14 The lingering sound | Is it a coincidence?
The autumn wind outside the car blew into Lin Weifeng's nostrils, and she sneezed twice.
The driver asked, "How delicious is this barbecue restaurant? Is it worth taking a taxi across the district?"
She looked away from Sharon's circle of friends and said in a hoarse voice, "It's hard to change the taste after you get used to it."
"What are the characteristics?"
Lin Weifeng opened his mouth, but couldn't think of any specific words.
Just like her, it is difficult to find an adjective to describe her.
All the positive adjectives are applicable to her, but they are all appropriate.
Moderate indifference and enthusiasm, moderate depression and happiness, even when he was treating Yang Xiuqi, he was able to have moderate likes and dislikes.
On the contrary, Sun Zhengxiao is a person who devotes himself to life wholeheartedly. Unfortunately, he is also a person who attracts scum.
Not only are the men around her scumbags, but even among her peers, she is easily envied. At the very least, people will make sarcastic remarks to her face, while at the worst, they will spread rumors.
Lin Weifeng is the exception to her habit of attracting scumbags.
Sun Zhengxiao sometimes couldn't understand how someone could be so devoid of even the most basic desire to compare with others, so devoid of even the slightest attachment to love. Didn't she want to be loved? Wouldn't she go crazy if someone she liked was ignored?
Lin Weifeng is good, calm and complete.
It’s better to peel off one layer, the inside is still good.
There weren't many things that could make her take a taxi to eat barbecue with such a heavy heart. Sun Zhengxiao felt that Jiang Yu had done something remarkable this time unintentionally.
When Lin Weifeng arrived at the store, Sun Zhengxiao was on the phone with a bad tone, as if they were arguing.
The two saw each other, Sun Zhengxiao stood up and waved, pointing to the seat next to her, asking Lin Weifeng to come over.
Sun Zhengxiao's voice became clearer as Lin Weifeng approached. "If you wanted to participate in this project, why didn't you just ask Teacher He? Do you know that hiding other people's supporting documents is childish and shameless?"
The other party had no intention of making excuses, but just said that what was hidden was not his.
Sun Zhengxiao exploded at the slightest provocation: "It's not mine? Ha, big sister, the blood flowing in your bones is called 'female competition', right? You are the type who bullies the weak and fears the strong! You dare to hide mine? You overestimate yourself. You only dare to pick on the little junior sisters who dare not complain. What a pity..."
The other party didn't want to say more and hung up the phone.
Sun Zhengxiao glanced at the phone screen angrily, "Who is this?"
Lin Weifeng sat down and glanced at her leisurely: "Is your roommate making trouble again?"
"I'm really impressed. I've always said I'd never be lucky with women. Even though I'm a PhD student, I can't even get a spot in such a great off-campus single apartment. I have to squeeze into a double room on campus with others. And this guy even likes palace intrigue."
"Who did you bully?"
"My junior sister who just started her PhD this year." Sun Zhengxiao drank a sip of Arctic Ocean to cool down. "What a coincidence! On the way out, I saw my junior sister crying, saying she lost something. I asked a few questions and found out! The proof she lost is the same one that showed up in my dormitory! I was wondering why Ning Sicheng was so sneaky when he came back to put his things away today."
Ning Sicheng is Sun Zhengxiao's roommate. He is aloof and they don't even have WeChat. If there is something, they just call each other.
Sun Zhengxiao didn't care much at first, thinking it was just her personality. But as rumors about her increased in school, especially her love history with a philandering man, she finally realized something was wrong.
After they had completely fallen out, Sun Zhengxiao would directly expose her face as soon as there was a little rumor, and quarrel until she felt satisfied.
Lin Weifeng took advantage of the chaos to hand over a business card: "Tell your junior sister, if you have any difficulties, you should find a lawyer. Just looking for me will only increase the sales of Eight-Thirty BBQ."
"Tsk," Sun Zhengxiao ate two bunches of potato chips, "but you look a little off today. Your eyes are dull and your lips are undersaturated. You don't look good at all."
Hearing this, Lin Weifeng gathered the macaroni in front of him and ate one-third of it.
Sun Zhengxiao also replenished her energy for a while. Before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she puffed her lips and asked curiously, "What do you mean, are you connected to Jiang Yu?"
Lin Weifeng shook his head.
"There's no connection, are you just being pretentious?" Sun Zhengxiao laughed.
Slowly, Lin Weifeng said, "I want to keep in touch."
Sun Zhengxiao said casually, "If you want it, you can have it."
"There's no way."
"There is a way."
