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Chapter 492 Longyan Village, Longtan Temple!

Such things are not rare in China at all with different ages. And they are obviously the same age, but it is very common to take advantage of others in terms of seniority or be taken advantage of others.

For example, when Fang Yuan was studying, there were a few of the classmates in his class who should be called uncle according to their seniority. Anyway, as long as they were sorted according to the village genealogy, those people must be his elders.

Of course, Fang Yuan would definitely not be able to call him. However, his seniority is not low, at least there are a few classmates, who are his nephews' generation. Thinking that he was not the worst, he immediately became balanced.

At the same time, Fang's mother snorted: "Your cousin cannot compare, but her grandson and son of the second uncle's family in the village can make a fuss."

"I am not responding to the national call, marrying and having children late." Fang Yuan said weakly, struggling dyingly.

"No matter how late it is, it's really late." Fang's father gave a sharp blow: "Besides, you believe in the promotional slogans, it's so stupid. I really doubt whether you are stupid in studying..."

In an instant, Fang Yuan fell down, foamed at the mouth, and completely collapsed.

"Okay, don't pretend." Fang's father said angrily: "Get up, tell me, what's going on with your company? It's so good, why did you start a company?"

"There is no way. Mr. Peng is in poor health and goes home to recuperate." Fang Yuan explained: "When he left, he sold the company. Baozi and I thought about it and thought that working for others would lead to the same result. So I just opened a company by myself. Although it was a little hard work, it was a career at least."

"You have career aspirations. This is understandable." Fang's father said with some concern: "But opening a company is not a simple matter. It's okay if you make a profit, but you're afraid of losing money..."

"Don't say discouraged words." Fang's mother blamed: "Your son is the boss, and you should encourage and cheer up. Son, mom supports you and wish you a prosperous business and a grand future."

"I'm telling him to be cautious in doing things." Fang's father said helplessly: "You can't get on the horse in a hurry when your brain is hot, as it's easy to have problems."

"I know, I know. So we have been working hard." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "It has been a few months, and the company has not yet collapsed, and the performance is steadily moving forward, which shows that our efforts are quite effective."

"I'm afraid you're going to hold on." Fang's father shook his head and said, "I'm still knocking down my teeth and blood."

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat and sighed, "Dad, you have to believe in your son. Forget it, I won't say much. Do you have time for National Day? Why don't you go to Quanzhou for a trip? I'll take you to the company for a visit, and then you can feel at ease."

"This can be considered..." Fang's mother agreed very much.

In short, on the day Fang Yuan returned home, the family meeting was very late, and it was not over until he was physically and mentally exhausted.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, at the call of her parents, Fang Yuan got up, washed and had breakfast, and then drove directly to a remote town and village to attend the wedding banquet at the invitation of his cousin.

Thanks to the policy of connecting roads in every village, a cement road was also built in that small town and village. This road is not spacious, but it can also accommodate two vehicles to shuttle.

The road was smooth and the speed was naturally not slow. After more than an hour, the family stopped at the entrance of the countryside. This is the destination of the wedding banquet, Longyan Village where my cousin lived for generations.

"Longyan Village." After knowing the name of the village, Fang Yuan also hesitated a little: "It seems that he has heard of it..."

"Nonsense, you must have heard of it." Fang's mother rolled her eyes and said, "Longtan Village is near Longyan Village. Your grandfather lived in Longtan Village for only a few years. Have you forgotten it all?"

"Ah." Fang Yuan slapped his head and suddenly realized: "I said why is this familiar way..."

In fact, Fang Yuan is not blamed for forgetfulness. The main reason is that his grandfather has only two daughters, one is his mother, and the other is his cousin's mother and his aunt.

Grandpa has no children, and grandma also left earlier than grandpa. So after he passed away, this relative will not be able to move around again. During festivals, there are not even people to visit, so it is normal not to move around anymore.

Only on the Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, Fang Yuan's parents might have come to sweep the tombs, but they didn't let Fang Yuan follow him. After all, Fang Yuan was still studying at that time, so his parents naturally did not force him to go with him. More than ten years have passed, and he naturally forgot about the things here.

The human brain is so wonderful that some things that are often not touched can be easily forgotten. However, once reminded, some buried memories suddenly appear like tides.

For example, Fang Yuan is like this now. After slapping his head, he immediately smiled and said, "Mom, I haven't forgotten. I still remember that there seems to be a temple near my grandfather's house, right?"

"That's Longtan Temple." Fang's mother frowned: "Since the monks in the temple changed a group of monks, they have not been a good person anymore."

Fang Yuan was stunned and puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

"A Yuan, don't know." Fang's father explained: "Longtan Temple is also considered a thousand-year-old temple. It is said that it was built during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty and has been passed down to this day."

