The roads in the old block of Yunxiao County were not open, and the family they were going to was in an alley and the car could not be driven in, so Zeng Xinyong had to find a parking lot to park the car and walk in.

Turning from the wide road into a narrow alley, turning a few turns, a big house suddenly appeared in front of you.

The house seemed to have been going through a long time. The white gray on the outside walls peeled off, and the wooden blocks on the door were also blackened by the years, emitting a decay smell. Looking up, I don’t know if the tiles on the roof were blown by the wind, and they were all in a mess, and some tiles were covered with weeds.

The whole house looked like a bleak feeling of bleakness that was about to dusk.

This is the family that Liu Xiong said to sell old white camellia trees.

When he walked closer, he saw two big stone drums standing in front of the door. When Song Wen saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly took two steps, came to the stone drum, and looked at it carefully.

He didn't like the stone drums in front of the Wenjun Villa. He didn't like the new ones, and he was not satisfied with the old ones. He didn't expect that he would meet them here today. It was a surprise.

The stone drum is carved from bluestone, more than one meter high. On the front of the top is carved with a beast's head. On one side is a pine crane dancing gracefully with Ganoderma lucidum on one side; on the other side is a qilin jade book, and on the left and right sides are also carved with a pair of bats holding money. The five stars of blessing, wealth, longevity, and wealth gather together, which is really a good thing.

Stone drums are also known as the "boom drum", "roof drum", "stone drum" and "stone mirror" among the people. They are a kind of door-pillow stone, which is commonly found in traditional house gates, archway buildings, and temples.

It is the main component of traditional residential buildings in Fujian and Taiwan and one of the essence of architectural craftsmanship. It together with door hairpins, door sills, door leafs and door frames produce a simple and elegant overall artistic decoration beauty. It is a symbol of auspiciousness, blessings and evil warding. It also complements the buildings and is harmonious and unified. It plays the finishing touch of the door and becomes an indispensable part of traditional residential buildings.

The patterns and themes of the stone drum are mainly auspicious animals, auspicious clouds, flowers, birds, insects, fish and utensils.

The graphics decorated with drum mirrors are the most common, such as unilin lying on pine, rhino looking at the moon, butterflies entering orchid mountains, five generations of people living together, corner lotus, etc. Some are also carved with three lions playing balls (three generations of people playing wine), four lions living together (four generations of people living together), five lion guardrails (five generations of people living together) and five lion guardrails (five generations of people living together) and other patterns; the top of the drum is carved into a lion shape, with standing lions, squatting lions or lying lions. The drum seats are mostly embossed with peonies, lotus, hibiscus, sunflowers, and ruyi patterns, curly grass patterns, auspicious cloud patterns, etc. The content is mostly historical stories or metaphorical patterns, which are vivid and interesting.

In ancient times, standing stone drums in front of the door were a symbol of fame and power.

According to legend, in ancient times, generals who returned from victorious wars placed war drums in front of the door in order to show their great military achievements. Later, they gradually evolved into using stone drums instead. Stone drums have the meaning of beating drums, going to the hall, and obeying the government. Generally, only yamen or official families can be established; followed by Buddhist temples, and the folk stone drums have the power to drive away evil and avoid disasters. Under the previous ritual system, social classes such as "family", "portals", and "sects" were everywhere, and stone drums evolved into reference objects for the differences in the ranks of officials and nobles, status, symbols of power and family status, and whether the identity of marriage and family matched.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, stone drums had very strict regulations and grade distinctions:

Lion-shaped stone drums are used in front of the doors of the royal family or government. Lion-shaped stone drums are used in front of the doors of senior military officers. Lion-shaped stone drums are used in front of the doors of low-level military officers. Lion-shaped stone drums are used in front of the doors of senior civil servants. Lion-shaped stone drums are used in front of the doors of senior civil servants. Lion-shaped stone drums are used in front of the doors of rich people. The rich use in front of the doors of the rich. However, these rules were not so obvious after the late Qing Dynasty.

There is also a pair of big stone drums in front of the Prince's Temple in Songjiabao, with snail patterns on one side and a fairy deer biting peaches on the other side. Song Wen sat on it a lot when he was a child. He felt very majestic, but now he thinks he is childish and cute.

"Liu Xiong, do their family sell this stone drum?" After seeing the stone drum, Song Wen asked Liu Xiong.

"I don't know, I should sell it. Otherwise, why would he keep it? I'll ask you later."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After saying that, the three of them continued to walk inside.

Walking inside, Song Wen found that this was a house with two entrances. There were wings on both sides of the front, but the spider webs were entangled, dust was everywhere, and old things were filled with old things. Walking forward and to the back, I saw that the courtyard in the middle was full of flowers and plants. Under the eaves, a cluster of honeysuckles grew densely, with a few small flowers blooming, and a few papayas planted in the large flower pots of the patio, emitting vitality. The main house was filled with newspapers, magazines and other miscellaneous things, but the coffee table in the middle was clean and seemed to be used frequently.

There was no one in the room, and Liu Xiong was about to shout, but at this moment, a sound of piano came from outside the ear door on the left, and he hurriedly walked over with Song Wen and Zeng Xinyong.

