Without thinking for long, Zhang Jianguo resolutely agreed to Zhang Kun's suggestion, but soon, problems arose.

"But, where will you move?" Zhang Jianguo looked at Zhang Kun and asked.

Zhang Kun did not answer, but looked at He Qiulan: "Does the old lady remember Mr. Zhang's birth date?"

He Qiulan nodded: "Noon on the tenth day of the second month of the year of Xinsi."

Xin... in the year of Xin Si?

What year is this?

Forget it, whatever you want.

Zhang Kun coughed lightly, calculated his fingers as if he was looking, then nodded thoughtfully and pointed to the southeast: "Mr. Zhang, the old man's Ji Xiang is here, but the specific location needs to be found bit by bit. Can you drive me to see?"

Zhang Jianguo nodded: "Of course, I'm just trouble Master Changshen."

After saying that, Zhang Jianguo packed up the offerings in front of the grave, and then the three of them went down to the Zhang family's grave mountain. During this period, He Qiulan hugged the little fox and spoke for a while, as if she wanted the little fox to leave with her.

It took so long since I saw you, and I suffered such a big piece of wound on my body, and the old lady felt so distressed.

However, the little fox naturally did not leave.

After He Qiulan finished speaking, the little fox jumped out of the old lady's arms, jumped onto Zhang Yuande's tomb, and lay quietly.

Seeing this, He Qiulan sighed lightly, but said nothing, and left with Zhang Kun.

After getting off Zhangjiafenshan, Zhang Jianguo drove forward, while Zhang Kun sat in the passenger seat, kept pinching his fingers with his right hand and then pointed the way, while the old lady sat quietly in the back row.

The car went around and around, and about half an hour later, the car and his group came to a huge reservoir.

"Stop." Zhang Kun suddenly stopped.

Zhang Jianguo stepped on the brakes suddenly. After the car stopped, Zhang Kun got out of the car, glanced around, and kept pinching his fingers in his hand, then got off the road and walked towards the reservoir.

At this time, Zhang Jianguo and He Qiulan also followed him down.

Looking at the huge reservoir in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in Zhang Jianguo's eyes: "This is not..."

Zhang Jianguo glanced at He Qiulan next to him, and when he saw Zhang Jianguo's gaze, He Qiulan nodded slightly.

Zhang Jianguo knew it, and then the two followed Zhang Kun all the way and slowly came to the lakeside.

The two watched Zhang Kun observe on the shore for a while, and then kept calculating something. After a while, they saw "Master Changshen" nodded with satisfaction.

After the acting, Zhang Kun waved to Zhang Jianguo and He Qiulan who were standing far away.

"Mr. Zhang, old lady, let me forget it. This is the best Feng Shui location for Mr. Zhang. If Mr. Zhang can move his grave here, it will not be said that he will make his descendants rich and noble, but he will be safe and healthy, he will not be able to escape." Zhang Kun said so.

After listening to Zhang Kun's words, Zhang Jianguo hesitated a little: "But, Master Changshen, this is..."

Before Zhang Jianguo finished speaking, he seemed a little hesitant inside and outside. Zhang Kun was stunned: "What's wrong, Mr. Zhang, is there any problem here?"

"Master Changshen doesn't know that this is the place where my father worked during his lifetime." Zhang Jianguo Dao.

Why is this problem?

This place was chosen by Zhang Yuande himself, and after deciding to move the grave, he decided to do this place. Zhang Kun naturally knew that this place was where Zhang Yuande had worked, but more importantly, this was where he met a fish thief.

Zhang Yuande chose this place, not only to commemorate the reason why he met the fish thief, but more so, since he met the fish thief here, he must be the previous home of the fish thief.

I chose the new grave here. I think that since fish thieves could live here in the past, there should be no problem with living after moving here.

Moreover, it is close to the water, and there are not many fish in the water, and fish thieves can tell by the name that they are not inferior to fishing. I think no matter what, no matter how, food will definitely not be lacking.

So, Zhang Kun smiled slightly when Zhang Jianguo seemed a little confused: "So that's it. No wonder I think I'm so destined to be Mr. Zhang. Did Mr. Zhang like to work here very much during his lifetime?"

In response to this, Zhang Jianguo nodded affirmatively: "Well, my father really likes this job. His father likes quietness and not moving during his lifetime, and likes nature. He is a reservoir manager here. The environment is quiet and the natural scenery is good. Even if he has no job on weekdays, he likes to bring us here to play."

"To be a joke, my father spent more time here than at home." Zhang Jianguo said with a wry smile.

"So, since the old man liked this place very much during his lifetime, then burying him here, I believe that if the old man knows it underground, he should also like it very much, right?" Zhang Kun said with a smile.

"But the problem is that this is a drinking reservoir. If you want to bury your father here, the Water Resources Bureau will definitely not agree." Zhang Jianguo spread his hands and said with a wry smile.

Well? There is still this question? Zhang Kun frowned slightly.

This is indeed a problem, and I haven't considered this before.

Forget it, it really doesn't work. Please trouble Uncle Zhao again.

However, Zhang Jianguo looked at Zhang Kun's frowning slightly, but he gritted his teeth suddenly: "Forget it, I'll try it out, there's always a way."

That being said, but Zhang Jianguo didn't think about how to try it out.

At this time, He Qiulan, who was standing beside him, suddenly said: "Jianguo, I can go and try Director Wang of the Water Conservancy Bureau. Your father has worked in the Water Conservancy Bureau for so many years. Although he is not good at it and has always been a small civil servant, he is actually a group of water conservancy bureaus with Director Wang. The two have a good relationship."

"Also, in the past, your dad happened to help Director Wang with some help. I'll go to him and talk to him, maybe it's OK."

"We don't want the land of the Water Conservancy Bureau for nothing, we will buy it with the money."

Hearing that his father still had this relationship, Zhang Jianguo was slightly stunned. He really didn't know about it, and his father never said it at home.

However, if this is the case, it will be easy.

In short, since this piece of land is really good for my father, no matter what the price I pay, I have to take it down.

After the decision, Zhang Jianguo looked at Zhang Kun again: "Then do it like this, Master Changshen, let's do the local affairs. Look, the time to move the graves, what are the good days in the near future?"

Zhang Kun calculated with his fingers: "The good day will be in two days."

He has been out for three days, and he will have to go back for one or two days at most. He really can't afford to wait, so the faster the better.

"good."

At that moment, the three of them took a bus back to Xin'an.

That night, He Qiulan took Zhang Jianguo and the others to Director Wang's house of the Water Resources Bureau, and finally obtained Director Wang's consent.

In the words of Director Wang, Comrade Zhang Yuande has devoted his entire life to the water conservancy system, not only to make contributions but also to hard work. Now that Comrade Zhang Yuande needs help in his funeral after his death, the bureau naturally has the responsibility to do so.

The Water Resources Bureau set a piece of land next to the reservoir at an extremely low price to use it as a place for Zhang Yuande to bury.

However, the only point is that the burial site must be fifty meters away from the shore.

Things went smoothly, including Zhang Yuande’s previous relationship with Director Wang, Zhang Yuande’s help, and of course, or the identity of Zhang Jianguo’s municipal party committee office.
Chapter completed!