Ding Hanbai washed his face with cold water, and after washing, Zhang Yin had already occupied his chair. It's not that the enemies don't get together, but he didn't expect to get together with Zhang Yin here.
He said confidently, "Who are you?"
Zhang Yin is like a rainbow: "I am his son!"
Ding Hanbai scolded, pure and pure disobedience, he loves to teach others, but rarely swears, and at this moment, the scene makes him anxious. He wondered, how could Zhang Sinian still have a son? It's actually Zhang Yin
Zhang Yingeng didn't expect it: "How do you know him?" Staring at Zhang Sinian, he suddenly thought about the application for the collection of waste products, "He helped you apply, so you know him? It's not enough to know him, don't tell me you still It's become a forgettable friendship."
He knew that Ding Hanbai was interested in antiques, so it wasn't an accident that the other party and Zhang Sinian hit it off, but the premise of this hit is that Zhang Sinian must reveal his skills first.
Zhang Yin is not angry, why? Putting aside his own son and not helping, he drinks and eats meat with someone who gives him a little favor.
Thinking about saving others by oneself, will Zhang Sinian be fishing, Ding Hanbai is rich and a big fish.
At this moment, Ding Hanbai's eyes were half-drunk, staring at Zhang Yin quietly and lightly. He could probably guess the pickle in the other person's head, which was both ridiculous and a little helpless. "I said, Director Zhang." He said, "The old man and I are really good friends."
Zhang Sinian drank silently, and his blindness burned.
Ding Hanbai said, "This is my master, and I worship him as my teacher."
Zhang Yin stood up immediately, Bao Du fell to the ground, his lips opened and closed to curse, but he turned the gun to Zhang Sinian first. "You recognize him as an apprentice?!" Unbelievable, angry, "You are so fucking confused! He is under my hands, and he is against me all day long, yet you accept him as an apprentice!"
Zhang Sinian said indifferently: "He has talent and can eat this line of work."
Zhang Yin flipped the table: "I can't just fuck it, can I?!"
Ding Hanbai took a step back and avoided the mess. What did he understand in the scolding, the main contradiction between the father and son. But he didn't understand why Zhang Sinian didn't point out his son, he only knew why Zhang Sinian favored him.
So he explained: "The old man took a fancy to me because I saw the authenticity of several things, including your brother's glazed incense burner."
Zhang Yin's eyes were splitting: "Is the little incense burner fake?" He stepped on the wreckage of the bowl and staggered to Zhang Sinian, leaning over and clasping the other's shoulders, "You even fooled your own son?! You deserve it. Blind!"
Zhang Sinian said: "Of course you can only exchange fakes for fakes. How can there be so many fakes for real." His eyelids were lightly closed, and he was tired. "Han Bai, tell him what the first thing is?"
Ding Hanbai said, "It's a celadon vase."
Zhang Yin was unsteady and shaky, and the images he remembered were hazy. He thought he had picked up the leaked celadon vase, and he was proud of it. To this day, tell him that the celadon vase is fake, and the small incense burner is also fake.
"...It's all fucking fake." He nearly tripped, picked up the bag, and didn't care about patting the soil.
The footsteps were scattered, paused occasionally, and hurriedly. The alley was so long that people were worried that they might fall over. Ding Hanbai's eyes and ears are bright, and it took a long time for him to hear nothing. He annoyed Zhang Yin, but he didn't hate him, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity now.
He asked, "Why are you doing this to your son?"
Zhang Sinian seemed to have fallen asleep, and his voice was faint: "My son, who doesn't hurt, teach me when I hold it on my knee." Talent is something that does not depend on oneself or others. It all depends on whether God is willing to reward it or not. meal.
"I didn't teach him well. You work under him and understand his character." The old man opened his eyes again, blinded, "I can help him make money, but what if I die? I'll exchange a small incense burner for his youth. Porcelain bottle, others give him a decent lump of stinky shit, and he still can't see it."
Lao Tzu helps his son to climb the clouds, and if he falls down in the future, it is better to live in a down-to-earth way.
