After going to work and going to school on Monday, Ding Hanbai and Director Zhang asked for leave after arguing. He didn't say how many days he would take, but Director Zhang went to Fujian on a business trip, so he wasn't in a hurry.
I slept until the sun was up, ate breakfast and lunch together, washed clean and came out of the bedroom, and saw the two troublesome suitcases. Ding Hanbai walked slowly to the next door, Shi Potian roared in shock, "Ji Zhuzhu! Come out!"
The door was closed, Ji Shenyu appeared in the crack of the door, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color: "What are you doing?"
"What are you talking about? What does the box look like here, do you think Liulichang has a stall?" Ding Hanbai just got up, his voice was a little hoarse, "You must pack it today, or I will chop the box and nail it to the bench."
He was pushing the door with his hands, but he couldn't control his strength, and the door panel carved with vine branches and flowers slammed open completely. Ji Shenyu stood in the center for a moment, and immediately received the sunlight all over his body. It seemed that even the fine hairs on his forearms became clear.
"Senior Brother," Ji Shenyu did not hit the stone with an egg, but calmly overcame the rigidity with softness, "Once the things are packed, where is the box?"
Ding Hanbai said, "The machine room is filled with stuff."
Ji Shenyu nodded and was relieved, it wasn't about chopping wood, he had nothing to ask, and Ding Hanbai looked at each other for two seconds in silence. He knew that there was nothing in his eyes, and he also knew that Ding Hanbai's eyes were "Ouch" again.
Ding Hanbai has always been reckless and didn't bother to hide his emotions. Ji Shenyu's expressionless appearance reminded him of the sour word "face like a crown jade", and then he thought of Ji Shenyu's sparse craftsmanship, and his eyes couldn't help but contempt.
No matter how beautiful the straw bag is, it is also a straw bag.
There were not many people at noon, and there were only a few people around the round table during the meal. Ding Han didn't have much appetite during the daytime heat, so he sat on the sofa with a bowl of mung bean soup and drank slowly. "Han Bai, how many days do you plan to rest?" Ding Erhe came over after eating, picked up the remote control and turned up the volume of the TV, "Why didn't the new fifth junior brother eat?"
Ding Han Bai didn't care: "Never mind, I'm not hungry."
Ding Erhe's small voice was covered in the background of the TV: "I heard my dad say that he is not only Ji Fangxu's apprentice, but also Ji Fangxu's illegitimate son."
"Are you sure?" Ding Hanbai put down the bowl, probably understanding Ding Yanshou's approach. Ji Fangxu must have come to his father, so no matter how stupid Ji Shenyu is, since his father agreed, he will continue to work hard.
Ding Erhe added: "Look at him as a boy. He looks like pearls and jade, and his life is good. He didn't inherit his father's family business, but he came to our house to get a share of the pie."
Ding Hanbai smiled but didn't say a word, but the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows revealed his disdain. This disdain made Ding Erhe a little embarrassed and a little suffocated. After sitting for a while, he got up and left.
"Promising." Ding Hanbai said lightly, "You don't need to blow air in my ear. Whoever wants those few shops is rare, and is it worth fighting for me to snatch the last few breaths?"
He never saves face for others. He was also surprised. Yupinji has been declining again and again, why is he still afraid of outsiders coming to occupy it like a treasure? Can there be some pursuit
Ding Han Bai Yang was sleepy on the sofa, but he slept enough and was really in good spirits. The afternoon was the hottest. He was about to go back to the bedroom to turn on the air conditioner. The distance from the front yard to the small yard was hot and sweaty. As soon as he entered the arch, he was stunned by the lucky bamboo.
The seats and railings in the corridor of the north house, the stone tables and benches, the lawn and flower beds... Any flat place is full of books spread out, and there is nowhere to go. Ji Shenyu squatted in front of the box with his back facing out, took out more than a dozen books and ran down the steps, when he saw Ding Hanbai, his face was blushing and sweaty: "Master, the books are a little damp on the road, can I dry them? "
Ding Hanbai said, "What else do you ask?"
"I'll close it as soon as the sun goes down." Ji Shenyu filled the corridor in front of the south house.
Ding Hanbai became clumsy in the yard where he lived for 20 years, like a young boy entering Fireworks Alley, and like a monk with wine and meat caught by the Buddha. He spends money like water, especially the money for buying materials and books, which has never been counted, so starting from the lawn under the wall, he looks at it step by step, and the more he looks, the more itchy his heart.
Except for a few novels, almost all of Ji Shenyu's books are related to antiques, and there are many that can't be found on the market. Ding Hanbai walked to the stone table, his eyes were a little bit dazzled, and his eyes were uncomfortable; then he wanted to borrow, but his mouth was also uncomfortable.
