After watching the movie, Wang Yun knew that Fang Zijing really thought about Chenjiacun. Although, he also had some thoughts of showing off.

It's just that he chose the wrong method. This is not the West, not Great Britain! The Chinese people's reverence for their ancestors is not something those Westerners can understand. The dead are very big, how big are they? In fact, the ancestral graves are generally not

They will move! If they really encounter a situation where they have to move, they will choose to move the grave. When moving the grave, they have to gather all the descendants to worship the heaven and the earth, worship the ancestors, choose an auspicious day, and go through

Countless tedious processes can be completed.

Therefore, Fang Zijing was in a tragedy. It was just to build a railway, but he actually had to move the graves and the residences. How could that be done? Besides, can the relocation of the graves and the residence of the ancestors after their death be compensated with money?

From the beginning, Fang Zijing should not have said that he would use money to compensate. For Chenjiacun, who was aloof from the world, money was really not something he took seriously!

"Fang Zijing," the third uncle looked at the dark-faced Fang Zijing and said, "You don't need to say anything or explain. It's impossible to move a grave, and it's impossible to live in a house! Did you know? Chenjiagou,

But the Feng Shui treasure land designated by the ancestors of the Chen family is also the foundation for Chenjiagou to live peacefully for hundreds of years. Therefore, it is better not to lay the railway! It is the same whether Chenjiagou has a railway or not!"

Fang Zijing's eyes twitched. He originally thought that it was a certainty that the railway would be laid into Chenjiagou. Unexpectedly, the result was exactly the opposite.

"Third uncle!" Looking at his third uncle who was about to turn away, Fang Zijing said: "I can't decide the railway matter, and it's not something you can decide either! This is an order from the government! Now, you have to move too.

,If you don’t want to move, you have to move!”

Yes, Wang Yun shook his head slightly. This Fang Zijing was a little too eager for quick success. It was over. Now, the conflict was directly irreconcilable!

"Humph!" The arrogant third uncle flicked his sleeves and walked out of the lobby. He didn't take Fang Zijing's words seriously at all!

After the third uncle left, other people gradually left the ancestral hall. Everyone looked at Fang Zijing, who was wearing a gentleman's hat, shook his head, and sighed. The meaning is self-evident.

In less than a minute, everyone left the ancestral hall. Here, only Fang Zijing, Chen Yuniang, and Wang Yun were left.

"Brother Zijing, don't worry. The third uncle just couldn't think about it for a while. I'll go and persuade them, and they will change their minds!" Seeing Fang Zijing with a gloomy face, Chen Yuniang stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice.

"Haha!" Fang Zijing showed a wry smile and said to Chen Yuniang: "Yu Niang, do you know? I grew up in the village because my surname was not Chen, so I couldn't learn Chen's boxing. But I was not disappointed.

.I chose to study abroad. I thought that after learning science, I would be able to impress the folks! What now? Do you know? What does the current Qing Dynasty look like to Westerners? Barbarian, feudal, and arrogant.

Destruction is only a matter of a flip of the hand! It’s all because of science. Chen Jiaquan, huh, what’s the point? No matter how high the skill is, can he withstand the muskets? No matter how high the skill is, can he withstand the artillery? Sooner or later, you will know the fate of the frog in the well.

!"

"Brother Zijing!" Hearing Fang Zijing's words, Wang Yun couldn't help it. Although, he also agreed with Fang Zijing's words. Unfortunately, some things cannot be changed by one person, even if he has to bring Western things back to China.

, which also needs to be adapted to local conditions. For example, these traditional customs and habits, etc., are traditions that Chinese people have followed for thousands of years. How can they be changed in one day? Therefore, Wang Yun said: "What you say, say

It's heavy! Looking at the map model, there is actually no need for the train to pass through Chenjiacun, right? It can be rerouted, which is completely harmless. Presumably with the strength of the East India Company and the rights of brother Zijing, this thing is still easy to do.

Arrived!"

As he spoke, Wang Yun walked to the railway model and continued: "The deceased is the most important, and my third uncle will not agree to your relocation of the grave under any circumstances! This is not a matter of money, nor is it a matter of the future. This is

Tradition! In his opinion, no matter what era it is, tradition will never change! So in my opinion, you have only one choice, change the train route, for example, from this valley near Chenjiagou!" Wang

Yun pointed at another valley on the model.

