It's terrible. I couldn't sleep because of toothache in the early morning. I got up to update a chapter. Well, the weather here is very dry. Even GD has snowed, but here it doesn't snow at all. We are in the North China Plain! There has been only a little snow in the whole winter. The weather is extremely dry and the virus is even more rampant. My throat just got better, and now I have this toothache. What bad luck...
Fast forward in time, it was when Yang Jing and his two sons were driving to Fuxin.
At around nine o'clock in the morning, two old men with gray hair and shaky movements came to Yang Jing's grandfather's house.
Yang Jing's aunt and mother obviously knew these two elderly people who were no younger than their own grandfather.
"Uncle Yang, Uncle Wang, I'm so sorry to have you come all the way here." My aunt opened the door to welcome the two elderly men and greeted them very respectfully.
"Xiaozhen, you are slapping us in the face by saying this. I haven't been able to come to see Brother Li for such a long time, and I feel a little uneasy." The speaker was a thin old man from Big Head. The old man's name was Yang Tianmin. He was 92 years old this year, ten years older than my grandfather. He retired in 1990. Before his retirement, he was the director of Tianqu City Museum.
That’s right, this old man was the museum curator who identified the fake “Dead Tree and Birds” painting for my grandfather.
As for the other tall and fat old man, he was also eighty years old, a little younger than Yang Jing's grandfather. This old man was called Wang Ketian, and he was also a well-known antique expert in Tianqu City, especially proficient in calligraphy and painting. When my grandfather was looking for someone to authenticate the fake painting, the first person he looked for was this old man Wang.
"Hello, Uncle Wang, please come in, my father is waiting for you two." Aunt bowed to Mr. Wang again and welcomed the two of them into the house.
There was an Audi A6 parked outside the gate, but the driver did not get out of the car. Instead, he sat in the car and waved at Yang Jing's aunt, indicating that he would not go into the house.
This Audi A6 belongs to Mr. Wang’s son. Mr. Wang’s son is a well-known private entrepreneur in Tianqu City. He now runs the largest private chemical company in Tianqu City and is worth hundreds of millions.
The two old men were friends that Yang Jing's grandfather met when he was collecting antiques, and they have been in good touch over the years. When Yang Jing's grandfather had surgery, these two old men and some old friends in the circle came to visit him, and Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Wang even came many times in a row.
Later, while my grandfather was recuperating at home, these two old men would come to visit him from time to time.
The three old men met in the house and naturally exchanged greetings.
Grandpa can still remember his friends before he became ill, and these two old men are his long-time friends, so of course he can't forget them.
But it was obvious that grandpa had completely forgotten why he invited these two people.
Grandpa thought that these two old friends came to visit him, and was still being polite. "Hey, my brother Yang and brother Wang, why are you running away? If you have any questions, just call me. You don't have to worry about me here. The children are well taken care of. I eat and sleep all day long, and I don't think about anything. It's a relief..."
The aunt on the side smiled helplessly and said to the two old men: "Uncle Yang, Uncle Wang, my dad has forgotten that he was the one who insisted on inviting you two over. I'm sorry, you also know about my dad's illness..."
Old Master Yang smiled and waved his hand and said, "Xiao Zhen, don't worry. Old Wang and I know what's wrong with your father's illness. We won't mind. But is what your father said on the phone yesterday true?"
My aunt nodded and said, "It's true. Yesterday morning, my brother and my nephew pushed my dad to the Grand Canal Antique City to relax. As a result, my nephew spent 10,000 yuan to buy a Ming Dynasty edition, and then found five pages that were slightly different. My dad also took a look yesterday and suspected that it was most likely a Song Dynasty edition. But my dad is not sure, so he has been thinking about this matter. Yesterday afternoon, he asked you two elders to come over to help take a look."
Because Yang Jing's grandfather was very fond of antiques, the Li family had some knowledge and terminology about antiques. Before his grandfather got sick, the family had friends in the antique industry, and they had been exposed to the antique industry for many years.
When my aunt said this, my grandfather immediately remembered the five pages of "Huajian Ji" and became excited.
"Brother Yang, Brother Wang, my grandson bought a book in the antique city yesterday, and I think five pages of it were carved in the Song Dynasty. It's just right that you are here now, so please help me take a look."
Then, Grandpa turned to Yang Jing's mother and said, "Xiao Ping, quickly bring the book that Yang Jing bought yesterday over here so that Uncle Yang and Uncle Wang can have a look."
Mother Yang immediately turned around and walked to the old man's room, put on gloves and took out the book "Huajian Ji" that her son bought yesterday from the drawer.
Old Master Yang put on gloves and took the "Huajian Ji", and a look of regret immediately appeared on his face.
"Tsk tsk, what a pity! This should be a Ming Dynasty edition, but it is in such a poor state of preservation..."
Old man Wang standing by also put on his reading glasses and looked down, also revealing a look of regret.
The aunt pulled chairs over to the two old men and asked them to sit down. Only then did the two old men carefully look at the book "Huajian Ji".
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