Men and women eating in the courtyard

"The first turning of the island ice wheel"

"See the Jade Rabbit, the Jade Rabbit rises to the east again early."

"The ice wheel is off the island"

"The universe is extremely clear"

…

Tong Huimei was dressed in white and stood in the center of the flower hall, as beautiful as when Li Xuewu saw her.

It was also in this mansion and flower hall that the two of them met for the first time. As time went by, things changed and people changed.

But the folk art is still the same, but Li Xuewu's skills are much higher.

When Ding Wanqiu insisted on dragging him to appreciate this elegant quintessence of Chinese art, he naturally laughed at it because he had no taste.

Yu Shifu's disciple, Tong Huimei's senior brother, and Mr. Zhu's son Shubao, sang the song "Silang Visits His Mother" so well that Li Xuewu couldn't tell which princess and consort he was singing.

Listening to Tong Huimei's "The Drunken Concubine" today is still foggy, but I feel that today Tong Huimei has the tenderness, euphemism and sadness of Yang Guifei.

Mai's father and Mai's mother, who were sitting nearby, looked at each other and saw surprise and excitement in each other's eyes.

When the song ended, there was no applause, no cheers, and no comments or rewards.

When the dream comes back to reality, this is still the deep courtyard, in front of the flower hall.

Tong Huimei's bright eyes were gentle and flowing, as if the imperial concubine was still drunk, and she looked forward with a smile.

When Jiaojiao handed the tea to her, Tong Huimei woke up, smiled slightly, blessed herself with the two teachers Mai, and then took her sister's tea.

The breeze is gentle and the rain is drizzling, and the autumn sadness is lingering. The flower hall is the place where guests used to meet, and it was also the location of the old singing hall.

The window lattice is stuck with glass, which is hot inside and cold outside, and there is already fog on it.

The raindrops dripping from the eaves seemed to flow through everyone's hearts, with a trace of ripples.

Father Mai glanced at Li Xuewu and said softly: "Just ask Miss Jin to sing a section."

Li Xuewu nodded and looked at Jin Jiaojiao, indicating that she was ready to play.

Tong Huimei sat next to Li Xuewu, watching her sister walk in front of everyone, and gave her an encouraging smile.

Jin Jiaojiao also smiled slightly, glanced at her sister, and spoke:

"Being entangled suddenly reminded me of the scene when I was married. I had a few moments of tenderness back then."

"I have to arrange quilts and embroidered pillows, so I won't waste a moment of gold on his wonderful spring night."

…

Li Xuewu has listened to it a lot, and Jin Jiaojiao always sings it at home.

"Chun Gui Meng" learned the singing style that their master got from Mr. Mei's master Yanqiu School. He is young and ambitious, and he wants to learn all his skills in this school.

There are so many key points. If you imitate it more, you will understand the key points.

Li Xuewu's ears couldn't tolerate such elegant food, but the sounds of the play between the bed made him intoxicated.

You have to say that he understands that what Tong Huimei sings is the same as what Jin Jiaojiao is singing now, and he just feels that it is better than before.

But if you want him to confirm whether it is really better, or how much better, how can he understand this?

It may be that I love the house and the bird, and I just think about it.

However, judging from the facial expressions of the three Mai family members, their skills still have merit.

Jin Jiaojiao finished her song, stepped aside and sat next to Tong Huimei.

He glanced at Teacher Mai nervously, then glanced at Brother Wu and his sister in turn.

Tong Huimei was also worried, holding the little hand handed over by her sister, and looked at Teacher Mai together.

"Can you have a stage name?"

This was what Mai's mother asked after Mai's father looked at Mai's mother. Since both of them were women, and Li Xuewu was here, she had to be cautious about what she said.

Li Xuewu didn't know the difference between the stage names they mentioned and their real names. He had seen their household registration books, which were their current names.

Later generations still understand this industry, but it was already a highly developed entertainment industry, and stage names and real names involved many rules and legal issues.

There seems to be no dispute over names at this time, right?

After all, this falls under the rules of patents or brands. Private companies don’t have them, so where do they come from?

Little did he know that there were many hidden rules and stories behind this stage name.

Tong Huimei pulled her sister to stand up together, and said respectfully: "Because I haven't started training yet, the master hasn't given me a name yet."

