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"Hehe, I think Auntie Dalu not only does the willow weaving well, but also seems to be getting younger and younger!" Zhao Changqiang said with a smile.

Aunt Dalu liked Zhao Changqiang's modest flattery, she pursed her lips and said, "Small gun, you can't do without studying. Let's say you Uncle Dalu, he used to make wine at home, and if he broke it, it would be fine." It's broken, and I can't lose a lot of money. But now I want to follow you to set up a big winery, can he do it if he doesn't study? If there are any mistakes, we are not the only ones who are cheating! You talk about us craft factories Workers. The willow weaving industry in the world is also developing by leaps and bounds. As Cao Shuying said, if we cannot see the future now, then we will have no future in the future.”

Looking at Uncle Yin and his wife in front of him, Zhao Changqiang felt that Zhao Zhuang had really changed.Not only is everyone rich, but everyone's mental outlook has also undergone earth-shaking changes from before.Thinking about the past, several families in the village would come out to fight with weapons at every turn, and now, everyone lives in harmony, fighting together for themselves and for the future of Zhaozhuang, even Zhao Changqiang has the guts to charge up and learn quickly impulse.

After leaving Yin Dalu's home, Zhao Changqiang walked towards the cemetery at the foot of Qingyun Mountain in the west of Zhaozhuang Village. When he passed by the supermarket in the village, he bought a lot of chicken feet, chicken wings and spicy strips, as well as a Tsingtao beer can.

From a distance, Zhaozhuang, a cemetery open to the public, is still very spectacular.Starting from the foot of the mountain, the cemetery will spread to the top of the mountain if it is not for the higher-level government not to allow it to continue in a stepped manner.

The small cypress trees planted when the cemetery was first built were already as thick as a fist, and the branches swayed when the wind blew.The looming tombstone is exposed.

There are five large tile-roofed houses at one foot of the cemetery.Two are welcome rooms for guests who come to offer incense and worship ancestors, or to buy cemeteries, one is an office, and the other is a warehouse, with some farm tools, paper horse incense candles and the like.There are iron locks on the four houses.

The last room is Chen Xiaodao's room, and usually only Chen Xiaodao guards the cemetery.

Zhao Changqiang saw that the door of Chen Xiaodao's room was ajar, so he opened it and walked in.He knew that Chen Xiaodao's family lived in the village, so he didn't shy away from it.

However, to Zhao Changqiang's surprise, after he opened the door and entered, he found that Chen Xiaodao was not in the room.There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the room, and there is a newly painted landscape painting on the big desk in the middle of the room.

Zhao Changqiang saw that Chen Xiaodao's landscape painting was very interesting, it was somewhat fantasy, and also a bit fairy-like.The picture is very layered, the nearest is a wide river with rolling waves.On the other side of the river is a majestic group of mountains, with jagged rocks and dotted with pine trees.On the top of the mountain was a red sun, a very simple red sun, as if it was supported by mountains, and there were no clouds or other things around.

Moreover, in the whole painting, except for the red sun, everything else is black and white, using freehand brushwork. Only this red sun is realistic, as if it is about to burst out of the painting.

It is impossible to tell whether it is the morning sun or the sunset from the picture.

What Zhao Changqiang couldn't understand the most was the river.I saw a person standing on the river, with a long gown and a crown, standing on the river with his hands behind his back like that, looking at the mountains on the other side and the red sun.

Downstream of this person, there is a large group of people struggling in the river, as if they are fighting against the raging waves, trying to swim against the current!

Zhao Changqiang looked at the painting for a long time but did not see the meaning of the painting, but what surprised him was that whenever his eyes were on the person standing on the water, his heart felt as calm as water, It seemed as quiet as that distant mountain, as if the rushing river had nothing to do with him.

There is a piece of blank space in the upper right corner of the picture, and a line of words is written: "People are like mountains when people are at peace", in cursive style, vigorous and powerful, smooth and natural.Inscription on the side: Chen repays the debt, seal.

"People are like mountains when people are calm, and people are like mountains when people are quiet..." Zhao Changqiang muttered a few words, and couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.He suddenly understood the meaning of Chen Xiaodao's painting.

This river is the river of the world of mortals, or the river of time. Those who fall into the water and struggle are the people in the world of mortals. They struggle desperately, but in the end they cannot escape the fate of being submerged by the world of mortals.

According to the meaning in the painting, in Chen Xiaodao's view, there is only one way to stay out of the mortal world and escape the world, that is to calm down.People are like mountains when people are at peace. Only when people are at peace can they be like those mountains. No matter how time goes by and the world of mortals changes, he is still him.

However, although Zhao Changqiang had a general feeling, he didn't understand what the red sun meant.If Chen Xiaodao really wanted to express his thoughts in this painting, then there must be something to say about that round of red sun.

When Zhao Changqiang was thinking, the landline on the bedside table next to him suddenly rang.

