The old door panel was covered, and a gap was corroded in the middle, and one could see the small and dirty yard. Ji Shenyu carefully opened the door, and after entering the hospital, he smelled a sour medicine.
He looked into the room, but there was a thick layer of putty on the window, which it probably hadn't wiped in years. The door of the house was tightly closed, and the Spring Festival couplets on both sides were tattered, which should have been posted many years ago.
"Grandpa?" he called.
"Hey!" Liang Hecheng responded from inside, his voice was not small but not full of anger, but instead, he seemed to be screaming with all his might, and his feet were sluggish after shouting. The door of the house opened, and Liang He stood in the room. It was raining, and he had already put on a thin cotton jacket.
Ji Shenyu hesitated: "I, I'll come and see you."
Liang Hecheng said, "I'm waiting for you." As he said on the day he was discharged from the hospital, I'm waiting for you.
Ji Shenyu asked, "If I don't come, won't you wait in vain?"
Liang Hecheng answered the question: "If you don't come, it means that the fate is not enough. If you come, it means that the two of us are destined."
Seeing that the rain was about to fall again, Ji Shenyu followed the other party into the house, but there was nowhere to go. A leather sofa, a carved cabinet, and antique treasures all over the floor. Dizzy and dizzy, he leaned back against the door panel, not knowing whether to focus on the white porcelain or the celadon.
Liang Hecheng smiled and said kindly: "Just these two houses, do you want to visit?"
Ji Shenyu filled her legs with lead, and she could tangle for half a minute when she took a step, for fear of knocking over something when she lifted her legs. After finally reaching the door of the inner room, he gently opened the curtain, and suddenly heaved a sour breath.
There is a large table with a pair of alum red cloud dragon pattern cups, made in Xianfeng year; half a sesame cake placed in a blue-and-white color Baxian bowl, made in Guangxu year; there is also a small lid box with plain noodles from Yue kiln, white glazed lotus Leaf brush wash, each has a doorway.
Looking down again, the windowsills on the ground, in the corners of bright places, are densely piled with antiques and utensils, colorful and varied. The sour smell came from the bedside table, Ji Shenyu approached and sniffed, and smelled a smell he was familiar with in the jar.
Liang Hecheng sat down beside the bed: "How about the Hundreds of Lives Mark bottle?"
Ji Shenyu raised her head suddenly, and finally remembered her intentions. "Grandpa, I'm here for the Baishouwen bottle." He stood back and explained the details, "The Baishouwen bottle was sold... for one hundred thousand."
He thought that Liang Hecheng would be shocked and regret it, but he knew that the other party was as stable as Mount Tai, and he nodded with satisfaction.
Ji Shenyu continued: "Actually, that Hundreds of Lives Mark bottle is a fake, do you know?"
Liang Hecheng was stunned when he heard the words, Ji Shenyu thought that the other party was really in the dark, but Liang Hecheng laughed suddenly, covered his lungs and said, "I didn't expect to be identified as genuine, I think it's just blind. may not be able to see through.”
Ji Shenyu was about to ask who was blind, when Liang Hecheng suddenly asked, "Where's the celadon vase you made?"
Ji Shenyu took off his schoolbag and took out the celadon bottle. He didn't know what he was thinking when he came, but he brought the bottle with him. Liang Hecheng took it, turned to look around, but did not comment.
The house was silent for a while, except for the sound of the rain outside.
Six fingers suddenly grasped the bottle mouth, raised it and dropped it, the celadon bottle shattered and splashed, and it was so brittle that it pierced people's ears.
Ji Shenyu looked at the porcelain slag all over the floor and was speechless in horror.
And Liang Hecheng said, "The blue-glazed elephant-ear square vase is fake, the bean-green glaze and ink-colored Baishou pattern vase is fake, and the things in the two rooms here and outside are fake."
In other words, the objects that were robbed in the alley that day were all fakes, and the Baishouwen bottle that was returned as a gift was also known to be fakes, and the antique treasures in this place were nothing real. It seems to be beyond reason, but Ji Shenyu feels it is expected. He looked at the jar on the bedside table, where the sour potion was painted on the glaze during the forgery.
He straightened up and said, "The celadon vase is also fake. I made it."
Liang Hecheng smiled: "I did all of this."
Why break the celadon bottle? Because I didn't do well enough, I wasn't qualified to stay in this broken house.
Ji Shenyu was not distressed, if he hadn't fallen, he would have been embarrassed. "Grandpa," he asked, "you are so talented, how can you live here without being cured?"
Liang Hecheng said, "The terminal illness will kill people. I'm alone. What's the point of treating it? What's the point of living a hundred years?" Seven points can't stand greed, steal my things, and ruin my reputation. I met you, you have a good heart, and you know the way, I just want to see if we have fate. "
Ji Shenyu understood everything, the old man deliberately accepted him as a disciple. He thought that Ji Fangxu had passed away, and sooner or later his craftsmanship would be abandoned, but he did not expect that a noble person would be arranged for him in the dark.