"No."
"You think you don't have it because you don't dare to have it."
Lin Weifeng straightened up, wanting to refute, but he had no reason. Then he lowered his voice and said frankly, "No matter how daring I am, I can't fly over. If I don't fly over, what else can I do?"
Sun Zhengxiao asked, "When will he come back?"
"have no idea."
"A mysterious man with an uncertain return date is indeed difficult to deal with."
After reaching the first consensus, the two men held up the Arctic Ocean and clinked the bottles.
Sun Zhengxiao: "Come to think of it, I still don't know what Jiang Yu looks like. All those reports and news about you two only show your beautiful face, and he's always shown from behind. He's so mysterious."
Lin Weifeng was stunned for a moment. Indeed, after thinking about it carefully, he said, "His personality doesn't seem like someone who would be willing to appear on camera."
"I only care whether he is handsome or not."
"Very handsome."
"How handsome?"
Lin Weifeng paused while chewing his lips: "Yes... I fell in love with you at first sight."
"Oh my god! You've fallen for me!" Sun Zhengxiao laughed heartily and blurted out, "Is he as handsome as that guy? Song Ze."
Lin Weifeng was surprised: "You think Song Ze is handsome?"
"No...?" Sun Zhengxiao restrained his explosive temper and looked timid.
However, Lin Weifeng's attention was not on her. He tapped his chopsticks and said firmly and resolutely, "There is no comparison."
The effects of the macaroni gradually took effect, and Lin Weifeng began to open up a little. She could understand that her own anxiety stemmed from the uncertainty of her first love and her disgust for Yang Xiuqi.
With the words "love at first sight", this firm self-awakening allowed her to gradually adapt to her current state of mind.
"Oh, by the way, the art museum and I recommended Professor He Zhen to restore "Framed Portrait of Ladies." Lin Weifeng talked about business.
Sun Zhengxiao said "Oh" in a long and graceful tone, "So it's you."
"Um?"
"Teacher He held a team meeting a few days ago and mentioned a major project in Ryukyu: the restoration of the Framed Painting of Ladies. He also said that this project not only concerns the iteration of ancient painting restoration technology, but also contributes to national rejuvenation."
"Indeed, the international influence of 'Framed Ladies' alone is already enormous, let alone its restoration."
Sun Zhengxiao said frankly: "The title is too big, the funding is limited, and the number of places is limited."
"Have you been chosen?"
"Of course I do. I'm an excellent doctoral student!"
Lin Weifeng said to her, "And then Ning Sicheng started to act like a demon and try to grab the title?"
"Okay, the loop is closed." Sun Zhengxiao was speechless.
The two smiled and clinked their glasses again.
Good friends and macaroni, together, made sure that the hollow call record behind [Bully Can't Receive] flew away with the wind.
A month later, the museum made new progress in its efforts to recover the bluestone statue.
Lin Weifeng no longer insisted on contacting Jiang Yu, but directly inquired through the official channels of Interpol whether any official organization or private individual had registered the bluestone statue displayed in Mingshan Art Museum in the past thirty years.
Although the official process took a long time, I still received a reply via email.
Unfortunately, this statue is little known to the public and no declaration has been made from China.
Ding Yang led his staff to advance the consultation and negotiation work. They returned to the place where the cultural relics were unearthed - Jiangguan Village, Jiangzhan District, Jingjiang City, and found the original eyewitnesses.
On an ordinary sunny day, Lin Weifeng followed the art museum staff to collect evidence.
Jiangguan Village is one of the least economically developed villages in Jingjiang City. It has no tourism resources and no government funding. The villagers almost rely on basic agricultural activities such as farming and growing flowers to earn their living.
The most advanced enterprise in the village is probably the "Faduo Company" which produces flower jam and dried fruits and flowers.
It is said that the boss originally wanted to open a "Flower Company", but his Mandarin pronunciation was not correct, and when he went to register, the staff heard it as "Fa Duo".
By chance, these two words just happened to fit the "originality" of the company name.
On the day Lin Weifeng and his group arrived, the village was holding a rice field music festival.
There were no idols, no bands, it was just an event organized by villagers following the self-media’s model to celebrate the rice harvest.
The singers on the stage were all villagers.
However, the villagers who came on stage were not necessarily singing, some were cursing.
For example, right now, an aunt named Jiang Meiyi is holding a microphone and calling out to an uncle named Jiang Sanlu: "Jiang Sanlu, even if you hold the festival at your own expense, it won't change the economic backwardness of Jiangguan Village! If your father hadn't insisted on handing it over to the Buddha, our village would have been prosperous long ago!"
