Ten Mile Room

Under the extremely lively old stage, those who sang folk songs were sensational, and those who were a little thoughtful were burning incense.

The little tour guide took a few free incense sticks, stood in front of the tourists and shouted heartbreakingly again:

"Tourists! Good bye, there is a difference between blind obeisance, come here... I will teach all tourists the correct hand gestures to visit the sacred tree, this is very particular, come! Put your heels together, yes! Put the incense on the top of your head~ From the mouth to the heart, hold the incense with both hands, and finally bow, which means that you are sincere and sincere from the head to the heart, and you are extremely devout...Come and read with me. Master Pole..."

"Heh~" Jiang Gezi laughed dryly, not knowing what he was laughing at.

Uncle Huang, who was sitting on the side, looked at the little tour guide in a very good mood, thinking that the girl was interesting, so he made a gesture!

Good!Wrap her a big red...wrap?

Taking a casual glance, he saw the high place of the old gable, and his master Gan was looking at it with a strange expression.

Master Pole?Is this dazzled?

The old man rubbed his eyes, and after making sure for two or three times, he stood up in shock and brought down the chair behind his buttocks.

There was a boy from the third alley who was doing odd jobs on the sidelines. When he saw that the uncle in the street had a wrong expression, he looked over and was immediately dumbfounded.

They were just about to bark.

Uncle Huang stopped him excitedly, shouting: "Don't yell...ah! Don't yell, don't yell... My, my ancestor! My ancestor... He came back after he said it, grandpa, grandpa , Grandpa..." He babbled, running towards Jiang Gezi like a hot wheel on the soles of his feet.

Then Jiang Gezi looked at him and smiled.

The old man's eyes are quite familiar, the eyes of his old man when he sees him coming home from summer vacation, although not as strong as his old man's eyes, but it is the same.

Leader Xue was lying on the chair with his face up and dozed off. The surrounding voices were too noisy for the old man to hear.

Uncle Huang had long forgotten about the old blind man, so he looked Jiang Gezi up and down, ignoring all the bustle coming and going around him.

Jiang Gezi was the only one left in his eyes. He took his hand and looked at it from front to back. It was fine, and all ten nails were there.

Look again, eh!The arms are where the arms are, and the legs are where the legs are!

He said something with trembling lips.

Jiang Gezi didn't hear clearly, so he tested his ears and poked his head over to listen carefully.

"Go... go home!"

"Well, go home!"

His hand was held by Uncle Huang, and he was pulled vigorously to wipe the gaps where tourists came and went. He walked quickly and quickly towards the back of the old stage...

A strong scent of sandalwood came from the front from time to time, the smell was unique and pleasant, calming the nerves.

They walked past the exquisite and simple Niujiaotou, passed a group of tourists taking photos at the intersection of Niujiao Street, and saw the quaint and verdant locust tree, wearing a half-made national clothes, with dark complexion, and a forehead full of vicissitudes. Grandpa Duan, half sitting on a pole, is copying for a group of art students.

He looked up and saw Jiang Gezi smiling at him, and the cigarette rolls from his mouth dropped without knowing it.

The old man stopped being a model at the moment, and lost his basket, so he rushed over with his bare-faced working people's paws and looked Jiang Gezi up and down seriously.

When he was satisfied, he looked behind Jiang Gezi again, and when he saw no one, his expression was both disappointed and happy, and he asked cautiously: "So~ you came back alone?"

As he approached, Jiang Gezi smelled a tangy smell of black sauce, so as soon as he raised his hand, he poured a layer of black mud from Katz on Grandpa Duan's face.

"Just me is not enough? How many do you want to come back?" Jiang Gezi put the ball of black mud on the tip of his nose and smelled it and asked, "Black sauce?"

I still care about the black sauce at this moment!Our grandpa is back!

The old man was so happy, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his face with his sleeve. As soon as the black sauce was gone, his white and fat skin popped out, and he rubbed it again...the creases were also made up.

During Jiang Gezi's absence, the old man's life is still very satisfactory?Look, they are all fat.