Not only the nobles, the old man was ill, and his speech and gestures were just like Ji Fangxu's last two years.
Ji Shenyu's head was hot, and he looked down at the porcelain slag that couldn't stand on the ground. For a moment, the thunder and lightning roared outside the window. He pulled the chair cushion and threw it down, and solemnly knelt down with the sound of pouring rain.
Liang Hecheng said, "You have to promise."
Ji Shenyu then promised: "I study art with devotion, serve Sasau... I will accompany you in life, old age, sickness and death, and I will be buried a hundred years later." When Ji Fang took him to his side, he was only a few years old, so he knelt down and read this series.
Liang Hecheng patted his knee: "It's time to call me."
He supported the other's knee: "—Master."
The raindrops were dense, strands fell down, and turned into a pool of sewage. Ji Shenyu did nothing else after worshipping the teacher. He held an umbrella and packed up the old things in the courtyard. He planned to buy a few pots of flowers and plants next time.
Liang He was sitting in the door, wearing a tattered jacket and smoking a pipe, completely enjoying the happiness. It's a pity that I didn't enjoy it for too long. Ji Shenyu came over and grabbed the pipe and said imposingly, "I still smoke with lung cancer, and I started quitting it today."
Liang Hecheng didn't resist, he just let it go, raised Erlang's legs and closed his eyes to rest. Ji Shenyu was exhausted after packing up inside and out, and leaned against the door frame to accompany Liang He to listen to the rain. After a while, he asked, "Master, don't you want to get to know me?"
Liang Hecheng said, "It's going to take a long time to come to Japan, so what's the hurry?"
People are all the same in virtue. The more they don't ask, the more they want to say. Ji Shenyu took the initiative to say, "My hometown is Yangzhou. When my master passed away, I came here with his old friend. I am an apprentice and an adopted son."
Liang Hecheng cheered up: "Which master did you inherit your skills from?"
"It turns out that he is both a master and a biological father." Ji Shenyu said, "But... let me be honest with you, in fact, I mainly studied not this, but jade carving."
Liang Hecheng asked, "Who is your current master?"
Ji Shenyu squatted down: "The boss of Yupinji, Ding Yanshou."
Liang Hecheng was overjoyed: "Boss Ding?!" He pointed back, "Look at that house, there are all kinds of antiques, is there no jade ornaments? The carvings are separated, and even if they are carved, they can't escape your master. The eye of the eye!"
It's okay not to mention it, it's a little uncomfortable to mention it now.
Ji Shenyu didn't feel comfortable until he left, and when he returned to Cha'er Street and saw the gate of Ding's house, the feeling of discomfort soared to the extreme. With a guilty conscience, guilt, and worry, he turned his head to worship the teacher, forgetting that he had a master, and he was still such a good master to him.
As soon as he entered the gate, Ding Yanshou happened to be standing by the pool in front of the shadow wall. He smiled when he saw him, and asked him where he went to play in the rain.
Ji Shenyu didn't dare to answer, he got under the umbrella to support Ding Yanshou's arm, and threw fish food from the opponent's hand into the water. The pond was clear and shallow, with a few red carp waving their tails. The master and apprentice were fascinated by the sight, and they only recovered when there was one more reflection on the water.
Ding Hanbai looked at them: "Feed a fish and make it look like Su Shi climbs high, what's wrong, Yupinji is going to close down again?"
Ding Yanshou pretended to be blind: "Shen Yu, let's go back to the house and watch TV."
The master and apprentice regarded Ding Hanbai as air, Ji Shenyu helped the master back to the house, and looked back at Ding Hanbai as he walked around the shadow wall. Compared with Ding Yanshou, he was more afraid of Ding Hanbai, after all, Ding Hanbai dared to challenge his father.
It's not all fear, anyway, I don't want to provoke, it's better to have less.
After dinner, Ding Hanbai concentrated on eating steamed fish, but the fish maw was only a few chopsticks, and other parts were not tender enough. When the chopsticks paused, Ji Shenyu, who was next to him, didn't eat it by himself, and put the piece he had clipped before in his bowl.
He looked sideways, Ji Shenyu smiled at him.
When drinking the soup, he didn't get a few scallops, and Ji Shenyu picked a few for him.
After eating watermelon, he pretended to be too lazy to move, and Ji Shenyu gave him a watermelon heart.
Ding Hanbai's heart trembled, he had seen it long ago, this little southern barbarian went north to be under the fence of others, but he was unwilling to be around others, and it was annoying to be arrogant. Today is really abnormal. She is more considerate than the little maid, and she is always diligent and courteous—either a traitor or a thief.
Ding Hanbai is good-natured, and if he was not raped, it is estimated that he was stolen. He lowered his voice and asked, "Did you steal my 100,000 yuan?"
Ji Shenyu was taken aback for a moment: "I don't have it, who cares about it..."
I don't think you dare, Ding Hanbai thought. In the evening when the family was watching TV, Ding Yanshou went out to lock the door, and when he came back, he suddenly shouted loudly, intending to scare the wild cats at the door.
