It can be seen that Gu Chang is very concerned about this property, otherwise he would not personally plan the name of the property.

But in comparison, Fang Yuan was more concerned about the name of this village: "Seven Star Village, why is it called Seven Star Village? Does it have any special meaning?"

"It's just the name of the village, don't pay too much attention to it, right?" Yang Shijin was a little confused, but it was not difficult to understand Fang Yuan's thoughts.

"No, you don't understand." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "The names of villages, except for those named after the villagers' surnames and the villages newly established in recent decades, any village with some history is very particular about its name.

of."

"For example, Chang'an is not the ancient capital Chang'an, but a village named after Chang'an. Most of them are because the villagers have suffered from the war, so they hope for long-term peace and stability. Another example is Qixing Village, so there must be things related to Qixing in the village

, otherwise I wouldn’t have given such a meaningful name.”

While speaking, Fang Yuan speculated: "Is it possible that there are seven ancient wells or seven ancient trees in the village? Or is it that when we first moved here, there were only seven families in the whole village, or seven major surnames?"

"No need to guess, just ask the village chief directly." Yang Shijin waved his hand, and his entourage naturally went in to report the situation.

It didn't take long, and six or seven people immediately poured out of the bungalow. The speed was extremely fast, and it couldn't be faster. After all, whether it was Gu Chang or Yang Shijin, they spent a lot of money in the process of building a building here.

.

No matter what the villagers think, in the eyes of the leaders who manage the villagers, Gu Chang and Yang Shijin are undoubtedly the big benefactors. Now that they have come together, how can they dare to neglect them.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Yang, it's really you."

Six or seven people came out, led by a thin middle-aged man. Judging from the fact that he spoke first, he should be the village chief, or village director.

Anyway, after confirming the identities of Gu Chang and Yang Shijin, the village chief glanced left and right, and a bright and enthusiastic smile immediately bloomed on his face: "Dear guests, you are really honored guests. Why didn't you say hello when you came, so that we could go and greet you..."

It’s no wonder that the village chief was overjoyed. After all, in the past, when Gu Chang or Yang Shijin came, they would be accompanied by county leaders. Even if they were not good enough, they would also be accompanied by township cadres. As a village chief, he would at most be watching from the side. But now, the county and town officials

The superior was nowhere to be seen, so he naturally realized that this was a good opportunity.

From the village chief's point of view, as long as he pleases Gu Chang or Yang Shijin and the two of them casually mention his name in front of their superiors, his position will definitely change. It's not the village chief's fault for trying to gain ground, after all, people go to higher places.

If it matters, who wants to stay in the countryside for the rest of their lives?

As a small village chief, Gu Chang might not even take a second look at him in normal times and just leave it to his subordinates to deal with it.

But now, he can be regarded as asking for help. Naturally, he has no airs. On the contrary, he is very easy-going and smiles: "Today we are here to inspect the progress of the real estate project. We didn't want to disturb you, but we happened to encounter something and felt a little doubtful, so

I would like to ask you for advice."

"Question, what question?" The village chief was very confused, but his response was not slow: "Mr. Gu, please come in. No matter what the question is, go in first, sit down and drink a glass of water, and then we can talk slowly."

Under the warm greeting of the village chief, a group of people walked in.

Although the appearance of the bungalow is inconspicuous, the interior space is relatively spacious and there is a place for entertaining guests. After arriving at the living room, Fang Yuan suddenly stopped and his eyes fell directly on the wall of the living room.

The furnishings in the living room are relatively simple, with a national flag hanging on the front wall and a hammer and sickle logo. On the side walls, there are photos. These photos are large and small, some are black and white, and some are color.

Among them, the one that attracted Fang Yuan's attention the most was a larger photo. This photo was in black and white. Judging from the yellowish and dull color, it was obviously several years old. However, the photo was well preserved and the image was relatively clear.

Make it clear at a glance.

Fang Yuan looked carefully and saw that the scene in the photo was a scene of villagers working. All the men, women and children in the village went into battle. The young and strong men and women carried hoes and shovels, clearing wasteland on the hills near the village, and flattened the hills one by one, turning them into

Pieces of fertile farmland.

The person who took the photo was very good, and he fixed the scene at noon. The photo just showed the scene of young men and women sweating profusely, the elderly and children delivering water and food, helping to pull weeds and collect firewood. Although the land reclamation work is hard and tiring, but from these people

You can tell by the cheerful smiles on their faces that no matter how hard or tiring they are, they still enjoy it and enjoy it.

"When was this photo taken?" Fang Yuan suddenly asked, but the village chief and others were surprised.

"Mr. Gu, who is this?" The village chief glanced at Gu Chang with a hesitant expression on his face.

"This is my advisor."

At this time, Gu Chang followed suit and said with a smile: "During the inspection of the real estate, he discovered some problems, so he suggested that I come over and ask you about it."