"You don't make any money anymore?" Jiang Gezi was dragged by him to the entrance of Niujiaowei Alley, looking at the stall he had left behind, and a group of high school art students with confused faces.

Grandpa Duan waved his hand indifferently and said: "That's your elder brother's stall, I'll call him back!" Speaking of which, he turned his face and asked Jiang Gezi when he remembered something: "Is this enough, sir? Have dinner? Is it gone?"

Jiang Gezi shook his head, he was not polite to anyone in the family.

The old man dropped his hand immediately, turned around and ran away.

Under a certain old gate in Niujiaotou, an old lady Duan is wearing a black-bottomed national costume, with her head crossed, a silver square on her knees, a dustpan on her knees, and a black cat lying on her feet, with a thimble on her finger. , making shoes with flying stitches.

Five meters in front of her, there were three floors of cameramen crowded together, wasting money on group cards.

Grandpa Duan came over and pulled her up and ran away, scaring the old meow into the air.

"Old thing! Let go of me!!"

"Our grandpa is back!"

The old lady beat him on the back, and Grandpa Duan turned his face and shouted at her with a smile. The old lady didn't understand, so she continued to hit him!

The old man turned around and shouted again: "We! Grandpa is back! Haven't eaten yet!!"

The fist stopped in the air, and the old lady looked at the old thing questioningly.

The old man nodded excitedly.

"Really? Don't you dream?"

"Hurry up, this can't lie to you!"

"Hey! Hey! Yes, you can't lie to me, come back...hey~hey..."

The old lady didn't know what to do and turned around for a while, turned over and was still thinking about her props, and waited for her to bend down to pick up the sewing dustpan before processing the information in her head clearly.

This time, the old lady suddenly rejuvenated, she threw away the dustpan angrily... trotted out of the alley.

"Where are you going?!"

"Cut meat for grandpa! Buy leeks, buy a big elbow to stew on, and make dumplings for grandpa..."

The voice did not fall, the old lady had run away without a trace, the old man sighed, and muttered: "You can't lose the guy! Why can't you do it!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and closed the stall for her, but It was found that the old lady's small homemade bag was thrown in the dustpan.

He has a dark heart!Waiting to see the joke, he snorted and didn't give money to the old lady, picked up the dustpan and walked to Yuanbao Bridge.

Jiang Gezi was dragged by Uncle Huang to the end of Niujiaowei. In the past, this place was open and could walk all the way to Yuanbao Bridge.

Now, tourists cannot cross Yuanbao Bridge, because there is a huge rattan wall over there.

Under the green shade of the rattan wall, a few young daughters-in-law with horns and silver steps wearing half-fabricated national costumes are running a traditional shaved ice stall. With only three or five tables in the open-air stall, the tourist team can Up to 20 meters to go.

Uncle Huang led the pigeons with a gust of wind, and as the tree and vine wall quickly opened completely, it quickly closed again.

The diners' eyes lit up first, and then they returned to the cramped little shaved ice stand.

The little daughters-in-law are all stupid.

"It's just... I saw my grandfather! It's not a dream, is it?"

"No... I saw it too, my grandfather is back?"

After finishing speaking, the tears of these two people were so long. They are no more free than Uncle Huang and the others. They contracted the stalls stipulated by the tourism bureau. They dare not give up and run away. Seeing that while busy working over there, shed tears.

How many months has it been?At first, it was broadcast live nationwide. Although the news was repeated, we could always see some news.

But after that, no one broadcast live anymore, and the whole family in South Street should be terrified, saying that the father and son of the family who entered the restricted area would not be able to come back!

Let go of the big farts of his ancestors all over the world!Our son's tree is here, and the roots are here!

It's okay if the father specifies it!

But~ I'm still worried!The kind of worry that takes away the spine and sucks the blood in the veins.

The customer finished eating the shaved ice and was about to pay the bill when the young daughter-in-law who received the money waved her hand and said, "There is a happy event at home, I don't want money today!"

The customer was surprised and asked in disbelief, "What?"