Jiang Sanlu was sitting in the audience. He jumped up and, without a microphone, could only shout, "Those are cultural relics, they are history, they belong to the nation! What the hell is our Jiangguan Village?"
Jiang Meiyi: "Listen up everyone! The village committee is talking about the land they were born and raised on!"
As they got closer to the stage, the "swearing" between Jiang Meiyi and Jiang Sanlu became clearer and clearer, penetrating the bright sunlight and resonating in everyone's ears.
The content of their quarrel is very rich, ranging from the present to the past and to the future.
The villagers seemed to be used to it, and regarded this back and forth segment with the voices getting louder and louder as a crosstalk.
The rhythmic music playing from the speakers became their background music.
In one of the sentences, Jiang Meiyi shouted, "You have guts? What the hell do you have? You only have guts like your son. You insisted on keeping Xiaoyu by your side and didn't let his mother take him away, but what have you given him in this life? He still has to rely on himself..."
Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu...
Lin Weifeng was stunned for a moment, so he didn't hear the rest of the words clearly.
Xiaoyu.
If his last name is Jiang, wouldn't that also mean Jiang Yu? And, he's a boy.
Is this a coincidence?
The ones who came to greet Lin Weifeng and his group today were the village chief and deputy village chief of Jiangguan Village.
Seeing this situation on the stage, his face was filled with disappointment and embarrassment, mixed with helplessness.
The village chief said, "Excuse me, leaders. Our village is quite far from the city, and we live quite casually. Now, although it sounds like everyone is arguing, it's actually a reflection of our simple and honest character. Please get used to it."
Ding Yang said politely, "Don't be so formal, Village Chief. We find this quite interesting."
Everyone walked slowly towards the core venue of the music festival. The deputy village chief happened to be next to Lin Weifeng, so Chief Lawyer Lin and Lawyer Lin briefly said a lot of official words.
The deputy village chief introduced: "This Jiang Sanlu is the owner of our village's 'Faduo Company.' He made some money and said he wanted to be the first person to lead Jiangguan Village in getting rich. He gave all the company's dividends to the villagers. Faduo is almost becoming the village's collective property."
It sounded like the deputy village chief was clearly praising Jiang Sanlu, but he also had an air of disappointment in him.
Lin Weifeng smiled, looked at Jiang Sanlu's back in the open field, and said, "This uncle doesn't look like a boss in his clothes."
"Hahaha, he doesn't look like a boss at all," the deputy village chief said, his hand raised high, waving it back and forth, his tone a mixture of admiration and disdain, quite helpless. "He's so pretentious, saying all day long that he's just a farmer and his main skill is growing flowers."
Lin Weifeng said: "Knowing that Kaixianhua Sauce Company has at least grasped the logic of the upstream and downstream industries, it shows that they have business thinking."
"The village leaders wanted him to expand and become stronger, and to go to the city to exchange high technology, but he refused. He insisted on staying in the village, and all he said was to protect his own piece of land."
"Why?"
"His family has been flower farmers for generations. When Jiang Sanlu's father, Jiang Zhi, was alive, their flower fields suffered a severe flood, resulting in a total crop failure for a quarter. Everyone has their own destiny, and just when they were starving, Jiang Zhi unearthed a Bodhisattva statue in the fields—the very object of your research today. At the time, no one knew it was such a significant artifact, a 'cultural relic.' Jiang Meiyi's father, Jiang Zhi's older brother and Jiang Sanlu's uncle, thought this treasure could be profitable. In those days, having enough money to eat was the greatest good, and this treasure could provide food for the entire village. But Jiang Sanlu insisted that his father contact the government to have it appraised and handed over, without taking a single cent from the government. Wow, it really is a cultural relic."
Lin Weifeng asked, "So, Uncle Jiang thinks his farmland is a blessed land, so he sticks here?"
"Yes, he wouldn't listen to anything, completely convinced that this piece of land was a blessed land," the deputy village chief spread his hands and lowered his voice. "But to be honest, Jiang Sanlu never enjoyed any blessings in his life. His wife was the beauty of the next village, but after giving birth to their son, she felt life was too hard and remarried. He raised his son and maintained the company to this day. When others say it's hard, he insists it's sweet."
Lin Weifeng said "Oh" softly and nodded.
The deputy village chief said, "However, his son is indeed very promising and should be a cadre now."
Lin Weifeng tentatively read out: "Jiang Yu?"
"Oh yes, does Lawyer Lin know him?"
"Oh no." She denied it immediately.
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