Fang Desheng's sharp eyes lingered on his face for a moment, then he looked at Chen Tan for a while, "Don't regret it, kid. If you fail to complete the task, you have to pay me for it yourself."
"Okay, but you guys go talk to Shen Jinquan," Qin Li poured Fang Desheng a glass of wine, "Xiao Tan and I have completed the mission, and you have to allow me a piece of residential land. I want to move to a bigger house."
A year later, the little girl recovered and he wanted to give her a lively wedding.
"Hahaha, no problem. I'll order whatever size you want."
Fang Desheng did not believe in Chen Tan's ability, he believed in Qin Li.
The pig farming was settled and the meal was almost ready.
As the banquet was about to end, Chen Tan made another shocking statement.
"Secretary Fang, I once heard an old beggar say that the tea spirit in that tea garden is being suppressed by those people. If you move those people to another place, the tea leaves will grow again."
There is such a legend among the old people in the village.
It is said that the tea mountains used to be filled with fairy air, and it was because of the protection of the tea spirits that the old rich man was able to make so much money.
Now that the tea mountain has been destroyed, a group of "five types" of people have come and ruined the fortune of the tea mountain and suppressed the tea spirit, which is why the tea trees cannot grow.
After she finished speaking, the room fell silent again. Everyone had a cold look on their face, and even Qin Li stared at her obscurely.
Fang Desheng's smiling face suddenly turned cold as if covered with ice.
They had originally planned to renovate the house on the tea farm this year, as it was too dilapidated to be habitable.
But this cannot be the reason. It is an insult to him and those people.
"Girl, since your parents are both stupid and ignorant, and they can't raise anything good, I won't bother with you today. But if you say such corrupt and superstitious things again next time, I will not forgive you."
He scolded Shen Changwang and the others, and even scolded her as well. Shen Tan was very depressed.
She also wanted to save those people.
If we had just changed the location, the tragedy would not have happened.
"I know we shouldn't be superstitious now, but the old beggar said that if those people didn't move away from the tea mountain, the tea spirits would punish them..."
"Chen Tan, don't go too far!"
Song Che, who had been silent all this time, suddenly glared at Chen Tan angrily.
"They have also sacrificed for the country and the people. If the tea spirit is truly spiritual, it should not punish them, but bless them."
After he finished speaking, everyone else in the room also had anger on their faces, especially Liang Yujin, who had been very close to her, but now moved a long distance away from her without leaving a trace.
Liang Yujin's parents looked at Chen Tan with even more caution, fearing that she would tell others that they had left the farm to attend their daughter's wedding.
Qin Li lowered her head, holding the wine glass tightly in her right hand. She didn't look at Chen Tan, nor did she stop Song Che from getting angry at her.
Xie Shuijun, who was sitting next to Chen Tan, stood up suddenly and fiercely defended her, "Why are you being so mean to Sister Tan? She heard it from the old beggar, not her."
Chen Tan understood why Song Che was angry. His parents lived there, so he naturally couldn't tolerate others saying bad things about them.
The Wei family was also a "fifth category" of people, so after hearing what Chen Tan said, they couldn't open their mouths to defend her.
Chen Tan glanced at Qin Qiuniang and saw that she had a cold face. He thought that she was angry at her for suddenly being ignorant.
She pulled Xie Shuijun, who was truly protecting her, and asked him to sit down first.
Now that we have come to this, I might as well finish it directly. "I met that old beggar three years ago.
He said at the time that if those people had not moved away after three years, the tea spirit would be angry and would push the highest tea mountain to bury all of them inside, no later than the fifth month of the lunar calendar.
I know we can't be superstitious these days, but those people have lives to live too. I hope Secretary Fang can find them a new place to live so they don't end up with lifelong regrets."
In the book, the house on the tea farm is built next to a clear lake, opposite which is a tall tea mountain. The mountains and water complement each other, and the scenery is very beautiful.
But despite such a beautiful scene, after continuous heavy rains, the tea mountain opposite suddenly collapsed, burying more than 300 people in the soil.
Few of those who survived were healthy.
“Snap!”
Fang Desheng threw the bowl, then stood up in a rage, staring at Chen Tan and shouting, "Copy the Quotations a hundred times and give me a good self-criticism at the meeting the day after tomorrow!"
After he finished speaking, he stood up and left in big strides.
"Alas," Xie Junqian put down his chopsticks and glanced at Chen Tan in confusion, "Shui Jun, we're back."
He really couldn't understand why this little girl, who usually knew her limits, was talking nonsense without considering the occasion today?
"Oh," Xie Shuijun looked at Chen Tan, his bright eyes full of sincerity, "Sister Tan, I believe you."
Chen Tan nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Help grandpa on the road and be careful."
"Well, bye, sister!"
Before Xie Shuijun, supporting his grandfather, walked out of the yard, everyone else in the room stood up and said goodbye.
Wu Xia looked at Chen Tan and could only let Wei Xiao send Liang Yujin's parents back to the tea mountain first.
Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Chen Tan did not get angry and cleaned up the dishes by himself.
Qin Qiuniang suddenly held her hand and said, "Let's go back with grandma."
"good."
The two walked out of the Wei family's house. It was dark outside and the weather was much colder.
Qin Li was going to see Xie Junqian off, so he took out a flashlight from his pocket and gave it to her, but there was an unspeakable emotion in his eyes as he looked at her.
"I'll be back in a moment."
"Um."
Chen Tan nodded and helped Qin Qiuniang back.
When they got home, the water in the stove was still hot. She fetched water and helped the old lady wash up and go to bed. Then she took a brush and washed herself from head to toe.
An hour later I returned to the bedroom.
Qin Qiuniang hadn't slept yet. After she lay down, she asked, "Is what you said true?"
"Grandma, I can't tell whether the old beggar's words are credible or not, but what he said was so tragic at the time that I will always remember it."
Chen Tan thought that the old lady knew some physiognomy, so she decided to reveal more. It would be more convincing for her to persuade Song Che than for her to do it herself.
Qin Qiuniang did believe Chen Tan's words to some extent, "Tell me what the old beggar said."
"Okay," Chen Tan recalled the plot in the book, "He said that the tea tree is yang, and is most afraid of the yin energy of women. When it pushes down the mountain, no woman will be able to escape, and only a few men with strong physiques will be able to escape."
Qin Qiuniang gritted her teeth after hearing this, tears streaming down her face. "Don't ever say these things to outsiders again."
"Well, I won't tell anyone about this anymore."
She dared to take the risk today because time was tight. After all, half a year had passed in the blink of an eye.
If she couldn't move those people away from the tea mountain, she would probably regret it for the rest of her life when a tragedy happened.
Outside the house, Qin Li, who had hurried back after sending Xie Junqian home, happened to hear their conversation.
His body suddenly sank and his heart felt like it was being grabbed by something.
He sat on the steps under the eaves, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and smoked one after another until midnight.
He didn't even wash up and went straight to bed.
Just as I fell asleep, a tragic scene appeared in my dream.
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