"What do you know?" However, how could Fang Zijing listen to Wang Yun's words now. He was very unhappy when he looked at Wang Yun at first, but now he was even more unhappy. He shouted loudly on the spot and said: "Don't think you

If you don’t tell, no one will know. You have also studied abroad, right? I don’t understand, why did you lie to Yu Niang? What benefits does this do to you? Is it for Chen Jiaquan? Or do you have something else?

Tu? The most important thing is, I don’t need you to pretend to be a good person!"

There was a roar, which made Wang Yun confused. Well, it seems that he chose the wrong time and shouldn't speak at this time.

"Fang Zijing!" Chen Yuniang suddenly became unhappy and shouted at him, "I'll say it again, Brother Wang is my husband-in-law! I know whether he lied to me or not! I don't need you to tell me what to do! You have changed!"

I don’t even recognize him anymore! Husband, let’s go! He’s done everything he needs to do, and the rest is up to him! Take care of yourself!”

After saying that, Chen Yuniang walked to Wang Yun's side, took Wang Yun's arm, and walked out of the lobby. She was really disappointed with Fang Zijing. She had never found out that this brother Zijing she had always known very well.

, it has turned into what it is now, eager for quick success!

Seeing Chen Yuniang's reaction, Fang Zijing was stunned and couldn't say a word, or in other words, he didn't know what to say!

Suddenly, Fang Zijing, who was filled with rage, violently overturned the railway model. The entire railway model fell into pieces. Because of the suppressed anger, Fang Zijing, who was praying for blessings at the speed of his chest, gritted his teeth and roared: "Chenjiagou, Wang Yun

!None of you can stop the railroad shop from coming in!"

So, Fang Zijing also walked out of the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, drove a steam locomotive and left Chenjia Village overnight. He didn't even take back the generator he left in the wing...

The next day, Chenjiagou resumed its usual life, with people herding cattle, people buying vegetables, and people seeing doctors. It was as if Fang Zijing had never appeared.

However, on this day, a stranger came to Chenjiagou again.

This stranger was a dull-looking young man, wearing a black headscarf and tattered clothes. When he saw the bustling market in Chenjiagou, a look appeared on the young man's face.

Happy smile.

Then, the young man trotted in, found a farmer holding a mule and asked, "Uncle, do you know where Master Chen Changxing is?"

"Are you here to learn boxing?" The uncle holding the mule asked with a kind smile on his face.

"Yes! Uncle, how do you know?" The young man became even happier and asked with a smile.

"Chen Jiaquan, don't spread it to outsiders!" After saying this, the uncle holding the mule took his own mule and left.

Eh? What's going on? The young man looked confused and didn't understand what the uncle meant. However, he didn't give up and just found another villager.

He was about to ask, but what he didn't expect was that the village woman said directly: "Chen Jiaquan is not spread to outsiders! Young man, let's go!"

What's going on? The young man, Yang Luchan, was dumbfounded. What's going on?

At this time, a man wearing coarse linen clothes and short hair walked over from the other side of the market with a smile. He also led a little girl with two braids.

Slowly, the short-haired man walked up to Yang Luchan, who still had no idea what was going on, and asked, "Are you Yang Luchan?"

The person who came was none other than Wang Yun.

Hearing Wang Yun's voice, Yang Luchan was stunned, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded: "Yes, you know me? But, why don't I know you?"

"Let's discuss this question later! Third aunt, bring me five steamed buns!" Wang Yun did not answer Yang Luchan's question. Instead, he said to the village woman selling buns in the market: "This is money!"

"It's Xiaoyun!" Seeing Wang Yun, the village woman whom Wang Yun called her third aunt, a kind smile appeared on her face, she took out five steamed buns from the steamer and handed them over, "Forget the money.

Come on, fellow countrymen!"

"Keep it, or Lady Yu will talk about me again!" Of course Wang Yun disagreed. After putting the money into the hands of the third aunt, Wang Yun handed the steamed buns to Yang Luchan and said, "You are hungry.
Chapter completed!