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Chapter 149 Don't forget the original intention

Chapter 149 Don’t forget your original intention (the end of the text)

When Bi Wentao said he wanted to invest 180 million to build the border town, the West Region Station Buddha, everyone was stunned.

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After all, the number of building temples and Buddhas has hit a new high!

"I will also set up the Western Regions Buddhist Carving Culture Research Institute in the border town to better explore the Western Regions Buddhist Carving Culture and further study the Western Regions Buddhist Carving Grotto culture culture. In order to inherit the Buddhist carving culture, I will also open a Buddhist carving culture interest class and a professional class, and finally create a Buddhist carving art school to truly inherit the Buddhist carving culture."

As soon as Bi Wentao finished speaking, applause suddenly thundered and everyone applauded, which made Bi Wentao's passionate remarks boil.

"Mr. Bi, count me one!"

"Mr. Bi, I'll join too!"

"Mr. Bi, your idea is pretty good, I'm willing to join..."

Everyone present raised their hands and scrambled to join the construction of the Western Regions Station Buddha, and each played its own advantages.

In Qilian Villa, everyone used the shortest time to establish a project team for the Buddha of the Western Regions Station in a clear division of labor.

The happiest person here is Shen Qingcheng. Shen Qingcheng did not expect that the place of asxs. is the end point, and the place of the end point is.asxs..

After thousands of years, his mission has never changed. As long as it is the Buddha carving ruins related to the Buddha carving culture, he is a microcosm of the Buddha carving craftsmen.

As soon as Qilian Mountains gathered, everyone formed a fate, old friends reunited, and relatives gathered, Qilian Mountains added another touch to everyone's memory.

Half a month later, when everyone was about to set off to the border town, Cao Yanyan called Chen Yuliang.

"Uncle Chen, my dad has recovered his memory. He heard that you were going to the border town to participate in the construction of the Western Regions Buddha. He was so anxious that he said he wanted to go with you. He said that such a meaningful thing would be he that he must participate." Cao Yanyan said to Chen Yuliang on the phone anxiously.

Chen Yuliang was about to pack his luggage at home, but after hearing Cao Yanyan say that Cao Wenguang was so happy that he cried with joy.

"Yanyan, this is really great. By the way, did your father recover his memory? Did you tell your Uncle Si? Do he know about this?" Chen Yuliang put the clothes on his hand on the bed and walked to the window to follow Cao Yanyan's phone call.

Cao Yanyan was about to answer, but Cao Wenguang took the phone call from her hand, and his hand holding the phone was trembling. He had not called Chen Yuliang's name for a long time. When he heard Chen Yuliang's voice, tears burst out from his eyes. "Yuliang, I am Wenguang, thank you for still thinking about me. I heard about the creation of Buddha in the border town. I really want to go. I want to go with you again."

Chen Yuliang choked up. He felt his nose sore. Tears in the corners of his eyes slipped down one by one. He hoarsely called Cao Wenguang on the phone. "Wenguang, you...you finally remembered us."

Cao Wenguang apologized to Chen Yuliang on the phone with an apology, "I'm sorry, I've made everyone work hard all these years."

Chen Yuliang wiped the tears from his face, "Look at what you said. We are friends of life and death. It would be too polite to say this. We will fly to the border city tomorrow, and you and Yanyan will also go to the border city to meet us tomorrow."

Cao Wenguang couldn't hide his excitement and hurriedly said to Chen Yuliang, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

While Shen Qingcheng and Chen Xiner were packing their luggage, Shen Qingcheng received a call from Si Lu.

"Qingcheng, my godfather called me just now and said that my parents had found it. Who do you think my father is?" Si Lu reported the good news to Shen Qingcheng with an excited look on his face.

Because Shen Qingcheng and Chen Xiner have been preparing for luggage and items to go to the border town these two days, they have not been able to get in touch with Si Lu for a long time.

"Asi, what did you say? Are you looking for your parents, really? Congratulations, Asi, you finally found your biological parents." Shen Qingcheng congratulated Si Lu.

Si Lu repeated the words just now, "Qingcheng, guess who is my father?"

Shen Qingcheng saw Si Lu ask him twice, but he really didn't know, so he had to reply helplessly, "I can't guess, you'd better tell me."

Si Lu said to Shen Qingcheng excitedly, "My father is Zhao Shan, my real name is Zhao Yanxin, I... I was abducted by a human trafficker, and later I was rescued by my master."

Shen Qingcheng suddenly felt that the world was a little small, but he didn't expect that Shilu, Hou Shan, and Lei Zhe, who grew up with him, had a very good relationship with him.

"What a pity is that... Lei Zhe is gone." Shen Qingcheng thought of Mo Zhe with guilt. Because everyone was used to Lei Zhe's name, Shen Qingcheng still habitually said Lei Zhe.

When Shilu saw Shen Qingcheng remembering Lei Zhe again, he hurriedly comforted him on the phone, "Qingcheng, don't be sad. If Azhe knew that you were sad for him, he would be uneasy if he had spirits in heaven."

After Shen Qingcheng calmed down, he said to Si Lu on the phone. "Well, Xin'er and I tomorrow, we want Feibiancheng, you can take good care of Yun'er at home."

Si Lu said Zhao Shan's words to Shen Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, my dad said that I would go to the border town with you and let me make some contributions. Yun'er and I will fly to the border town with you tomorrow. We will see you at the airport."

When Shen Qingcheng heard Zhao Shan arrange for Si Lu to go to the border town with him, he was very moved, "Lu, say thank you to Uncle Zhao for me."

"Thank you, my dad will go tomorrow. We are in trouble and share the blessings. My dad is your dad's good brother, and I am your good brother," Si Lu expressed his sincerity to Shen Qingcheng on the phone.

At noon the next day, people involved in the construction of the Buddha's construction of the Border City West Region Station gathered in the Border City from southeast, west and north.

Cao Wenguang and Cao Yanyan and his daughter set out from Dunhuang to the border city, while Dr. Stephen flew straight from Wudu to the border city, Bi Wentao, Mo Qiuhua, Chen Yuliang, Dai Yuzhen, Shen Qingcheng, Chen Xiner, Mo Qiubai and Wu Baoqin set out from Jiangcheng to the border city.

Hou Shan couldn't take off his body because he had several surgeries in the hospital, so he stayed in Jiangcheng.

Silu, his father Zhao Shan, Jiang Bingkun, Jiang Xiaoyun and his daughter took the earliest flight to the border town to provide logistics support services for everyone.

At the border city airport, everyone met again after half a month of separation. Everyone smiled knowingly and shouted the secret code of encounter that they had agreed to have been made half a month ago.

Everyone encouraged each other in unison, "Only by keeping their original intentions in mind can we achieve the end."

Only by keeping your original intention in mind can we achieve the end. We have worked together for less than a year to build the Western Regions Station Buddha, which is famous at home and abroad, and in one fell swoop, the Western Regions Station Buddha became a new landmark on the New Silk Road.

On the day when the Buddha's unveiling of the Western Regions Station, Shen Qingcheng stood in front of the Buddha statue with Chen Xiner in his arms, bowed with devout hands and made a wish.

"I hope the country is peaceful and the people are safe and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Our descendants will not forget their mission for generations, not forget their original aspirations, inherit the Buddhist sculpture culture, and keep the craftsmanship of the great way."
Chapter completed!
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