Chapter 178 Making Money

   Fortunately, Jian Heng is not a person who is too entangled. After the matter of Lan Mang affected his mood for about two or three days, it didn't have much effect on Jian Heng.

For Jian Heng, there is already such a sky-defying space. Whether Blue Mang has it or not, he has already earned his blood. If he is too entangled in perfection, he will fall behind in the end. This matter Let's leave it to fate in the end.

In Jian Heng's view, if God wants to give it to himself, then he will send the opportunity to him. If he doesn't want to give it to himself but is too entangled, it should prove that people's hearts are not enough, and enjoying life with peace of mind is the key the most important.

  Of course, the necessary search is still necessary, not to say that Jian Heng is really going to wait at home for the blue python to crawl into his house by himself, that would be a bit nonsense.

   To put it simply, it is to do one's best and know one's destiny!

After thinking about this, Jian Heng stayed at home honestly, accompanied his parents and sister, and after going to his uncle's house, he went out with his sister's family from time to time to go shopping, have a meal, etc. Sometimes I will go fishing by the river with my father and brother-in-law on the day off.

  Anyway, Jian Heng came back this time mainly to continue his family relationship, and now he doesn't have any worries in life, so he can play as much as he can.

After repaying the overbearing, Jian Heng found that the road leading to the countryside was fine, so he went to the rural market or the flower and bird market in the county town every now and then, to see if there was a four-eyed black dog. After ten days, there are four-eyed black dogs, but the head and body shape can be seen as a string at a glance, and there is no reaction when you buy it and put it in the space.

Seeing that all the things he should do were finished, all the bed sheets and other things that my old lady Sun Xiuying made were all delivered. Jian Heng picked up the things, inspected the goods, and rented a pickup truck. The excuse of sending it to the airline to pack, including the dog and the things, dragged around a circle, and put them all into the space when no one was there.

   The things that should be done are almost done, and the day of leaving is coming, Jian Heng has not yet found a suitable four-eyed black dog.

  In the morning, after breakfast, Jian Heng pushed away the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, picked up the paper at hand and wiped his hands: "Mom, the Taoist temple on the forest farm is still where it used to be, right?"

  Back to the United States the day after tomorrow, Jian Heng thought about spending some time today to visit the old Taoists in the old Taoist temples, and by the way, send some money to the old Taoists, and buy some rations and so on.

  Sun Xiuying said: "The Taoist temple is still there, but the old Taoist priest disappeared in March this year... or in April?"

   As he said that, Sun Xiu looked at her husband, in order to verify the time when the old Taoist left.

  Jian Zhenhua thought for a while and said, "At the beginning of April, the old man left without making it through! The United Front Work Department in the county took care of the funeral. There were quite a lot of people at the burial, and the county magistrate and secretary all went...".

  Jian Zhenhua remembered it quite clearly, and then told the story of the old priest.

  Hearing that the old Taoist priest had passed away, Jian Heng couldn't help feeling a little melancholy, and after a while he asked, "Where is the old Taoist priest buried?"

"It's behind the Taoist temple. No one thought that such a poor Taoist priest guarding a ruined Taoist temple would donate more than 400,000 yuan to the county in more than ten years to help the dropout children in the county go back to school. Alas, it's a pity that I left too early." Sun Xiuying also felt a little sad when she mentioned the old Taoist priest.

  Jian Zhenhua said: "The old man is also old, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal!"

   Speaking of this, he said to Jian Heng: "If you worship on the grave of the old Taoist priest, remember to bring some more fruits to the old Taoist priest, and put incense sticks for us."

  Hearing what his father said, Jian Heng hummed and nodded.

   "I want to go too!" The little girl Jian Ningning let go of the big bowl she was holding, stretched out her small paws stained with hot pepper soup and grabbed Jian Heng's clothes, and said coquettishly.

  Now the little girl has almost become her brother's little tail, and she has to follow her wherever she goes. For the little girl, the word "brother" can almost be synonymous with delicious and fun.

  As long as you stay by my brother's side, you can have whatever you want, and you can buy whatever you want. My brother is the best person in the world.

   These days, I have to bring my own toys with me even when I sleep, and sleep with my brother.

   It's not that Jian Heng doesn't get annoyed when he arrives, he only sees her once or twice a year, and Jian Heng is also fond of his younger sister.

   "What are you going to do, stay at home honestly and don't run around" Sun Xiuying glared at her daughter.

  The little girl saw her mother staring at her, so she curled her lips, ready to cry.

   "Don't cry!" Sun Xiuying straightened her face.

The little girl immediately held back the tears swirling in her sleepy eyes, but she didn't seem to want to succumb to her mother's despotic power, so she let go of the spicy soup bowl in front of her, turned her head to Jian Zhenhua's, and plunged into it. He fell into his father's arms, and directly hid his little face under Jian Zhenhua's armpits, then grabbed his father's shirt with his two greasy little paws, and just stood there without saying a word.

