Chapter 134: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 134

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Shenpo did not immediately answer Wang Changgen's question, but instead asked him to offer sincerity first; without sincerity, immortals could never reveal heavenly secrets to him.

Wang Changgen gave fifty yuan, and only then did Shenpo say:

"From now on, treat your wife better; she is your lucky star. She doesn't know how many disasters she has blocked for you, yet you are completely oblivious!"

Wang Changgen gave a dry laugh:

"I want to treat her well too, but she has a terrible temper and argues with me at the slightest disagreement. Now we have a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days; we're not used to not fighting!"

Shenpo then said:

"How does that saying go? A harmonious family prospers in all things; arguing drives the God of Wealth away. No wonder your family can't make money! Starting tomorrow, don't argue anymore—not even once!"

Wang Changgen looked embarrassed:

"If she says something unpleasant, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but talk back. Once I talk back, an argument is surely unavoidable."

Shenpo then said:

"Then just shut your mouth! We mortals spend three years learning to speak, but need thirty years to learn to keep silent. As long as you talk less and do more, your wife will surely gradually stop arguing with you. Even if you don't believe me, you must believe the immortals. This is the immortals' suggestion to you; if you don't listen, so be it! Just don't blame me when you have no luck with wealth!"

Wang Changgen could only give a bitter laugh:

"Fine then. From now on I'll try my best not to argue with her, I'll try my best to keep silent. That should work, right?"

Shenpo, however, said:

"That still won't do. You also need to change the feng shui. This feng shui is already ruined; it must be changed!"

"How to change the feng shui?" Wang Changgen asked hurriedly.

Shenpo then said:

"I suggest you find a professional Geography Master to take a look at your old man's grave and see if there's any problem. If there's a problem with the grave's feng shui, it will affect your home!"

Wang Changgen nodded hurriedly:

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll find a Geography Master to take a look when I get back! By the way, Immortal Granny, don't you look at graves?"

Shenpo said: "I only tell fortunes for the living, not for the dead. Some people only tell fortunes for the living, some only for the dead. These are the rules; the rules cannot be broken. If the rules are broken, heavenly punishment will surely come."

Wang Changgen laughed and said nothing more.

He came out of Shenpo's room, and Li Xiulan hurriedly went up to ask:

"What did Shenpo say?"

Wang Changgen was somewhat depressed, but still said honestly:

"Shenpo said two things. First, that we shouldn't argue anymore from now on, because arguing drives away the God of Wealth."

Li Xiulan rolled her eyes:

"Do you think I want to argue with you? It's all because of your shameless attitude!"

Wang Changgen really wanted to retort: How am I shameless? It's your own sharp tongue, okay!

But thinking of Shenpo telling him to keep silent and talk less, he held it in.

"Whatever you say is right. I don't want to argue with you."

Li Xiulan didn't want to argue with Wang Changgen either, so she asked:

"What was the second thing Shenpo said?"

Wang Changgen said:

"She told us to go back and find a Geography Master to look at my father's grave, saying the feng shui of my father's grave might have a problem."

Li Xiulan said:

"Then go find a Geography Master when you get back!"

Li Xiulan also said: "Liang Yuanchao seems to know a Geography Master. Many people in the village who hold funerals have him invite the Geography Master."

Wang Changgen said:

"Fine. I'll go to his house when I get back."

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

After eating dinner at home, Wang Changgen went to Liang Yuanchao's home.

Just as he entered the door, he discovered Liang Yuanchao sitting on an old master's chair, listening to the radio with his eyes closed.

Liang Yuanchao looked feeble and senile. Seeing him like this, Wang Changgen was surprised in his heart.

You have to know that when Liang Yuanchao was Village Committee Secretary before, although he looked old on the surface, there was light in his eyes and he was full of energy!

But ever since he lost to Zhang Zhongtian in the last village cadre election, there was no light in his eyes, the energy in him had dissipated, and he aged rapidly.

"Secretary Liang, have you eaten?"

Wang Changgen knocked on the old wooden gate of the courtyard that stood open. Liang Yuanchao slowly opened his eyes, saw that Wang Changgen was visiting, and immediately smiled and stood up to welcome him:

"Changgen, what do you come to me for? No one in this village calls me Secretary Liang anymore. Now Zhang Zhongtian is the Village Committee Secretary!"

Wang Changgen smiled: "I got used to calling you that before and can't change my mouth. Don't worry about it so much! I came to you to ask you to contact a Geography Master for me."

Liang Yuanchao's expression changed immediately, and he asked hurriedly:

"What happened?"

Because in his opinion, finding a Geography Master was generally nothing good—either a funeral or a grave relocation.

Wang Changgen said honestly:

"Things haven't been going well these past few years. Shenpo said it might be because there's a problem with the feng shui of my old man's grave, and asked me to invite a Geography Master to take a look."

Liang Yuanchao nodded: "Is that so? Then I'll help you contact them tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Village Secretary Liang!" Wang Zhanggen hurriedly expressed his thanks.

"No need for politeness, it's just a small effort. You still remember to come find me, which shows you have me in your heart — I should be the one thanking you!"

Liang Yuanchao hehe laughed and spoke like this.

Although he was smiling, his eyes held a desolation that could not be hidden.

It could be seen that ever since he resigned from the position of Village Committee Secretary, his life had not been going too well.

Actually it doesn't count as life not going well, just that psychologically he had received a comparatively large blow.

Originally he thought that Zhang Zhongtian used the method of sending gifts to bribe for votes; even if he became Village Committee Secretary, it would be impossible for him to govern Shanggou Village well. He had been waiting all along for Zhang Zhongtian to turn Shanggou Village into a rotten mess, and then the villagers would collectively come request him to come out of retirement again to serve as Village Committee Secretary.

However, the imagination was beautiful, the reality cruel.

That Zhang Zhongtian, although he became Village Committee Secretary by sending oil and sending cigarettes to canvass votes, he was also not completely useless as Liang Yuanchao imagined. On the contrary, ever since Zhang Zhongtian became Village Committee Secretary, Shanggou Village had been governed well by him.

Not only was the entire village governed in an orderly fashion by Zhang Zhongtian, but many neighborhood disputes, as long as Zhang Zhongtian showed his face, could be quickly resolved.

Moreover, Zhang Zhongtian also led many villagers to work on the expressway; while earning money himself, he also let not a few villagers follow along and earn money.

Now Zhang Zhongtian's reputation in Shanggou Village is much better than his, Liang Yuanchao!

Liang Yuanchao simply could not accept this fact!

Why is Zhang Zhongtian so smooth, even cunning, so unobservant of rules, even secretly undermining rules, yet in the end he can govern the village well and gain the villagers' support?

While he, Liang Yuanchao, is so sincere, so observant of rules, diligently and conscientiously served as Village Committee Secretary for so many years, yet in the end could not govern the village well?

He simply could not figure it out!

This even caused signs of collapse to appear in Liang Yuanchao's worldview and values; he simply could not accept such reality, so recently he had been depressed and unhappy.