Mai's mother and Mai's father looked at each other, and then Mai's father looked at Li Xuewu and explained: "I inherited my stage name from my master, and it has a small character. My original name is Maitian."

Li Xuewu nodded clearly and understood what was going on. It meant that now he was called Mai Xiaotian except for his family members.

I also call this when I go out to sing or make money. It is a kind of sign.

Maitian signaled to his lover again and said: "My lover is the same. He is a disciple of Xiaotong, and his real name is Huilan."

After speaking, he looked at Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao, nodded and said: "We know Teacher Yu, and we also know that he has many disciples, but we didn't expect..."

Before he finished speaking, Tong Huimei and Tong Huimei had already lowered their heads.

"A son never speaks of his father's fault"

Tong Huimei held her sister's hand and said in a tone that seemed helpless and resolute: "We sisters have become abandoned disciples. Naturally, we dare not call ourselves masters anymore. We are considered as lonely ghosts."

"Alas~"

Wheatfield sighed leisurely and said: "It's fate and God's will that this will happen to our pear orchard."

After speaking, he nodded, looked at Li Xuewu and said seriously: "We already know the abilities and skills of the two girls. It is a thing of the past to talk about inheriting from the master."

"Now not only Peking Opera, but all the repertoire has been entered into the Xiuxi Society, we have also entered schools, which means it is widely known."

Maitian glanced at his lover first, and then said to Li Xuewu: "If you don't mind, we will try our best to take over the teaching job."

Tong Huimei and Tong Huimei looked at each other with expressions of surprise, especially Teacher Mai's humble attitude, which made their hanging hearts settle.

Although they were extremely happy, the two of them still looked at Li Xuewu. Li Xuewu had to make the decision for them in this matter.

Li Xuewu can bring them here, naturally he hopes that they can have a good learning environment and go further on the road of Peking Opera.

Seeing Li Xuewu nodding, Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao knelt on the ground to kowtow to the Maitian couple.

This is the traditional apprenticeship etiquette. Unlike Mai Qinglan, the two of them have no school status and still observe the old etiquette.

The meaning of what Mai Tian just said seemed to be like teaching in a school. I don’t know how the two of them understood it. Maybe they didn’t understand it, or they just wanted to learn more.

Seeing them like this, the Maitian couple were caught off guard. They stood up and tried to help them, but this was not his original intention.

How could he take care of the people brought by Li Xuewu? He thought that if we all took a step back, it would be enough to have the title of teacher, and they would teach with all their strength.

Now Tong Huimei and Tong Kneeling have directly reached the last step and become the apprentices who will inherit the mantle. How can this happen?

Since entering the new era, they have not accepted any more apprentices, and all they want to do is concentrate on teaching in school.

The status of a husband is always much more respected than that of a husband. One is in heaven and the other is on earth.

The new era brings them not only the current hardships, but also the equality and opportunities to become artists.

Things that were low-class in the past can now enter the house and become guests.

These people are more able to enter the campus and become teachers. With the sudden change of status, they gradually have the idea of ​​​​retirement.

Today's sufferings are caused by relying on others and being entrusted by others. I don't want to open the gate again and accept disciples.

But after he had already knelt down, it was another matter to help him up again.

Li Xuewu also saw the embarrassment between the two of them, stood up with a smile and said to Maitian: "Uncle, we are all a family, and the skills of you and my aunt need to be passed down."

He gestured to the two people kneeling on the ground and said, "They are also sincerely asking for advice. I think it's the best of both worlds."

"this……"

Mai Tian and his lover looked at each other, then looked at Li Xuewu, and said: "You also know that now... now we don't have much status and fame. This... this is misleading."

"If it's not a refusal, but please don't be humble."

Li Xuewu said with a sincere face: "Since ancient times, art has been divided into fame and wealth, and masters and disciples have no distinction between high and low. The pain of today may not be the sweetness of tomorrow."

Seeing what Li Xuewu said, Maitian nodded, looked at the two people kneeling on the ground and said, "Get up, kid."

Mother Mai leaned over and helped the two of them up, without asking them to kowtow any more.

Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao were still a little worried after hearing Master Mai's refusal, but now they smiled again.

Hu Huilan held their hands and looked at their faces carefully, smiled and nodded, and looked at her lover with a confirmation look.