The little daughter-in-law was not happy at the moment, she rolled her eyes and said: "No money! No money! No money! I didn't hear that!!"

Almost didn't push the customer a big somersault.

It seems that there can never be monopoly trading in this world, and if there is one, it will always deceive customers.

Jiang Gezi and Uncle Huang stood at the head of the Yuanbao Bridge and looked at both banks.

The smelly and dirty money river in the past is now clear and green. Looking down from the bridge, you can see palm-sized goldfish of various colors swimming back and forth freely.

There are no tourists here, and the crowd of 10,000+ tourists outside is two worlds. It is so quiet and peaceful that you can hear the birds on the branches above your head moving their nests and turning their eggs.

Jiang Gezi looked around curiously, and then he asked, "Why are there no tourists here?"

Uncle Huang replied with a smile: "The decoration has been done a long time ago. It's not because you are not here. No one dares to open the door if the rules of our Laosanxiang have not been established!"

Jiang Gezi chuckled: "You guys drive as soon as you want, what are you waiting for me?"

But Uncle Huang replied confidently: "Look at what you said, this is your place! Are you really giving it up to the grandchildren of the tourism office?"

"What? Are they mad at you?"

"Nor... not at all! It's over, it's over! Well~ Kui Mingchuan and the others are doing well now. We, the people who got the art household registration this time, are all of one mind! Besides... we are ordinary people, and the taxes are paid. Once the server is managed, then no one can hold it.

I also hate them wandering around and disturbing us, always wanting to subcontract our back alley to them, saying it is unified management!Pooh!I said that there is no way to decide on this matter, this is what Yijing Villa gave us, and there is a contract!They asked me to get the contract, how could I have it!Let’s talk about it after you come back, and then they~they will talk about it..."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were red, and his tone was choked up.

Jiang Gezi patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and then the old man tried his best to say the worst sentence.

As far as this old man was concerned, he couldn't even think about saying that Jiang Gezi was gone. He felt that thinking about it would only add bad luck to his father and make it a little unlucky.

His mouth was trembling with difficulty, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "They...they said you can't come back!"

After the old man finished speaking, he started howling in a low voice, feeling aggrieved.

During this time, Uncle Huang is really difficult!As Laosan Alley has become a famous scenic spot, it has become a blessed place where every household can make money while sitting.

Who is not jealous!

Perhaps their money came too easily, and gradually there were more lice on their heads.

At that moment, anyone can control them and suppress them, and they will bully you without knowing it, and they will oppress you with official documents layer by layer.

To tell you to die, but to give you a reason, death is the most oppressive, as if you are the unreasonable troublemaker.

It was a tough time!

After Mr. Ganzi left, the old Sanxiang really understood what kind of sky that young Mr. Ganzi was supporting everyone with his only bones.

It is the weather of peace and life, and it is a quiet, serene, peaceful and comfortable time.

Every day, every day, there are people outside, holding banknotes and paying a lot of money to buy the place in Laosan Lane... The nice ones, the ugly ones, the kind ones, the unscrupulous ones, going around ten times and eight sets... In short, a lifetime of suffering , It seems to be in these few months.

Later, after all, it was the descendants of Laosanxiang who grew up, and the boys of Mingchuan were also uplifting, so they compiled the stories of Laosanxiang and what happened now into tunes, added lyrics, and started a national tour.

That side only accepts the bright hand, and those who don't see the light are afraid of becoming famous!

In the end, they still got the blessing of Master Ganzi. Without the status that Master Ganzi gave everyone, it is really hard to say how many households are left in Laosanxiang.

Artists are different after all.

But the obvious hands were taken away, but what about the black-hearted methods behind the scenes?

Then it never stopped.

Huang Yikai was born as a slave, he couldn't afford to provoke anyone, and he had to pretend to be hard-headed.

Within a few days of his support, the eldest son of Chu Xu's family was lured to a casino in the outer city, where he owed dozens of money overnight.

Thanks to the lesson from Mingchuan's child, the baby didn't dare to hide it when he came back, so he just said everything.

