It takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones. The injury is at the key point and can only be nourished slowly, so that the summer vacation is over.
The day before the school started, Ji Shenyu went to Ding Yanshou to ask for leave from the teacher. It took him half an hour to walk from the bedroom to the study in the front yard. His steps were smaller than that of the old lady with bound feet. Although he was in less pain, he was still limited in getting out of bed and moving around.
The study room was cluttered, jade books, ink and paint, all arranged in a disorderly manner. Ding Yanshou sat behind the desk, only the top of his head was exposed, and the rest was blocked by a piece of jade.
"Master?" Ji Shenyu shouted, "Are you busy?"
Ding Yanshou said, "No matter how busy you are, you have to hear what your apprentice has to do. Besides, he is not that busy."
Ji Shenyu temporarily forgot the pain, with a happy face on his face, and spent a long time walking to Ding Yanshou's side. Only then did he see the piece of material clearly, the dark green jasper, the regular square, the mountain and the pine and cypress just one third completed.
He asked, "Master, do interstitials?"
Ding Yanshou nodded: "How are you feeling these two days? If you don't do it with me, it will save you from being bored."
Ji Shenyu immediately rolled up his sleeves, wiped his hand and picked up the pen, quietly memorizing the sample drawings. When I raised my pen to draw, I remembered the purpose and said, "Master, I'm here to ask you to ask for leave."
Ding Yanshou put down his pen and picked up the phone: "I said you want to get hurt, please ask for a week first?"
Ji Shenyu said urgently: "No! Whoever is good will get hurt there, teacher is thinking about what to do..."
Ding Yanshou looked at him: "Master's master has educated Master since he was a child, and he cannot lie."
This tongue twister confused Ji Shenyu. When he realized that Ding Yanshou had already dialed the number, he hurriedly grabbed the phone and hung up, saying, "I'd better find someone else to invite you. There are so many people in the Ding family. I think it's just you. Don't lie."
Ding Yanshou told him to choke, and then painted without saying a word, just like a sullen old urchin. Standing next to him, he painted the distant mountains and clouds, and painted the pine needles on the tall branches, which are dense and dense. Ding Yanshou looked up and couldn't help but say, "Drawing well, I learned ten percent from Fang Xu."
Ji Shenyu said modestly, "Senior brother can draw more finely, but I'm not as good as him."
Ding Yanshou breathed out his nostrils: "Don't mention him, this line of art is very demanding. I let him learn early, and I sent him abroad for further studies. Who knows that he's bad money outside, and he'll report to other majors."
Only then did Ji Shenyu know that Ding Hanbai had studied abroad, and asked, "What did Brother Shi learn?"
"What's that called... Business Administration!" Ding Yanshou was so angry that he tapped the pen with his pen, "On the three Jade Sales Departments who should study business administration, he thought he opened a jade department store!"
Ding Hanbai sneezed frequently at the Cultural Relics Bureau, guessing that someone scolded him behind his back. He didn't care, he took out the rose seal from the Bao Jin small box, dipped it in red mud, and dropped it on the white paper to form a thin gold "Ding Han White Seal".
So he was very enthusiastic this day. He finished the preparation of the cultural relics review report and stamped it; wrote an application for permission to enter and exit a certain batch of cultural relics, stamped it; real-name letter, stamped.
Several copies of the cinnabar red seal were made in a row, and it was still to be admired after it was made. After it was sent to the director's office, it was relaxed, and she was waiting for the approval and signature. After waiting for a day, Ding Hanbai secretly scolded Zhang Yin for being inefficient, and it would take a few more days to deal with it.
Until five minutes before leaving get off work, Zhang Yin finally showed his face: "Ding Hanbai, come in for me."
Ding Hanbai was often called into the office by the teacher when he was studying. He didn't expect that it would be the same for work. He went in and closed the door and asked, "Director Zhang, do you have anything to do with me?"
On the table are the documents. Zhang Yin said, "What seal did you stamp? Do you think you are the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau? Take it back and reprint it, and sign it honestly."
Ding Hanbai didn't give up: "Then do you think this chapter is good?"
Zhang Yin was inexplicable: "Isn't it a thin gold body? Could it be that Song Huizong came alive and wrote it for you? It delayed me from get off work."
This matter didn't affect Ding Hanbai's good mood. He went home with his bag and swayed slowly on his bicycle. In September, summer goes to autumn, and after a few days of autumn, the tiger will cool down.
