Ji Shenyu did not expect that a classmate would invite him out to play, so he went out early, carrying a little private money from Yangzhou, and was ready to treat him. In fact, he also had some classmates and friends in Yangzhou, but when his master left and his mother drove him away, it was a problem to settle down.
He ran with his three or five classmates for most of the day, and people took him to watch movies, wander around the university, and chase after unfamiliar streets... After eating at noon, he didn't speak, just listened to other people's lectures in class or grade He giggled when he was happy to hear the trivial matters. In the end, everyone asked him to borrow the homework to copy, and he agreed without thinking.
When they came out of the hotel and threw themselves into the scorching sunlight, everyone was thinking about what to do next. The monitor yawned and greeted everyone to play poker at his house. Ji Shenyu didn't like playing poker, so he asked, "How about we go to the museum?"
Everyone laughed at him as being sick, and said he was filthy, so he had to keep silent and stop expressing his opinions. But he really wanted to go. This city is so big and there are so many historical sites and former residences of famous people, but what he wants to go to most is the museum.
Ji Shenyu couldn't get everyone to agree with his suggestion, and he didn't want to accommodate other people's ideas, so everyone went to the monitor's house to play poker. He took the bus to go home, the journey was long, and he almost got lost.
After getting off the car, I walked very slowly, slipping to the side, being scorched by the sun, and taking a break in the shade of a tree just a few hundred meters away. Ji Shenyu leaned against the tree and saw a taxi, and then saw Ding Keyu and Ding Erhe get off the bus, presumably returning from Yupinji.
The two had already arrived at the door of the house while they were talking. Ji Shenyu called his brother to catch up, and wanted to ask what to do with the question from the master. Ding Hanbai didn't let them touch the hibiscus stone. Do they have to choose the material again.
Ding Erhe took the lead to look back, but didn't answer, Ding Keyu then turned around, but responded: "I'm not at home, I didn't go to the store to help, I've been playing for a day?"
It was only after two o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Shenyu was dripping with sweat: "I went out with my classmates, I thought my classmates didn't remember me."
He explained with a smile that he was happy because his classmates remembered him, but Ding Keyu ignored it: "I just told us something?"
Ji Shenyu was stunned by the heat, and finally felt that the attitude of the two senior brothers was a little cold, so he calmed down, removed his smiling face, and put on a humility: "Hibiscus stone can't be used anymore, Master has been busy recently, shall we still carve it?"
Ding Keyu said: "You still have the face to mention the hibiscus stone. If you didn't explain a lot that day, the eldest brother could scold us directly? What are you dragging us to mix with their grandfather's affairs?"
Ding Erhe never said a word, but did not persuade him. Ji Shenyu didn't expect that several days had passed, and he was still waiting here to ask him about his guilt. He replied, "I didn't expect the master to say that, I apologize to you."
"No need." Ding Keyu showed no mercy, "Of course you can't think of it. You are the little five appointed by the uncle. When you close the door, you are all a family, and you are stupid."
Ji Shenyu watched the other party leave, Ding Keyu's words were choking, Ding Erhe didn't speak, but the eyes that fell on him were cold enough. He was sorry for the name Ji Fangxu gave him, because he talked a lot and caused a conflict, and he didn't know how to resolve it.
Ji Shenyu's good mood dissipated. When he passed the large living room, he saw Ding Hanbai writing on the round table, white Xuan, black ink, and well-behaved line.
He couldn't smile, but lowered his face.
Ding Hanbai's smile suddenly faded: "Who messed with you again, why are you mumbling at me?"
Ji Shenyu didn't intend to enter the house, so he took the next step. He rushed over at irregular steps, imitating Ding Hanbai's rage that day, and slapped the edge of the table with a slap.
The words just written were splattered with ink, Ding Hanbai stretched out his arms, Ji Shenyu's cheeks froze.
"Have you been bullied by your classmates? What are you crazy about?" Ding Hanbai drew a stroke on Ji Shenyu's face, "If you have the strength, give me some ink and paper, otherwise I will leave and I won't have time to play with you."
Ji Shenyu was shy and hated that Ding Hanbai was angry that day, but he didn't want to chew on his tongue, so he suffocated and studied ink. After the ink is well researched, Ding Hanbai lightly dips it in two strokes, and writes down: Words must be done, deeds must be fruitful.
