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It was another day off. Li He decided to go to his rented place to have a look. After two classes in the afternoon, it was only four o 'clock. He went back to the dormitory to pack a few clothes and waited for He Fang at the school gate.
He Fang had formed a habit of freeloading meals in the name of improving her diet. She informed Li He in advance and asked to wait at the school gate to leave together.
Sometimes, He Fang felt that life had changed from being unable to eat to being a picky eater.
He remembered that in high school, he would eat a pancake for breakfast.
For lunch, a steamed bun and a five-cent vegetable soup.
For dinner, he would eat steamed bun and vegetable soup. If he wanted to improve his diet, he would look for salt and go to the market to find some yellow spinach leaves. He would quietly pick them up, wash them in a secluded place, and break them into bowls.
He had almost forgotten how he had survived those tough days. Sometimes, he would scold Li He for leading him astray and becoming a picky eater.
As soon as He Fang left the school gate, he saw Li He who was pushing his bicycle. Just as he was about to run over, he was stopped by someone. He thought he had misheard, but when he turned around, he saw a boy walking towards him shyly.
Li He also saw him from afar. He knew this boy.
This was Xiong Haizhou from the Philosophy Department. He didn't need to look to know that he was also here to deliver a love letter.
Xiong Haizhou wasn't handsome, but his youthful face revealed a bit of shyness. He handed a confident letter to He Fang. "Let's be friends!"
He Fang felt helpless, but he still had to put on a serious expression. "Thank you for your kindness, Xiong Haizhou. I will seriously consider it!"
He Fang didn't know whether to reject or accept. He Fang was quite distressed.
He Fang was a good girl who was loved by everyone. She was tall and full of youthful vigor. Her delicate facial features revealed a kind of beautiful pink. Her black hair was tied into a ponytail, overflowing with a kind of natural beauty. Under her curved eyebrows were two big eyes, which reflected wisdom and confidence. Her simple clothes showed a woman's maturity and seriousness.
Now that the food was good and she was in a good mood, this kind of invincible youthful power attracted many boys in the school. She did receive a lot of love letters.
Many people knew that Li He and He Fang were close, and many people came to Li He.
At the age of youth, influenced by some Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, the way to express love began to become colorful. More and more people began to express their love bravely.
With his heart racing, he went home, picked up a pen, and wrote a love letter with revolutionary feelings. It went like this: Comrade xx, after xx activity, the scene at that time was still vivid in his mind.
With such a letter, he went home and wrote a love letter with revolutionary feelings. After vaguely feeling that the other party should be able to understand his meaning, he folded the written letter into a heart shape and asked someone to pass it to him or in person.
He Fang put the letter into her bag and felt very helpless. She sat on the back seat of the bicycle and looked at Li He who was smiling slyly. She was very angry and punched Li He. "Hurry up and go, don't smile so slyly."
Li He pedaled the bicycle fast and finally felt a trace of the summer breeze. But he still couldn't stop sweating like rain. He turned around and said to He Fang, "I say, big sister, your charm is too great. How many young boys will die under your pomegranate skirt?"
Li He pedaled the bicycle fast and finally felt a trace of the summer breeze. But he still couldn't stop sweating like rain. He turned around and said to He Fang, "I say, big sister, your charm is too great. How many young boys will die under your pomegranate skirt?"
He Fang said, "You have nothing to do, don't talk nonsense to me."
"I'm telling the truth."
He Fang said with a smile, "You say 'four is forty is ten is forty is forty-four is fourteen'."
"The truth is the truth is the truth is the truth is the truth is the truth is the truth is the truth is the truth …"
He Fang laughed. "You say 'Zen is a flower' again."
Li He said, "Fan thinks of a branch of hair."
She laughed again and said, "You can't hope to distinguish the retroflex tongue from the flat tongue, the nasal from the lateral."
Li He's words immediately poked He Fang's funny point.
Li He usually pronounced "plane" as "gray plane", "assassination" as "suicide", and "Huafeng" as "crazy".
