As the saying goes, people who are in a hurry seek medical treatment. Things that were already hopeless were caused by Ye Tian's words. After looking around Ye Tian to no avail, Liao Haode and his grandnephew hurried back to the village to find someone to discuss.
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But Ye Tian, the instigator, played outside for a while leisurely. When he saw that it was getting late, he walked towards Mr. Miao's house.
Hearing the roar of the engine from behind the house, Ye Tian did not enter the yard, but turned a corner and came to the pond behind.
There are many rivers in the south of the Yangtze River. Boss Miao asked someone to dig a ditch from the fish pond and divert the water to the river not far away. In addition to more than 20 young men shoveling soil into the pond, there were also several vehicles
The tractor made a "chunk" sound as it transported the earth back and forth.
Seeing Brother Miao busy giving instructions, Ye Tian smiled and said, "Hey, Brother Miao, are you fast enough?"
The two ponds, which cover a large area, have been almost filled in just one afternoon. No matter what year it is, as long as you have money, it is always easy to do things.
"It's Xiao Zhenren. Can you see if the pond can be filled in?"
Seeing Ye Tian coming over, Boss Miao asked quickly. He was the only one asking Ye Tian, a kid holding a candy figure, for advice, which made other people look a little ridiculous.
"Boss Miao, who is this little guy? Is there such a little Taoist priest on the mountain?"
A helper who was drinking water next to him asked, "Although they are all fellow villagers, it seems that since Mr. Miao got rich, he hasn't spoken to anyone so respectfully, right?"
"Uh, this...this is, I said, why do you care so much? If you have a drink at night, it will be..."
Boss Miao didn't know how to explain it. If he told the truth, people from the police station would probably come to him tomorrow. Isn't this clearly promoting feudal superstition?
Rich people have thick waists. After hearing what Boss Miao said, the man was not angry and went to work with a shovel. Boss Miao looked at Ye Tian again. This was a matter of life and fortune.
"Okay, just fill it in..."
Ye Tian nodded, but it was a bit perfunctory. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Boss Miao look at it anymore, but that the turtle shell didn't listen to his instructions at all, and the color of all the fonts on it became gray.
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Mr. Miao shouted loudly: "Everyone, please work harder. Once this is done, everyone will come home for dinner..."
In the mid-1980s, not to mention rural areas, it was not possible to find a few formal engineering companies even in cities.
Generally, for any hard work, relatives, friends and neighbors are hired to help. In addition to building a house, there is no salary for things like filling in a fish pond. After the work is done, it is just a drink.
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"Hey, Brother Miao, do you have any wine?"
"Look what you said, Boss Miao, can you treat us without wine or meat?"
"Er baby, if you drink too much, be careful not to let your wife go to bed. How about... I go to your house to sleep at night?"
"Go away, I will break your dog legs..."
"Okay, everyone, hurry up. After filling this point, let's go drink and eat meat..."
As soon as Boss Miao finished speaking, everyone started laughing and shouting. The people who worked were all from the countryside. After hearing what Boss Miao said, they joked with each other.
In the spacious courtyard of the Miao family, the lights were turned on, and several large round tables were filled with food and wine. After finishing their work, more than twenty strong men began to drink.
Even Ye Tian was toasted with half a glass of wine by Boss Miao, but after finishing half the glass of wine, Ye Tian became confused and didn't know why.
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Early the next morning, several carpenters and house builders came to Miao Lao's gate early. After Ye Tian and Lao Dao got up, they sat on the tractor and drove towards Maoshan.
Although he passed by his own house on the way, Ye Tian still didn't dare to go back. Who knows if his father's anger has subsided? Peeping at a woman taking a bath is a pure hooligan in the countryside, and even a child will inevitably get a beating.
"Old fairy, you are in such good health..."
More than half an hour later, the group of people climbed to the Taoist temple. The young and strong men like Mr. Miao were panting from exhaustion. On the contrary, Ye Tian and Lao Dao, the old and the young, didn't even seem to sweat much.
"Haha, if Master Miao can leave his family business and live here for a while, his health will get better..."
The old Taoist laughed when he heard this, but didn't say much. If these people knew that he was over 100 years old, they might be frightened.
"Haha, we work hard, we are no better than the old gods..."
Miao Lao Dao was indeed a little envious when he said this. Although the mountain peak occupied by Lao Dao is not famous, it has excellent scenery.
In front of the Taoist temple is a bamboo forest, and below is a small waterfall. Especially in summer, the waterfall is filled with mist, just like a fairyland, and everyone who watches it feels refreshed.
After taking a short rest in front of the Taoist temple, the craftsmen began to get busy, carefully inspecting the front and back of the Taoist temple.
After more than half an hour, a man who looked like a craftsman came over, took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, carefully took one out and handed it to Boss Miao, saying: "Boss Miao, this Taoist temple is damaged.