Mai Tian also felt something in his heart. He knew what his wife meant, and he was prepared and confident when he spoke to the two of them again.

After all, it was just as they guessed. The two girls in front of them were no longer "girls". No wonder they had such vivid expressions of understanding when they sang those two short verses.

How can a girl sing with the euphemism of a woman? This is a natural obstacle. Is it because the girl and the others still can't hear it?

The person was brought here by Li Xuewu, and what he meant in his words was that he was raised by Li Xuewu. Who else could he belong to if he wasn't Li Xuewu's person?

This is what makes them embarrassed. They are not sure how their relationship with Li Xuewu defines their relationship.

He waved his hand and signaled Tong Huimei and Tong Huimei to sit down. There was no need to perform the ceremony of serving tea.

These are all false. Li Xuewu saved them, arranged a place to live, and provided protection. This was enough for them to teach the two of them with all their strength.

Besides the relationship between the uncle and the daughter, they didn't care about it.

Maitian sat on the seat next to Li Xuewu, took a sip of tea, looked at Tong Huimei who was sitting next to Li Xuewu and asked: "Teacher Yu and the others left in a hurry, do you have any news?"

"there is none left"

Tong Huimei said bluntly: "My sister and I were left in the house. When we came in the morning, the master and others disappeared. The brothers and sisters dispersed, and in the end we were left alone and helpless."

After saying that, he looked at Li Xuewu and said: "If Brother Wu hadn't taken him in, the two of us would have committed suicide by hanging ourselves, and we would have saved ourselves from being a burden to this world."

Li Xuewu glanced at them with a smile, and then said helplessly to Maitian: "It's just a coincidence."

"My brothers have grown up and they always have their own houses. I am familiar with the owner of this house, Master Ding, and through his introduction I bought Master Yu's house to make a home for my brothers."

As he spoke, he motioned to Mai Qinglan who was sitting opposite and said, "That's where Biaozi lives."

Mai Qinglan nodded to express her understanding. She was also a student of the school, and she knew which teacher from the school lived in the house opposite the school.

In the past, she only knew that there were many young people studying arts in that house, which was not unusual in the alley in front of the school.

Of course, she had never met Tong Huimei and she had no impression of them even if she had.

It’s better not to have too many handsome men and beautiful women at the entrance of the theater. Everyone is used to it.

She is now looking at her parents' two new apprentices and is surprised and sighing, fate is really unpredictable.

He has no friendship with Teacher Yu, but now his parents have accepted him as his apprentice, and he is married to the owner of Teacher Yu's house.

Speaking of this, Mai Qinglan seemed to have a new understanding of Li Xuewu's financial resources.

The house was not small. From what I said just now, it was definitely bought by Li Xuewu personally for Li Wenbiao's wedding. It must have cost a lot of money.

With this kind of financial resources and friendship, I can't even blame Li Wenbiao for attacking her, and I promise to make the decision for her.

If I had such a brother who gave me such great support, then I would be convinced.

Until now, Mai Qinglan still doesn't understand how that small recycling station can make so much money. Even the capital city can't afford it and wants to go to the steel city for development.

Anyone with a normal mind would think these words were a joke, but she couldn't laugh now because the facts were right in front of her.

This Brother Wu also had the financial resources to raise two canaries and hired his own parents as teachers. Most people couldn't afford this.

She is not a child who doesn't understand anything. She has heard countless things her parents said before.

Mai Qinglan is not a serious practitioner and does not have the ability to stand on stage, but she can still be regarded as an insider.

Regarding the matter of raising Qingyi, he thought it was very ordinary, that is, it happened in front of him, and he was a related person, so he thought more about it.

Now looking at Brother Wu sitting with the two junior sisters, she somewhat understood why Li Wenbiao was so obsessed.

What Brother Wu said to him last night was not arrogance or bragging. Based on their arrogance, it was true that there was no shortage of women.

In this world, I really don’t dare to guess or think about who the ugly person I met on the road might be.

Just look at people like Li Wenbiao who dare to be with two people. Crazy times create fantastic people.

Li Xuewu said with a smile: "Fortunately, I was soft-hearted at that time and almost turned Biaozi's house into a haunted house."

Everyone couldn't laugh when they heard his hell joke. Isn't this a reflection of the life of everyone in the room.