"Okay, she can go if she wants, what can happen in the Taoist temple?" Jian Zhenhua picked up Jian Ningning and put it on his lap, then stretched out his hand and dragged her half bowl of Hu spicy soup in front of him, and began to take Spoon fed the little girl.

Needless to say, Jian Zhenhua's love for the little girl. In the past, Jian Zhenhua was very strict with Jian An'an and Jian Heng. .

  But for this old girl, it hurts to the bone. I don't know if it's because she is getting older, her temper is soft or something. In front of Jian Anan, Jian Zhenhua is a very loving father, but Sun Xiuying has become a strict mother.

"Just spoil her. How old are we, how many years can we still spoil her?" Sun Xiuying sighed. Sun Xiuying also loves the old girl, but she is afraid that the girl will develop an arrogant temperament. How many beatings.

  The old couple has experienced turmoil. They don’t want their children to become rich and powerful. They only hope that this life will go smoothly.

   Jian Zhenhua said indifferently: "Even if we are gone, doesn't she still have brothers and sisters!"

After hearing this, Jian Heng felt a little uncomfortable: "I said, Mom and Dad, you are only in your early fifties, why are you so pessimistic? Don't worry, I will live to ninety with the mentality of the two of you." The problem is, there are still thirty years to live better."

  Sun Xiuying listened, looked at Jian Zhenhua and said with a smile: "Then let's be like what my son said, and if he lives for more than 30 years, he will also enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren."

  While feeding his daughter, Jian Zhenhua smiled and nodded.

As soon as Sun Xiuying mentioned the blessings of her sons and grandchildren, Sun Xiuying remembered that she wanted to introduce her son to her son, so she immediately opened her mouth and said, "By the way, when I go back, I will go to the provincial capital and meet the two girls. Everywhere, after seeing it right, I will take it to the United States and give birth to my grandson early... ".

   "Oh, I'm full!" Jian Heng got angry twice when he heard this, and directly used the excuse that he was full, turned around and went downstairs, and went to the yard.

  Out of the yard, strolled to the intersection, went to a few shops and bought some pancakes and fruits. Anyway, it cost about 30 yuan to collect the six-color ritual, and then returned home.

  Carrying the bag and taking the little girl with him, he drove his father's Q5, and Jian Heng drove towards the Taoist temple along the road in his memory.

When he was about to reach the place, Jian Heng felt a strange feeling in his heart. The dirt road that was originally only for one car was replaced by a wide stone road, and the antique street lamps were installed on both sides. The dilapidated Taoist temple with only two or three houses is very different now. It covers an area ten times larger. Not only are there more houses, but a three-story ancient building has been built in the middle.

  Jian Heng stopped the car at the parking lot at the entrance of the Taoist Temple, and when he came down with his things, he felt that the current Taoist Temple, except for the word Taoist Temple, no longer had a shadow in his memory.

The Taoist temple is now a scenic spot. When Jian Heng walked in and came to the cemetery of the old Taoist in the backyard, he found that the tomb of the old Taoist was quite luxurious, not to mention the bluestone tomb mound. Plastic.

  Jian Heng looked at this bronze statue, only three were similar, but seven points were different. From Jian Heng's point of view, it must have been sculpted by later people based on old Taoist photos or something.

  Let’s put it this way, if Jian Heng didn’t know Lao Dao well, he wouldn’t be able to remember this bronze statue as Lao Dao at all.

   "Sorry, we can't bring our own sacrifices here!"

   Seeing that Jian Heng was about to put the things he was carrying on the stone altar in front of the tomb, a staff member immediately came over, stretched out his hand, and stopped Jian Heng.

  Looking at the fat and fat staff, the flesh on their bodies seemed to burst into the uniform, Jian Heng asked, "Can only use your sacrifices?"

   "Yes, you can buy it over there!" The staff member said with a smile when he saw Jian Heng's size and he didn't want to make trouble.

   Jian Heng turned his head and glanced at the direction of the staff's fingers. A counter was set up on the overhanging eaves of the antique building. A woman in her thirties was sitting behind the counter, looking down at her mobile phone while eating melon seeds.

Looking away, Jian Heng stretched out his hand and patted the bronze statue of the old Taoist, and said, "Before I was alive, I looked sloppy, and I didn't eat the next meal, but I didn't expect that when you went, you created a lot of things. job opportunity!"

   Jian Heng doesn't understand why, this Taoist temple is now contracted by someone in all likelihood, and then uses the reputation of the Taoist to make money.

   After finishing speaking, Jian Heng turned his head and left with his sister in one hand and the fruit bag in the other.

   "Bug!"

  Seeing Jian Heng walking away, the staff member who had just reached out to stop Jian Heng spit on the ground: "There are five people wearing six clothes, so one is a poor ghost!"

  Taking his younger sister out of the Taoist temple, Jian Heng searched on the west side, and found that the big stone where he and the old Taoist used to drink secretly in the small forest was still there, so he placed sacrifices on the stone.

  (end of this chapter)