"In the past few years, I don't know who has verified this period of history and reported directly to the county leaders. After researching, those leaders felt that the temple had potential to tap, and might be able to drive the economic development of nearby rural areas. Now, special funds were allocated to build roads and renovate temples, so that rich people in the county could come here to burn incense and worship Buddha, eat and drink."

Fang's father whispered: "Not to mention, rich people believe in this. Within a few years, Longtan Village developed, and Longtan Temple became one of the projects supported by the county."

"There are government grants and the indulgence and oil donations from rich people. The monks in the temple have become more developed and are ambitious to expand the temple. Then they take a fancy to your grandfather's house and want to buy your grandfather's house and convert it into part of the temple."

Speaking of this, Fang's father frowned and said, "But you also know that your grandfather's grave is at his house. Those monks want to buy it there, so we must move the grave."

"After discussing with your mother and your aunt, I think it's better to forget about it. Your grandfather has not been easy for his whole life. He has finally settled down. We can't disturb his peace for a little money."

While speaking, Fang's father shook his head and said, "But those monks refused to let go and complained to the county leaders. Then a cadre took action and planned to demolish it. Fortunately, your cousin also had some prestige in the local area. He immediately gathered a group of brothers to protect him when he heard the news, so that they did not succeed."

"The county cadres are also afraid of mass incidents and dare not take action anymore, so the matter will be left alone."

While speaking, Fang's father couldn't help but curse: "Sure enough, people are prone to deterioration when they have money. Those monks are no exception. They are still Buddhists who practice Buddhism. They all get into money. For the sake of profit, they actually want to dig other people's graves, and they are not afraid of losing their children and grandchildren."

"Dad..." Fang Yuan reminded in a low voice: "As a monk, it seems that he will be about to lose his son and grandson."

"Natural." Fang's father glanced at him and said, "Do you think those are real monks?"

"Uh?" Fang Yuan was stunned and then reacted: "Professional monk?"

"Nonsense." Fang's father snorted: "Didn't your mother say that? The monks in the temple have changed a group of monks, and the real monks have been transferred away. The monks who were replaced are said to be relatives and nephews of the county leaders. They just shaved their hair short and put on monk's robes and pretended to be monks."

"I went to see it and found that they didn't even know how to recite scriptures, so they just played the tape. When the temple gate was closed at night, they changed their clothes and drove back to the county town to enjoy the world of flowers and wine."

Fang's father said disdainfully: "Don't look at the current incense in the temple, it's just a false prosperity. None of the people nearby know about it and have never gone to burn incense and worship Buddha. Only some people who come far away from each other will fall into this trap. Of course, those rich people are willing to fall into this trap and will not miss this opportunity to curry favor with the leader..."

"Oh." Fang Yuan sighed. No wonder he often said that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. It is indeed the case. It is mainly remote areas. Due to various restrictions and insufficient supervision, various problems are naturally prone to breeding.

"Okay, I won't say much, so I can save myself from being upset." At this moment, Fang's mother waved her hand and said, "Let's go, come into the village."

Fang Yuan naturally had no objection, so he immediately followed his parents to his cousin's house in the village with a congratulatory gift.

At this moment, there were lights and lanterns in front of and behind the door of my cousin’s house, and a festive look. Many guests gathered in the house, between the patio, the front floor and the ground, chatting in groups of three or five, laughter and joy.

"My cousin is here." The three of them arrived at the door and an old couple came over. Their heads were covered in silver hair, but they were full of energy and red. They were Fang Yuan's aunt and uncle.

Speaking of which, although mother Fang and aunt are sisters, they are about teenagers apart. Back then, grandma Fang Yuan went there early, and Fang Yuan’s mother can be said to be the one whom the aunt raised her with her. The veritable elder sister is like a mother.

In this case, Fang Yuan’s parents were naturally very etiquette. While congratulating, big and small gifts were stuffed over. For a moment, the four of them were chatting enthusiastically.

When the elders were chatting, Fang Yuan, the junior, naturally couldn't get in touch, so he could only stand beside him and watch the fun.

The wedding banquet in the countryside is also relatively traditional. The colors are mainly red, and red cloth and red gauze are hung in every corner of the house. The red-packaged wedding candies and cigarettes, as well as red melon seeds, etc. are placed on the tables for adults and children to use.

In a corner of the front floor, there were a few people beating drums and drums, playing suona trumpets. The sound was exciting, the rhythm was very strong, and it was filled with a strong festive atmosphere. In short, it was just a word, lively.

There are many people, festive and lively, which is the impression of a traditional wedding.
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