Except Li Xuewu.

If it hadn't been for Li Xuewu, the Mai family's house would have become a haunted house, and Mai Qinglan would have lived on the streets like these two women.

It's lucky to meet someone like Li Xuewu, but he can't spare his life even if he encounters a bad person.

Tong Huimei lowered her head and said nothing. Listening to Master Mai talk about her past interactions with Master, she still couldn't help but think of the past.

They studied under a teacher and had a deep love for each other. Although the pear orchard was nice, they were alone.

Mr. Zhu’s surname is Zhu, and his stage name is Shubao. Mr. Zhu’s third son is extremely talented and extremely talented.

They are both top students in their school, one is Xiaodan and the other is Qingyi, they are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts.

I originally thought they were birds of the same forest, flying separately when they woke up.

Jin Jiaojiao said that the elder brother had an old covenant with Mr. Ma's eldest daughter Hongmei, and they were engaged to be married out of necessity.

Master didn't take me with him, I'm afraid it has something to do with this,

The drizzle is still outside the window, and thinking back to yesterday, it feels like a lifetime ago.

If you think about it carefully, it has only been half a year, things have changed and people have disappeared.

With today's apprenticeship, they are no longer rootless duckweeds, their thoughts are clear, and when they raise their heads, their eyes are clear.

"Master, if we do something wrong or bad in the future, we will be beaten and scolded. I hope Master will not hesitate to teach me."

"Okay~Okay~Okay~"

Wheatfield said hello three times, smiled and accepted the two people's salutes again, and then comforted: "Although we are old people, we have new etiquette. Don't do these red tapes in the future, just learn the art with your heart."

After speaking, he smiled at Li Xuewu and said, "I have taken advantage. When Teacher Yu comes back one day, Huimei and Jiaojiao will be just my apprentices."

Li Xuewu smiled and said: "That's how it should be."

I'm afraid this is what Maitian has been hesitating about just now. He would lose face if he said it to steal someone else's apprentice.

If Teacher Yu doesn't come back, he will continue to ask for help. Once the situation improves and he comes back to find his apprentice, it will inevitably lead to a lawsuit.

What Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao said is useless. They are the beneficiaries and have no say.

Maitian doesn't want to have to shoulder such a blame when he gets old. He feels sorry for himself and his lover.

Now with Li Xuewu as a guarantor, and listening to the accounts of Tong Huimei and the others, it was Teacher Yu who abandoned the apprentice on his own initiative, and it is not considered that he robbed him. It will be clear when the time comes.

As the conversation started, the atmosphere in the room became better again. Everyone agreed on the study time to start tomorrow, and also talked about the direction of study next.

Li Xuewu didn't understand this, so he just smiled and signaled to them, then got up and went outside.

Mai Qinglan got up and followed out, catching up with Li Xuewu at the entrance of the flower hall.

"Brother Wu"

"Oh, something happened?"

Just as Li Xuewu was about to go down the steps, he turned around and glanced at Mai Qinglan who was chasing him. He said with a smile: "I don't understand this. Let's go play billiards. When did Biaozi come to pick you up?"

"Ah, yes, he said he would come later."

Mai Qinglan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Xuewu and almost forgot it.

At this moment, looking at Li Xuewu on the second step, Mai Qinglan thanked her sincerely: "You are tired."

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Didn't I tell you that you don't need to talk about this?"

After speaking, he motioned to the flower hall and said: "Go, spend more time with your parents, and come here often when you are free."

Mai Qinglan nodded and said: "I will get along well with Wen Biao, I have caused you no trouble."

"Haha~"

Li Xuewu smiled and nodded, gesturing in the direction of the restaurant and saying: "Have hot pot tonight. When Biaozi comes, don't let him go. Let's have dinner and watch a movie together before going back."

As he spoke, he also pointed in the direction of the cinema with his hand and said: "There are movies every weekend. Let Biaozi accompany you to watch them."

After saying that, he had already walked out of the rain curtain and headed to the opposite sitting building. He thought that over there was the billiards room he mentioned.

The house here is still too big, and the clear smoke under the rain is not very clear.

But with its green bricks and green tiles and antique charm, life here must be beautiful.

The hot pot dinner in the evening was very lively. Basically all the members were present, and even more family members were having fun together.

