Ding Hanbai suffered a serious crime, and he didn't eat bran and sleep in the rough, but a little drop in his quality of life made him unhappy. He even wanted to call the Planning Bureau and suggested that the broken house in Chongshui be demolished as soon as possible.
Zhang Sinian entered the room and looked at it and said angrily, "Are you lacking in virtue? What did you paint on the wall?!"
There was a large piece of "Zheng" written on the wall, and Ding Hanbai said, "I'm counting, I haven't seen my junior brother for a long time."
Zhang Sinian was nauseous: "I haven't had it for half a month. You plan to make such a big deal?"
Ding Hanbai is calculated by the hour, and he adds a sum whenever he has nothing to do. He is so fascinated that he can't wait to paint a portrait. Turning over and leaving the hard bed, he is going to make money as a young man who has gone from extravagant to frugal. He walked out of the broken alley, opened the broken bread, and ran to the porcelain kiln supervisor to settle the accounts, and by the way, he did some business with Tong Peifan.
All the way, he thought, how is the junior brother doing
The younger brother, whom I hadn't seen in a while, lost three laps of weight, not counting lovesickness, and was so busy every day that his feet didn't touch the ground. He takes classes outside, is in charge of the business of the three stores, and takes care of his master and mother when he returns home. As soon as the affair between him and Ding Hanbai happened, Ding Yanshou and Jiang Shuliu should have been annoyed at him long ago, and it was no exaggeration to beat and scold him, but those two didn't embarrass him, and made him feel guilty and uneasy.
The second uncle's family was not there at noon, and there were few around the round table. On the table were fried noodles with seven or eight kinds of dishes, and the sauce was fragrant. Jiang Caiwei stared at Ji Shenyu stunned, coughed lightly and blinked, letting him eat while it was still hot.
Ji Shenyu chose the vegetable code, soy beans, cloud legs, cucumbers, cabbage, and beauty in the heart, which was what Ding Hanbai wanted at the beginning. Ding Hanbai also mixed it well for him, and wiped the sauce on his mouth while he was not using his hands.
The weather was warm and wild cats were running around, squatting at the door smelling the smell.
Jiang Caiwei said: "It's almost May in a flash, it goes by so fast."
Jiang Tingen sighed: "Big brother is about to celebrate his birthday, the fifth day of May."
The two of them didn't know whether it was unintentional or intentional. Anyway, they asked Ding Yanshou to pause, and then crunched and took a bite of the pickled garlic. Jiang Shuliu simply put down his chopsticks and lost his appetite. Jiang Tingen turned his head and asked, "Ji Zhuzhu, isn't it Spring's birthday too?"
Ji Shenyu said, "It's been two days before."
It was quiet for a while, and when that kind of thing happened, who still has the heart to celebrate a birthday? There was no movement on the table. At the end of the meal, Ding Yanshou said before leaving the table, "I've been busy, let's rest for two days."
Ji Shenyu got up to catch up, and the master and apprentice stopped under the corridor. He held back when he started, and said, "Master, if you kicked out my brother, you will definitely have a lot of resentment towards me. You can beat me and scold me. Don't endure it just because you were asked by my dad. Well, I'm sorry for you and my wife."
Ding Yanshou laughed helplessly, what's the use of beating and scolding, that chicken feather duster was smashed, didn't it end up empty? What's the use of saying "I'm sorry"? If you don't listen and don't change, if you want to be a stubborn stone, why should you feel guilty? It's better to be completely hard-hearted.
He said, "I won't hit you or scold you. Family law can only be used on family members."
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, Ji Shenyu almost cut off a piece of the pillar. Ding Yanshou regarded him as a foster child, and he was not willing to eat even the hard work of living in school. He taught him everything and made him the first master... He even called him "Dad". But now he is not a family member, just an apprentice.
He didn't have the face to say anything, he really deserved it.
However, Ding Yanshou turned his head: "You are a person who appreciates kindness and love. What you said just now is far more cruel than beating and scolding." , is it worth this step? Even if you feel ashamed, you won't be able to look back if you can't forgive me and your mistress for the rest of your life?"
In all kinds of embarrassment, Ji Shenyu gritted his teeth: "It's worth it. Brother Shi didn't give up when he left home, I'm worth it no matter what." Anyway, it was already cleaned up and displayed to the public, so it doesn't matter to expose another layer of face, "Master, I really like the teacher. Brother, he is fine everywhere, I really like him."
Ding Yanshou shouted: "Okay! I know if he is good or not, you are also very good, the future of the two of you is promising, and there may be a life that others can't envy, but why are you two boys getting together?! Ruin It's all ruined!"
