Treasure hunt begins in England

Chapter 311 Clues
"Old lady, a guest from afar is here, hurry up and prepare something to entertain the guest." After pushing open the door of the yard, the old man shouted into the house.

When they entered, an old lady with the same strong body came out from a side room, holding a teapot in one hand and a bag of disposable paper cups in the other.

"Thank you!" Liang En immediately stepped forward to take the cups and teapots, then poured water for everyone, and then looked at Fan Meng who was sitting by the table and was taking things out of his hiking bag.

Soon, Fan Meng took out a large metal biscuit box from the innermost part of the mountaineering bag, and then took out an old notebook wrapped in layers of plastic bags.

This book is a thread-bound book sewn together by a pile of yellowed paper. Judging from the style, it has been old. On the front, there are four big characters of Fan's family tree written with a brush.

After seeing this book, the old man immediately became serious. He quickly went to a side room to wash his hands in the washbasin, then dried his hands with a towel and flipped through the genealogy book on the side of the table.

"—So that's the case. It seems that I should call you Cousin Zhongmeng." After spending more than ten minutes reading the genealogy, the old man's expression suddenly became a lot more friendly.

According to the tradition of the Fan family, Fan Meng's full name should actually be Fan Zhongmeng, but for modern people, they rarely add family characters to their names.

"Uh—good old brother!" After hearing what the old man said, Fan Meng was stunned for a long time before he could utter a word. After all, for him, being called a cousin by such an old man was really a feeling. Too strange.

Because of such a layer of kinship, everyone quickly became acquainted. While talking about the branch of his family, Fan Meng listened to the old man's description of the situation in his hometown.

Just like what they saw before, the Hewan Village where Fan Meng's hometown is located is a small mountain village in the mountains, and only a long and narrow piece of land near the small river is considered good farming land in the whole village.

As a Hakka village where people live together, they are united enough and hardworking enough. The terraced fields on the mountains on both sides of the village that have been converted to forests are the best evidence.

It's a pity that no matter how hard they try, they can't change the fact that this valley is barren, so they have to continue to emigrate, even overseas, in order to survive as the population grows.

"Fortunately, the economy is developing now, and there is no need for people to immigrate or even drown babies like it was a hundred years ago." The old man smiled when he said this.

"Now almost all young people go to the city either to go to university or to work part-time. They are no longer crowded in this village to live the miserable life like in the past."

According to the old man, although those young people have left the village, the old men who can preside over the ancestral recognition ceremony are still living in the village, so if there is no accident, the ceremony can be held tomorrow morning.

Fan Meng is very happy with this answer, because it means that he can successfully fulfill a dream of his father, grandfather and the seniors of the family.

So in the rest of the day, Liang En and the others helped Fan Meng start purchasing all kinds of needed materials under the command of those elders and preparing for the ceremony the next day.

According to the elder, in the past, this kind of ancestral recognition ceremony required three days and three nights of running water banquets, and invited people to set up a stage to sing operas to be lively and lively.

It's just that there are fewer people in the village now, and various traditions have changed because of the changes of the times, so it is enough to treat everyone to a meal after the ceremony.

But even so, the preparations were not a simple matter. Fortunately, the logistics and transportation were much more convenient than in the past, so it only took one day for them to make various preparations.

That night, Liang En and the others lived in a small yard on the side of the ancestral hall for entertaining guests. Unexpectedly, this ancestral hall was located in the middle of the village, and it looked much more gorgeous than the surrounding houses. , and much newer.

"It was built by a rich man from our village two years ago, and he said it cost 7000 million yuan." Fan Meng's old cousin opened the door with a key and said, "It seems that after retirement Come back here to retire."

Maybe because it is a rich man's pension house, the whole room is very well repaired. Not only does it look beautiful from the outside, but also the water, electricity and gas in the residential area are all available, which is almost at the same level as the previous hotel.

The ceremony started before dawn the next day, and before that, Fan Meng had already woken up an hour earlier to make various preparations.

"It seems that Fan Meng will be very tired today." Liang En looked at Fan Meng who was wearing a tunic suit and muttered in a low voice, then went back to sleep.

After all, from now until noon, there are a series of work within the Fan family, such as ancestor worship, continuation of the genealogy, etc. Outsiders like Liang En and the others are obviously not suitable to participate.

It wasn't until noon when a young man came to inform them that Liang En took Joan of Arc to attend the celebration banquet in the ancestral hall square.

Interestingly, because Fan Meng briefly introduced Liang En's identity and the reason for coming this time, they were regarded as VIPs and sat in the main seats at this banquet.

For Chinese people, respecting academics and respecting scholars is a habit passed down in the blood of their ancestors, so scholars like Liang En will naturally receive preferential treatment.

The dishes here in the land of Bamin mainly retain the original taste of those foods. Those who like it will feel that the local dishes can taste the most basic taste of food and have a special umami taste, but those who don’t like it will feel that the taste Too bland.

Liang En himself quite liked this taste, but Joan of Arc was not very interested in this dish without too many spices, but no matter what, the two of them ate a lot.

After almost filling his stomach, Liang En began to chat with the people around him. Out of professional habits, after exchanging a few pleasantries, Liang En brought the topic to cultural relics and historic sites.

"If you want to talk about cultural relics and historic sites, we really have one here." A middle-aged man who is regarded as Fan Meng's nephew said, "There is a place called Bandit Village in the valley here that looks quite old." "

Ah—yes, Bandit Village. "Another gray-haired old man also showed a clear expression, "But there is only a little wall in that place now, which can reach a person's chest, and there is probably nothing of value. "

During the rest of the banquet, from what the people around him said, Liang En had a general understanding of the general situation of the so-called bandit village ruins.According to these Fan family members, Bandit Village was already a pile of ruins when they moved here more than 200 years ago. They named this place from a series of military facilities such as watchtower foundations and walls.

The reason why it is concluded that this is a bandit village is also very simple, because ancient armies are often stationed near cities or important transportation hubs, and it is impossible to station here.

"Anyway, I'm just free these few days. You can go and have a look when you have time." After finishing lunch and summarizing the information, Liang En finally made a decision. "Just enough to pass the boring time these days."

(End of this chapter)