What's more, this road has never been smooth, the shadows faded, and it turned into two lines of turbid tears. "Do you know how stinky the cowshed is? I know." The old man suddenly choked up and cried, and the cry was heart-wrenching, "The antique calligraphy and paintings that I found at home were smashed, burned, and I stopped, that stick. The tip stuck in my eyes. I was scared, so scared that I was shaking like a sieve. Now it's peaceful, I woke up in the middle of the night and I was afraid of breaking out in a cold sweat."
So he sent it here, this shabby house, this rubbish house, the rubble, the disabled, and the lofty ambitions that were destroyed together. He didn't dare to seek wealth and honor, so he could only secretly lock the door inside, guarding some of his beloved utensils to recall.
Ding Hanbai had wondered why Zhang Sinian lived like this for a long time, but he finally found out, and his heart was twisted like a knife.
As if his life and life were all dead, he cleaned up the mess, locked the gate of the courtyard, and helped Zhang Sinian into the room. He closed the window and pulled the light, but he didn't leave. He sat on a chair in the outhouse and said, "I'll keep it for you, don't be afraid."
Ding Hanbai sat for the whole night, watching the sunrise from the window.
After washing his face again, the same clothes were still folded, and they went to the Cultural Relics Bureau. On weekends off, there is only one person on duty in the office. Ding Hanbai greeted him and sat there, pursing his lips and downcasting his eyes, without any desire to chat to relieve his boredom.
After a while, the morning paper came.
After a long while, the cleaning lady sprayed disinfectant when there were few people.
The smell around him was suffocating, and Ding Hanbai stood there, as if not breathing at all. Moments after moments, every second, he tore a piece of paper and wrote a resignation report.
When I left, I didn't hold back anything. I threw away the worthless lady on the table, and gave the valuable one to my colleagues as a souvenir. The most valuable is the white jade Chilong pattern pen holder. He picked it from Zhang Sinian, pressed the resignation report, and put it on Zhang Yin's desk together.
Ding Hanbai left lightly, looking back at the maple vines on the wall when he exited the door.
He doesn't owe anyone, he wants to go a different way and earn a future that he prefers.
The large living room in the front yard was lively, and Jiang Tingen brought a few boxes of moon cakes, which were fresh flavors that Jiang Xunzhu brought back from a business trip. Everyone gathered together to unpack and taste early adopters, chatting and waiting for breakfast, but Ji Shenyu was not among them.
Last night, Ding Han didn't return home at night, Ji Shenyu got up early and went to the next door to see, but he still didn't see anyone.
He paced the courtyard, wondering what would keep someone from coming home overnight. Working all night? impossible. A traffic accident? The hospital will also contact the family. In the end, he was stunned, what bad things did he do...
Ding Hanbai didn't know that someone was in a hurry to get angry for him, and when he got home, he fed the fish in front of the shadow wall, whistling. Ignoring the lively house of relatives, I walked back to the small courtyard to take a bath and change clothes.
As soon as he entered the arch, he bumped into Ji Shenyu who was rushing out and asked, "What are you running for?"
Ji Shenyu stared at him blankly: "I'll wait for you at the gate."
Ding Hanbai said happily, "Is this not coming back?"
He untied his cuffs and walked towards the bedroom, Ji Shenyu followed him, like an asshole. "Brother, where did you go last night?" Ji Shenyu asked, not curious, but Cha Gang, "Did you sleep?"
Ding Hanbai replied, "I don't go to work on Monday."
The whole family was accustomed to Ding Hanbai not going to work, so Ji Shenyu continued to ask: "What the hell did you--"
Ding Hanbai interrupted: "I won't go to work in the future."
Ji Shenyu squeaked on the door frame and became hysterical, Ding Hanbai suddenly resigned, he thought, something must have happened last night. He looked at Ding Hanbai's back standing in front of the wardrobe, and Ding Hanbai turned and approached. "Pearl." Ding Hanbai called him so affectionately, not in a bad mood, "You've been pretty good lately, didn't you skip school?"
Ji Shenyu is really good. He has always worked hard. Before, he skipped school because of lack of skills. On that day, he explained to Liang He that he was busy with carving a jade incense burner and mid-term exams.
