Han Songlin was thinking about what had happened earlier the whole way out of the temple. Had he really seen it, or had he just been imagining things?
Liu Yuyan, on the other hand, hadn't noticed anything unusual about Han Songlin. 'Honey, is this a Buddha statue too?'
Han Songlin suppressed the thoughts in his mind and looked at the small temple in front of him. Inside was just a statue of a god, holding a pestle and sword, wearing the armour of a military commander, from the Ming Dynasty.
There was a heavenly eye on his forehead!
And there was a small dog by his side!
"This is Erlangshen!'
When he was a child, Han Songlin had come here and really hadn't recognised this as Erlangshen.
Then after hearing a discussion among his classmates, the teacher told them that this was Erlangshen.
A Taoist god in a Buddhist temple!
The fusion of Buddhism and Taoism is already a common occurrence in traditional Chinese culture.
Or perhaps it should be the fusion of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, which together form the entire classical Chinese culture.
Modern Chinese culture is based on classical Chinese culture, and has absorbed a great deal of Western philosophical and social thought.
Chinese culture has always been eclectic and innovative.
'So Erlangshen is just like Monkey King, able to change into 72 different forms?'
Han Songlin's mouth twitched. This question should never have been asked by Liu Yuyan!
Very childish!
"Yes!'
Liu Yuyan asked curiously, 'Who is more powerful, Erlangshen or Sun Wukong?'
'Well, theoretically, it should be Erlangshen!'
'Then why hasn't Erlangshen ever fought Sun Wukong?'
'He probably let him win on purpose!'
After leaving the temple, Han Songlin drove Liu Yuyan home.
Yang Xiufang had already picked up Han Ting from kindergarten.
As for Han Yingzi, she was naturally at home as well.
Now Han Yingzi was basically being placed in Han Songlin's care, as Han Songcai and the others were relatively busy and did not have time to take care of Han Yingzi.
With Zhang Suyun around, there was no need to worry.
The two little ones, Han Ting and Han Yingzi, were sitting in the living room, with a blanket under them and quite a few toys in front of them.
'Songlin, Deng Yingxiu called earlier and said to give him a call when you get back!'
Han Songlin was slightly taken aback. In recent times, he had not had much contact with Deng Yingxiu.
It was Liu Yuyan in the music room, and Han Bairong often came over to pick up things and visit her.
Han Bairong played the role of the eldest sister in the Han family, and when someone in the family had something going on, she would come over to visit.
She looked at Liu Yuyan with a searching gaze, her meaning clear: she was asking if she knew anything!
Liu Yuyan shook her head slightly, as she really hadn't heard Han Birong mention anything.
Han Songlin sat on the leather sofa. This was the trend right now, not like the future, where fabric sofas are popular and leather ones are not.
From inside the cabinet, he took out a phone book. Paper phone books are considered a feature of modern society.
Han Songlin found Deng Yingxiu's phone number in the phone book and dialed it.
'Hello, who's there?'
'It's me, Han Songlin, Bi-rong. Did Brother Deng call earlier?'
Han Bi-rong: 'Yes, he said he wanted to talk to you about something. I'll put him on the phone.'
'Great!' As soon as Han Songlin had finished speaking, he heard Deng Yingxiu's voice come through the phone: 'Deng, come and answer the phone, Songlin's calling.'
'Hello, Songlin!'
'Well, Deng Ge, you're looking for me?'
Deng Yingshou waved his hand at Han Bairong, indicating that he wanted to talk to Han Songlin about something.
Han Bairong pursed her lips and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
'In that case, are you free tomorrow at noon?'
Han Songlin changed to a more comfortable position. From the sound of it, there really was something up!
'I'm free!'
No matter what he was thinking, Han Songlin didn't say anything to point it out directly.
Just go along with it.
'Then let's have dinner together tomorrow and I'll introduce you to someone.'
Frowning, Han Songlin hesitated, 'Deng Ge, who is this person you're talking about?'
The word "Deng Ge" was Han Songlin's way of reminding Deng Yingxiu that he was addressing his elder brother.
'The president of CCB!'
CCB?
Is there a CCB in Yuechi?
In Han Songlin's impression, there was never a CCB branch in Yuechi.
It wasn't until 2020 that Han Songlin saw a post on the online Yuechi forum saying that CCB was going to set up a new branch in Yuechi.
However, Han Songlin didn't see it and didn't know if it was true.
'The president of Yuechi CCB?'
'Yes!'
'Deng, you tell me first, what's going on? Me and the president of CCB, we don't have any connections, do we?'
Han Songlin's bank account for his preserved meat business was not opened at CCB, but at ICBC, the Universal Bank.
There was no choice, because ICBC is just so strong and its services are better than those of other banks.
Although in the future, Han Songlin would not be using an ICBC card.
But impressions are really hard to change.
'I don't know either, he came to me and asked me to have dinner with you!'
That's interesting!
He wants to have dinner with me, but he's not asking me to treat him.
Han Songlin was curious as to why.
Are you going?
Of course I'm going!
'Brother Deng, let's meet at the Little Hoe Restaurant tomorrow at noon!'
'Sure, I'll let him know!'
'Great, Brother Deng, let's go fishing that day!' Han Songlin knew that Deng Yingxiu liked to go fishing.
Deng Yingxiu: 'Is that okay? Can we go this weekend?'
'Well, I'm free anytime this weekend.'
'Okay, then the weekend!'
After hanging up the phone, Deng Yingxiu shouted into the kitchen, 'Han Birong, give me some money!'
'What for?'
'Songlin wants to go fishing, so I have to buy a fishing rod!' Deng Yingxiu seemed very righteous. It wasn't that he wanted to go fishing, it was Han Songlin who called.
Han Birong: 'Why buy a fishing rod? Go back to the village and chop a mottled bamboo pole for fishing. Buy it, and you'll only fish once, so it's not a waste of money.'
That's a good point!
Deng Yingxiu: 'You can go fishing again in the future!'
Han Songlin, however, was unaware of what had happened in the Deng family. In his memory, Deng Yingxiu often went fishing in the village's reservoir.
If he caught anything, he would just pay for it; if he didn't catch anything, the person who managed the reservoir wouldn't charge him.
Han Songlin put down the phone and wondered why the head of the Jianxing Bank had wanted to see him.
To Han Songlin, the branch manager, head of the branch, and so on were just ordinary people; in the future, after having more contact with them, he wouldn't think that they were so amazing.
Why did ancient emperors want to maintain a sense of mystery?
It was because, after having more contact with them, they would discover that they were all ordinary people.
What's so amazing about them.
If it were the provincial bank, Han Songlin might look at it a little more highly, after all, people who can get to this level are not simple.
'Liu Yuyan, have you heard anything about Yuechi Construction Bank?'
Liu Yuyan asked doubtfully, 'Yuechi Construction Bank? I don't know!'
She really hadn't paid attention to that.
Yang Xiufang was cutting vegetables in the kitchen and, upon hearing Han Songlin's words, she just added, 'Construction Bank, Construction Bank said it lost tens of millions of dollars!'
Han Songlin asked in surprise, 'Mom, how do you know?'
'I heard them talking downstairs.'
Wait!
'Isn't it the Leshui Distillery?'
'It seems so!'
Han Songlin felt that the connection was suddenly made.
Why, in the next 20 to 30 years, there will be no CCB in Yuchi.
Anyway, losing tens of millions of yuan seems a bit exaggerated.