Ji Shenyu didn't eat any food, and ran dozens of times under the scorching sun without stopping. At this moment, he was exhausted and felt like he was about to suffer from heat stroke. He ran to the stone table with the last few books and threw them, leaning against the edge of the table and chomping.
Ding Hanbai immediately locked on the book "Like Mountains and Seas", picked it up, stared at the cover, and said, "I've been looking for this book for half a year. It's the most detailed about the cultural relics unearthed from the ocean and the mountains."
Ji Shenyu breathed evenly. From being criticized yesterday to being yelled at at noon, this is the first time the other party has spoken to him calmly. He understood what Ding Hanbai meant, just wanted to see it.
But he couldn't read it in vain. He handed over the book and asked, "There are too many books. Can I put some in the study?"
Ding Hanbai was delighted in his heart, and took it expressionlessly: "Then let it go."
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Ji Shenyu first collected the few books that were almost sun-dried, and had to go to the study to put them away in case Ding Hanbai regretted it. And he was curious about what was in the study, and he wanted to see it for a long time.
The study is more spacious than the bedroom, with tall cabinets and short cabinets, half-person-height rice paper piled next to the desk, the carpet is so thick and soft, and the air smells of ink. Ji Shenyu put down the book and looked curiously at a painting on the table. Before he could see the painting clearly, he was dazzled by the golden bookmark at the corner of the table.
Pure gold, thick like paper, thin like cicada wings, a shining cloud, much more beautiful than imagined.
Ji Shenyu didn't care to appreciate it, so he ran into the courtyard with a suffocated breath, and rushed to Ding Hanbai to grab the book. Ding Hanbai had just finished reading the catalogue and said displeasedly, "What's the nerve?"
Ji Shenyu was very angry: "The golden bookmark is on the desk, go and see!"
Ding Han pretended to be stupid: "That's because I remembered it wrong, and I didn't put it in the book."
"Give me back the emerald earrings!" Ji Shenyu grabbed Ding Hanbai's clothes in a hurry and walked to the bedroom, "My master gave it to me, I didn't lose my bookmark, don't think about my things ."
Ding Hanbai shook it away abruptly: "Mystery? Who cares?!"
He went into the house and took out the earrings. He didn't want to, but he just wanted to think about the skill for two more days. "Give it, take it!" In the hand of Sai Ji Shenyu, the ear hook seemed to be stuck in the palm of Ji Shenyu's hand.
Ji Shenyu was not afraid of Ding Hanbai at all, so he left quickly, and even took away the copy of "Like Mountains and Seas".
The doors of the two bedrooms were closed at the same time, just separated by a wall, but it was like a ravine. Ji Shenyu put the book on the window sill and continued to dry it, his stomach growled, and he caught sight of a box of peach cakes on the table.
The box of peach cakes was given to him by Jiang Caiwei. He felt that Jiang Caiwei was kind to him in this family.
Ji Shenyu was reluctant to eat too much, so he chewed and swallowed the next piece, but he was still hungry, so he pulled out a bag of southern red agate to divert his attention. He chose a piece of red and white material, and began to sculpt without shaking his wrists or loosening his fingers.
Concentrating on carving until the evening, put down the knife and rubbed the shriveled finger pulp. He can't polish, unless Ding Hanbai allows him to enter the machine room, then he has to borrow books. The two of them are like buckles, link after link. … disgust.
Ji Shenyu went to the courtyard to collect the books, when Jiang Caiwei came back from get off work, followed by Jiang Tingen who had just finished school. Jiang Caiwei helped, and Jiang Tingen also followed, and it was done in a few minutes.
"Thank you, auntie." Ji Shenyu thanked him and saw Jiang Tingen standing by the window reading the book "Like Mountains and Seas", "If you like it, take it and read it."
Jiang Tingen was very happy: "Junior brother, how old are you this year?"
"Seventeen years old, birthday in spring."
"Then you're half a year younger than me." Jiang Tingen was carrying his schoolbag, "Aren't you going to school?"
Ji Shenyu was already a sophomore in high school when he was in Yangzhou, and he was supposed to be a senior after the summer vacation, but he dropped out and came here before the summer vacation. His whole person is an add-on to Ding Yanshou, so he will never make other requests, such as going to school.
In fact, he was ready to go to Yupinji to help him on the way, waiting for Ding Yanshou's dispatch at any time.
After putting the books away, Jiang Caiwei went into the room to check to see if there was any shortage. Ji Shenyu picked up Nan Hong on the table and said, "Auntie, thank you for taking care of me these days, this is for you. "
"Let me see!" Jiang Tingen snatched it away, "Little aunt, this is a carving of you!"
Made of red and white, a slim girl with a red body, only the pleated skirt is pure white. This is the first time Jiang Caiwei has received such a gift.
