Chapter Forty-Three: This Ink Ingot Has a Origin

"Ding" a crisp SMS ringtone.

I hurriedly looked at my phone, because this sound was a text message reminder I had set up for Helian Wan'er, but it never seemed to ring.

I opened the text message a little sneaky---Are you okay??

"Niuzi, what kind of ink is this?" Brother Guang called me, but I ignored it, I was stupid there.

Brother Guang saw the mystery at a glance, and deliberately coughed twice, raising his voice, "He..."

It caught my attention right away. Brother Guang was very proud, and smiled evilly: "Heh! This piece of ink is not bad." Then he looked at me triumphantly.

I rolled his eyes, "Brother Guang, think it out for yourself, tomorrow there is good ink in the store, you can take a piece." ”

Brother Guang agreed satisfied, and then stopped pestering me.

I looked at my phone, stared at the bright screen, and edited the text messages back and forth, "I'm okay, thank you for your concern." "No, no, no, I feel too rusty;"It's much better, how are you?" It's a bit bland, and finally it is written, "Wan'er, I'm fine, I'm much better, are you okay?" Then put a colon and a smiley face with the closing bracket so as not to be embarrassed by the truth or not, and even the friends did it.

"Thank you. "After a long time, I received another message, this time just two words. I smiled bitterly, you really cherish words like gold. But this thank you is a heartfelt thank you, and it's just a kind word. A girl like her, a boy who wants to protect her should need a truck to pull it, what qualifications do I have. I don't know when I will always have low self-esteem in the face of Wan'er.

This night is destined to be difficult to sleep. On the night after the lights went out, Hu Shikao's snoring was still with me. I tossed and turned, and I burned the baked cake on the bed for a long time.

In one morning class, I didn't have any energy, especially in this high math class, and I was not interested in the liberal arts. I always click on my phone from time to time to see if there is a text message, but the result is unfortunate.

It was almost noon when class ended, Brother Guang knocked me down and asked, "Niuzi, are you hungry?" ”

I glanced at him listlessly and replied lightly, "No appetite." ”

"Then we'll sneak out later, get something to eat, and cover up. Sun Wei accosted, and Zhu Chen also echoed.

I looked at them with disdain. Although I am no longer the class leader, the task of attendance of my classmates in the class is still on me. Although this is a chore, it is also a fat problem, because the attendance of college courses will basically account for part of the grade, and full attendance is very beneficial.

Maybe the three of them are really memorizing, and when the class bell was ringed in a few minutes, the high math teacher said in a shocking way, "It's almost time to get out of class, roll down the name." ”

Many students took out their mobile phones and hurriedly pressed the keyboard, calling their classmates back to the classroom.

But obviously, the experienced teachers were able to deal with us freshmen with ease, reading the names of each student quickly on the podium.

In this case, it must be too late to pretend to go to the toilet, so I can only clear my throat and change the tone of my voice.

The teacher heard that something was wrong, raised his eyes and looked at my side, I was a little weak-hearted, but I pretended to be calm, bravely looked at him, and prayed silently in my heart, you can't find it, you can't find it, you can't find it.

A miracle happened, and the teacher really ignored the subdued answer just now and the secret laughter of the classmates below, and continued to call the name mechanically.

I was stunned, is this the legendary wish come true!

There was a bell ringing, and we all breathed a sigh of relief, and it was time for class to end. The students all rushed out of the classroom, and I quickly slipped away, glancing at the teacher, who actually showed some confusion in his eyes.

Fei also ran out of the teaching building and hurriedly called Brother Guang.

"It's class, let's go, let's go to your store quickly!" Brother Guang was unceremoniously.

"Brother Guang, I haven't eaten yet. I complained.

"Don't you have no appetite?" Brother Guang asked rhetorically, choking me enough.

"I've brought you flatbread rolls and chicken fillets. Brother Guang smiled and continued.

"It's pretty much it, I'll wait for you at the station, hurry up. I hung up the phone.

After a while, we met at the station and headed for the Shili River.

At noon on Monday, the road conditions in the capital were very good, and there was no one in the car, and I was very immoral in the car to eat the flatbread roll chicken fillet, which caused Brother Guang, who had been full, to drool again, although he knew that the food on the stall may not be clean and hygienic, but it tasted really fragrant.

The Shilihe Market on Monday has a unique charm compared to the hustle and bustle of the weekend. Under the red tile, stall owners are standing there, some are eating box lunches, some are playing with their treasures, and some are communicating in groups... Even if there are no guests, there is no taste of depression.

We quickly came to the front of the store. The plaque of Xuandezhai on the door has been taken off, and the door is ajar.

I thought to myself, my dad must be cleaning up the shop, so I pushed the door open and walked in first.

Hearing someone coming, my dad said, "I'm sorry...", and then looked up and saw me, and said angrily, "Stinky boy, don't go to class well, what are you doing here?" ”

Then, when he saw Shu Guang and Sun Wei behind him, he didn't say anything more, and immediately changed to a kind expression and greeted him warmly.

"Hello uncle. We don't have classes this afternoon, so let's take a look at your new store. Brother Guang said very measuredly.

"Hey, it's not open yet, I'm cleaning up the pile of things that I left behind. My dad replied casually.

"Dad, is there any ink ingots in his store?" I asked straight to the point.

"It seems to be in the box over there, don't be idle when you come, help clean up. My dad said.

I was very angry and complained: "Are you your own father, I am still a wounded." ”

"Stinky boy!" scolded, but with some banter.

Brother Guang and Sun Weiqiang held back a laugh, "Niuzi, we'll help you get it." Then he gave me a look, he probably didn't think it was appropriate to come to fight the autumn breeze, especially when the elders were still there.

When we opened the cardboard box, there were quite a lot of ink ingots inside, but then we smelled a smell of ink.

"What does this smell like, it smells so bad!" Sun Wei shouted.

Brother Guang and I looked at him like monsters and said, "What a fuss. Then, ignoring him, he continued to rummage.

Suddenly, an ink ingot came to the fore.

This ink ingot, glowing with a purple luster, is translucent in black and black, looking smooth and delicate, standing out from the crowd in a pile of ink ingots. I sighed, there is really no comparison, there is no harm.

I knew at a glance that this was a good piece of ink, and there must be a reason!