The rain outside was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, but it never stopped, just like the situation outside, it was generally cold and cold.

There was fog on the glass indoors, it was the steam from the hot pot, and the enthusiasm of the people, it was to dispel the severe cold.

Wang Xiaoqin and others toasted and chatted with white wine at the table. Everywhere they went, there would be roars of laughter, causing the children to turn their heads and look around, laughing again and again, not knowing what they were laughing at.

Hot pot paired with white wine, the more we talk about it, the more we talk about it.

White wine goes well with hot pot, and the more we talk, the more we talk.

Li Xuewu didn't go to see the next movie. After finishing the hot pot, he left and wanted to find a car to go home.

The Willys in the courtyard cannot be opened. Not to mention the rain leaks, you have to get rid of the mud, so you can't do anything wrong.

Anyway, the old lady and Li Shu have to stay for a few days, so we can wait until they are picked up.

With this in mind, he was about to call the driver when he saw Lao Biaozi also coming out of the courtyard.

"Finished?"

Li Xuewu glanced at him with a smile and said, "Why don't you spend more time with your father-in-law and mother-in-law?"

"Hey, I can't speak."

Old Biaozi smiled, then raised the key in his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Where is your wife?"

Li Xuewu glanced at the courtyard, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't start trouble just after trying to persuade them to make peace."

"No, they are still eating."

Lao Biaozi explained with a smile, and while walking to the parking lot, he said, "I'm fine. Come back to pick her up after seeing her off, and send her two junior sisters back together."

Li Xuewu nodded, agreed to his arrangement, jumped on Gas 69, and let him show his courtesy.

It had been raining all day. I don't know when it stopped. Li Xuewu and the others didn't notice it when they came out. They realized it when they were on the road and there were no raindrops on the front fender.

Although the moon has come out and the water on the road is reflecting the light, there is a lot of water vapor in the air and the sky is still gray, as if it will rain again at any time.

But looking at it now, there won't be any rain tonight, and it will be sunny again tomorrow.

“It’s autumn and there’s a lot of rain.”

Lao Biaozi turned the steering wheel onto the main road, muttering: "One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains require wearing cotton..."

Seeing him babbling silently like an old man, Li Xuewu found it funny and said, "Let's talk about this now. When you go to Steel City next month, you won't get too cold."

"You're still saying that!"

Lao Biaozi muttered: "I didn't tell her because I didn't plan to take her to Steel City. As soon as you finished telling her, she started discussing with my husband and mother-in-law about preparing cotton-padded clothes."

"Are you a little dizzy?"

Li Xuewu squinted at his elder brother and said, "If you don't want to go, I'll quickly replace him with someone else."

After saying that, he looked at the front of the car and curled his lips and said, "How about a month or two months? A newly married couple will get old sooner or later if they continue to live like this."

"What can she do~"

Lao Biaozi was also a little helpless and said: "I am going to do a career, not to settle down."

"Don't talk nonsense, you must bring your family members."

Li Xuewu said impatiently: "I won't gossip with you. If you go over there, stop talking nonsense, live a good life, and try to give birth to a big fat boy next year."

"Hey~ you have so much on your mind!"

Lao Biaozi leaned on the steering wheel to study and looked at the road ahead. It was raining and the light was reflected, which made it difficult to drive.

"If I really want to give birth, I would also like to have a daughter, but I don't want a boy. I'm so embarrassed."

After speaking, he gestured to himself and said to Li Xuewu: "I have been a son for so many years, and I still don't know what kind of virtues a son has?"

"It's amazing if you can do this!"

Li Xuewu twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and then said: "I am going to Steel City this month. I am not sure whether Jicheng can go there. We will tell at that time."

"I'll take care of the problem this time. Just go ahead and do it."

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes, thinking about the situation in Steel City, and said helplessly: "There are still not enough manpower."

Lao Biaozi chuckled and said: "The stall is still big. We don't have many customers, but we are short of manpower."

Li Xuewu glanced at him. He was so careless and heartless. If he didn't know how careful and careless he was, who would dare to use him to do things?

"Take care of your third uncle's house during this period, and don't let your third uncle come back and scold you."

"cant!"

Old Biaozi looked at Li Xuewu with a smile and said, "Mai Qinglan is very clean. She wiped everything when she lived in the house, and even bought a lot of gadgets."