This is the family motto of the Ding family. Every jade sold is marked up, and if it is hung for a long time, it will be replaced with a new one.
Ding Hanbai put it away after writing, without saying a word, he hurriedly wrote, Ji Shenyu patronized and admired it, and said unconsciously: "A big pearl and a small pearl fall on a jade plate, and a pearl is broken into two petals." He stretched out his hand to grab the rice paper, Chasing Ding Hanbai around the round table, "Who are you saying to break two petals? Jade is easier to break than pearls!"
The air was soaked with the fragrance of ink, and the two of them were sweating profusely. Later, Jiang Caiwei came in to persuade the fight to stop. Ding Hanbai returned to the small courtyard with paper, ink, pen and inkstone, Ji Shenyu followed, and outside the arch, he saw Jiang Tingen sitting on a rattan chair and sleeping.
Looking more closely, there was the book "Like Mountains and Seas" on the legs of the chair. It was covered with dust, and the pages were crushed in half. Ji Shenyu was in a hurry.
During the battle between heaven and man, he took a deep breath, but before he could swallow, Ding Hanbai rushed over and kicked Jiang Tingen to the ground with the rattan chair attached.
Jiang Tingen screamed: "Big brother! What are you doing!"
Ding Hanbai picked up the book and scolded: "I've been hoping for more than half a month, but I didn't see it, you are so rude?! Empty mind reading a fart book, go back to your home and do your homework!"
Jiang Tingen was pissed, calling Jiang Caiwei to call the shots, and the yard was suddenly quiet. Ding Hanbai turned back with the book in his hands, looked straight at Ji Shenyu, did not hide any hints, and wished to write the subtext on his forehead - I vented my anger for you, so I should take a look at it.
Ji Shenyu stepped forward and took the book: "Thank you, brother." After speaking, he went back to the bedroom.
Ding Han put the white pestle on the floor tile under his feet, feeling dazed, chest tight, unbelievable, and suddenly recounted all the symptoms of suffering in the world. After returning to the house and passing by Ji Shenyu's window, he said unhappily, "Being perverse, being clever is useless."
Ji Shenyu threw out a sentence: "He is arrogant and arrogant, and knowledge is useless."
If you don't talk back to people, you can die!
Without further ado, Ding Hanbai went back to the room to blow air-conditioning to take a nap, flipped a few times, put on his clothes and took a shower, after a long toss. They slept for a total of two hours, and woke up with a sense of loss and a crush on that old book.
He put on a pair of pure white short-sleeves, the thin cotton cloth revealed thin muscles, and walked lightly to the next window, wanting to see what Ji Shenyu was doing. If he was sleeping, he would go in and take out the book.
Take it, not steal it.
Ding Hanbai, a famous scholar, can the matter of a scholar be called stealing
The door was open and the window was hidden. He was a thief in his own courtyard. He pushed the window open a crack and saw the empty bed first. Looking deeply, he saw Ji Shen Yu'an sitting at the table, also changing his clothes and washing his face.
Ji Shenyu sat at the desk with concentration, with the old book in front of him. Now it is not only old, but also broken. With milky glue and a brush at hand, and a bottle of oil, he was repairing the book, and the door could be opened faster.
Ding Hanbai knew the bottle of oil. One of their processes to protect the wood was oiling. He understood what Ji Shenyu was doing. The cicadas chirped to cover up the sound of the window being pushed open, and he changed from peeking to onlookers, leaning against the window frame, digging at the edge of the window, his eyes glued to the other person.
Sunlight splashed on Ji Shenyu's half body, and his pupils were bright tea-colored, filling his eyes like a white porcelain bowl with Biluochun. With a slender neck, he stared at the fragments of the book with his head closed, his ears reddened and blurred in the light and shadow on his hair.
Those hands without calluses moved extremely lightly, dripping glue and brushing oil, and smoothing every fold with his fingertips. The most rare thing is that there is no pause, and each process is connected. He handles it like a craftsman who knows how to make perfect.
After Ji Shenyu finished, he puffed up his face and blew the seam.
People blowing, Ding Hanbai didn't know why he opened his mouth, and he pulled out a piece of the window edge with all his strength. Ji Shenyu turned around when he heard the sound, and stared at him in a daze. He held the window, no embarrassment after exposure, and said openly and honestly: "Bring the glue, I will glue the piece that was cut out."