The footsteps were getting farther and farther, Ji Shenyu was pinned in place for a long time, stunned, and was startled by Jiang Tingen who suddenly jumped up. Jiang Tingen pushed him, moved towards the small courtyard, and complained, "I heard it all, are you stupid, what else do you like about Big Brother, aren't you ashamed?"
Ji Shenyu didn't answer and asked, "Do you think Master is right? Saying that we are... ruined."
Jiang Tingen replied: "Of course, the eldest brother was originally the owner of the store, but now he's driven out to become a homeless person, and he will do nothing in the future without the help of his family, how difficult it will be."
Back in the small courtyard, Ji Shenyu coaxed Jiang Tingen to take a nap, books to relieve boredom, and water with just the right amount of heat and cold were all prepared. Normal people know that there is nothing wrong with being courteous, and it is either a traitor or a steal, but this surnamed Jiang is stunned, holding on to the quilt for fear that Ji Shenyu will empathize with him.
After closing the door, Ji Shenyu turned to the study, locked it, and not even a worm could fly in. He went around the table and sat down, recalling the future discussion, he was unwilling and wronged, and more of it was Ling Yun's ambition. Ding Hanbai's bright future is clearly still to come, he wants to let others see, not only will he not ruin the other party's future, he is the one who can help Ding Hanbai the most.
A bottle of ink, a pen, Ji Shenyu took out a stack of white paper. Quietly, he began to write at his desk. From the first line to the end, he wrote every stroke, page after page, without stopping for an entire afternoon. After the ink was dry, he checked and put it in the envelope, glued it, and went to the bedroom to wake Jiang Tingen up.
"Are you full of sleep?" he asked in a good voice, "please, go to the old district of Chongshui and give this to your brother."
Jiang Tingen was originally confused, but suddenly sobered up, took a look, so thick? A 10,000-word love letter? He refused, and persuaded bitterly. Ji Shenyu took out the paper and begged: "This is a very important thing, and there is no nonsense. When I beg you, can I give you orders in the future?"
The paper was densely packed, with Chinese characters and symbols, and many formulas. Jiang Tingen turned his face and saw the book and water on the bedside, no wonder he flattered him, it turned out to be a premeditated plan. He agreed, and when it was dark, he ran quietly and didn't meet Ding Hanbai, and handed the letter to Zhang Sinian.
Ding Hanbai soaked in the porcelain kiln, small office, he and Tong Peifan had a meeting across the table. His contacts gradually accumulated, and gradually some people were willing to use Tongyao to distribute goods. He held a pile of orders and said, "I'm talking about business, but you don't accept it?"
Tong Peifan breathed out a smoke: "I can't take it, you can get a bunch of fine porcelain, even top fine products, so you can't make them." There are many grades, but there are only a handful of porcelain kilns that can make fine products.
Ding Hanbai asked, "You can't do it either?"
Tong Peifan said: "Huaiqing has learned less than 70% from Master Liang, and he is good at calligraphy and painting."
If this is done well, the reputation will be spread, and more and more people will be found in the future, but the virtuous circle will hit the rocks before the formation of the virtuous circle. Ding Hanbai left the meeting upset, bought a drawer of mutton buns, and went home.
When he got home, his butt was still hot, and he was stuffed with an envelope by Zhang Sinian. The old man said, "Your cousin sent it. It's so thick. It's probably a stack of banknotes."
cousin? If Jiang Tingen can find it, it must be Ji Shenyu's envoy. Ding Han was in a state of energy, and while opening the letter, he asked, "Did he say anything? It was given by my junior brother?" ! He turned his back, for fear of being seen by others.
Zhang Sinian said sourly: "This thickness is not like a love letter, don't write a love novel."
Ding Hanbai blushed inexplicably, and couldn't wait to read the thoughtful words Ji Shenyu gave him, but he was stunned for a moment after opening it. The formulas, the notes, were unbelievably finished, thumping, and the whole heart was about to jump out.
Ji Shenyu actually wrote the glaze water formula for him, all the formulas are classified into categories, and the details are clearly explained! He was not confident that he would have a sympathy, but this piece of paper that was worth a thousand pieces of gold was anxious about what he was anxious about and what he was struggling with.
The mutton buns were cold, but Ding Hanbai didn't touch it, and hid inside to look over and over. He is really greedy, and he is not satisfied with this formula, and he wants to dig out something else, he wants to ask for a sincere word, a few words that contain affection.