After speaking, he sighed melancholy and said: "I hope to go to Hong Kong City now, so I won't have so many worries."

"Don't pretend to be a depressed young man like me."

Li Xuewu wiped his eyeballs and said: "You are just a street kid who got lucky and found two flowers. You are as beautiful as eating stinky dog ​​shit."

"Hey hey hey~"

The old Biaozi was not ashamed to scold Li Xuewu, he was just showing off here on purpose.

Li Xuewu ignored him, and he knew he would be beaten if he continued talking.

"Second Master came back in the afternoon and said that Master Zhao has asked for your help."

Lao Biaozi drove the car, glanced at Li Xuewu, and said: "I asked the second master to bring you a painting. It's quite long. It's called Spring or something."

"What you'd better say is a particularly serious kind of painting."

Li Xuewu said helplessly: "If that's what I want, tell the second master to tell the other party that I'm married and don't need that kind of stuff anymore."

"Box box box~!"

The old man almost burst out laughing. He held the steering wheel and waved his hands: "No, no, it's not that kind. I thought it was so, so I opened it secretly and took a look."

As he spoke, he pointed to the back of the car and said, "You can see for yourself when you get home. It's just mountains, trees, etc. It's not interesting."

Li Xuewu twitched his lips and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

"What!~"

Lao Biaozi looked like a gentleman now, and said with a pinched neck: "I am also married, how could it be what you think? I just want to help you appreciate it and don't let him be fooled."

"so what?"

Li Xuewu leaned on his seat and asked, "Who painted the painting?"

"A person named Huang"

Lao Biaozi hesitated for a moment, looked at Li Xuewu and said seriously: "I'm talking about the red, orange, blue, green, indigo and purple yellow! It's not the one you think!"

Li Xuewu: "..."

"Let's talk about what he wants to do."

Li Xuewu really couldn't understand what to do with this guy, so he skipped this bug and let him continue.

Lao Biaozi smiled and said, "I mean he wants his grandson and grandson's wife to go back to teach."

After speaking, he explained: "Didn't something happen before? They are very smart. The whole family went to hide out. They just came back and they were thinking about going back to work."

"Then come on, what are you doing with me?"

Li Xuewu took the rag on the table and wiped the inside of the car window.

It was cold outside and hot in the car. This guy kept talking and was out of breath.

Lao Biaozi drove with his back bent, fearing that if something happened, if he drove the car into a ditch, Brother Wu would definitely think that he was deliberately retaliating.

"That's what he thinks, but the school needs them."

"Besides, the school hasn't started yet, it's just a reform activity. They're afraid that if the shutdown lasts for a long time, there will be no jobs."

"I can't do this"

Li Xuewu threw away the rag in his hand, clapped his hands and said, "I don't know anyone in the education department. Please return the painting soon."

"Hehe~ The second master said the same thing."

Lao Biaozi smiled and said: "Second Master only told him that if he wants to save his life, it's OK, but he can't get along with someone who wants money rather than his life."

"Isn't that right? I insist on sending the painting. Please give me some guidance."

"Let me show you the way first!!"

Li Xuewu pulled up the window and looked outside, then pulled back and clicked his watch, saying: "It's ten minutes away, it's almost half an hour, you've already driven it!!!"

"ah?!!!"

"Can't!?"

The old Biaozi also panicked, stepped on the brakes, pushed open the door and jumped out of the car, looking back and forth. He seemed to see a shadowy figure of a very old man.

"Hehe~hehe~"

After confirming where this place was, Lao Biaozi stood under the car and smiled dryly at Li Xuewu: "Brother Wu, we have arrived at the East Second Ring Road, how about we..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you!"

Li Xuewu glared and said, "I'm leaving the city now, where are you going to send me?! The tomb!"

"Box box box~box box box~"

The old Biaozi just giggled, but he didn't dare to get in the car for fear of being beaten.

Li Xuewu glared at him and said, "Get in the car quickly and drive back!"

Why don't we just go back? If we go further, we will reach the end of Princess Tomb. Dongsishitiao is very close to Li Xuewu's home. It only takes more than ten minutes to walk on a rainy day.