Ji Shenyu regretted: "It's just not polished yet."
Jiang Tingen said, "It's easy to handle, I'll ask the big brother to open the machine room and leave it at night." After he finished speaking, he looked at Ji Shenyu, the tall man was serious and quite bluffing, "Junior brother, you carved the lucky bamboo that day, and the branches and leaves were in a mess. Oh, how can a pleated skirt float in the wind?"
Ji Shenyu prevaricates: "This time, I did an extraordinary performance, otherwise I'm afraid my aunt won't like it."
After dinner was ready, Jiang Caiwei pushed them out. Jiang Tingen didn't have the chance to continue asking questions. He walked down the corridor and ran into Ding Hanbai. Ding Hanbai glanced at the book in Jiang Tingen's hand.
Glancing at Ji Shenyu again, he scolded in his heart: Xiaonan Manzi.
In the evening, when the crowd gathered, Ji Shenyu's seat was added to Ding Hanbai's left. As soon as he wanted to pick up vegetables, he was kicked with his elbow by Ding Hanbai.
"What do you want to do?" Ji Shenyu pressed his tongue, "Are you happy with wasting food?"
Ding Hanbai was sitting more than half a head taller than him, squeezing him with broad shoulders: "This family is like this, if you have the ability, you will be domineering.
Ji Shenyu countered: "I don't see what you are capable of, you rest at home every day."
Ding Hanbai put the last ball into the bowl: "If you scolded the leader and still don't get fired, that's called skill." Then he picked up the cabbage leaves under the ball, half-cooked with a layer of oil, put it into the other's bowl, loudly Said: "Pearl, eat more, my brother won't laugh at you if you eat fat."
Ji Shenyu squeezed between his teeth: "Thank you, brother."
When he was about to finish eating, Ding Yanshou, who had been busy all day, put down the tableware and suddenly said, "Shen Yu, Fang Xu has been letting you go to school, I also think so, and then go to the third year of high school and talk about it after graduation."
Ji Shenyu felt pleasantly surprised, grinned and nodded: "I'll go, thank you Master!"
Ding Hanbai saw the bright smile of ten percent in the corner of his eyes, and almost lost his eyes. He pondered that Ji Shenyu's academic performance must be average, a straw bag is a straw bag, and it is the same in every aspect.
After everyone left, there was only Ding Hanbai's family of three left in the living room. Jiang Shuliu grabbed the raisins as an after-dinner snack, and Ding Yanshou watched the weather forecast. "Dad," Ding Hanbai remembered something, "I heard that Ji Shenyu is Master Ji's illegitimate son?"
Ding Yanshou didn't hide it: "Well, he was kicked out by Fang Xu's wife on the day of the funeral."
Ding Hanbai was inexplicably curious, and smiled meanly: "Don't have any family business or something?"
"It's divided, just the three boxes." Ding Yanshou said, "Fang Xu has long stopped working, and has been tossing antiques all these years. After being ill, she served with feces and urine, and the things at home were taken by his wife. It's almost finished, and when the others are gone, his wife will block the door of the room and let Shen Yu clean up, for fear of taking one more thing. Shen Yu has collected the book, it is expected that he has saved it himself over the years."
Ding Hanbai added: "There are also platinum and emerald earrings."
Ding Yanshou didn't see it, and said, "It's fake. If it's true, he won't let him bring it out."
"Impossible, natural jade!" Ding Hanbai got up immediately, even if Ji Shenyu fooled him, but he is not blind, besides, as for the fake one so precious? He hurried back to the small courtyard and bumped into Jiang Tingen.
"Big brother, I'm looking for you." Jiang Tingen clenched his fists and shook it, "I want to go into the machine room for polishing."
Ding Hanbai took the other party to the Nanwu machine room, glanced at Ji Shenyu's bedroom, covered the door with the light on, and there was no movement. "Have you carved something?" He opened the door and went in, motioning Jiang Tingen to show it in the machine room with the brightest lights, "Let me see."
Jiang Tingen spread out his hands, knowing that Ding Hanbai and Ji Shenyu were not dealing with them, so he said vaguely, "I carved a little aunt."
Ding Hanbai picked it up: "You carved it?"
"Yeah, I carved it..." Jiang Tingen rolled his eyes and didn't want to admit it, "I ate an ice cream and felt so comfortable with a knife. I didn't expect it."
Ding Hanbai asked, "Do you have a god now?"
He didn't wait for Jiang Tingen to answer, he sat in front of the polishing machine clutching Nan Hong, and said without retort, "I'll throw it, so that you won't waste your inspiration."
Jiang Tingen was not convinced, but thought that it was given to Jiang Caiwei anyway, and it didn't belong to him, so let's love whoever. But he asked uncertainly, "Brother, is this one really good?"
