It was still a broken table in the room. The wine and vegetables were moved away, and three layers of thick cloth were placed on top. Fang Zun properly placed it on top. Ding Hanbai and Ji Shenyu sat on each side, staring, staring, reluctant to touch it, for fear that the treasure would be damaged.
Ji Shenyu asked, "Senior brother, is this really worth a million?"
An astronomical number, how many people would never dare to dream of having one million in their entire lives, Ding Hanbai nodded and opened the large mirror to examine his lips. Flawless, lips and short neck, one shoulder and abdomen, well preserved everywhere. After thinking about it, he was covered with medicinal mud to isolate oxidation and buried in the ground. If he hadn't encountered a huge difficulty, how long would he have been buried...
At this time, the old man hummed a play in the room, singing a passage from "Farewell My Concubine". Ding Hanbai walked into the house and listened carefully. The song name of this play was "Deep Night", and it was really fitting to sing at this moment.
Zhang Sinian leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and sang the words in a tactful manner. At the end of the last word, his dry and wrinkled eyelids were already red. Ding Hanbai sat beside the bed and asked, "Master, if I don't need money, how long do you plan to bury Fang Zun?"
Zhang Sinian said, "I don't know." Maybe it will be buried for another ten or twenty years, until he dies. He is not afraid of death, not at all, and it doesn't matter if he lives or dies. He opened his eyes suddenly and moved his lips, but he didn't say anything, he just smiled infinitely desolately.
Ding Hanbai's heart really hurts: "Old man, that object made you suffer, didn't it?"
Zhang Sinian nodded, shook his head again, and glanced out the window in a panic. He was old and his voice was old, and at this time, he sounded particularly hoarse: "I used to be like you... just like you!" He was suddenly excited, as if Ding Hanbai would not believe it. But he used to be like Ding Hanbai, high-spirited and like a grandfather, but in order to protect those precious treasures, he went blind, his family died, escaped, and suffered unbearable humiliation.
He was too scared to know if there would be another round for the rest of his life, so he was apprehensive.
Ding Hanbai asked softly, "Master, what did you think when you asked me to dig the ground?"
Zhang Sinian showed fear: "I'm going to cross my heart." At this looming juncture, he made a gamble, the baby was delivered, and everyone was happy; if it didn't work, there would be some danger, he would take it up in the future, anyway, a cheap life doesn't matter. .
After some words, Ding Hanbai couldn't calm down for a long time. He remembered that Ji Shenyu always touched Liang Hecheng's fingers, so he learned to hold Zhang Sinian's hand. An old hand, a large hand covered with thick calluses, skin-to-skin, conveying things that are indescribable in words.
"Master, don't be afraid." Ding Hanbai coaxed, "Nowadays, there are a lot of people doing business, and there are also a lot of rich people. You didn't say that times have changed. These antique treasures are protected and no one will take them away. Ruined, never will."
The old man's eyes were stunned, remembering the past crying like a child.
Ding Hanbai was heartbroken, stroked the other party's gray hair, that Fang Zun could solve all his problems, but faced with the shadow in Zhang Sinian's heart, he was in the dark night and made up other ideas.
In his sixties, he has lived with his fears buried for decades. As an apprentice, he cannot only think about himself.
When Zhang Sinian fell asleep, Ding Hanbai walked out of the room lightly, and was stunned to see Ji Shenyu still standing by the table, staring straight at the table, but he didn't move. When he knocked on the table, Ji Shenyu hugged Fang Zun with a shudder: "Be careful! What if you touch it?!"
Ding Hanbai laughed and said, "Go home, I'm sleepy."
Ji Shenyu's face was serious: "No, I have to watch it. You go to the inner room and sleep with Master Zhang, I will guard it."
This look is too funny, I can't pull it away, I can't pull it, and my little butt sticks to the chair. Ding Hanbai took a basin of water after taking a shower, twisted a wet towel to wipe Ji Shenyu's face, and put a toothbrush in his mouth after wiping.
Ding Hanbai asked, "Now you're all looking at it and don't look at me anymore, right?"
Ji Shenyu stared at Shi'er: "You think I haven't seen the world before, there can't be any mistakes before this baby is let go, I must look carefully. As for you, I know how many moles you have on your body, don't look at it. Nothing in the eyes."