He felt something was wrong just now. This kid was having a good time chatting. His eyes were looking at the road, but not at both sides of the road. He had already passed Gu Ning's hospital, but he didn't see it.

The glass on Li Xuewu's side was also smelly, so he didn't bother to wipe it, so he wiped it on his side.

But it's a good thing that he was sent directly outside the city.

On the way back, Lao Biaozi became more serious and did not dare to talk nonsense anymore. He found the intersection of the shipping warehouse and turned in.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Brother Wu"

When he arrived at the door of his house, Lao Biaozi got out of the car with a smile, took the paintings in the car for Li Xuewu, and rang the doorbell first with a smile.

Li Xuewu took the long scroll painting, nodded at the old man and said, "If you drive like this, you will have to go abroad sooner or later!"

After saying that, he heard footsteps coming from the courtyard. He shook the painting in his hand and said to the old Biaozi: "Tell the second master that the schools in the city can't arrange it. People from outside the city ask him if he can do it. Guaranteed safety, food and accommodation included."

He looked at the pictures in his hand, and said impatiently: "If you are willing, you can send them to Hongxing Village. If you don't want to, just come to me and ask for a painting."

Seeing Qin Jingru opening the door, Li Xuewu said, "That's it, go back and open it slowly" and entered the hospital.

Qin Jingru saw Brother Biao standing at the door, smiled and said hello, looked back at Li Xuewu who entered the hospital, and quietly asked the old Biaozi: "Why are you still angry?"

"Hehehehe~"

Lao Biaozi was really heartless. When he saw Qin Jingru asking, he felt funny thinking about what just happened.

"The fog is heavy. I drove too far and went outside Qiancheng."

"Kekeke~"

When Qin Jingru heard what he said, she covered her mouth and laughed, pointed at him, made a threatening look, and then closed the door.

The time was not very late, it was just seven o'clock. Li Xuewu changed into slippers and went upstairs when he saw no one in the living room.

On the second floor, Gu Ning is teaching Dong Mengyuan to do his homework. This kid is like a ball at home, how can he still write well here?

That is to say, Gu Ning is here, otherwise there will be smoke.

It seems that children are quite afraid of Gu Ning, not in a dangerous way, but that she is silent more often and less smiling, and her quiet personality is not liked by children.

Li Xuewu is different. Although he looks fierce, his tone and attitude have an aura that children like.

Dong Mengyuan saw his senior brother first, smiled and wanted to say hello, but saw his aunt looking over, and quickly lowered his head to read his homework.

He had no intention of reading what was written in the notebook. He raised his eyes hard to see what the elder brother had brought back.

Gu Ning had known for a long time that it was Li Xuewu who had returned. The window was open and the sounds in the courtyard could be heard.

He knocked on the desk and signaled Dong Mengyuan to be more serious, and reminded him: "What will happen if your mother comes back and sees that you haven't finished your homework?"

"Hit...beat the stick"

Dong Mengyuan knew what was going on. He touched his palm unconsciously and quickly focused on his homework.

When Gu Ning raised his head again, he found that Li Xuewu had put the things in his hands on the tea table in the small living room and that he had already gone to the back room.

She just glanced at it and didn't get up. It wasn't until Li Xuewu took a shower and changed into pajamas that he asked, "Is everything okay at home?"

"Well, it's nothing."

Li Xuewu picked up the words on the tea table and walked into the study. He bent down and looked at the homework that his junior brother was writing, and reached out to touch his head.

"Did you listen to your aunt at home?"

"Of course... of course I listened."

Dong Mengyuan is small and the desk is high, so he can't reach it, so he can only squat on a chair and write.

Originally, Gu Ning wanted to sit on him with a book, but he was unwilling and just thought of this posture.

When answering Master Brother's question, I wanted to say that of course I have to be obedient, but then I thought about whether this answer seemed a bit forced and inappropriate, so I changed it again.

Otherwise, it would be better to say that a person is a kid but a devil.

Li Xuewu smiled and handed the painting to Gu Ning and said, "This is a gift from a friend. Find a place to hang it, or you can just put it away."

Gu Ning glanced at Li Xuewu. He rarely took things from home.

She said it was a gift from a friend, but she knew that Li Xuewu had no painter friends.

He took off the straps and opened the scroll on the desk, but it turned out to be an antique landscape painting.