Ji Shenyu stood up and shouted subconsciously, "It's over!"
Jiang Shuliu didn't hear it clearly, but Ding Hanbai's words were correct, and then silently observed all night, and found that Ding Yanshou's slight movement caused Ji Shenyu's eyes to panic.
When they finally got back to the small courtyard, Ji Shenyu walked in front, Ding Hanbai followed, and after entering the arch, he kicked over the lucky bamboo, and the movement made the other party tremble. Ding Hanbai asked, "What are you doing wrong?"
Ji Shenyu turned back, his face pale in the moonlight: "No, I, I thought there were mice running."
This reason is too bad, Ding Hanbai can't believe it: "What did you do today?"
Ji Shenyu is not good at lying, but will change the subject: "I dreamed that I went back to Yangzhou a few days ago. In the dream, I had my dad and you. My dad blamed me for not thinking about him.
As he spoke, he became real, and Ji Fangxu's figure appeared a few steps away. Ji Shenyu stepped back to the stone table and asked, "Master, can you give me the moon again?"
Aging for one night, but very useful.
Ding Hanbai looked at the sky: "It's raining, but there's no moon."
The former did not ask for more, the latter did not ask further, and left.
Ji Shenyu sat by the bed and read "War and Peace" for the second time, turning the pages diligently, but he didn't read anything. Not long after, someone knocked on the door, it was Jiang Caiwei with a needle and thread basket.
Jiang Caiwei said, "Shen Yu, I knitted a pair of gloves for you. Do you prefer flannel or cotton?"
Ji Shenyu was flattered: "Weaving it for me? Really?"
Jiang Caiwei was amused by his reaction: "Yes, I just learned to weave, and I'm not very good at knitting."
In the past, following Ji Fangxu, he had no worries about food and clothing, but no one cared about the subtleties. Ji Shenyu was so happy that his hands sweated when he took the ball of wool. Jiang Caiwei showed him: "Just after we knitted one, the fungus that was originally hooked felt leaking, so I removed it."
Ji Shenyu anxiously put it on his hand: "It seems to be a little big."
Jiang Caiwei smiled embarrassedly: "I should measure the size first, it's the first time to weave, it's too bad."
Ji Shenyu confirmed: "The first time you knitted, did you give it to me?"
Jiang Caiwei was attracted by the light in his eyes, and answered slowly: "...Yes, this is your home, you don't have to feel different from others at home, understand?"
Ji Shenyu nodded, and later Jiang Caiwei measured the size of his palm. He held his fingers and didn't dare to move, and his heart thumped wildly when he was touched.
The first time he touched a girl's hand, he was afraid that he would not be a gentleman. After Jiang Caiwei left, he couldn't remember worrying. He rolled on the bed and waited for winter to come soon. He wanted to put on new gloves immediately.
Jiang Caiwei returned to the front yard, and when she entered the room, she saw the candy wrapper on the table: "You finished all my chocolates?!"
Ding Hanbai recalled: "I'm afraid that you will gain weight after eating. If you are fat, it's hard to find an uncle." He lingered on the edge of Jiang Caiwei's tolerance all day, and occasionally stepped on the line to coax him back, "How is it, he looks at the mood Ok?"
Jiang Caiwei said, "I'm very happy, my eyes lit up when I told him to knit gloves for him." She slapped Ding Hanbai, "I blame you for coming here suddenly to comfort people, and I lied to others, almost revealing my secrets. ."
Ding Hanbai picked up one, the size was more suitable for him at first glance, and smiled crookedly: "Then store more cotton, don't let the southern paws get frostbite in the north."
He stayed for a while, and when he went back, the lights in all the houses were dark, and the eaves were dripping with water. When he passed Ji Shenyu's window, he could still hear the movement inside. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, he was singing a little tune, he stopped to listen for three or two sentences, but he couldn't understand the words, but raised his hands to beat the beat.
Ji Shenyu bounced off the bed, Gulu went to the window and said, "I'm still a thief who loves music."
Ding Hanbai smashed the window: "Fuck you, turn off the lights and don't sleep, humming something extravagant."
Ji Shenyu said, "My aunt has knitted gloves for me." Her tone was conspicuous, hiding her happiness that could not be ignored, "I want to give her a bracelet, can you take me to the city?"
Ding Hanbai asked, "Do I still have to lend you money?"
Ji Shenyu slammed open the window, grabbed Ding Hanbai's wrist, and laughed like he was insane. Ding Han couldn't see clearly with the white and black lights, so he only dared to get close, for fear that the person inside would jump out and fall.
As soon as his wrist was loosened, Ji Shenyu said, "I remember the size, and I will make one for you as well."
Ding Han said stubbornly: "Who cares, I only wear a watch."
The window was closed again, the voice became hazy, and the words melted into the dripping water... Then I want to send it too, Ji Shenyu said. Ding Hanbai was silent for a moment, and said "good night", which he rarely said.
A few steps back to the room, he took off the watch on his wrist.