"The fifteenth day of August is Mid-Autumn Festival, and Miss Yue'e throws a ball

The hydrangea throws Lu Mengzheng, but his father beats him and doesn't take him in

Miss graceful and loyal, and wishes to take off the golden branches as a companion (companion)

I'm afraid I have no way to use it..."

Behind the ear door was a small garden. When passing through the ear door, Song Wen saw an old man sitting on a stone bench in the garden playing the moon zither and singing "Lu Mengzheng". The local accent and local tunes, the three of them were suddenly aroused by a strong homesickness and listened intently. After a while, the old man stopped and saw the three people standing next to him. He couldn't help but say to the familiar Liu Xiong strange: "Ah Xiong, I didn't say anything when I came, so I was slow to treat the guests."

"What are you going to be slow? We just admire your voice." Liu Xiong said with a smile.

"I'm old. If I were young, I wouldn't know how many women would rush over when I heard this sound." The old man shook his head and sighed.

Song Wen was funny. It seemed that these old people were young and glorious. His grandfather always said this before, and his father was the same. His mother also said that she was a beautiful beauty when she was young. I don’t know if she married her father because she was blind. It seems that he is the worst. He has no glorious deeds, but he just has three beauties and has a wife Xiaojun. Huang Xi, who doesn’t know whether she can become a wife, and Dan Tai Minglan, who doesn’t know what it is.

Dan Tai Minglan is so arrogant. When the Spring Festival came, she wanted to have a super friendly relationship with her, but she didn't expect that she ignored him at all.

If you ignore her, Song Wen ignored her. Anyway, he had someone to accompany her. His attitude made Dan Tai Minglan grit his teeth and even more disgusted with him. So until the day he went back, Song Wen could not hold hands with her, let alone make some games that are beneficial to your body and mind.

The old man asked them to make tea. After three cups of tea, Liu Xiong asked the old man: "Uncle, how are you tidying up your things?"

Last time he came to collect things, the old man said there were too many things at home and he wanted to organize it and let him come again today.

"I've packed it up, and there are two boxes left except for what I want to leave."

"Where is it?" Liu Xiong asked anxiously after hearing this.

"Don't worry, you won't run away if you put it there. Drink tea before talking." The old man said, and asked him again: "Are these two people here to collect those things like you?"

"No, they are my friends. I heard you say that the old white camellia tree is going to be sold, come and have a look."

"oh."

"Uncle, do you want to sell the two stone drums outside?" Song Wen interrupted and asked.

"Do you like those two stone drums?" the old man looked at Song Wendao.

"Well, my family is building a house. I want to put two stone drums in front of the door, and the two at your door are just right."

"That's not a valuable thing. If you want it, take it, it's useless for me to keep it." The old man waved his hand generously and said.

Zeng Xinyong heard this, but quietly stepped on Song Wen's feet. There is no such a stupid person in this world. He opens his mouth and says he likes things. Isn't that obviously asking someone to kill him? But it's hard to say it clearly at this time, so he had to touch Song Wen and remind him to pay attention. However, Song Wen didn't understand what he meant, and just turned around and looked at the scene in the small garden.

They sat in the middle of the small garden, next to it was a rockery with the words "Fengyue" engraved on it, and there were a few bamboos that were almost dead on the side of the rockery.

In front, behind Song Wen is the old white camellia tree with a thick waist. It is the season when flowers bloom, and it is full of white camellias of all sizes, which looks very beautiful. There seems to be nothing else.

After watching for a while, Song Wen turned around and picked up a cup of tea made by the old man and drank it. When he lowered his head, he saw the stone table with the tea set. He was stunned.

The stone table is carved with bluestone, with an animal head carved on each of the legs, and the next to it is decorated with patterns, which looks very beautiful. The tabletop is smooth and reveals a luster of luster. It seems that it is often used, and it brings a hint of color. Then he looked down at the stone chair he was sitting on, which was also in the same style as the stone table. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but have the idea and asked the old man: "Uncle, are you selling the stone table and stone chair?"

"Why, you want to buy it again?"

"Yes," Song Wen scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I have a garden at home. I want to put a table and chair made of stones in it. You look good and just put it in the garden."

"If you want it, take it, it's useless for me to keep it."

The old man waved his hand, somehow he was a little excited, and stood up and said, "Let's go and see what I packed for Ah Xiong, and you can also take a look." As he said that, he walked inside first, and the three of them hurriedly followed in.

This two-in-one house was passed down by the old man's grandfather. The old man lived here since he was a child. This is his home and his roots. He will be demolished all at once, and he will inevitably feel reluctant to leave, but what if he is reluctant to leave?

To be honest, those who say that they get rich by demolishing their houses and getting resettlement houses are nonsense and fools.

No matter whether you make a fortune or not, no one will want to demolish your own house. Except for those who don’t live in, people with houses do not want to demolish them. Think about it, if you have a house and a foundation, you can build whatever you want in the future. The resettlement house is only more than two meters high, and even those who are tall can reach the end. Living inside is narrow, which makes people feel bored and uncomfortable. The land is not your own. You have to pay water fees, sanitation fees, property fees, and everything costs money. If you build a house yourself, do you still have these things?

So those who are happy to demolish houses are all fools, but the people are helpless. If they don’t demolish them, can they be fine?
Chapter completed!