The three of us separated in Changchun and sent Liuye away. Daya and I were not in a hurry to go to the Niangniang Temple and went straight back to our hotel residence.

Daya was lying on the bed and suddenly asked me: "Lai Liang, what secret is Nurhaci hiding now? Could it be a treasure? I heard that emperors who have always started dynasties would keep some help and hide the gold, silver and jewelry they collected first. If the country is not stable, they can still make a fortune. You said we are not going to make a fortune, but I can't take it. I can't take it and find a lot of gold and silver mountains. I will be as rich as the Arab oil prince. I can't spend all my life. I can't spend it all, so I will leave it to my son and my grandson..."

I saw Daya become more and more excited as I spoke. In the end, I was aroused as if it was true. I quickly stopped him: "I said Daya, wipe your drool and stop daydreaming. Ming told you that even if there is really a treasure, we may not be able to escape. I always feel that there seems to be another pair of eyes staring at us behind me. Have you noticed that many parts of the willow leaves are questionable?"

After I said this, my teeth rolled over and sat up, looked at me, and said in disbelief: "Liu Ye? No, do you suspect she has other purposes?"

I smiled and said, "I don't know either, but I just feel that sometimes she is questionable. She seems to care more about this matter than we all. Also, have you noticed that she is indeed more experienced in certain details than us. I still remember that when she used a dagger, she was much more professional than we did in terms of wearing and drawing the knife."

Daya recalled it and said with little certainty: "Let's Liang, are you thinking too much? Why do I feel like nothing? I guess it's because I have participated in some similar training camps before? Nowadays, white-collar workers are not the same as we did back then. Maybe we are too bad, so they think they are professional, right?"

I nodded and sighed: "Maybe, right? Oh, don't ask for it or take it, be careful."

The next day, we took a bus back to Caijia Town, went to my second aunt's house, and threw some money to me. My second aunt said she didn't want anything. Finally, Daya and I secretly put the money down and left.

I found a Xiali car in the town, negotiated the price, and drove straight to Niangniangmiao Village along the only rural road in the town.

On the way, I chatted with the driver and learned that the driver was also a local, in his forties, and was very talkative. I told us a lot about Niangniang Temple Village. Daya and I didn’t know what he said was true or what was false. Anyway, I heard that he was talking verbal words and spitting all the way out.

Niangniangmiao Village is also a village under Caijia Town. It is about six or seven kilometers south of the village where my hometown is. It is not too far away after passing a small river. As for when this village was found, I really don’t know. It’s said it’s been a year.

When the driver in the car saw that Daya and I were not as good as locals, he asked us if we were visiting relatives when chatting. I was afraid that Daya would let go, so he said casually that we were from the National Folk Culture Protection Association and came down to sort out some rural folk culture materials.

When the driver heard this, he couldn't hold on to his conversation and kept asking, "What is your association doing? In this broken place in our house, even rabbits don't poop. What research can you do?"

When I saw him asking questions all the time, it was not good to say nothing, so as not to make people doubt it, I talked to him nonsense: "We are now responsible for the research on the related folk culture of the "Xi Shenhui", that is, the folk "March 3rd, Xi Shenhui". The palace of the "Xi Shenhui" of the God of Heavenly Immortals, Bixia Yuanjun" is called the "Niangniang Temple".

There are many Niangniang Temples all over the country, and there are many villages or place names called Niangniang Temple. I heard that this village is also called Niangniang Temple Village, so we came here to visit to see if there are any ruins of Niangniang Temple and whether there are any related cultures worth excavating.”

These things were also what I saw when I was looking for information in the library before I came. I learned and sold them as soon as I remembered.

After hearing what I said, the driver continued to drive and kept exclaiming: "Oh, you are knowledgeable, we can't do it. I can't understand what you are talking about. However, if you want to say there is a temple here, I really don't know and I have never heard of it."

Daya and I looked at each other without saying a word.

It didn't take long, and the car drove down the country road and got on the village road. The driver was driving carefully while asking where we got off and if we had a standstill.

Daya and I looked at each other and thought to myself, if there is a place to stand, I don’t have to talk nonsense with you, but I can’t say it either. So I told the driver that the elder brother would send us to the village committee first and meet with the village chief here to talk about work.

