I like the jars that the old man mentioned, the three-handled white-glazed green-colored porcelain jars, and the white-glazed blue porcelain bowls from the early Tang Dynasty...
It goes without saying that the remaining paintings are definitely paintings by famous people. This old man is not just a simple person as I thought, but also a man with a story.
Li Wenjing thought about it and decided not to take anything out.
The old man looked at Li Wenjing who came out empty-handed and frowned unhappily.
"Master, the things inside are too precious, I can't take them!"
Hearing Li Wenjing say this, the old man's unhappy brow relaxed. It turned out that it was not that he looked down on these things, but that he saw the value of these things. His impression of Li Wenjing became better.
"You can keep these things if you want, but I have only one request."
"you say!"
"Our country is sick now, but I believe that one day, it will recover. I have no other wishes, but I hope you will keep these things safe. Whether you sell them or hand them over to the country in the future, I just hope that they will not be lost abroad!"
"Girl, there's one more thing you should know. These things are a nuisance now. If you let others find out about them, you'll be in trouble. You better think about it!"
Li Wenjing understood what the old man meant. It turned out that he was a patriotic old man.
She thought for a moment and decided to follow the old man's wishes.
"Master, I've taken these things away, and I promise you that as long as I live, they won't have a chance of being lost abroad!"
When the old man heard Li Wenjing's promise, he smiled, and all the wrinkles on his face piled up together like a chrysanthemum.
Li Wenjing put all the things into her backpack. Of course, some of the things that could not fit in the backpack were placed in the space.
Anyway, when I came out of the old man's room, the backpack was full and covered with a layer of cloth.
Just as she was about to leave, her great-grandfather said slowly, "Girl, don't give these apples away casually in the future. Fresh apples haven't come in yet. Last year's apples, no matter how well they were stored, wouldn't be as juicy as this!"
Li Wenjing turned around to look at the old man and found that he had fallen asleep in his rocking chair again.
But she was still really shocked. Things had been going well for her recently, and she seemed to be a little carried away, and she didn't even notice such details.
Fortunately, this old man has no bad intentions.
It seems that I have to be more careful in my actions in the future.
Li Wenjing looked at the time and found that there was still an hour left before the time she had agreed to meet Qiu Guangming.
I didn't know what to do, so I thought about it and decided to go to the state-owned restaurant to eat something and buy some big meat buns.
She was running low on stock in her space, and the little one at home loved to eat it, so she hadn't forgotten.
"You son of a bitch, I'll beat you to death, you bastard, you have a mother but no mother to raise you!"
"Come here, crawl under my crotch!"
"Hahaha!"
…
Li Wenjing originally didn't want to get involved in this trivial matter, but judging from the voices, they seemed to be a group of young children.
The one being bullied should be about the same age, and I thought of Li Yuanbing at home.
If one day Li Yuanbing was bullied by a group of children, she would definitely hope that someone could help him.
Li Wenjing turned and entered the alley behind her.
Five or six boys around eight or nine years old surrounded a little boy about seven years old with a bruised face and nose.
“狗崽子，快点过来给我大哥舔鞋，不然我们就揍死你！”
"Even if we beat you to death today, no one will stand up for you!"
"Don't forget he still has grandparents! Oh, it looks like his grandparents are going to die of illness too!"
"Hahaha……"
"A bastard that no one wants..."
Li Wenjing looked at the little boy who was surrounded in the middle, his hands clenched into fists, with a fierce look in his eyes, but he seemed to be enduring something.
I sighed in my heart, what a contradictory child...
No matter how people around him insulted and threatened him, he never compromised, with a stubborn light in his eyes...
Seeing that the children were about to pounce on the little guy and beat him up, Li Wenjing said, "What are you doing?"
When the little boys saw someone coming, or an adult, they ran away in a swarm, leaving behind some harsh words as they left.
"You're lucky today, you bastard. Just wait for me!"
The little boy just glanced at Li Wenjing, without saying a word, then squatted down and picked up the things on the ground.
Li Wenjing walked closer and saw that he was picking up herbs that had fallen on the ground.
Among them are: angelica, astragalus, honeysuckle...
She grabbed the little boy's hand and said, "Don't pick it up. This medicine is dirty and will give you diarrhea if you take it!"
The little boy shook her hand away and cried, "Without this medicine, grandpa will die. There is no money left in the family to buy another dose!"
He didn't cry when he was insulted, threatened and besieged just now, but he cried when he thought that his grandfather would die without medicine!
The little boy is called Qu Ziyi, he is eight years old this year. His family used to be capitalists, but his parents were sent to Inner Mongolia, leaving only his grandparents and him at home.
Because their family background was not good, the red armbands would come to their house from time to time to smash, loot and rob.
A few days ago, those people with red armbands came to search his things again. He couldn't help it and went up to argue with them.
Those people wanted to beat him up, and his grandfather had his legs broken by them in order to protect him. Because he had no money to go to the hospital, he could only endure it.
The money for this medicine was earned by selling the gold lock he had hidden on the black market.
Now that the medicine is gone, he doesn't have a second gold lock to sell.
Qu Ziyi couldn't hold back any more when he thought of this, and tears started to fall.
Li Wenjing softened her heart again. If the little guy started crying loudly, she would just abandon him and ignore him.
But she couldn't resist the other person's silent crying.
"Okay, stop crying. Take me to see your grandfather. Maybe he can help!"
Qu Ziyi raised his head in disbelief, tears still on his face, "Sister, do you want to come with me to see my grandpa?"
Li Wenjing nodded again.
"Yes!"
Qu Ziyi brought Li Wenjing to a courtyard.
The gate of the courtyard was very broken and rotten. If Li Wenjing hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that there was such a rotten courtyard in the city.
“Cough cough cough!”
The sound of an old man coughing was heard in the yard. Qu Ziyi no longer cared about Li Wenjing beside him and ran into the house first.
He skillfully picked up a bowl of water and handed it to the old lady in the yard, while also putting his hand on her back to soothe her breathing.
"Grandma, how are you? Are you feeling better? Drink some water first!"
"It's okay, grandma is okay!"
When the old lady turned around and saw her grandson's bruised face, tears began to fall from her eyes. She kept muttering, "Did they beat you again? These bastards, why won't they let us go?"
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