He took a shower first when he got home, and when he passed the next door, he saw that the door was open, but there was no one in the room.
Ji Shenyu and Ding Yanshou worked together to complete the jasper screen, and the merit was complete, but the injury started to hurt again. After returning to the room, he locked the door, twisted a damp towel to get ready to scrub, took off his shoes and went to bed, lifted his shirt, unbuttoned his trousers and took off a little, his movements light and light.
When Ding Hanbai came back from the shower, he was stunned when he climbed the steps. Why was the door locked? Pacing out the window, just stretched out his index finger and pushed open a small slit, trying to see if anyone was there.
How absurd, can no one lock the door
But by the time he reacted, it was already too late, the light and shadow inside were chaotic, the young man was lying on his side, a white jade neck was lowered, and the soft shirt was draped around his waist. I don't know where the light poured on it, a light gold, thinking about interesting places, like a piece of gold rope wrapped around the waist, and the exposed little dome is in the dark.
The index finger retracted, the gap gradually closed, Ding Hanbai stood outside the window, swallowing saliva, and sweating hot.
He just stood like that, standing and standing, wondering, what is there to see no evil? Isn't it right and proper to care about the sick? He also wanted to see clearly.
With a creak, the window was completely opened by Ding Hanbai, Ji Shenyu leaned on the head of the bed and looked out, already dressed. Ding Hanbai jumped into the house against the window sill, closed the window, walked around the bed and asked condescendingly, "Why are you locking the door?"
Ji Shenyu answered honestly: "Look at the important places."
Ding Hanbai simply sat down, looked at each other, and rested in bed for so many days. Looking at him, he raised his hand and squeezed Ji Shenyu's shoulder, making sure that there was no meat out of sight.
Just those two buttocks... they are quite round.
Ji Shenyu made Ding Hanbai feel uncomfortable, straightened up, and shrank his arm into half, and he could clearly see the tips of Ding Hanbai's wet hair. He asked, "Brother Shi, school starts tomorrow, can you ask the teacher for leave for me?"
Ding Hanbai said, "You can go to the ground, but you can't go to school?"
Ji Shenyu explained: "It's too slow, it won't be long, and my classmates know what to do."
Ding Hanbai nodded: "Then let me take a look."
The doors and windows were closed tightly, no wind came in, and Ji Shenyu's thoughts stopped flowing with the air. have a look? Does he think there is something wrong with Ding Hanbai? What to see? But Ding Hanbai's expression was serious, and he didn't look like he was joking. Could it be true
"I don't know the real situation, I'll ask for a few days off? How can I make it up with the teacher?"
"Makes sense..."
Ding Han looked at Ji Shenyu and stretched out his hand, grabbed his shirt and tugged it, motioning him to come closer. He moved forward an inch, trapped Ji Shenyu between himself and the head of the bed, lowered his head and waited.
Ji Shenyu lifted up his shirt, revealing a small belly first, then unbuttoned his trousers, only a little. Ding Hanbai threatened to look at it, but at this time he felt that he was more perverted than a hooligan, he took a quick glance, looked away and pretended to be a gentleman.
Unexpectedly, Ji Shenyu asked: "...Am I old?"
Ding Hanbai faintly collapsed: "Big fart."
The two stopped talking, the room was still quieter than the hospital mortuary, Ji Shenyu lowered his head and licked the golden ink on his fingertips. Ding Hanbai finally turned his face to look at him and asked what he was sticking with.
He replied, "Carve jasper with Master to insert the screen, fill in the gold and engrave." After answering, he remembered, "Hurry up and call the teacher."
Ding Hanbai picked up the phone from the bedside, and as soon as he dialed out, Ji Shenyu came over, for fear that he would talk nonsense. After being connected, he said bluntly: "Hello Mr. Du, I'm Ji Shenyu's eldest brother. He has had chickenpox in the past two days. I'm afraid he won't be able to go to school tomorrow, so he needs to take a week off."
After the call, Ji Shenyu was very satisfied: "Thank you, brother."
After the fight, thank you, and become a mortuary again.
Ding Hanbai sat beside him for a long time, feeling annoyed, what is this for? waste time. He got up and left without saying a word. It wasn't enough to leave this bedroom, so he simply went to the front yard to watch the Jasper screen.
