Afternoon.

Sun Erniang leaned against the door and watched her son sit at the desk and write calmly: "How is Xiao Du?"

The tip of Wan Changsheng's brush was not shaking: "I'm just a classmate, don't listen to her jokes."

Sun Erniang smiled: "It's not her, you won't think about doing this cram school when you come back?"

Wan Changsheng whispered: "It was you who asked me to go out and open my eyes. I really saw the huge changes outside. Guanyin Temple may not change, but as long as there are changes, how many people can adapt to the changes? So letting them study and go to college and learn crafts as much as possible is what I should do."

Sun Erniang was satisfied: "Then I think you should marry Xiao Du. Look at it only two or three months, how much change will she bring to you?"

Wan Changsheng finally felt a little distressed: "Mom! Can't I understand the changes myself?"

Sun Erniang hugged her hands and looked at her ears: "I haven't seen Xiao Du, I still believe you, but now you only see the gap after seeing her."

Wan Changsheng put down his brush: "Then do you support me in this training class?"

Sun Erniang spread her hands: "What's the use of whether I support it or not? Men have always decided on this Guanyin Temple, and there is no need for a female Bodhisattva to stand on the shrine!"

Wan Changsheng didn't explain that Guanyin Bodhisattva was actually a man. Isn't this folk in China always called Guanyin Empress? He took a deep breath and whispered: "I... set up a home in the city. You and I will go to Jiangzhou to live, walk around and take a look at travel, make new friends, and live a new life. You don't have to stay in the village to play mahjong all the time."

Sun Erniang narrowed her eyes and smiled strangely: "Oh, Xiao Du is so thoughtful, even if she even advises you to remarry her mother-in-law?"

Wan Changsheng waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I think it is what I think."

The mother even sneered: "Haha, I know what to do when you lift your butt. I really have this idea. If I haven't told me for so many years, how can I tell you after going out to spend some time with Xiao Du?"

Wan Changsheng was so ashamed that he wanted to bow his head: "In the past, I was thinking about those stone calligraphy and paintings. I was really unfilial and didn't think about my mother."

Sun Erniang put away her movements leaning against the door frame and stood up straight: "I'm very satisfied with this few months you've been out. No matter if you bring you back in the future, I'm just thinking that you'll see more of the world and don't stay in the forest of steles and become a nerd. Mom has become used to life in the village and will not become a burden to your future life. When you get married and have children, I'll help you keep your fat and fat in this village. You can do whatever you want outside. Don't always think about me, it's a shame that you are unpromising!"

Wan Changsheng was distressed: "But this time I really want to bring some changes to the Guanyin Temple!"

Sun Erniang has already left: "Then you go to the stele forest to ask your dad!"

Compared to the young people in the city who are still struggling for their housing, even if they are taking out a loan and being a house slave, Wan Changsheng has a two-deep courtyard in the Wanjia compound. He pushed open the back door of the yard and went directly into the back mountain of Guanyin Temple!

Guanyin Temple is not a temple spread out on the square. It is built along the mountain. Guanyin Village is surrounded by the foot of the mountain. The courtyard of Wanjia is actually separated from Guanyin Temple by a wall.

When you walk in, you will find a small lake. There are not many pavilions, towers and curved corridors, and they are not as elegant and complex as Suzhou and Hangzhou gardens. However, there are still five or six large glass tiled houses. The weeping willow paper strips by the lake inexplicably remind Wan Changsheng of someone's high ponytail, which is green, soft, and slender, rippling in the wind.

But looking around, there are stone tablets everywhere between willow trees, rockery and pavilions!

Moreover, there are all kinds of stone tablets, with flying eaves and tiles, lions rolling balls, dragons and tigers leaping, turtles with backs for thousands of years, and stone tablets with more than one person tall are decorated with various decorations, which are indeed densely distributed like woods!

If the people in the city still have the habit of building a study room, the entire study room here is Wan Changsheng. Except for his request, no one can come in casually.

