Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

When Li Chu came out of the bedroom again, he put on a gray Chinese tunic suit. This one was new, it was just made last month, and he had never worn it once.

"That's about the same." Li Qin nodded in satisfaction this time.

"Sister, Qiu Nan took them out before, and I didn't pay attention to them. There are three new ones hanging in the cabinet, as well as shirts."

"I just said that I always see Qiu Nan making clothes for you. Why do you still wear such old clothes? Be careful in the future and don't gossip about Qiu Nan."

"Got it, sister."

"Okay, go quickly if you want to go. Where are the two paintings and calligraphy you brought back?"

"It's in the study."

...

Half an hour later, Li Chu came to the road of Xu Damao's old restaurant on his bicycle.

I haven't ridden a bicycle for a long time. When I tried it in the yard just now, Wang Yueyue, who ran out after hearing the sound, had a good time, and couldn't straighten up laughing.

He pushed his bicycle and walked slowly east along this road, and soon saw the shop that his sister told him about.

There was no door hanging at the door, so a piece of paper with four big characters of framed calligraphy and painting was pasted on the glass.

He propped up the car, took the two calligraphy and paintings in the box from the back seat and walked in.

"Comrade, do you want to frame calligraphy and painting?"

As soon as he entered the door, a voice asked.

Li Chu followed the voice and looked over, and there was an old man in his sixties sitting in the glass counter, holding a cigarette pot in his hand.

"Hi, may I ask if your surname is Chen?"

"Yes, it's me, you are..." The old man at the counter put down the cigarette pot in his hand and stood up.

"Oh, Wang Ziwen is my brother-in-law. I came here today to ask you, can you restore calligraphy and painting here?"

"Repair calligraphy and painting?"

The old man surnamed Chen was a little hesitant when he heard the words, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "Can you let me look at the things first, I don't dare to say without seeing the details of the damage."

"I brought the calligraphy and painting." Li Chu put the two added boxes under the creaking nest on the counter.

"What's strange to me is that although the place where the calligraphy and painting are stored is relatively damp, the calligraphy and painting give me the feeling that they have been fished out of the water and then dried out. They start to drop scum when they are moved."

Old man Chen was just about to open the box to have a look, but he paused after hearing Li Chu's words, and then took off the elastic band wrapped around the box more carefully, and opened the box gently.

The calligraphy and painting in the box, the paper has turned yellow, and the corners are still cracked.

Old man Chen glanced at Li Chu suspiciously: "Comrade, where did you find this thing? It can't be..." At this point, he stretched out a finger and pointed down.

Li Chu was taken aback by this action of his. He lowered his head and looked at the bottom of his feet. It took him a while to realize what he meant.

People in love regard him as a Tufuzi.

"Master Chen, you misunderstood. This was collected by a friend 20 years ago. He is no longer there. We forgot to have these things before, because the street office wanted to collect the house. We only discovered these things when we were sorting out things in the past. "

Regarding Li Chu's words, old man Chen was still a little skeptical. If he hadn't called Wang Ziwen his brother-in-law when he first entered the door, he would have been kicked out by now.

"Did Lao Wang not go to the theater these two days?"

"Huh? My brother-in-law never listens to opera."

After all the words were finished, Li Chu realized that he was testing him, or he didn't quite believe what he said.

"Little brother, I'm sorry, I have to be careful, if this thing really comes out from below, it's a crime."

"It's all right." Li Chu waved his hand, what could he say.

"It's really because your thing doesn't seem to be caused by flooding."

Old man Chen explained, and then he opened the other box and took a look, it was in exactly the same state as the previous one.

"I'm sorry, I can't fix this. If you open it rashly like this, the painting will probably be completely destroyed."

"Master Chen, how do you think this is caused? When I saw it for the first time, I suspected that it was not caused by flooding."

"It's hard to say. There may be too many situations. As I said just now, it is very likely that it came out from below, or it may have been drenched in water and not handled properly."

Old man Chen covered the two boxes again, fastened them with elastic bands, and pushed them towards Li Chu.

"If you really want to say who can repair it, Mr. Ma in the museum is one of them, but I want to ask Mr. Ma to help..." Old man Chen shook his head.

"As for whether anyone in Sijiu City can repair it, I can't think of it for a while."

Li Chu looked at the two boxes on the counter with some regret: "Okay, then I won't bother you any more, thank you Master Chen for your guidance."

"I didn't help at all, so I can't thank you."

Seeing that the old man was still wary of him, Li Chu didn't stay any longer, picked up the two boxes and left.

After old man Chen stood at the counter and watched him go away on his bicycle, he quickly walked out and went straight to a small shop next to him, said hello to the boss, picked up the phone on the counter and dialed out.

He was still a little worried, so he called just to confirm.

He knew that Wang Ziwen had a wife and younger brother, but he had never seen him before. He only heard that they were in the army, but the age of the two people he knew did not match.

As far as he knew, Wang Ziwen's wife and brother were in their fifties, but the young man just now was only in his thirties.

No one answered the phone, old man Chen hung up the phone in disappointment, looked up at the watch on the wall of the canteen, and then realized that the guy couldn't be at home at this point, if he was right, he must be at Shichahai Woolen cloth.

Thinking of this, he walked back to his shop, pushed out a 28 bicycle from inside, turned around and locked the door, and rode the bicycle towards Shichahai.

When he arrived at the teahouse, it was bustling inside. It was cold, and these old men were worried that there would be no place to play chess.

You can't go up to the second floor. There are four chess booths in the lobby on the first floor, and there are even more people watching around.

"Old Wang, Old Wang, come out, I'll ask you something."

"Old Chen, what's the matter?"

"Come, come, let's talk at the door." Old man Chen dragged Wang Ziwen from a chess stand, and dragged him to the door.

"What's so mysterious about it? I'm playing chess and I'm about to win."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, I remember you said you have a brother-in-law, right?"

"That's right, this teahouse belongs to my brother-in-law, what's wrong?"

"How old is your brother-in-law?"

"It seems to be fifty-one, but..."