Zhao Changqiang hesitated for a moment, but walked over to answer the phone for Chen Xiaodao.To Zhao Changqiang's surprise, when he picked up the phone, he found that the call was for him!

Chen Xiaodao's voice came from the microphone: "Mr. Zhao, I'm on the mountain, let's come up and have a look at the scenery together."

Ever since Chen Xiaodao came to Zhaozhuang, he has been calling Zhao Changqiang Mr. Zhao.And Zhao Changqiang has always called Chen Shanqian Mr. Chen.Although it sounds a little strange, but only two of them can experience the taste.

Zhao Changqiang put down the phone and walked up the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, he realized that he had forgotten to put down the chicken feet, beer and other things in his hand.

"Alright, let's have a good chat with the wine." Zhao Changqiang thought with a smile.

Qingyun Mountain is not too small, so it is not easy to find someone on the mountain.However, although Zhao Changqiang didn't ask where Chen Xiaodao was on the phone, he went straight to the huge boulder at the top.And when he climbed up the boulder, Chen Xiaodao was standing on the edge of the boulder, looking towards the cemetery down the mountain.

Zhao Changqiang put down the things in his hands, walked to him, and looked down.Looking down from here, it's another scene.

From here, one can see the tombstones, densely packed, and only when the wind blows, these tombstones will be blocked and hidden by the swaying cypress trees.

Zhao Changqiang took two cans of beer and handed one to Chen Xiaodao, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to see it. I often come here to have a look. Here I can see the whole process of everyone from birth to death." Chen Xiaodao also said with a smile.

"Hehe, you think too much. Artists are probably like this? By the way, I saw the painting on your desk. It seems very interesting."

"If you like it, I can give it to you. Otherwise, I will burn him if I put it here." Chen Xiaodao said, as if he didn't know that his paintings were very valuable.

"Why burn it? Selling it or giving it away is as bad as giving it to me?" Zhao Changqiang asked.

"not good."

"why?"

"It's very simple. I have enough money now, and I don't need to sell calligraphy and paintings for a living. The most important thing is that I don't want my works to be used as tools for fame and fortune." Chen Xiaodao said.

"Ashamed, I was about to take out your painting and give it away." Zhao Changqiang said.

"You are different from others, I am relieved to give you something."

"What's different about me?" Zhao Changqiang asked strangely.

"There are two kinds of people in this world."

"I know, men and women." Although Zhao Changqiang knew that Chen Xiaodao didn't mean that, he still said with a smile.

"You still hit the nail on the head. In fact, from another perspective, people in the world can also be divided into two types. One kind of person, no matter whether he is poor or rich, strong or weak, he will stick to his heart. You It is this kind of person. On the contrary, it is another kind of person. The heart of this kind of person changes with the changes of the surrounding environment. When he is poor, he has the same appearance, but when he is rich, he is the same. To be another. I am the latter."

"I don't want to sell or give away my calligraphy and paintings, but I just don't want my heart to change. I can achieve today's achievements on the road of art, in fact, it is entirely due to this peaceful life, and this slightly dead land. The cemetery here. This place can completely calm my heart and completely immerse myself in the palace of art. If I have a lot of money on my body and a status in society, I am afraid that I will not be who I am now. Maybe I'll be the old me again."

Chen Xiaodao said while drinking beer.

"No. Haven't you heard that people's minds can be sublimated? Your current mind has changed, and Chen Qingshen will never become the old Chen Xiaodao again." Zhao Changqiang said .

"Hehe, the mountain is hard to change, and the sex is hard to change. I know where my fault is. Mr. Zhao, I want to tell you something. I want to quit my current job as a cemetery watcher." Chen Xiaodao said suddenly, while Said, while throwing the empty cans under the rock, the cans bounced and rolled down on the rocks, making a jingling sound.

Zhao Changqiang was taken aback by Chen Xiaodao's words. After Chen Xiaodao had said so much to himself, he thought he was at peace, but he didn't expect to leave suddenly now. Could this former Linhe City No. [-] brother want to go out and start anew? Fight the world, right?

Well, what should I do?

Zhao Changqiang couldn't help but not worry.He is very aware of Chen Xiaodao's ability.In Zhao Changqiang's heart, Chen Xiaodao is also an out-and-out genius!

This can be seen from Chen Xiaodao's resume.After graduating from university, he didn't find a good job, but he made a fortune in one fell swoop by cheating Zhaozhuang and Jiangjuntang's Danshen money, and finally became the first brother of Linhe City!In Linhe City, he covers the sky with one hand, turns his hands into clouds, and turns his hands into rain, taking both black and white. He has become the biggest brother in Linhe City after Li Chaotian!

We must know that Li Chaotian was able to achieve such results at the beginning because he had many generals and even handsome talents helping him, such as Zhao Changqiang at that time.But Chen Xiaodao never had someone like Zhao Changqiang to help him!Everything needs to be controlled by himself!

This is enough to explain Chen Xiaodao's super ability.But what is even more amazing is his subsequent results!