Liu Liang was really reluctant. She pressed her fingers on her wrist and gave her half of her health-preserving internal energy. As for asking if she was full, wasn't that nonsense? Half of the table of food went into her stomach. How could she not be full? It wasn't really a bottomless pit, right?
She gave half of it to Bai Xiangru, and now she had nothing left.
Even until she withdrew her hand, Haitang was still waiting eagerly, probably waiting for her answer.
"Don't you have any idea whether you can hold on or not?"
Liu Liang pointed to the empty plates on the table and said, "The food for four people has all gone into your stomachs."
Haitang laughed dryly, "I was really hungry all day, I couldn't help it."
Bai Xiangru also nodded continuously, "That's right."
"If you're full, can't you just go for a walk? Digestion depends on a person, not me. How capable can I be? I can't digest it."
The two people got the answer and left happily. They went to Xinghe to take a walk and digest their food. Although there is really no place to go here and it is not an excessive tourist attraction, it must be said that Xinghe is a good place to digest food.
By the way, why can they eat so much?
Liu Jing then remembered this problem. It seemed that something was wrong. Although pregnant women eat a lot, it was impossible for them to eat so much. She remembered that when Zhou Lanping was pregnant with Dabao and Xiaobao, she didn't eat much at the beginning. Later, her appetite increased. It seemed that it was because of the health-preserving internal energy she gave her.
Could it be that those were the internal energy for health preservation, and she accidentally gave them too much, so the children grew too fast, so they needed more nutrition to grow up quickly.
If this is true, then it would be better to do less in the future. She doesn't want to force things too much.
Liu Jing opened the door, walked into her room, lay down on the big bed, rolled around, but sat up again after a while. She seemed to have forgotten something very important.
It was not until Zeng Xubai came back and saw Zeng Xubai that she remembered what she had forgotten.
"Let me see that ugly vase."
Liu Liang had forgotten about the vase. It had been two months since they came back from Feng Chuan, but she had never thought about the antiques they had found.
The main reason was that she had been treating Wen Ting's illness, and she was also busy in the hospital, so she really forgot about the batch of antiques.
Of course, she also forgot about the gray vase. She was going to give that vase to her little grandfather. His birthday was next month, so it was a good thing she thought of it. Otherwise, she would not be able to give the vase away.
Zeng Xubai took out the ugly vase that Liu Liang had bought as instructed. This time when they went to Fengchuan, they found quite a few vases and wooden furniture, including some large vases, all of which were brightly colored and exquisitely shaped.
But if there is anything ugly, there is only one.
It looks very ordinary, with no patterns on the surface. It is all blue-gray, like the color of cement, without any special features. Of course, you can tell it is not very valuable by looking at it. Otherwise, it would not be placed in a corner, covered with dust, and no one would want it.
Zeng Xubai took out the gray vase.
The vase is quite tall, even taller than Liu Jing.
Liu Liang walked over and touched here and there. There was no dust on the vase. It should have been specially treated by Zeng Xubai, but the color was still gray.
Gray soil.
Gray is also ugly.
This is a dirty gray color, not high-end at all, and certainly not as good as those Stone Age things. At the very least, there is some historical charm in it, but this vase really looks like it is made of mud.
"I wiped it, but it's still the same color."
Zeng Xubai stepped forward and placed his hand on the vase.
"It's so gray, are you sure your little grandpa will like it?"
Zeng Xubai knew Uncle Gao. He was also a fan of antiques and of course had high standards. Would he really like a vase that looked like it was made of mud?
However, Zeng Xubai felt that as long as it was a gift from Liu Liang, that person would definitely like it very much. After all, there was only one girl like Liu Liang in the Liu family. Not to mention giving her a vase made of clay, even if Liu Liang really gave her a piece of clay, that person would probably like it just the same. For him, it didn't matter whether it was a gift or not. What mattered was the thought behind it.
Being able to let a younger person remember his birthday, I have to say, just this one thing makes the old man very satisfied.
Liu Liang moved closer to the vase again. She thought she couldn't be mistaken. This was an antique, a real antique. As to whether it was naturally dusty or had a secret inside, she didn't know yet. However, her intuition told her that this was the same as Gu Kaizhi's painting, both were covered with dust.
"I think Grandpa will like it."
She nodded seriously, "That's it."
Zeng Xubai touched her hair and said, "Okay, whatever you say is what I will say. However, I still feel that you can give me another gift."
"Then help me choose another one." This time, Liu Jing did not object. Obviously, the gray vase still hit her self-confidence, but she knew that eggs should not be put in one basket.
So she has to be prepared for both situations.
As for this vase, when she has time, she will test it using the same method that Gu Kaizhi used to draw it. She really doesn't believe that her eyesight is so bad.
Early the next morning, before daybreak, Liu Jing woke up. Zeng Xubai was still asleep beside her. Liu Jing took out her cell phone and looked at the time. It was just past five o'clock, still early.
"Why, can't you sleep?"
Zeng Xubai took the phone from Liu Liang's hand and put it aside, telling her to sleep a little longer, otherwise she would be too tired to work.
Liu Liang wanted to say that even if she didn't sleep at night, she would still be very energetic, but in the end she still hugged Zeng Xubai's arm and fell asleep again not long after.
Well, for her, being a vase or having a job are not as important as getting a good night's sleep.
Anyway, there is plenty of time to figure out the matter of the vase. She is not in a hurry, and neither is the vase.
Liu Liang wanted to wait for three days, which happened to be her holiday. She locked herself in the basement early in the morning and stared at the gray vase for a long time.
"No?"
Liu Jing really didn't believe it. She put her head closer to the vase and closed her eyes. She could clearly feel the rich sense of time. She put her forehead against the vase. Such a strong feeling should have been at least from the Tang and Song dynasties.
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