The reason for this was really choking, Ding Hanbai was helpless, locked the door and closed the window, turned back, picked Ji Shenyu up, and used brute force to abduct the person to sleep. Ji Shenyu swayed his legs, stared straight at Fang Zun, suddenly a pain in the buttocks caused Ding Hanbai to slap lightly.
Ding Han scolded: "Look at your virtue, what about your lover?!"
When the door was closed, Ji Shenyu resigned himself to laying the floor, lay down, and turned off the lights, but he was in Caoying, and his heart was in Han. He whispered: "Senior brother, you must find a good buyer, you must have money, and you must really like it. It's best to be handsome and good-natured..."
Ding Hanbai said, "Are you looking for a buyer for Fang Zun or an in-law's house?"
The snoring sounded on the bed, and Ji Shenyu asked, "Brother, how can we thank Master Zhang?"
Ding Hanbai murmured in his ear, Ji Shenyu was startled, but then he understood the reason very well. He hugged Ding Hanbai and said something else. He reached into his clothes and touched his broad back, and pressed it on the third section of his spine, where there was a small mole.
In the dead of night, thousands of households fell asleep.
Indistinctly, there was a little sound of rain.
Ji Shenyu got up, went to the outhouse lightly to see if Fang Zun was okay, came back and bumped into Zhang Sinian to drink water. After sleeping for another two hours, he got up again to see if Fang Zun was still well.
He came to see it for a while, and came to see it for a while. It was almost dawn, and he came again. Zhang Sinian got up to go to the toilet at night and asked, "Six-finger's apprentice, are you finished? Is it so hard for you to share the bed with my apprentice?"
Ji Shenyu blushed: "...I confirm that the thing is still there."
Zhang Sinian said: "I haven't lost anything I've hidden for decades, and it's still missing now?!"
It was bright, and Ding Hanbai, who had slept all night, was full of energy, and looking at Ji Shenyu, Danqing was puzzled. After listening to Zhang Sinian's speech, he was overjoyed. After the joy was over, he said solemnly, "Master, let me handle this Fangzun, no matter what you do?"
Zhang Sinian was startled: "You don't sell it?"
This master is too smart, Ding Hanbai said, "I don't want to sell it anymore. You like to go to the antique market. I will open an antique city for you to visit soon. You also like museums the most. Then, how about putting this treasure in a museum?"
Years are different, and the current situation has changed greatly. In those days, countless treasures were smashed and destroyed. Zhang Sinian had to protect them with his life, for fear of leaking a little bit of news. That fear is so deeply rooted that it is necessary to tie the bell to unravel the bell. If the party is handed over and the country will give it a positive praise, then Zhang Sinian's shadow will be completely removed.
This treasure is buried and can't see the sun, Zhang Sinian thought, if it is put into the museum, everyone can see and appreciate it. He trembled slightly and asked incredulously: "Can you really do that? Really... it won't bring disaster?"
Ding Hanbai nodded: "I'll do it, I'll take care of it."
The urgent need is still burning, but Ding Hanbai and Ji Shenyu both think it is worthwhile to solve Zhang Sinian's heart disease. The two of them continued their busy work. They went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau in the morning and had a meal with the leaders of the museum at noon.
Ji Shenyu didn't like socializing, and was forced to practice communication. Ding Hanbai said, "I'm doing business now, and there are always times when I'm too busy. I'm not going to ask you to ask anyone?"
But Ji Shenyu thought, he was only seventeen, and he didn't know how to handle matters. Will others believe him? Looking at Ding Hanbai again, this person is only twenty-one. Since he is worthy of Ding Hanbai, he shouldn't be too bad. The two proud spirits haven't relaxed for a long time. They wandered on the way between spring and summer, bought grasshoppers, and drank soda.
In a flash, the doorman in Peter's Western Restaurant, dressed well, opened the door, and a man and a woman came out, Jiang Tingen and Shang Minru. Jiang Tingen is like a flower in May, shy and ashamed, leaning on a branch, lingering with the temperament of loving you that is hard to tell in my heart. As for Shang Minru, it's just like taking the eldest nephew to dinner.
