White clouds float happily in the blue sky, and the morning light covers them with colorful colors.
A cool breeze blew slowly, carrying with it the unique fragrance of the woods, and the warm air was filled with a clear and pleasant smell.
After driving for about 15 minutes, we arrived at a place not far from the center of the county town. Before the car stopped, we saw that the place was surrounded by people in three layers.
Because Ren Tingxi and Dai Yuecheng were also there, and of course Ren Tingxi and Lan Xiaolan, who was more than three months pregnant, the Ren family sent a large number of security personnel to maintain order on the scene.
Dozens of security guards formed a human wall on both sides to allow the owners to get there smoothly.
"Boss Lan, you're finally here. The secretary and the county magistrate are already here, waiting for you."
"This is the dowry I prepared for my daughter. I have to wait until my daughter arrives before I can come along. Unfortunately, my daughter is pregnant, so the car is driving slower."
"Miss Lan, where is she?"
Lan Tian pointed in the direction behind him.
"Xiaolan, Tingxi, this is Secretary Gao of the County Party Committee."
"Mr. Ren, Ms. Lan, we've finally got you. The secretary and the county magistrate are over there, waiting for you to unveil the event. Come on."
"What kind of dowry is this? Is it so exaggerated that it needs to be unveiled?"
I slowly pushed through the crowd and walked forward, only then did I see the true appearance of the building.
This is a walled building with unique Lingnan characteristics. The exterior of this building looks very shiny and unique. It is a house made of a lot of broken tiles.
"Dad, what am I?"
"This house was built from beginning to end, brick by brick, by Dad himself. This house is my dowry for you."
This house is so unique. Every place here is made up of different broken tiles.
Although they are broken tiles, they are cut into pieces one by one and split into one painting after another with different meanings through various means.
"Dad, where did you get all these house fragments?"
"Have you forgotten what your father does?"
Since its inception, Lantian has been building houses for neighbors in all directions. Every time a house is built, a pile of discarded bricks and tiles are left behind. If they are just thrown away, it will not only pollute the environment but also be a huge waste.
At the beginning, Lan Tian also lived a very simple life. He knew very well that every brick and tile people used to build houses were hard-earned.
A house carries the efforts of a family and even several generations, so Lan Tian used these broken bricks and tiles to build this unique, magnificent and beautiful house.
Rather than calling it a house, it is better to say that it is an incomparable work of art.
Bai Ruozhu loved painting during his lifetime, but those paintings were relics of his late wife, and Lan Tian was reluctant to give them away, not even to his own daughter.
Then he used these colorful and variously shaped tiles to piece together one mural after another.
There are totems of the ancient East as well as Western aesthetics. Every place you go is like a beautiful painting.
When Lan Xiaolan saw the portrait of her mother standing at the entrance, she was so moved that her eyes filled with tears.
"Some people give their daughters patchwork clothes, some give their daughters patchwork quilts, and some give their daughters red wine that has been around for more than ten or twenty years."
"I, your father, have spent my entire life learning only one thing: building a house. This house was built by the villagers from all over the country using the scraps they had lying around. This house carries the hopes of the villagers, and it also carries your father's hopes for you."
"I hope you can have a home of your own, a humble house that can shelter you from the wind and rain; I hope you can find someone who loves you and spend your life with you; I hope you will always be safe and happy, and not waste your short life in this world."
Lan Xiaolan finally couldn't hold back her tears of excitement and burst into tears.
"Thank you, Dad. This is the best gift I've ever received in my life."
At this time, Ren Boxun came to Lan Xiaolan and Ren Tingxi under the protection of many bodyguards.
"This house is built quite well, and it has the style of my house back then." Ren Boxun seemed to be bragging about himself, but in fact he was extremely satisfied with Lan Tian's superb skills in building the house.
Look, even the leaders of the county government attach great importance to this house.
Before this house was built, its reputation had spread all over the place. Before it was completed, countless tourists came here to take photos and check in.
Lan Xiaolan had seen people's introduction to this house on the Internet several times, but she had never taken a serious look at it. Now she really didn't expect that this house was actually the dowry prepared by her father for her.
Because more and more people come here to check in, the county government has specially rebuilt the nearby roads, and most of the funds were provided by Lantian.
After the road was opened, the tourism industry in the vicinity developed rapidly in a few years, and the poor villagers around here were completely freed from poverty because of the tourism industry driven by this house.
But after all, this is just Lan Tian's private house, and the government really has no right to confiscate it for itself, so it has been dealing with Lan Tian over the years.
But Lan Tian always disagreed, saying that this was a dowry for his daughter and what to do with the house was entirely up to his daughter.
Ren Boxun suggested opening it to the public for a tour. It would be a shame to keep such a nice house closed.
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