The hail was quite heavy, and strangely, the hail near the owner’s house seemed to be larger and denser than elsewhere. The tiles on the roof of the owner’s house were smashed with several holes by the hail.
There were leaks everywhere in the house. It was not enough to take out all the pots and buckets in the house to catch the leaks. The storm came and went quickly. After the heavy rain, the sky opened up soon. When the owner came back, he found that the roof of his house was in a mess.
He was also shaking his head.
"What's going on? Why does our house get hailed every year? No wonder no one wanted to live in this house when we were choosing a house. I thought it was the house where the landlord lived, and others were afraid of being contaminated by evil spirits.
." The male host's name is Tian Daosen, and he is the deputy mayor of Taipingqiao Town. When he returned home, he couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at the rubble smashed by hail again.
The hostess's name is Cao Qin, and she is the director of the grain station in Taipingqiao Town. Cao Qin has a very fashionable watermelon hairdo and is dressed in standard female cadre clothes. She is very capable. Seeing that the terracotta tiles on the roof have been smashed, she also
Dumbfounded: "I think even if the roof of our house is replaced with iron sheets, there will still be a hole. It's really evil. Every year in Taipingqiao Town, only our tiles are smashed by hail. People say that there is a goblin in our house.
. If I hadn’t heard from people in the town later that when our house was in the hands of the landlord Lao Cai, the roof was smashed by hail every year. No wonder no one wanted to live in such a good house. So it’s like this
Evil nature.”
"Comrade Cao Qin, pay attention to your words. There is something wrong with your ideological consciousness. As a staunch communist, how can you believe in heresy?" Tian Daosen criticized his wife seriously.
Cao Qin said dissatisfied: "Tian Daosen, let me tell you, when you get home, don't act like the mayor. What am I going to say? How many houses in Taiping Town have their roofs smashed by hail every year? Our house
Don’t fall behind every year. Don’t you think this is not evil?”
Seeing such a strange couple, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, where did the child come from? Master Shen, you have such a young apprentice?" Cao Qin asked.
"No, no. The work is a bit tight. I'm too busy to handle it, so I called my junior brother over to help. This is the apprentice he brought. Despite his young age, his skills are really good. If he hadn't reminded me just now, we would have taken care of him in advance.
The wood has been moved into the house, and all the wood may be soaked in water." Shen Rushan said quickly.
"Wouldn't it waste time?" Cao Qin asked.
"No, no. My junior brother is here and the progress will be faster. It will definitely be completed on time." Shen Rushan said.
Tian Daosen came over to take a look and said, "I'd better call someone to come over and clean up the tiles."
Cleaning tiles is not a technical job. Anyone can learn it by just watching others clean it once or twice. Tian Dawson used to clean the house himself. But now he is a little older and spends more time in the office.
He has not participated in the labor force for many years, has gained a lot of weight, and his body is not so flexible. In addition, he is now also the dignified deputy mayor, and having a cat on the roof seems to have affected his image.
Tian Daosen called a nearby person who specialized in cleaning tiles for others. The tile cleaners were more organized than ordinary people. First, they would lift all the tiles, clean up the broken tiles, leaves, etc., and then remove the tiles.
To lay it on, first lay the groove tiles, and then lay the covering tiles. Use tiles from time to time to raise the irregular tiles to make the tiles on the house very smooth.
The man who picked up tiles was called Li Zhengkui, and he could also be called a craftsman in the tile picking industry. He knew a little bit about it. When he lifted off all the tiles on the roof, he discovered something incredible.
"Who is so wicked? This carpenter is so wicked!" Li Zhengkui suddenly shouted.
Hearing Li Zhengkui's shout, Tian Daosen and his wife hurriedly came out to take a look.
"What's the matter?" Tian Daosen asked.
"Mayor Tian, the citron skin on your roof was ghosted by the carpenter! Three of the citron skins were nailed backwards. This is intentional to harm people!" Li Zhengkui said angrily.
When Shen Rushan and Xiao Dajiang heard Li Zhengkui scolding the carpenter, they were very angry. Didn't your mother scold a bald man in front of a monk? They also walked over to see what happened. Really, there was only one staircase, and Tian Daosen was standing there. They couldn't get up there, and they didn't know what was going on on the roof.
Tian Daosen didn't understand the doorway here. He climbed to the roof and took a look. He didn't think there was anything weird. He looked at it and asked, "What's wrong? I don't think there's anything wrong?"
"Mayor Tian, do you think these three pieces of citron skin are any different from the other citron skins?" Li Zhengkui asked.
Tian Daosen took a closer look and found that the three pieces of citron peel pointed out by Li Zhengkui were indeed different from other citron peels. Other citron peels were smaller at the top and larger at the bottom. These three pieces were better, larger at the top and smaller at the bottom: "These three pieces are smaller at the top." It’s the big head, and the small side is the small head. What’s the significance of this?”
"This is called hanging a citron upside down. It's taboo when building a house. Don't you have a carpenter working in your family? Just ask them and you'll know."
"Master Shen, Master Xiao, come up and help me take a look." Tian Daosen carefully climbed to the roof and let the stairs out.
Shen Rushan and Xiao Dajiang were very curious about this matter, so they climbed to the roof one after another.
Shen Rushan's two disciples began to discuss quietly.
"Senior brother, do you know what's going on with the citron?" Wu Songlin, Shen Rushan's young apprentice, asked in a low voice.
The eldest disciple Zhang Changmin nodded: "I heard it from Master. Some carpenters had conflicts with their masters, so they tampered with the carpentry work they were doing. This inverted citron must have been done by the master carpenter. The inverted citron is like hanging. Like a sharp sword on the master's head, it is very harmful to the master."
"That's not right. If it's bad for the owner, why is the owner of this house okay? I heard that the richest man in town used to live in this house. Aren't the people who live here now all state cadres? Listen. When Mayor Tian lived here, he was still a clerk in the town. He became the mayor in just a few years," Wu Songlin said.
"Yeah. Weird." Zhang Changmin couldn't explain the weirdness in this.
The little Taoist looked relieved: No wonder! I said that the residents in this terrible place were fine at all. It turns out that the problem lies here. It’s just that I don’t know if these three citrons were done in good faith by the carpenter, or if they were accidentally done. They were originally intended to cause harm. People, in the end, they helped others.
The little Taoist thought that it was more likely to help others instead of harming others. Ordinary carpenters would not be able to see that this was a dangerous place. If these three citrons were placed on other houses, they would definitely be harmful to the owner of the house. It was extremely damaging. But putting it on top of this house just turned the Feng Shui situation around. The three inverted citrons were like sharp swords facing the courtyard door. How could the ghosts outside dare to break in?