When the four of them met, they could not be regarded as old loves, but they were also childhood sweethearts recognized by their parents. Ding Hanbai called out "sister" and peeped to see if the little southern barbarian had any taste. Shang Minru didn't get angry, so he gave a lesson, blaming him for being sorry for his parents and elders.
Ding Hanbai asked, "Have you met my parents?"
Today, Ding Yanshou and Jiang Shuliu moved, and the merchant used to help and warm the house. After the toss, Jiang Tingen insisted on coming for coffee. Shang Minru swept to Ji Shenyu, looked at her, and sighed. She studied, worked, learned, and did. She knew a lot about ancient and modern Chinese and foreign affairs, and she was the most open-minded and tolerant type of person. But Ji Shenyu was still young, and Ding Hanbai was nothing, she sighed.
After saying goodbye, those who are not things and those who are still young are very disappointed, and have no interest in shopping, but do not want to go home. The two looked at each other for sure, and without any hesitation, drove directly to the second ring villa area.
The most expensive residential complex in the city, the gates are closed, and the idle people are not allowed to enter. Ding Hanbai and Ji Shenyu strolled along the outer wall, found the side of Lu Xi, counted the roofs, and stopped at the fifth. Ji Shenyu diverged his thoughts: "Number five, because you were born on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Master and mother only chose number five."
"..." Ding Hanbai couldn't think of anything to refute, he took a few steps back for a run, kicked against the wall and jumped straight up. He leaned against the wall and stared hard at what kind of tree was planted in the garden of No. 5. There seemed to be a pot of orchid next to the tree. Ba looked, and a man came out of the villa, leaning on crutches, tall and tall, it was Ding Yanshou.
He shouted, "My dad is out! Serve his flowers again!"
Ji Shenyu was very anxious: "It's my turn, come down and watch the wind, let me see!"
Ding Hanbai didn't move: "My mother hasn't come out yet, just wait."
Ji Shenyu didn't agree: "I pulled your pants, look at your ass!"
Like a little shrew, Ding Hanbai jumped down, squatted and let Ji Shenyu step on it, holding him up against the wall. He looked at the wind, there were no people here in the afternoon, and occasionally he would turn his face to look at them after passing one or two, and those with a strong sense of justice condemned them for stealing.
Ding Han white shirt, trousers, Swiss watch, but he opened his mouth and said, "What's wrong? People are poor and haven't seen the villa, can't you open your eyes? You steal chickens and dogs, steal your chickens and touch your dogs? The security captain didn't care, you Where did the people's police come from?"
He was arguing at the bottom, and Ji Shenyu fluttered his legs and said excitedly: "Mother is out! Brother Shi, Mum is wearing a cheongsam, and she is holding Master's arm!"
Ding Hanbai jumped up again and saw the harmonious two people at a glance, he thought, who did he become a lover and blame? It's not that he complained about the long-term love of his parents, and he was so fascinated by them that he would not be willing to give in half in this love.
Just as they were fascinated by the sight, the patrolling security captain shouted loudly and raised his arms to capture them. Ding Hanbai immediately let go and jumped down, and Ji Shenyu followed. "Little Ancestor!" He roared anxiously, for fear that the other party would fall, he hugged and ran wildly holding hands.
Ding Yanshou and Jiang Shuliu heard the sound and looked out, wondering what happened.
Ding Hanbai led Ji Shenyu to the end of the street, panting heavily and sweating on his forehead. Ji Shenyu wiped it for him, and murmured, "It's a shame. If my classmates know it, I will definitely laugh at me. If my buddies know it, no one will obey me."
Thinking for a long time, Ding Hanbai said: "The classmates are laughing, you laugh at their poor grades, if the guy doesn't agree, you just..." He didn't think of a solution for a while, after all, this Master Ji doesn't take stocks.
Ji Shenyu sighed: "Senior brother, Yupinji's technical shareholding is really excellent. If the family shares equally or the principal is fixed, it is not the most conducive to the inheritance of craftsmanship."
Ding Hanbai was stunned and grabbed Ji Shenyu's shoulder: "What did you say? Say it again!" His eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he wanted to eat people, "Yes, Yupinji Technology Co., Ltd...."
