Song Huaiming was stunned for a moment. Wen Guoquan's words clearly meant something. He replied carefully: "It's still a rule."

Wen Guoquan smiled and said, "This person has always been in trouble. If he causes you, tell me immediately!"

When Zhang Yang went to the front desk to check out the next day, he realized that the diamond card that Ren Wenbin gave him was a free white foot card. As soon as he saw him take out this card, the front desk service manager told him with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang, you can leave now, all the fees are exempt."

Zhang Yang didn't care about this little money, but Ren Wenbin obviously gave him enough face when he did this. Zhang Yang understood that Ren Wenbin had probably discovered something, but since he gave him this favor, he had no reason not to accept it.

The driver, Lao Xu, naturally had a good meal and stayed well. He got up early today and washed the car and waited outside the hotel.

Because Luo Huining was going to Dongming Temple to burn incense, she got up early in the morning.

Lao Xu was very familiar with the roads in Dongjiang, and in the morning there were few cars and few people, he arrived at Dongming Temple very smoothly. After Luo Huining got off the car, he said to Zhang Yang: "You wait for me outside, I will come out immediately after burning incense."

Zhang Yang nodded and sent Luo Huining to the entrance of the temple. Dongming Temple was built during the Northern Wei Dynasty and has a long history. There are many famous steles around the temple. Zhang Yang was bored and came to the stele forest on the east side of the temple to appreciate the stone carvings.

It was less than six o'clock, and there were no other tourists in the huge stele forest. Apart from Zhang Yang, there was only an old monk there to clean up the fallen leaves.

Zhang Yang smiled and came to the old monk, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, how dare you ask the monk, which of the stele is the most famous?" Looking around, the stele forest was dense, and he was afraid there would be thousands, so he didn't have time to appreciate them one by one.

The old monk's eyes were still focused on the ground, and the broom swept the fallen leaves meticulously, and whispered: "How about being famous, how about being unknown? Everything cannot escape the word "empty", and everything will return to dust after many years."

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "The monks have profound Buddhist teachings, and the younger generations are ignorant, so what... I am a vulgar and a monk. Where is the most watched monument here?"

The old monk cleaned the last fallen leaf in front of him, but his eyes were still not looking at Zhang Yang, and pointed to the right front position: "It's there!"

Zhang Yang looked in the direction he pointed, but saw the stone tablet standing there, the whole body was extremely smooth, and the handwriting on it became blurred due to the erosion of wind and rain and artificial touch. Zhang Yang looked at the introduction next to him and realized that this stone carving was the original work left by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Zhang Yang said, "How could it look like this?"

The old monk replied calmly: "The wood is beautiful in the forest and the wind will destroy it, and the same is true for the stone tablet. Once it becomes the focus of attention of all living beings, its essence will change."

Zhang Yang said: "The stone tablet has not changed, but the human heart has changed!"

The old monk smiled and said, "No, right! The human heart has changed! What else in this world is faster than the human heart? But no matter how you change, you can't escape the word "empty". In the end, the dust returns to the dust."

Zhang Yang laughed loudly and bowed deeply to the old monk, "I've been taught!"

The old friends Luo Huining visited were all retired cadres. Luo Huining made a special trip to buy gifts, and each household gave them to him. Zhang Yang followed her for a whole day. These people are now in their twilight years, but all of them were politicians back then. Only then did Zhang Yang realize that Luo Huining was born in a red family. Her father was the first mayor of Nancy City after the founding of the People's Republic of China. He was also an old revolutionary. He climbed the snow-capped mountains and wades through grasslands, participated in the 25,000-mile Long March, carried the 38th brigade, and fought against the Japanese devils. Most of the people Luo Huining visited were her father's old comrades.

After following Luo Huining in Dongjiang for a day, he completed the visit of the day at four o'clock in the afternoon. Luo Huining said, "Go to Xiuwen, stay at Xiuwen tonight!"

Zhang Yang was not familiar with Xiu Wen's situation, so he asked in a low voice: "Godmom, do you want to call to book a hotel in advance?"

Luo Huining shook her head and said, "No need to be so troublesome. My aunt is Xiuwen. She lives alone and the house is very big!"