Poor Liang Hecheng was upset, knowing that "Ding Hanbai is Ding Hanbai" could only digest it by himself, and then thought that Ji Shenyu had said that his master was Ding Yanshou, co-authoring a school of apprentice brothers without knowing each other's apprenticeships, and also had a discussion.
At this point, the elder brother still has to "recruit" the younger brother.
Liang Hecheng was so worried that his lungs hurt, and at the same time he was surprised at the deep relationship between Ding Hanbai and Ji Shenyu.
The left and right have been waiting since waking up, and don't care if they continue to wait for a while, Ji Shenyu is sitting in the corridor reading, and Ding Hanbai comes back from the shower when his throat is tired. They went to the front yard for breakfast together, took their seats, and Ding Hanbai took a bite of wontons first.
Ji Shenyu held the bowl steadily, and the person next to him didn't tease him, he ate too peacefully.
After three tours without alcohol, and only half-full of food, Ding Hanbai suddenly said, "I'm resigning."
It was silent for a moment, the porcelain spoon did not touch the edge of the bowl, and the chopsticks did not scratch the bottom of the plate, Ding Hanbai raised his eyes and looked around, and finally settled on Ding Yanshou's face. "Dad, I went to the unit in the morning to hand in my resignation report." He repeated, giving an explanation, "It's not that people fired me, I don't lose face."
Ding Yanshou calmly said, "What's your plan?"
Ding Hanbai replied, "Go to the store on Monday, my eldest young master will be in charge."
He was talking to Ding Yanshou in the room, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Ding Keyu looking at Ding Erhe, but Ding Erhe ignored him. After talking and eating, packing up and leaving, the brothers in the room looked crowded.
Ding Hanbai lightly kicked Ding Keyu: "I can't hold my breath, do you have any opinion on my resignation?"
Ding Keyu smiled apologetically: "I don't have it, it's just a pity."
Ding Erhe came to smooth things out: "You work in the Cultural Relics Bureau all day long and get a lot of tickets for various exhibitions. It's a pity that he will have to queue up to buy them in the future, so he doesn't need to pay attention."
Ding Hanbai was too lazy to study it in detail. But he is picky, the mattress and bedding are clean and comfortable, the perfume in the incense burner is calm and light, and everything is fine, but the buzzing sound is in the ear, and it is continuous.
After turning it over a few times, Ding Hanbai rushed out the door and went straight to the suspect in the machine room. Stepping on his slippers and settling outside the door, his hand pushing the door was numb, and he just stood there, listening to the faint singing.
Ji Shenyu has finally finished carving and is polishing it. This he knows.
Ji Shenyu was humming Yangzhou Qingqu again, the tide of the spring river, the bright moon on the sea. He seemed to see the beauty.
Ding Hanbai simply sat under the porch, with his back against the column, his shoulders against the railing, and his legs closed for a nap. He was obviously closer to the source of the sound, but just because of the pure singing, he felt at peace.
Ji Shenyu didn't know it, he was holding the jade incense burner carefully polished, flame beads, knotted rope patterns, hollow paintings and embossed characters. He sang because he was thinking of Ji Fangxu and wanted Ji Fangxu to see this work.
He's doing fine and improving, nothing to worry about.
I don't know when and how long, the grinder stopped, everything stopped, and Ding Hanbai's good dream ended in this sudden silence. He stared at the door, subconsciously shouting, "Ji Zhuzhu, are you finished?"
Ji Shenyu didn't expect anyone outside, and responded, "Come in!"
Ding Hanbai pushed open the door, the sunlight pouring in and the lights intermingled, Ji Shenyu turned his back to him, and there was a circle of glittering jade chips around his feet. He walked behind the other party, and he probed into the jade furnace, the double butterfly ears, and the live ring swaying lightly, transparent, green, moist, and bright.
Ji Shenyu turned his face: "Senior brother, are you okay?"
Ding Hanbai wiped the powder from his cheek: "Go and call my dad, and call the second and third."
Ji Shenyu was stunned for a moment, then grinned at him with joy, and ran out in a hurry. When he came back, he supported Ding Yanshou's arm, followed by the second child, the third and the fourth, and Jiang Caiwei, who was watching the fun.