Ji Shenyu stayed alone in the room, lay down and played with the bell.
The family was finally at peace for a while, in fact, it was only a week, but Ding Yanshou was very angry on the weekends early in the morning. There is nothing else, but there are two less bottles of Maotai in his collection.
Everyone is there, except Ding Hanbai, the murderer doesn't need to be investigated.
After the crowd dispersed, only the family of three remained. Jiang Shuliu comforted him, "Maybe he's giving gifts to the leader again, isn't he going to be the team leader?"
Ding Yanshou squeezed the remote control and made a rattling sound: "If he won't be able to succeed, do I have to give away all of my bottles?"
Ji Shenyu leaned against the armrest and did not speak. There were comedy movies on TV, and it was painful for him to hold back his laughter. Jiang Shuliu was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed his mind: "Could it be that they were in a relationship and went to honor their old husband with wine?"
Ding Yanshou immediately said, "Then he's not stupid, I'll ask the old businessman later."
Maybe it was because he held back his laughter for too long, or because the movie wasn't funny at the moment, Ji Shenyu didn't want to watch TV again, and asked, "Master, Master, Master has a girlfriend?"
Ding Yanshou said: "Maybe, he didn't tell me, but Er and Keyu both have them. Maybe Er Tingen is also talking at school. What about you, do you have any favorite female classmates at school?"
The words turned so fast that Ji Shenyu was caught off guard, stuck looking at the second old man, speechless.
They talked happily behind their backs, and Ding Hanbai had already arrived at Zhang Sinian's door with Maotai. I had planned to come for a long time, but I kept delaying, and I don't know if the old man was angry or not, and whether he would make things difficult for him.
Ding Hanbai entered the hospital: "Uncle Zhang?"
Zhang Sinian opened the curtain: "What did you call me?"
Ding Hanbai considered: "Uncle Zhang?"
Zhang Sinian glared at people: "I see you as a fool!"
Ding Hanbai's temper almost came up, could it be that he called him big brother? Anyway, let's bake some oil first. Swallowing it in one breath, he stepped forward and handed Maotai, who knew that Zhang Sinian took it and threw it hard, and the liquor splashed all over the courtyard.
"I miss these two bottles of broken wine?!"
Ding Hanbai had the impression that Zhang Sinian drank when he was eating, which meant he liked wine. He broke down the house and collected junk, but he didn't like the authentic Maotai. He looked directly at the other party, looked straight into the blind eyes, and asked, "What do you want to drink? I'll get it."
Zhang Sinian said, "I'm not your father."
Ding Hanbai said, "You don't look like you have a son. If you were my father, I wouldn't let you live like this."
He didn't speak fast, and he looked into the changes in the other person's expressions. This person was too strange. He was familiar and oily when he was a child, and he was obviously a connoisseur with a room full of mixed antiques. But this is not something that can be learned by reading and studying. To identify the true and false, you must first come into contact with the true. One is not enough, the more the better.
So Zhang Sinian wouldn't just be a waste collector, or in other words, he wouldn't have been a waste collector in the past.
After a long period of silence, Zhang Sinian asked, "How do you want me to live? Drinking Moutai?"
Ding Hanbai said, "It doesn't matter what you drink, the point is that someone will drink with you when you're bored." He stepped forward, "You hired me for the first time because I recognized that the celadon vase was fake and that the Baishou pattern vase was a fake one. The fake, brother glaze small incense burner is fake, right?"
Seeing the other party's acquiescence, he continued: "You asked me to choose one, you still want to try me, right?"
This time, without waiting for Zhang Sinian's reaction, he asked: "If I pick out the truth, what are you going to do?"
Zhang Sinian replied, "At your age, recognizing a celadon vase and a small incense burner can be interpreted as high talent and experience, but it is impossible to recognize a bottle with a hundred years of life. Do you have a master?"
Ding Hanbai said frankly: "My master is my father. He teaches jade carving. I will recognize jade wood at a few years old. I like antiques secretly. Lie to you."
There was no light in the room, it was dark and dark, Zhang Sinian asked him to go in and pick, but he didn't say anything. He was finally able to take a closer look at the objects in the room, the real, the fake, the fake, the real and the fake... dazzled, unable to move.
Ding Hanbai came out and put a white jade pen with dragon pattern on it. It was not big, but he felt heavy.
He still asked, what is true and what is false.