It’s so powerful. The main hall was struck by lightning and the beams had to be replaced. The project is not small..."
Generally speaking, beams are only installed when building a new house. If the Taoist temple needs to replace the beams, it will be equivalent to tearing down and rebuilding. The price and repairs are different.
"Old Wu, please tell me a price..."
In Mr. Miao's heart, only an expert who is indifferent to fame and wealth would live in such a place. Coupled with what happened yesterday, he has already regarded the old man as a living god, and he is willing to spend more money.
Old Wu stretched out three fingers and said: "At least...three thousand yuan!"
This Taoist temple has one main hall and two side rooms, and the area of each room is very large. It is not as easy to build as the big tile-roofed house at the foot of the mountain. Three thousand yuan is considered a generous price.
"Okay, three thousand is three thousand. Thanks to everyone's hard work, please build it up as soon as possible..."
In the 1980s, 3,000 yuan was enough to buy a single-family house with an area of over 100 square meters in the city, so even a household with 10,000 yuan like Mr. Miao weighed it in his mind for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.
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After the price was determined, needless to say, the craftsmen got busy. Ye Tianze took Boss Miao down the mountain. With these more than ten workers working, they always have to find someone to cook, right? As the saying goes, fat water
Ye Tian had no choice but to bite the bullet and go down the mountain.
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"Hey, you brat, come here and let me give you a good beating. We'll be fine..."
As soon as Li Erluozi walked out of the house, he met Ye Tian face to face, and he was immediately furious. The reason why he was called Erluozi was not that he was indifferent to grains, but mainly because he had the same tendencies. When his temper got angry, it didn't matter whether he was with adults or not.
Even children like to be more serious.
"Second Uncle, why are you beating me? My master is renovating a Taoist temple on the mountain. Let Second Aunt help with cooking. We only have two yuan a day. If Second Aunt doesn't make any money, I'll find someone else..."
Ye Tian felt bright in his heart. When he came to the village, he went straight to Li Erluzi's house and peeped at his wife taking a bath. As long as Erluzi didn't make any noise, his father might not beat him.
Li Er was just stunned, but not stupid. This country woman had nothing to do every day. Of course she would not let go of the good thing of earning two dollars a day. When she saw Ye Tian turning around to leave, he quickly grabbed Ye Tian and said: "
Hey, come on, little Ye Zi, who said your second aunt won’t go?”
"That's it, second uncle, you can talk to Brother Miao, I'll go home first..."
Ye Tian told Boss Miao as early as when he came down the mountain that he was not a Taoist priest who had been ordained or enshrined, and his family lived in this village.
Therefore, Boss Miao was not surprised and discussed it with Li Erluzi himself. His wife could not do it alone, and some men had to be mobilized to carry some rice, noodles, meat and vegetables up the mountain.
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"Dad, are you enjoying the cool weather..."
Pushing open the door of his courtyard, Ye Tian first stretched out his little head and took a look inside. Unexpectedly, he happened to make eye contact with me who was sitting in the courtyard, and he could only walk into the courtyard in dismay.
"You brat, are you looking for your master again?"
Seeing Ye Tian's nondescript attire, Ye Dongping couldn't help but laugh or cry. He had beaten this child since he was a child, but it always had no effect. The more he beat him, the worse he became.
"Well, I went down the mountain with Master to find someone to practice Taoism..."
Seeing that his father was not angry, Ye Tian suddenly became more courageous. He took out the "Workers, Peasants and Soldiers" card that had been soaked with sweat from his pocket like a treasure, and said: "Dad, Master checked Feng Shui for me yesterday.
This is the money someone else gave me, please keep it..."
Ye Tian knew that his father agreed to let him learn ancient literature and martial arts from his master, but he did not allow him to learn messy things like fortune telling and fortune telling, so he did not dare to say that he earned the money.
"You kid, just take what others give you and don't spend it randomly..." Seeing his son being so sensible, Ye Dongping couldn't help but feel a little sore in his nose.
Compared with children from other families, Ye Tian is considered the poorest one in terms of material resources, but this child has never asked for a penny from him, nor has he cried out in pain. The father and son have lived together like this for more than ten years.
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"When Xiaotian finishes elementary school, let's go back. Only when we return to Beijing can we get a better education..."
Looking at his son, Ye Dongping made a decision in his heart. His generation had already been delayed, but even if he returned to Beijing and worked hard to pull a cart, he could not delay his children any longer.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Seeing his father's face not looking good, Ye Tian asked with concern.
"It's okay..." After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping recovered his thoughts.
"By the way, I can help dad look at his face. He never tells me about the past..."
Such an idea suddenly appeared in Ye Tian's mind, and after the idea came out, he could no longer contain it, because there was always a mystery in Ye Tian's heart. He had never seen his mother.
Although he knew from the people in the village that his mother was very beautiful, Ye Tian had never heard his father talk about her. As he grew older, this became a worry for Ye Tian.