It made him forget that the most common thing is to determine the right of principal!
He said, "I've got enough money, I'm going to hold a stock subscription conference!"
All problems have a turn for the better. Ding Hanbai dragged his lucky star home and wanted to make some plans. No one will invest in stock subscriptions for no reason. Whoever is recruited, and whatever name they want, they must win all of them.
In the antique shop, Ding Hanbai has accumulated a lot of contacts in the collection circle, and he will recruit from those people. Picking out the top-quality objects in his hand, as well as the previous batch of top-quality products, he wants to attract people in the name of the collection.
Ji Shenyu saw this and went to cut the paper, the thinnest brush, chain link flowers and birds, leaving a blank. Broken house, broken table, Ding Han Bai posted to hold his wrist, rubbed it, and wrote the first invitation card with his pen.
Dozens of pictures, one painting, one writing, the deep alley is quiet and occasionally birds chirping, lining the afternoon sun. Ji Shenyu's wrist was sore, he put a pestle in Ding Hanbai's arms and enjoyed the kneading service. He asked longingly, "Brother, can it really be done?"
Ding Hanbai replied: "People are more or less conformist. Before I send out a post and organize a collection meeting, I have to find a few recruiters who have a good grasp of it, and ask them to set an example."
The goal has been set, Ding Hanbai is as busy as a top, here today, there tomorrow, how many words a mouth can say every day, his voice is hoarse. After sending out a few more invitations, there is no guarantee that all of them will come. In the evening, I invite a big leader to dinner. If this one settles down and releases the wind, more people will come.
A purposeful meal has never been easy. Delicious delicacies are decorations, and tea and wine are the most important things. Ding Hanbai waited for a quarter of an hour, but the other party was late because of the delay in picking up the child. He looked out the window, groggy, remembering the good time when he took Ji Shenyu to and from school.
At the entrance of No. 6 Middle School, Ji Shenyu rarely read all day and received a stack of examination papers. At the end of May, he became more and more nervous. Those who didn't work hard were working hard. What about him? How many sets of jewelry have he sold? Master, how are you? What I miss the most is that the elder brother socializes frequently, and his body can handle it.
He walked back alone, took a detour to the market to buy vegetables, went home for a simple bite, and then did his homework and carved beads. After everything was done, his hair was dried after taking a shower, and he hadn't waited for Ding Hanbai to come back.
Ji Shenyu sat by the door with a small bowl and cooked a pot of mung bean soup for himself.
He thinks about the three schools, and mainly wants to watch TV...
It was almost early morning, and there were faint footsteps in the alley, messy, broken, it was a drunk. Ji Shenyu listened with perverted ears, and even sang, wandering around, he wondered, why did the elder brother drink so much all day? The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and he was outside the door, and his body slammed against the door panel.
Ji Shenyu shuddered, he was eighteen years old, and he was no more courageous than seventeen years old.
The banging of the door is still singing. "The surging river..." Ding Han's white voice smoked, and his voice changed, "Ji Zhuzhu! Open the door for me!"
Ji Shenyu was taken aback, opened the door to catch Ding Hanbai, who was shaking, his face covered with alcohol. Staggering all the way, kicking over the stool, knocking on the door frame, he put Ding Hanbai on the bed, and only his underwear was left. Ding Hanbai was very drunk, Da Lala opened his mouth, but he was ashamed: "You... what are you doing?"
Ji Shenyu twisted the towel to clean it, his handsome face and broad shoulders were wiped everywhere. Reaching out and grabbing the edge of his trousers, he closed his eyes and squinted, and wiped the important parts. Ding Hanbai shouted in a hoarse voice, "Why are you touching my crotch!"
Ji Shenyu scolded: "Shout again, I will destroy you!"
Ding Hanbai said, "Waste? Then you have experience."
How can you be so drunk that you can choke to death? Ji Shenyu poured a bowl of mung bean soup for Ding Hanbai to moisten his throat, turned off the light after feeding, and went to bed next to him. After a long time, Ding Hanbai rolled over and hugged him, the alcohol warmed his cheeks.
It was a dark moonlit night again.
"Pearl," Ding Hanbai murmured, "... it's done."