When they got home, He Fang washed her face and hurriedly went to buy groceries before the market closed. She also fetched a basin of water for Li He. "You should wash up and change your shirt. It's drenched in sweat."
Li He wiped his face, wrung the towel dry, and hung it on the rope. "I'm going to Old Man Lee's place to make more food. I'll have a drink with him tonight."
As soon as Li He entered the door, two figures jumped out of the house and tried to pounce on Li He.
The two puppies had grown into big dogs, taller than Li He's knees.
Because Li He spent more time in school, they were placed at Old Man Lee's place to keep him company.
They looked similar to a Spirit Dam Dog, but Spirit Dam Dogs had nothing good except running fast.
After thousands of years of survival of the fittest, the Shandong Fine Dog was formed. As the saying went, those with good endurance could run like a horse. Although they weren't the fastest, they were good hunters. They could catch a rabbit in a few turns.
Li He entered the courtyard and saw a mess of porcelain and broken things at the corner of the door.
It was still as hot and stuffy as always. The ceiling fan in the cramped room was whirring again. Old Man Li was half-naked, using a knife to repair the porcelain seriously. He raised his head and glanced at Li He. "I didn't hear the dog barking, so I knew you were back …"
Li He picked up a repaired porcelain and placed some nails on the bottle. "This is very good. You're always tired."
Old Man Lee rolled his eyes at Li He. "This is called a sawing. There are a few cracks, and there are a few holes. The two ends of each hole are fixed with nails. They should have used brass nails, but I couldn't find any, so I made do with iron nails."
Li He was lost in thought. Old Man Lee put down the knife and used a rope to secure the broken pieces. Then, he pressed the drill rod on both sides of the joint and pulled the bow back and forth. Then, he inserted the sawing nails into the holes and hammered them tightly. Finally, he applied glutinous rice paste and bone glue.
Li He said, "Master Li, you're really an expert. I admire you." "This skill is almost lost.
I remember that only a few old masters in the Forbidden City know how to do it. I don't know if there are any masters in Jingdezhen. As the saying goes, 'no nail marks in the bowl, no leakage in the soup' means' sawing '. "Old Man Lee sighed. Then, he stood up and gave a piece of paper to Li He." This is the list I made for you. They are all good. If you don't see them, I'll throw them all in the yard. I'll ask Su Ming to take them away some other day. There are still a lot of big furniture. Hurry up and take them away. They take up too much space. "
Li He took it in his hand and looked at it. He didn't know where it came from. He looked around the house and then at the yard. He said disappointedly, "Uncle Li, I can't have so many days off. My house is almost empty because of you."
Old Man Lee just drank a mouthful of water. He hurriedly swallowed it and said angrily, "You're still not satisfied. Not to mention the porcelain and jade, the red sandalwood and agarwood in the house can't be bought by many people in a lifetime. You just have a good opportunity."
Hearing this, Li He pointed to the big round table in the yard doubtfully and said, "I didn't mean that, Uncle Li. That table is so heavy. It should be red sandalwood. I went there myself. The seller said it was from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It was passed down from the ancestors. How could it not be?"
Old Man Lee pursed his lips and said, "Are you doubting my judgment? If I'm wrong, I'll gouge my eyes out. This is yellow sandalwood. It's far from it. The real red sandalwood from the Ming and Qing Dynasties is rare. Although this one is not real, the other two houses of yours have a few real ones. Don't take it for granted. "
In the end, Li He asked reluctantly, "Is it true that most of them are fake?"
After getting the confirmation from Old Man Lee, Li He couldn't tell what he was feeling. Although he knew that many of them were real, it did not meet his expectations at all. In the past three years, he had spent more than 200,000 yuan, but two-thirds of them were fake. This was a heavy blow.
When he went out, he kicked a plum vase heavily. It was not enough to vent his anger. He raised it high and threw it hard on the ground.
Old Man Lee did not say anything. He shook his head and scolded in a low voice, "Crazy."
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