The windows are glued together, and the people are better. Although they don't speak to each other, they don't seem to be angry.
Ji Shenyu took out the dried book: "Senior brother, let me show it to you."
Ding Hanbai almost forgot that he was here to steal the book, so he took it properly: "It looks just right with my pile of scraps."
Ji Shenyu was itching: "I want to see it too."
The two of them were sitting under the porch, sharing a book with the pile of water debris in between. Ding Hanbai explained clearly and clearly how to divide porcelain and pottery. Don't forget.
Ding Hanbai suddenly asked, "You can repair books?"
Ji Shenyu teased: "It's sticky." The other party didn't continue to ask, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to read, and unknowingly finished the first volume before sunset. Ding Hanbai closed the book, looking for something to say: "Are you happy to go out with your classmates?"
Ji Shenyu was happy, but also regretful: "I want to go to the museum, but everyone doesn't like it."
"You want to go to the museum?"
"Yes, but I don't know the way."
Ding Hanbai's favorite places to go since he was a child are the antique market and the museum. The former depends on the private market, and the latter depends on the official news. He doesn't know why Ji Shenyu wants to go. Not uncommon.
He said, "I'll take you there tomorrow."
Ji Shenyu hurriedly thanked him, the bright smile was still his first look, strictly speaking, it was not the first time, but this smile was returned to him.
Ding Hanbai likes jade, good wood, cultural relics and antiques, and spends a lot of money on food, drink, and entertainment. The most important thing is the mood of others. This time when Ji Shenyu thanked him and smiled, but his heart was bright in the deep sun, maybe because Ji Shenyu smiled a little nicely, otherwise he could only be surprised.
However, after a thought, Ji Shenyu fell asleep quickly that night, and slept with unprecedented stability. When he woke up in the middle of the morning, he first checked whether the person next door had woken up, the door was closed, and Ding Hanbai had not woken up.
He happily went to wash up, changed clothes, put pen and paper in, went to the front yard to have breakfast, ate a portion, finished everything, and the door next door was still closed. He knocked on the door: "Master, are you awake?"
There was no movement inside, and he pushed open the door to find that there was no one in the room.
Ji Shenyu searched around, this small courtyard, inside and outside the front yard, and even went to the second uncle's east courtyard, there was no sign of Ding Hanbai anywhere. He bumped into Jiang Shuliu in the front yard and hurriedly asked, "Mother, have you met Brother Shi?"
Jiang Shuliu said, "He answered the phone early in the morning and went to the unit, as if something happened." She reached out to wipe the sweat off Ji Shenyu's face, "Let me tell you, I forgot."
Ji Shenyu's expectations collapsed into mud, but he still didn't give up: "When will Brother Shi be back?"
Jiang Shuliu said, "It's possible, I'll call you over the weekend, I guess there's something urgent."
Maybe Ji Shenyu's lost mood was so obvious that Jiang Shuliu couldn't bear it anymore. After asking the reason, he called Jiang Caiwei and asked Jiang Caiwei to take him to the museum.
Ji Shenyu actually wanted to wait for Ding Hanbai, but Jiang Caiwei changed her clothes quickly, and he went out with Jiang Caiwei.
On weekends, the museum was crowded with people, and there were queues at the entrance. Jiang Caiwei pulled Ji Shenyu, for fear that the other party would get lost. People crowded in, the space inside was huge, and it suddenly became loose again.
Ji Shenyu saw a porcelain plate and said cheerfully, "Auntie, I know this." No one answered, he turned to look for Jiang Caiwei, but the crowds came and went behind him, but he saw Ding Hanbai across countless strangers. .
Didn't Ding Hanbai go to the unit? Why are you here
Since he's here, why don't you bring him with you
Ji Shenyu moved his eyes and saw a girl standing beside Ding Hanbai. They were discussing something with the picture album in the museum. Whatever you said, the girl who Ding Hanbai said knew, and what the girl said. Ding Hanbai also knew.
Ji Shenyu suddenly understood, Ding Hanbai didn't want to bring him to the museum, he wanted to come to the museum and carry him by his feet. But no matter what, why not do it
I forgot to not pick him up that time, but this time I completely regretted it.
Ji Shenyu was silent, he had no position or qualifications to ask this brother to pay attention to him, so he had to look away. The white porcelain plate is still the white porcelain plate, but he doesn't want to trust Ding Hanbai anymore.