Zhang Sinian said: "It really means that I read it right, you are a piece of material, and I will teach you when you are my teacher. False, but you are willing to drink with me, I am moved, and I will teach you when I am a teacher. "
He wasn't sure that Ding Hanbai would be willing to apprentice, but if he didn't want to, forget it.
The ground was sprinkled with wine, but Ding Hanbai was a little drunk. He had to be responsible for Yupinji in his life and had no choice, so he always liked it quietly. But why did God give him this chance? Makes him in a dilemma.
The pen was covered by him from cold to hot, and the jug of wine was hot in his heart, and it slowly boiled, boiling little by little.
Life can't be lived in vain, don't do earth-shattering things, but you can't regret it when you get old. He stepped on the dregs of the wine bottle, received this reward due to fate, and said solemnly: "Master, I will accompany you to drink in the future."
After leaving Chongshui District, Ding Hanbai was still stunned when he got home, and when he saw Ding Yanshou was no longer stunned, he began to feel guilty.
Ding Yanshou grinned: "The thief of Maotai is back, and it's hard to guard against thieves day and night. Who did you give the wine to? Do you think I don't know?"
Ding Hanbai was shocked, his father knew? exposed
"Did you give it to Minru's father?" Ding Yanshou said, "I said before that you don't like people. I think you have thick skin since you were a child. Now you know that you are shy to hide from us."
What's the matter... Ding Hanbai nodded dizzily, he didn't know that he had another master outside anyway. Back in the small courtyard, Ji Shenyu and Jiang Tingen were actually playing poker, and they each kept a bag of crystals as chips.
Ji Shenyu saw the savior: "Senior brother, I'm about to lose this bag!"
Ding Hanbai was not interested: "What's the matter with me, the little bird doesn't hurt anymore?"
After losing a bag of crystals, Ji Shenyu walked out of the study window, Ding Hanbai leaned against the back of the chair and relaxed, rubbing the rose seal. He crouched on the windowsill and asked, "Brother Shi, was the sister you met at the museum that time your girlfriend?"
Ding Hanbai snorted and didn't know whether to admit or deny, and wiped it clean before saying, "I have known each other since I was a child, and both families have known each other. They all said that they have been together if they were not of the right age for marriage. They joked that more parents would pay attention. "
Ji Shenyu asked, "You don't like each other?"
Ding Hanbai said, "I haven't met someone I like yet. Who knows when that person will appear? But I can't keep appearing. I'll wait until thirty or forty? If love doesn't come, I'm too lazy to wait."
Ji Shenyu's emotional outlook is very hazy. He is an illegitimate child, and Ji Fangxu didn't start well. Now, after listening to Ding Hanbai's words, it's even more unclear. I just don’t think about it anymore and ask something else: “Is the seal easy to use?”
Ding Hanbai picked up the rice paper on the table and walked to the window: "It's easy to use, I've been covering a lot of things recently."
There were two lines of cursive written on the rice paper, which was actually Tagore's poem, and the calligraphy was accompanied by foreign poems. The rice paper was spread out on the windowsill, and Ding Hanbai dropped the rose seal and printed his name.
All is well, but accidents always happen when all is well.
The warm red and white roses were clustered together, and there were countless overlapping, red, white, blooming or waiting. A side branch escaped, smaller than the pine needles painted by Ji Shenyu, and it snapped when Ding Hanbai held it tightly.
The remaining half of the twigs became rose thorns.
The accident came too fast, Ding Hanbai was stunned, Ji Shenyu reacted before him, and took the seal back. He spared the Bai Xuan and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ji Shenyu said, "I will take it back, I will not give it away."
Ding Hanbai was shocked: "You still bring something like this?!"
A small broken flower lay on the paper, the flower was not as thick as the tip of a chopstick, Ji Shenyu picked it up and wondered how to fix it. If it is too thin, it will not stick to the stick. At most, it will be wrapped with thin thread, which will become a defective product no matter what.
Ding Hanbai stretched out his big hand and threatened to repair it himself and let him return it.
He said disappointedly: "You didn't like it at first. If you can't fix it, it will be thorny, and if it is repaired, it will have flaws. You will only dislike it more and more. It's better to forget it."
Ding Hanbai suddenly remembered that he said he liked cloves.
During this time, Ji Shenyu left with the rose seal in his hands.
what is this? He literally picked up a clove and smashed himself in the foot!