Li Xuewu glanced at it and said: "It shouldn't be very valuable. The painter is still alive."

Gu Ning tugged at the corner of his mouth, but did not open it all. He rolled it up again and tied it up. He pointed to the top of the bookshelf and said, "Put it on top first. Then go back and find a box to put it in."

She was very accustomed to Li Xuewu's customs. Artworks were only valuable to him but not valuable. He could not appreciate the value of art itself and did not like it.

There are no calligraphy or paintings at home, but his favorite calligraphy is mounted on the wall, which looks very domineering.

It is true to say that paintings are worthless while the artist is still alive, but it is not true.

The value of a painter's works while he was alive is the most intuitive reflection of his artistic value.

As times change and years pass, the reason why the works gradually appreciate is not because the artistic value of the paintings has increased, but because time has given the paintings a deeper preservation value and story value.

It sounds mysterious, but it's actually very simple. Antiques today were also very valuable in the past.

For example, what kind of big blue and white jar, what kind of giant fruit plate with dragon?

These gadgets themselves are precious things, so they are also precious items when they are passed down.

Now you have to explain that the dishes and water jugs handed down from ordinary people's homes are valuable, and they are only worth a rare amount of money.

It may not be enough for you to eat a bowl of beef noodles, or it may not be worth the cost of buying a new dish.

Someone else said, why are the dishes and water jugs handed down from the Pottery Age valuable? !

It should be said that this thing is valuable because it is so long ago. It is so long ago that the value of time covers the value of the item itself and brings about the unsolved mysteries of time, making it very valuable.

It's six years now. You roll some mud into a bowl, bake it, and ask Li Shu to draw some symbols for you. If you keep it carefully, it will be valuable five thousand years from now.

At that time, people may give you a good name for this bowl, and call it "The Defiant Bowl." There is a note on it: I have argued with history.

Li Xuewu didn't care how much the painting was worth. No matter how valuable it was, it wasn't as valuable as what he had in his hands.

Even if its own value is invincible, the number of paintings in my hand is still invincible!

Paintings of living people?

Haha~

Why? !

its not right!

At this time, there were many painters who had died ten or a few years ago, and their paintings were bought in bundles.

Wu Sijue, Gao Xieyi, Xu Huama, Yu Gongbi...

The two from Southern Huang and Northern Qi also left more than ten years ago, Huang Binhong and Qi Huaxia.

There are many people alive, young and old, Li Sharan, Zhu Shanshui, Pan Tshou...

Li Xuewu wondered whether he should collect and protect famous modern and contemporary paintings so that people would not have to pay for them.

There is no taboo in buying this thing. The key is that it is of high value, not much worse than collecting those "junk" items.

Thinking in his mind, he casually chatted with Gu Ning about family matters, and at the same time asked her if she would call her husband and mother-in-law to inquire about the situation.

Gu Ning just nodded, not talking about family matters in detail like him, which made Li Xuewu dumbfounded.

This is because I feel annoyed.

They say that after the seven-year itch, a couple's relationship will become dull, but it doesn't even last seven months!

Qin Jingru walked upstairs, took a look at the study, and said, "Brother Wu, tomorrow's clothes are on the bedside~"

"knew"

Li Xuewu responded, then waved to Qin Jingru who came out of the master bedroom and said, "I haven't given you the salary for the past two months yet."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of five yuan from his pocket, placed it on the desk and pushed it over.

"For two months, that's exactly forty yuan."

"Thank you, Brother Wu~!"

Qin Jingru deliberately waited for Li Xuewu to come back before going upstairs to deliver clothes, just to get wages.

Li Xuewu had always settled her salary, and Gu Ning would not remember such a thing.

Of course, she didn't expect that Li Xuewu would miss her wages, but she was worried because she didn't have any money in her pocket~

Now that I'm about to get married, I have to be a little conscious about the money I have in my pocket.

It was supposed to be settled last month, but Li Xuewu went out for training.

The settlement date has come again this month, but Li Xuewu has been busy, so she has the nerve to ask for it directly.

Fortunately, I had a break today, so I deliberately hung out in front of Li Xuewu.

Of course, Li Xuewu discovered her little thoughts. How could the Prince of Hell miss the kid's money?

Oh~ right!

Is anyone going to lose money tonight? !