"Ah, hello, consultant." The village chief greeted him quickly, feeling a little worried. He was wondering if this consultant was here to cause trouble? Even if a problem was discovered, what does the problem of the real estate have to do with the village?

The village chief kept muttering in his heart. After all, in his opinion, the village had sold the land. No matter what problems happened with those lands, the village was not responsible and could not be blamed on them.

Fang Yuan had no time to pay attention to the village chief's thoughts, but asked again: "When was this photo taken? The venue in it should be around the real estate, right?"

"What?" The village chief came over, squinted his eyes, took a look, and immediately nodded: "Yes, it's near the building. This seems to be a photo from the 1950s and 1960s, when everyone responded to the country's call to open up wasteland

Create land, rely on one's own efforts, use the spirit of the Foolish Old Man to move mountains, and turn mountains into fertile farmland..."

"The flat mountains are fields..." Fang Yuan thought thoughtfully and asked, "Do you still have photos from that time?"

"This..." The village chief was stunned for a moment, with a somewhat hesitant expression. He didn't know the matter clearly and it was difficult to answer. However, his reaction was not slow and he immediately turned to look at an older man: "Old Wang

, Do you still have photos from that time?”

"There should be." Lao Wang said uncertainly, "But I have to look for it."

"Then you go find it quickly." The village chief was very discerning and gave orders without Fang Yuan opening his mouth. When Lao Wang ran out to rummage through the boxes, the village chief quickly invited Gu Chang and others to sit down, and then started cooking.

Water to make tea.

At the right time, Yang Shijin asked in a low voice: "Mr. Fang, have you discovered anything?"

"I gained a little." Fang Yuan replied softly, and then said: "Village chief, can I ask you a presumptuous question?"

"You ask, you ask." The village chief took action himself, grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the pot, then turned around and said with a smile: "As long as I know, I will not hide it."

"I heard that Qixing Village is a thousand-year-old village. Has it never changed its name?" Fang Yuan asked: "The other thing is that the name of Qixing Village has any meaning."

"What does the name of the village mean?" The village chief was stunned again, not understanding why Fang Yuan kept asking some incomprehensible questions.

"Village Chief, I'm not just curious. In fact, this matter is quite important." Fang Yuan smiled and said: "Maybe you don't know, Mr. Gu plans to name the building Big Dipper, so when we publicize and advertise to the outside world,

We also need some materials. After much thought, we felt that Qixing Village is a thousand-year-old village, and maybe we can do some articles in this regard."

"Advertising and making articles?" The village chief's eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately thought of political achievements, and his heart became hot.

"That's right." Gu Chang nodded in agreement, waved his hand, and said boldly: "Not only will we advertise in the county, but we will also publicize it throughout the city to let everyone know about the existence of this real estate."

"Very good."

The big boss has already spoken, and the village chief naturally has no doubts at all. His eyes are full of excitement and excitement: "I mean, consultant, you are definitely looking for the right thing when you come to our village to find materials. Our village has been going on for thousands of years.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, and the genealogy has long been registered in the cultural units of the provincial capital. In addition, some more traditional folk customs have been retained..."

"village head."

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to signal, interrupting the village chief's eloquence, with a polite smile: "We'll talk about traditional folk customs later. In fact, we are more interested in the thousand-year-old tree in the village, but this tree doesn't seem to matter.

Withered and dead.”

"Uh..." The village chief shook his head subconsciously: "It's not dead, not dead... it's just withered. Maybe it can survive. Yes, it can definitely survive. Spring comes out of dead trees."

"Really?" Fang Yuan smiled, not intending to reveal it, because at this time, Lao Wang had already rushed back happily, holding a thick stack of photos in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's still there." Lao Wang said with a smile, "I looked under the box and found it right away."

"Let me see……"

Fang Yuan quickly took the photos and looked at them one by one. Like the photos hanging on the wall, these photos were also black and white. The color was not only yellow, but also had some traces of mold. Due to improper storage, the images in some photos were

It became very blurry and it was hard to see what was being photographed.

Of course, overall, some photos are still very clear and obvious, enough to restore the village's appearance back then. Fang Yuan flipped through a few photos, suddenly stopped, and was a little surprised: "Lake, at that time, was there a lake near the village?"

"What lake?" Gu Chang and Yang Shijin were a little curious and quickly looked closer. They saw that the image in the photo in Fang Yuan's hand was also the scene of men, women, old and young in the village clearing wasteland. However, due to the different shooting angles, they could just see a clear and clear lake below the hillside.

Lake. A ray of setting sun shines slantingly, the surface of the lake is sparkling, and water birds are flying in the air. It is very elegant.

Since there are figures for comparison, everyone can also judge that the area of ​​​​this lake is not small, but everyone has just been observing outside for a long time, but they can't see any lakes near the village?

"This lake?"
Chapter completed!