Years later, Master Qiu's Changchun Temple became famous far and wide, and more and more people came to seek divination and perform rituals.
Of course, among them are some high-ranking officials, dignitaries, and newly rich individuals.
Master Qiu's divinations are becoming increasingly expensive, and now he only consults fate when divining.
If fate brings you together, consult the oracle; if fate doesn't bring you together, you won't even meet.
Li Xiangdong was naturally not among them; he could see Master Qiu at any time.
However, he had nothing to ask about divination.
The more he tried to avoid asking, the more itchy Master Qiu became, always wanting to cast a divination for him.
However, if the person seeking divination is not in the right mind, even if they force themselves to do it, it won't be effective.
Master Qiu kept nagging in Li Xiangdong's ear, which annoyed Li Xiangdong to no end.
That day, he suddenly had a thought and grabbed Master Qiu, saying, "Please tell my fortune!"
Upon hearing this, Master Qiu asked incredulously, "What? You want me to divine your future? Did I hear that right?"
"Divination, did you hear me right?"
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz!"
Master Qiu chuckled and turned to get his tortoise shell and copper coins.
Master Qiu sat excitedly on the futon and asked Li Xiangdong, "What do you want to ask?"
What did Li Xiangdong want to ask?
I can't quite put my finger on it right now.
As for the nation's fortune, there's no need to ask; the nation's fortune in this lifetime is even more prosperous than in the last.
He himself doesn't need to ask. His family is healthy, his career is successful, and while not everything goes smoothly, at least 9,999 things are as he wishes.
"Please divine the future of Lijiapo village."
How is the village life in Lijiapo?
Years later, the economic crisis of 1998 and the global financial crisis of 2008 caused Lijiapo's collective economy to go through many ups and downs, almost going bankrupt, but was pulled back from the brink of collapse.
It transformed from an extensive, labor-intensive enterprise into a technology-intensive one, developing green agriculture and tourism, and achieving industrial upgrading ahead of the rest of the country.
The collective economy of Lijiapo has always stood strong, becoming a golden brand.
Over the years, there have naturally been quite a few people in the village with their own ulterior motives.
Countless events, driven by selfish desires and ambitions, unfolded in Lijiapo, bringing joys and sorrows.
No matter what, as long as Li Xiangdong is around, no one can cause any major trouble.
Actually, Li Xiangdong wanted to go to Master Qiu for another divination later, also to ask what would happen to Lijiapo after his death.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea as soon as it arose.
Susu and Tangtang have grown up. One went to Harbin to pursue a doctorate, and the other went to Xi'an to pursue a doctorate.
Li Guoqing's child is younger, already eighteen years old this year, and is about to take the college entrance examination. The child is determined to study business management, is doing well in his studies, and will probably get into a good school.
Guo Yuxi's daughter Guo Dandan, Zhao Xiaojun's two sons Zhao Meng and Zhao Biao, Li Xiangjie's daughter Li Nianpei, Zhou Hongsong, and Qiao Xiaohuan's daughter Zhou Aiai are all doing well, either studying, serving in the army, or working in the village's collective company.
Ning Ruoruo advised him, "If your children and grandchildren are like you, what's the point of leaving them money? If they are not like you, what's the point of leaving them money?"
Li Xiangdong said, "What you said makes sense."
The two smiled at each other and walked slowly hand in hand along the riverbank of Baiyang River.
The mud embankment built in earlier years has been paved with asphalt, and the trees on both sides of the river have changed from willows to poplars, and then from poplars to fruit trees.
Looking out from the riverbank, the low earthen houses are no longer visible; instead, rows of neat villas and courtyard houses stand in their place.
In the distance, there are rows of tall buildings.
The wheels of history roll on, taking away all that is old.
Who can know what the future holds?
Li Xiangdong gripped Ning Ruoruo's hand even tighter.
Cherish the people in front of you, cherish the present moment, and cherish everything you have now. That's enough.
P.S.: My dear readers, this is truly the end.
I originally wanted to write a side story about Li Xiangjie and Zhao Xiaopei, but after thinking it over, I really couldn't find the words. So I'll leave it to the readers' imagination.
There are also Li Yan, Li Ping, and Li Jiabao. With Li Xiangdong around, their lives won't have any major problems. As for the other minor setbacks, they can be considered a kind of fun!
Thank you all for your continued support!
Best wishes!
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