Zhang Yang never heard of Luo Huining having an aunt. Luo Huining said on the way: "My father left Xiuwen at a very young age and participated in the revolution. My aunt had just been weaned. After my father left, she did not return to Xiuwen until 1949. At that time, my aunt married a Kuomintang officer and went to Taiwan with her. The brother and sister were not able to meet again. What happened in China later made the brother and sister break off the news. It was not until 1982 that my aunt returned to the mainland and found my father. The family finally reunited. Not long after my aunt went to Taiwan, my husband died of illness and was always widowed. When my father was seriously ill, she came from Taiwan to take care of him and took care of him for two years. Until he passed away, my aunt did not return to Taiwan. She stayed in Xiuwen and wanted Ye Luo to return to her roots."

Zhang Yang nodded. The special era has created countless joys and sorrows in the world.

Luo Huining said: "I originally wanted to take her to the capital to live in, so that she could take care of her, but she was very stubborn and liked to be alone and didn't want to go with us, so I would come and see her whenever I had time."

Zhang Yang said: "Godmom? What should I call your aunt?"

Luo Huining was stunned by Zhang Yang's question, and then smiled and said, "You call me aunt!"

Xiuwen is one of the counties under the jurisdiction of Dongjiang, adjacent to Nancy. The accent of the speech in the Xiuwen area is more similar to that in Nancy. This small town has a strong historical and cultural atmosphere. Luo Huining's ancestral home is Xiuwen Qingyang Town. Later, with the expansion of the area of ​​Xiuwen urban area, Qingyang Town has now been incorporated into the county town.

The road entering Qingyang Town became narrower, and Luo Huining was almost at home and was in a very happy mood. He introduced Zhang Yang to the scenery along the way. Zhang Yang also listened very carefully. He had never been here before.

When he arrived at the intersection ahead, he suddenly heard the sound of suona, but a huge funeral team came towards them. Old Xu stopped the car and looked at Zhang Yang helplessly. Zhang Daren couldn't help scratching his head. Who would have thought that this despairing thing would happen?

Luo Huining didn't realize anything, she whispered: "Let's lean on the side and don't affect others' funeral!"

Lao Xu rolled the car back for a distance, found an empty place, and then stopped beside the roadside. The funeral procession quickly came over. Zhang Yang was so happy to watch the fun. He lay on the glass window to see who was dead. Such a big show.

Regardless of those who have been tied paper men and horses, there must be more than a thousand people participating in the funeral procession, with no less than 200 people wearing mourning clothes, and three police cars leading the way in front.

Luo Huining saw the flashing police lights and frowned and said softly: "It's so silly!"

When the police car drove past their business car, it stopped and got out of the first police car. A tall policeman with a small white flower on his chest. He strode to the business car and opened his big hands and patted the window without hesitation.

Old Xu fell down the car window and smiled and said, "What's the matter with comrade police?"

The policeman said angrily: "Didn't you see the ban here today?"

Old Xu was stunned for a moment: "I didn't see a prohibited sign at the intersection!"

The policeman got angry and glared at Lao Xu and said, "Believe it or not, I will revoke your driver's license?"

At this time, another policeman came over and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you can dump the car out quickly and don't affect others' funerals."

Old Xu didn't dare to cause trouble and was about to turn the fire and reverse the car, but Zhang Yang was dissatisfied: "I said to comrade police, why should we reverse the car? This road is so wide, we are all moving away from the funeral you sent to you here to wait. What else do you want?"

The policeman who came first pointed at Zhang Yang's nose and said, "What did you say? Get off the car!"

Zhang Yang was so bored these two days that he wanted to get off the car, but Luo Huining grabbed his arm. Luo Huining whispered: "Forget it, why bother with them."

Zhang Yang suppressed this tone, and his godmother said, and he had to listen.

At this time, a traffic policeman ran over in anger and said to the angry policeman: "Qu Suo, are you looking for me?"

The policeman named Qiu pointed at his nose and cursed: "Hong Chunding, what order are you maintaining? Why are there still cars driving in?"

Hong Chunding hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just went to the toilet, who knows why the car got in, I'm sorry..."
Chapter completed!