A group of people filled the room, surrounded the workbench, and all their eyes were focused on the three-legged jade incense burner with double butterfly earrings. Ji Shenyu was nervous, so he let go of Ding Yanshou because of his nervousness, and quietly approached Ding Hanbai.
He didn't realize it himself until Ding Hanbai took him by the shoulders.
"Dad, how's it going?" Ding Hanbai asked, his voice expressing that he was asking knowingly.
Ding Yanshou asked back, "What do you think?"
Everyone was silent, watching Ding Hanbai's reply, Jiang Caiwei said, "I'm a layman, and I just think it's very beautiful. If I have money, I can't help but buy it and treasure it."
Ji Shenyu bowed his head embarrassedly, then tilted his head again, peeking at Ding Hanbai, wanting to ask for a compliment.
Ding Hanbai said, "The 'Songhe Yannian' in the store on Yingchun Avenue has been sold. I think this one can be topped."
Ding Yanshou responded in a loud voice: "Then take this to the town store tomorrow."
Zhendian... Everyone's thoughts were different for a while, Ji Shenyu grabbed Ding Hanbai's sleeve excitedly, and almost hugged each other.
Several other senior brothers praised and asked for advice, making Ji Shenyu dizzy. Ding Hanbai accompanied Ding Yanshou out, walked into the bright courtyard, and spoke brightly. "Son, this time it's hard to calm down?" Ding Yanshou was relieved, "The improvement of consciousness is very fast, and the child can be taught."
Ding Hanbai contradicted: "You are less yin and yang, I have always put the overall situation first."
When everyone was gone, Ji Shenyu put the wood carving seat in oil, and then opened the doors and windows to ventilate and dry. He was busy for a long time and finally relaxed and went to review his homework with peace of mind.
After the night passed, Ji Shenyu woke up without washing his face, and ran to see if the wooden carving seat was dry.
He was stunned at the door, the wooden carving seat was empty, and the jade stove that he had worked so hard to complete fell to the ground, and the butterfly ear ring shattered into several petals... How could this be? !
His mind was blank for a moment, he didn't have the mind to think about why it broke, fortunately he could repair it, but his ability to repair and forgery had to be hidden, so he could only hide and delay.
Just after closing the doors and windows, Jiang Caiwei called him for breakfast outside.
Ji Shenyu calmly agreed, padlocked, went to wash and change clothes, and went to the front yard for dinner as if nothing had happened. He sat down, his eyes wandering quietly, fearing that he had wronged a good man with doubts in his heart.
"Master." He said calmly, "The wood carving seat is not finished yet, can I take it to the store after I finish it in two days?"
Ding Yanshou said, "It's okay, you can decide."
Ji Shenyu was relieved for the time being, and buried his head to eat, wishing he could bite off the chopsticks and the bottom of the bowl. He doesn't believe that the wind can blow the jade furnace down. If someone accidentally breaks it, he won't blame it, but if it is intentional, what else should he beware of at home in the future
"Shen Yu, your brother hasn't woken up yet?" Jiang Shuliu called to him, "Shen Yu?"
Ji Shenyu returned to his senses: "Not yet..."
Ding Hanbai was already up, thinking that the wood carving seat should be dry, so he couldn't wait to see the matching finished product. He took off the lock and opened the door, and stood there in shock, broken? How can a good end break? !
Whether unintentional or intentional, this painstaking thing is ruined!
Ding Hanbai suppressed the thunder and anger, and now the jade incense burner has been broken. Re-carving is too unrealistic, and it is best to repair it. He had an idea and thought of Liang Hecheng's apprentice.
He found the old newspaper to wrap the things properly, put them in a cardboard box and ran out of the courtyard. Ding Hanbai galloped all the way to Miao'an Alley.
At this time, Ji Shenyu hastily finished eating Sheen Man, and has to step up to save his objects.
He ran into the machine room, and was even more astonished, only to see that it was empty, where is the shadow of the jade furnace? !
It's not enough to destroy it, but to steal it... Ji Shenyu was in a hurry, thinking that the sky was falling.
The author has something to say: Ding Hanbai: Pearl, I'll pay you back after repairing it! Ji Shenyu: what the fxxx