The main responsibility of the temple guarding is to guard this stele forest.

The four families of Wan Jia, Sun and Hu, have recorded the joys and sorrows of the four families of Wan Jia, Sun and Hu, and have been in the stele forest that has been in tears for many years.

It is history and shackles.

Wan Changsheng was extremely familiar with his study. After walking for a few steps, he sat down next to a stone tablet carried by a turtle, leaned on it, and talked about his experiences over the past three months from beginning to end, even Du Wen's things.

Before he knew it, he leaned against the warm sun in the winter afternoon, Wan Changsheng actually took a nap.

I don’t know if Wan Changsheng’s father has dreamed for him in this stele of the stele full of poems, songs and essays, and various deeds of ancestors.

Anyway, he was awakened by the gray jacket covered by Huanhuan's hands and feet.

The happy smile that the female high school student unfolded instantly could not hide the sorrow between her eyebrows, which made Wan Changsheng feel distressed: "It's okay, it's okay, your father is an old stubborn person, it's not a matter of one or two days. I thought he could be able to be able to be compatible for us, but I didn't expect that he was really selfless. This was his responsibility as the leader of his father's generation, and I don't blame him."

Jia Huanhuan finally pouted: "I just advised him and was scolded, saying that I didn't take good care of you."

Wan Changsheng wrapped the gray jacket on Huanhuan and leaned himself on the stone tablet to relax: "I must do this class. The village does not allow it, so I will go to the city. Anyway, we will go back to the city middle school for class after the Spring Festival, so the ancestors will not blame me."

Jia Huanhuan has changed her clothes, and her youthful and beautiful blue-green fur-collar down jacket. Although she does not have the strong sense of fashion when she matches Du Wen, her white fluffy fur collar highlights her delicate and beautiful eyebrows and big eyes. Her carefully wrapped black hair looks more pure. Her mouth is very small, and she pouts like a cherry mouth. As Wan Changsheng talks about his ancestors, he quickly looked around his eyes: "Of course they will bless Brother Changsheng..."

Sitting on the back of the turtle, her feet couldn't be supported, so she simply shook her calves: "Then don't argue with dad, grandpa and others?"

Wan Changsheng was blaming himself, why did he compare Du Wen's clothes to Huanhuan? Now he couldn't help but think that Du Wen would encourage me to fight?

Then quickly slap yourself!

Jia Huanhuan was startled: "What?"

Wan Changsheng pretended to be a ghost: "I said your father is old...what happened, but my father asked him to slap his mouth. You can't just say bad things about your father-in-law."

Jia Huan laughed and giggled: "If you quarrel, I will be too worried. I must be looking at you, but I haven't gotten married yet..."

Wan Changsheng also tried to ask: "Then...if we stay in the city in the future, how about life in Jiangzhou?"

Jia Huanhuan immediately fell into complicated operations, her eyes wide open and her mouth pouting into cherries all showed that there were many variables that needed to be considered in this issue.

But soon, he still focused his attention: "Well! Brother Changsheng, you can be wherever you say..."

Then he was confused: "But grandpa definitely hopes you can always be here."

That little expression in dilemma really made Wan Changsheng feel sorry for why he dragged Huanhuan in and was distressed again.

So he smiled and hugged the gray jacket in his arms: "If the ancestors did not fight back then, our Guanyin Temple had nothing. The times have changed. If we just obediently followed the old rules, the Guanyin Temple had no way out. How could the old method solve the new problem..."

Speaking of this, looking at the stele forests all over the mountains, like black mahjong plaques, Wan Changsheng was stunned again. The old way?

Wan Changsheng seemed to be reminded of something. No matter whether it can succeed or not, he had to try hard to find out the result.

So Wan Changsheng made up his mind without hesitation.

Maybe this is the answer my father gave him.

As for Huanhuan, her face was blushing and her ears were leaning against Brother Changsheng's arms, and her mind was filled with sluggishness.

Brother Changsheng can do whatever he does, but he does everything right.
Chapter completed!