The village committee here is just five large tile houses, not far from the entrance of the village, and it arrived soon. As soon as the car stopped, he saw a person walking out of the yard, with dark skin, old-fashioned coat in military green, and a beard on his face. He was looking here. The driver glanced at him and told us that this person was the village chief of the village.

Before we could speak, the driver rolled down the window and shouted at the man: "Zhao Laosi, someone is coming from the city. I want to come to your village to find culture. The village is going to be famous!"

Now, we don’t have to make things difficult for us to speak. We were very grateful to the driver and gave Daya a wink. Daya understood and went to pay the fare for the driver. When we saw the driver smile, he pressed the horn twice and left.

At this time, the man who called Zhao Si walked towards us and asked loudly as he walked: "What's the matter with you? Who are you looking for?"

Daya and I took two steps, then nodded and greeted symbolically: "Brother, we are from the China Folk Culture Protection Association. Have you heard of it? Our responsibility is to rescue and protect ethnic and folk cultural heritage, promote the construction of the "Folk Culture Hometown", further explore and integrate Chinese folk culture resources, and through a series of measures such as archive protection, museum protection, and education protection, the traditional culture can be inherited and developed. As citizens, everyone has the obligation to protect folk culture and cooperate with relevant personnel. Do you understand?"

After this official speech, the man named Zhao Si was probably a little dizzy. His eyes were wide open and he stretched his neck. After hearing what I said, he nodded constantly and said carefully: "Oh, it turns out that he is a government staff member. I am the village chief of this village. My name is Zhao Guozheng. Everyone in the village feels that I am Zhao Si. I don't know how to cooperate with our village? If you have anything, just say a word."

When we heard this, we laughed in our hearts and didn't scare him. This matter was really hard to go on. Big Ya licked her lips and said to the village chief named Zhao Si: "Captain Zhao, you must understand the country's policy form as the village chief. New rural construction and folk culture protection complement each other and play a great role in the construction of new rural areas. Therefore, while we are promoting the construction of new rural areas, we cannot ignore the inheritance and protection of folk culture. This time we came here mainly to examine the relevant folk culture left by the village in ancient times. I heard that the origin of the name of our village is because there was a temple of Niangniang in the village, right?"

Sometimes I have to say that Daya is much fluent when lying than when telling the truth. He speaks sternly and righteously. Even I listen to the truth next to me, let alone the village chief Zhao. After hearing Daya’s comments, he seems to understand the purpose of our coming.

Village Chief Zhao scratched his head and whispered: "To talk about this Niangniang Temple, it is said that there have been one before, but I really can't tell where it is. However, there are several old households in the village who have lived here for several generations, so they can't know. Why don't I take you to see it?"

I glanced at Daya and said to Village Chief Zhao: "Since this is the case, it will be a blessing for Village Chief Zhao. When reporting in the future, I will definitely reflect Village Chief Zhao's supportive attitude. Your support for our work is also helping China's folk culture construction. Chinese folk culture belongs to the whole Chinese people. You have also helped the people of China and have immeasurable merits."

Daya continued: "We often walk in the village below, and for half a year, we run around in different places. The farmers are simple and enthusiastic everywhere, and we are arranged to eat and sleep very carefully. We are also very moved. They are all good policies of the country."

Village Chief Zhao was a little excited when he heard Daya and I sing together. While leading the way, he turned around and said to us: "Hey, the countryside is just like this, there is nothing good. It's rare that there are people from the city like you who are willing to come down. If you don't dislike it, just live in the village. The village committee will have a place to live, and the villagers' homes have places, but they are afraid that you will dislike it."

I quickly said, "No matter how you dislike it, it's all from the countryside. The farmyard has a very habit of living. If you have a place to live, just put it in. We will go back to the province to report in just a few days. This time, Director Cheng and I just came to see the road. There were no professional personnel following us, and there were no documents and documents. We mainly visited. If there is value to be explored, we would come again. At that time, the TV station, newspaper, and radio had to come here to visit, which was also a good thing for our village."

After hearing what I said, Village Chief Zhao was so happy that he kept saying that Daya and I were really friendly and easy to get along.
Chapter completed!