Ding Hanbai had a good face when he saw good things: "Good Nanhong, the painter is lifelike, the knife is neat and light, there is no flaw, and the level is better than that of Keyuerhe."
Jiang Tingen was angry in his heart, co-authoring Ji Shenyu hides his true skills, and in the end his level is still the last one. He was very depressed: "Brother, I'm back. After you throw it away, give it to my aunt."
Ding Hanbai closed the door and turned on the machine. It took a night of polishing to get it done, and the polished Nanhong was considered complete. He admired it. The southern red under the light showed a brightness that was not usually present. Aside from the skilled skills, the reason why it was good was the distribution of the lines.
A diamond is nothing, it can only be a dazzling diamond if it is cut well. The same is true for jade. It is the most important thing to look good in carving. The level of craftsmanship is the first class. No way, it's too much to move.
Obviously, Jiang Tingen doesn't have this ability, and he can't get through the two veins of Ren and Du.
It was too late. Ding Hanbai planned to give it to Jiang Caiwei tomorrow. When he went back to the bedroom, he passed the next door and found that the closed door had been opened. He coughed, and his long legs entered the room, just in time to see Ji Shenyu wiping his hands.
Ji Shenyu's hair was wet and she had just taken a shower, but she didn't need to wipe her hair, she had to wipe her hands well. He didn't expect Ding Hanbai to suddenly come over, he raised his hand and forgot to put it down: "Is something wrong?"
Ding Hanbai sniffed: "What are you wiping?"
Ji Shenyu rubbed his fingers together: "How about applying oil..."
Ding Hanbai approached and saw the hand oil and scrub on the bed, then grabbed Ji Shenyu's hand, which was not slippery, with fragrance and warmth, and the ten finger pulps were light and faint. Powder, not even a tiny bit of cocoon.
They have to use knives and force in this line of work. It is harder to stay without a cocoon than to go to the sky!
Ding Hanbai asked in disbelief: "You fucking... Did you fucking learn your craft?!"
Ji Shenyu broke free and was extremely embarrassed, but he couldn't explain it to this man. He just grabbed it and felt a thick layer of calluses on Ding Hanbai's hands, all traces of hard work.
"When the calluses start to grow, I use a scrub, and I finish washing and rubbing oil every day?" Ding Hanbai asked gruffly, picked up the hand oil, smelled it, and threw it down, "Be careful one day, you will grind your fingers through! "
Ji Shenyu clenched his fists without saying a word, his fingertips were sore, how could they not grow calluses in this line of work, of course it hurts to wear them off, and sometimes even a layer of skin is peeled off, revealing the red flesh.
"I... I can't grow calluses." He said calmly, "Forget it, I can't tell you."
Ding Hanbai didn't think about it, didn't ask, and explored other things: "Are your emerald earrings real or fake?"
Ji Shenyu was obviously stunned, and looked at him, a little stunned. Ding Hanbai felt that the lighting in this room was too good, and his eyebrows were fluffy and his eyes were bright. He sat down beside the bed and acted like a rogue: "Bring it to me and have a look, or I won't leave."
Ji Shenyu didn't move: "Fake jade."
Ding Hanbai was so angry that he thumped the bed.
"There was a real pair, but my wife wanted to leave." Ji Shenyu suddenly said, "Master wants to make me another pair, so I beg him to use fake jade."
"why?"
"The fake one is worthless, so my mother won't want it. I don't care if it's true or not. If my master gave it to me, I will treasure it."
"Since it's a baby, how can you give me one?"
Ji Shenyu caught fire, thinking of Ding Hanbai, "I'm just giving it to you temporarily, I'll redeem it later when I have something good." He turned to look at Ding Hanbai, "Do you think it's fake jade?"
Ding Hanbai couldn't hold back his face and changed the subject: "Master Ji is your father?"
Ji Shenyu was really silent for a long time: "I just shouted, I always thought I'd call again later, and dragged it until he died."
He cried and shouted, and Ji Fangxu left with a smile.
Ding Hanbai's heart suddenly went numb, and he turned his head to look at Ji Shenyu, and saw a drop of water dripping from the tip of the other's hair, falling on his cheek, like falling from his eyes.
He got up and walked out: "Go to bed early."
Ji Shenyu got into the quilt and panicked in the dark night. Moments later, the window opened a little from the outside, and a golden bookmark flew in, just beside the pillow. He looked at the shadow outside the window in surprise, not knowing what Ding Hanbai meant.
"There are so many books, this bookmark is for you." Ding Hanbai said coldly, "After wiping your hands, wipe your hair too."
The figure left, Ji Shenyu opened her eyebrows and fell asleep.