He was a scout, and he was possessed by a spy. He had to stare through the paper. Can the first characters of each line be connected? What about slanted? What about upside down
No, nothing, this cruel and calm little Nan Manzi, how can he be so self-sufficient after not seeing him for nearly half a month? !
After all, Ding Hanbai didn't figure out any mystery, and folded it like he gave up, but his eyes lit up when he put back the envelope. There was a line of small characters hidden in the envelope, the thin gold body he was familiar with.
—Brother, the roses are in bloom, and I miss you very much.
That's enough, Ding Hanbai went mad with this sentence, as if a long drought meets the rain, it is better than meeting a stranger in a foreign country, and when he was jealous of the title of the golden list, he reminded him of the bridal chamber flower candle night. With a shocking sound, the old hard bed actually made him tumble down.
With the help of this glaze water formula, Ding Hanbai temporarily handed over the matter of antiques to Zhang Sinian, and concentrated on the porcelain kiln. He rushed to Tong Village early in the morning and showed Fang Huaiqing the two pages in the recipe.
Fang Huaiqing asked, "My junior brother gave it to you?"
He said, "I'll give it all." The literati were lighthearted, and the fellow brothers and sisters also liked to compete. He planned ahead and tried to warn Fang Huaiqing, but the other party snorted coldly.
Fang Huaiqing said, "My junior brother looks smart, but he turns out to be a fool." Ordinary people take money, and craftsmen rely on their skills. They can't even see them face to face, and they even hand over their unique skills, which is very stupid.
Ding Han sighed: "You mean I can't be trusted?"
Fang Huaiqing said, "Your parents will not want their own son, but want an adopted son? Ji Shenyu first helps you restore antiques to make money, and then contributes recipes to help you make money by burning porcelain. As soon as he kicks back home, he will be kicked out of the house."
It sounds more miserable than chopped hands.
Ding Hanbai loved arguing with people all his life, and immediately replied: "This porcelain kiln can make money just around the corner. When the antique city rises, maybe other kilns will be opened, and Brother Tong will also rise to the top. You don't worry about yourself being kicked, but worry about us. The matter of the couple is quite warm-hearted."
Fang Huaiqing was so choked that he couldn't breathe, he felt comfortable all over, and then he got busy without touching his feet. Marxism has mentioned that science and technology are productive forces, and they have a formula that means they have mastered the technical know-how.
Ding Hanbai will implement the lists that are still under discussion one by one, mainly receiving high-precision handicrafts and accumulating reputation. After running for a long time, the kiln was so flustered that he ran to lie down on the lawn by the river and took a lunch break with his coat on.
The sun was dazzling, he took out an empty envelope from his arms and covered his eyes, squinting, discerning the line of small characters through the light. Shige - I really want to hear Ji Shenyu call him Shige, I have to get close to my ear and climb on his shoulders; the roses are in bloom - romantic, evoking the scene of the day of planting roses, he wants to pick one and give it to Ji Shen himself Language; I miss you very much - just four words, the words are full and the meaning is endless, very? Ji Shenyu must be restrained, and must think of him crazy.
Ji Shenyu just sold a set of jewelry, sneeze and sniffled. Ding Keyu was still monitoring him, but after getting along for half a month, the ridicule and humiliation gradually disappeared, and he occasionally asked for some carving skills.
Going home after closing, the bus was crowded, and Ji Shenyu was crowded by the window to endorse. Ding Keyu glanced at him and resigned: "I used to think that you fell from the sky, but you don't like to talk, and you pretend to be arrogant. I've been looking at you all this time, and I think you're not bad."
Ji Shenyu turned his face away: "Sugar-coated shells, are you trying to deceive me?"
Ding Keyu snorted coldly, and he realized that this junior brother had a strong mouth, but he was very happy, and he didn't hold any grudges afterwards. Moreover, he studied hard and managed everything in the store in a prosperous and orderly manner.
"I was a little jealous at first, but now I admire it," he admits.
Ji Shenyu was stunned for a moment, there are a lot of things to do, and a lot of things to go through, how can I still have the energy to care about trivial matters, it is best to have a harmonious relationship between brothers. When Chi Wangfu arrived and got off the car, he said, "If you don't bother me, I won't bother you. Even if you broke my thing, it will be fixed anyway."
Ding Keyu said in confusion: "...what's broken?"
Ji Shenyu said, "Yu Xun Furnace, didn't you break my jade Xun Furnace? I don't blame you."
Ding Keyu shouted: "Who broke your jade furnace! You blame me for letting you wear women's clothes to lure hooligans, blame me for not saving you in time, why do you arrange other things? Wait, your jade furnace is not one Is the store open?!"
