5,000 acres of cotton, which is not a small amount, will be transferred back to the Mingbo Textile Factory in Pingyuan County for initial processing after picking.

After this wave of busy work, this side will be handed over to Zhao Yonghe, another person who has just been arranged from the factory, to be responsible, and his 'mission' is completely over.

"Lao Zhao, you look at it here, I have to go to the eighth floor." When he was almost done, Cao Zhen looked at the time and said to Zhao Yonghe.

"What are you doing there? Got a friend coming? Zhao Yonghe asked him.

He didn't understand what the 'Eighth Floor' was all about before he came to Changji, but after going to see it once, he understood.

Sure enough, Cao Zhen nodded: "My hometown's Fa Xiao came to play, I'll take a look." ”

"Okay, go ahead, try not to drive if you drink." Zhao Yonghe persuaded him.

But Cao Zhen said: "It's okay, it's a big deal that I'll live over there tonight, my buddy is a rich man, and he can't miss a hair if he opens a room." ”

That's outrageous.

Zhao Yonghe held back a smile and watched Cao Zhen drive away, he continued to look at the cotton that was being packed in the field, thinking that he would come here to take over Cao Zhen's work, with a monthly salary of more than 8,000 yuan, plus 2,000 yuan of rent and meal subsidies, which added up to more than 10,000 yuan.

In this regard, the boss did not treat him badly.

He is now 38 years old, old and young, and several mouths are waiting for him to earn money to eat.

Although he left his hometown, Zhao Yonghe felt that it was worth it to earn a high salary.

As for Director Cao, Zhao Yonghe knew that the situation between the two of them was different.

The relationship between people is much simpler than him in Pingyuan County, and if they want to do some business.

Cao Zhen drove all the way to the 'Kunlun Hotel', and when he was about to get to the place, he called Cao Shujie and asked him what floor he lived.

"On the eighth floor of the middle building, I'll go down and wait for you now." Cao Shujie said.

Putting the phone away, Cao Shujie said to his wife: "Cao Zhen is here, I'll go down and wait for him first." ”

"Brother Zhen is here so soon?" Cheng Xiaolin asked.

Cao Shujie said with a smile: "Of course, you don't look at what our relationship is?" ”

Mengmeng was crawling on the bed to play, and when she heard what her father said, she asked him, "Dad, is Uncle Zhen here?" ”

"Here, I'm going down to pick him up, are you going?" Cao Shujie asked his daughter.

Meng Meng nodded: "I'll go too." ”

"Daddy, wait for me." Meng Meng walked off the bed by herself, and when she found her shoes, she put them on herself, but she couldn't tie her shoes.

Stretch out her feet and ask Daddy to tie it up for her.

In the parking lot of the hotel, Cao Zhen parked the car and looked at the father and daughter not far away, he was still a little excited.

This time, I really saw Fa Xiao thousands of kilometers away.

"Why are you still here?" Cao Zhen walked over and raised his hand to slap Cao Shujie's arm.

Cao Shujie took advantage of the situation to cover his arm, and screamed strangely: "It's over, it's over, let you break it, and compensate me for my medical expenses." ”

"Dad, you can't pretend!" Meng Meng is very faceless to demolish him.

provoked Cao Zhen to laugh, he squatted down and hugged Meng Meng in his arms: "Yes, it's still Meng Meng's fiery eyes, your father's little cleverness makes you see through it at a glance." ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle Zhen, you can invite me to dinner." Meng Meng is too direct.

She then betrayed her father: "My father said that he came to you today to eat." ”

"He also said to take me to the eighth floor, but I never saw it." Meng Meng is a little depressed.

At this time, Cao Shujie turned around and pointed to the building where they lived and asked, "Mengmeng, you count how many floors there are." ”

"I don't know!" What Meng Meng said is reasonable.

She couldn't tell the story at all.

Cao Zhen understood what was going on, he pointed to the first building of the 'Kunlun Hotel' and said: "Meng Meng, do you see if that building has 8 floors, some people used to call it the eighth floor." ”

After Cao Zhen explained it to her, Mengmeng understood what was going on, and she was a little disappointed: "So that's the case." ”

"Or else!" Cao Zhen looked at the little guy's disappointed expression, and said, "Let's go, uncle, please eat something delicious tonight." ”

Meng Meng was happy when she heard it, and she asked, "Uncle, what are you eating?" ”

"Whatever you want, let's eat, okay?" Cao Zhen said.

Meng Meng responded: "Okay, then I have to think about what to eat." ”

Cao Shujie took Cao Zhen and walked towards their accommodation.

Along the way, the two chatted about Cao Zhen's situation here.

Knowing that the cotton planted on the leased land was harvesting, Cao Shujie also asked him: "If this wave of harvest is over, will you go back?" ”

"Almost, the company has already sent someone over, and we've been handing over this month." Cao Zhen said.

"Good fellow, thanks to my timely arrival, otherwise you won't be able to eat this meal." Cao Shujie screamed.

"You're missing this meal!" Cao Zhen scolded him with a smile, this bastard is so rich, and he still has the face to rub his food, what do you think.

Mengmeng looked at her father and Uncle Cao Zhen talking and laughing, she wondered what her father was talking about, so happy?

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Mengmeng asked Cao Zhen to hug her and asked her father.

Cao Shujie glanced at her and said, "It's okay, Dad and your uncle are discussing the matter of eating!" ”

Today I went to attend my daughter's kindergarten graduation ceremony, and today the guarantee is 8000 updates, and if you say more, 10,000, I will try my best.

Having said that, in the 18 days of this month, I wrote 210,000 words, and there were two days of time when I interrupted the rhythm, and Lao Shu really worked hard ^_^

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