rebirth after the end of the world

"I'll wait for you two to come." Lian Zi said with a smile.

"Then we're leaving now." Zhao Wumian waved to Lian Zi. "Goodbye, sister Lian Zi."

"goodbye."

After Zhao Wumian and Liu Qingfeng left, Lian Zi turned his attention back to the stall in front of him.

This is a small stall selling antiques. Unlike other stalls that are messy and full of things, this stall only has seven or eight items. They are one piece of jade, two pieces of porcelain, one piece of bronze and several pieces of antiques.

A calligraphy and painting.

The jade is a ring-shaped dragon jue, only the size of a palm. It is simple in shape but full of charm, warm and smooth. It looks like it has been around for some time, and it should be an ancient jade. One of the porcelain is a bowl and the other is a vase. The carcass is delicate and the color is pure. It looks like

It is also extraordinary; the bronze vessel is a small tripod, which seems to be the kind used for burning incense. As for the scrolls of calligraphy and painting, only a small part has been opened, and they seem to be landscape paintings.

The owner of the stall is an elderly grandfather. He wears a half-worn gown, has gray hair, and his face is covered with wrinkles like the ravines of the Loess Plateau. He has a rickety figure but has an aloof and indifferent spirit.

God. Of course, this is not the most attractive thing to Lian Zi. What makes Lian Zi feel that this old grandfather is unusual is that from the farce that happened just now, he has basically remained unmoved, neither participating nor taking any action.

Comments, and unlike other stall owners who shout loudly, he does not take the initiative to sell his products to people, but just lets nature take its own course.

"Grandpa, can I take a look at this calligraphy and painting?" Lian Zi asked.

"Look, little girl."

Lian Zi knelt down and gently picked up a half-open scroll, which was a piece of calligraphy.

Lian Zi has no research on calligraphy and painting, and her appreciation ability is limited. She is a novice in calligraphy and painting, but even so, she can see the extraordinaryness of this calligraphy from the elegant, smooth and powerful force.

The paper of the scroll has turned yellow, probably because the owner has preserved it well, so it is not damaged. But now it is exposed to the air and without protection, this thin paper is more fragile than a cicada wing. Lian Zi tried his best to make his movements gentle.

, so as not to damage this precious painting and calligraphy.

"Are you selling this calligraphy and painting?" Lian Zi has a general sense of antiques and does not particularly like them. In fact, compared to the antiques themselves, Lian Zi prefers the culture and stories behind them. The reason why she wants to buy these antiques is

Because she saw from this old man his cherishment of these carriers that represented inheritance. She was willing to do her little bit to fulfill his wish.

Lian Zi could see that this old man would never sell his treasures if he was not forced by the helplessness of life. Moreover, if it was not to his liking, even if someone was willing to buy it, he would not necessarily sell it.

"Sell." The word "sell" seems to be a sigh, but also seems to be unwilling. All the old man's emotions are contained in this word.

"I dare to ask, can you tell me why you want to sell these antiques?" Lian Zi rarely delved into other people's private affairs, but the old man in front of her gave her a really different feeling. She suddenly wanted to know,

What made him give up his persistence?

"It's nothing special. I have a granddaughter who is sick. I am old and have no energy to work. I can't earn points, so I can only sell these belongings." The old man's tone was very calm, without blame or pretense.

The show of weakness makes the listener feel infinite sadness.

Lian Zi thought that after five years of experiencing the apocalypse, her heart had been hardened enough, but when she really faced this again, she still couldn't remain indifferent.

ps: I studied until 1 o'clock last night. I got up at 7 o'clock this morning to continue reviewing and go to the exam again. I was exhausted.

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