It didn't look like a lie, and Ji Shenyu shuddered: "It's really not you?"
Ding Keyu said angrily: "I don't know what you said, it's not me anyway!"
Ji Shenyu was full of suspicion, and when he got home, he sat down for dinner as if nothing had happened, glanced at Ding Erhe, and the other party nodded at him. Dinner is about to begin, and since Ding Hanbai is no longer picky, the dining table is much quieter.
After a while, he suddenly said, "Senior brother doesn't know how to cook, so I don't know if I eat well every day."
Jiang Caiwei and Jiang Tingen took advantage of the situation and tried their best to describe the tragic situation of Ding Hanbai. However, before Ding Yanshou could feel his sympathy, Ding Erhe said, "Han Bai is very capable, so don't worry if you put aside carving and make a lot of money."
Ding Yanshou glanced away and motioned to continue. Ding Erhe then said: "A regular customer in the store is a collector of antiques. He said that Han Bai is quite famous in the circle, and it is a real thing and a good thing to sell."
Ji Shenyu hurriedly looked at Ding Yanshou's expression, and added: "Turning on antiques doesn't mean putting aside carvings, the two are not in conflict."
Ding Erhe avoided the words: "He moved things before, it should be the antiques he collected. I didn't expect that he had been secretly doing it for a while. In short, don't worry, he can't be bad anywhere."
The topic came to an abrupt end, Ding Yanshou was stagnant, and the others did not dare to speak out. Ji Shenyu clenched his chopsticks tightly and stared at the rice with his eyes down, for fear of raising his eyes to look at Ding Erhe, which would spoil his appetite!
A seemingly unremarkable meal made Ding Yanshou uncomfortable for half a night. Ji Shenyu patted her back for a massage, took care of her until late at night, left, turned back to the living room and kicked the door. Ding Erhe was watching TV, when he heard the sound, he turned back and glanced lightly.
Ji Shenyu straight to the point: "Second brother, you are really Sima Zhao's heart." He deliberately mentioned Ding Hanbai, and everyone else knew that picking up pitiful words made Ding Yanshou soft-hearted, but Ding Erhe seemed to comfort, but in fact, Ding Hanbai's movements Confess the bottom.
Ding Yanshou's greatest pride in his life is Ding Hanbai. It's all because of the other party's craftsmanship and responsibility. Now there are waves of unresolved problems. Others have tried their best to break the ice between father and son, but this bastard has only added fuel to the fire.
Ding Erhe was always indifferent, looking innocent and gentle. He said, "I'm telling the truth, and Han Bai has done everything. Are you afraid that the uncle will know?"
Ji Shenyu said, "Don't come here. Father and son are connected with each other. You don't need to thread a needle. My brother has only been walking for half a month.
Dinglehe asked: "Shouldn't it be my turn?"
Ji Shenyu said: "Even if he never touches the family business again in his life, even if you become a big boss tomorrow, then you will just drop the pie that day, and then you can eat it wisely, don't mix it up in dissatisfaction. "
Dinglehe Qingtu: "what are you?"
Ji Shenyu replied: "I am nothing, and you are nothing in my eyes. The master of this family is the master, and the elder brother is the only son who is favored by the master, and there is no delisting from the account book, so you should weigh it carefully. So proud."
After Ji Shenyu finished speaking, he left, neatly, and turned off the lights all the way. Returning to the small courtyard in the dark, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally after venting his anger, he suddenly laughed. After hanging out with Ding Hanbai for a long time, the choking man also learned a bit. When he reached the north porch, he heard something when he pushed the door open. When he turned around, he saw a huge fireworks blooming in the dark night sky.
Red, blue, yellow, shining, one after another.
The Spring Festival is over, who suddenly put flowers at this time
At the end of Sha'er Street, Ding Hanbai stood in the corner with a cigarette in his mouth, and a few boxes of lit fireworks were placed on the ground near the outer wall. Colorful and loud, it should draw some attention.
Ji Shenyu stood in front of the door and looked at it, waiting until the last flower was annihilated, as if all the splendor had never happened. Not yet lost, there is a little light, faint, erratic.
Ding Hanbai picked a new wicker by the river, bent it, pasted two layers of white Xuan, added a small plate, and lit it up. At this moment, the dangling Kongming lantern penetrated into the sky little by little.
Pearl, have you seen it? he said in his heart.
Ji Shenyu could see clearly, the sky-high Kongming Lantern was so bright, it was brighter than the stars in the sky. He rushed to the center of the courtyard, raised his face, and his chest was full of emotions.
The roses are in bloom.
The writing on the lamp is clear - I miss you too.