He was so scared that he hurriedly helped the baby pay off the debt, but within two days, his family Chu Xu went out to pick up customers in an eco-car, and the car overturned before the person arrived, and his legs were broken immediately.

With Chu Xu's overturned car, the old and young men in Laosanxiang were out of luck. Their jobs at the Ewha Hall and the airship station were gone.

As long as the men from Laosanxiang go out to pick up jobs, they won't be able to get them... and they will suffer a little bit of bad luck and lose money.

One night he couldn't take it anymore!So he drank a few more cups and ran to the old lotus pond, hugged the privet tree and howled all the way to the tree of Grandpa Ganzi, and vines hung from the tree to comfort him.

His head was in confusion that night, and he didn't know what was wrong, so he asked, "My father is not here, can you help me?"

In the early morning of the next day, the Yuanbao Bridge was sealed off, and a green pole protruded from the ground at the four entrances of Laosan Alley, growing green and quietly watching over there.

Those ghosts and ghosts who have no good intentions towards Laosanxiang, as long as they dare to approach the alley, they don't know why our sacred tree is so smart, it will definitely catch people and throw them out.

Even if the people at the gate of the yamen were hostile to Laosanxiang, he couldn't enter the alley.

After that, under the blessing of my father's sacred tree, the men in Laosanxiang didn't go out, so they just made money with their doorsteps.

It wasn't until that moment that Uncle Huang felt that he dared to breathe, speak, and see people's faces.Even if their father is not in Laosanxiang, he can still protect the big guy.

Look outside again!

Don't talk about other places, just talk about Nancheng Bar Street.Now there are one shop over there, which one is opened by the old Nancheng neighbor?

There is no one!

The old man held back a lot of grievances and kept talking.

Jiang Gezi was not angry either, and just listened quietly.

Human growth is based on knowledge. He went out this time, and he had seen a bigger scene. Looking back at the aggrieved things that Uncle Huang said, he was surprised that he was not angry at all.

He just smiled, and put his arm around the old man's shoulder to comfort him: "What's wrong? I'm trying to get angry with you? What do you want to do?"

When Uncle Huang heard the words, he quickly waved his hands and refused, shaking his head like a rattle.

He said very seriously: "Grandpa! Don't worry about it, we old people sat down and talked together later, don't see us being bumped, think about it later, it's good for the next generation! "

As soon as Jiang Gezi's eyes lit up, the smile on his face brightened.

Uncle Huang muttered nonchalantly: "You don't know, my Chu Xu, my eldest grandson, and the boys from the old Duan family, even the two sisters of Lizi, yes! And Mingchuan, they can all take it now ! Topped the door! This baby, you have to let them wrestle, don't you think?"

"kindness!"

"From now on, you can enjoy your life with peace of mind, and you can just assign them if you have something to do! They are all big and big, and they can't point at you for everything, right?"

"Correct!"

"That's right! I thought you could support our brothers, but some wives were not willing! So we discussed another matter later..."

In the ears, Uncle Huang's rambling voice was particularly pleasant to soothe the nerves, and Jiang Gezi looked at both sides of the river bank in a peaceful state of mind.

On the river bank, on one side is the blue and white wall on the other side of the lotus pond, and there are various shades of privet trees emerging from the top of the wall.

Now there is the nest of the son of the tree, also called Lianchi Park, which is an extremely beautifully built place.That guy from Ligustrum imitates his father's bad temper, he is domineering!

So after the park was completed, no tourists from the outer city have entered it yet.

And here is a small antique shop built along the wall of Niujiaowei's backyard.According to the five-mile river bank that was negotiated at the beginning, small business shops six meters long and four meters wide stood side by side, and bright red lanterns hung brightly under the eaves.

"...Let's just say, what's the trouble with the resident fee? That's a fee for raising waste snacks! We can't control others, anyway, one person in Laosanxiang counts as one! We can't ask for that money! What do you think? "

"Yes!! You are always right!!"

Now, Jiang Gezi was completely satisfied.