Qin Hai looked at Zhong Yue a little strangely, thinking that he had misheard, "What did you say?"

Zhong Yue asked a little excitedly, "What Qin Ye meant in what he said just now is that Liu Lotus is a deceased Lingtang?"

"How?"

Zhong Yue asked, "Your mother, I'm sorry. Qin Ye, I'm not...... I'm too ...... I'm a little excited. ”

Qin Hai said with some puzzlement: "You say it slowly, it's okay, the old mother has been gone for decades, don't care about my emotions." ”

"I take the liberty of asking, does your mother have cold hands?"

Qin Hai stared at Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yue added, "When I say cold, it's not the normal cold. ”

Liu Lotus, not Liu Guihua, not Liu Rose, yes, it is Liu Lotus, Zhong Yue finally recalled, where had he seen this name. It was the case similar to Huang Youwei sent by Zhang Heping, the girl who lived to be fourteen years old.

However, when asked, Zhong Yue regretted it. Even if there was a woman who gave birth to a child at the age of fourteen during the Republic of China, the woman on the medical record was Qin Hai's mother, and it is estimated that Qin Hai at that time did not know his mother's situation. Zhong Yue sat down with some disappointment.

No, it doesn't match.

Even if the name of the time is right, the painter of this boudoir picture is obviously mature, and it is impossible for a teenage girl to draw it, unless she also has a brushwork system.

After Zhong Yue asked, he gradually began to deny himself. All these coincidences still don't prove anything, maybe the concern in my heart has been touched.

"You...... How do you know?" Qin Hai had never been so shocked. As for his mother's matter, it was how many years ago, if Zhong Yue said something else, such as whether your mother has a sister or something, he would still accept it, but when it came to the coldness of his hands, this made Qin Hai feel that Zhong Yue in front of him was a little incredible.

Could it be that Zhong Yue has survived from the Republic of China to the present?

With such an illusion, Qin Hai became a little frightened.

Zhong Yue's pupils shrank, "Didn't your mother disappear at the age of fourteen?"

Qin Hai frowned, "Who told you?"

The tone of this sentence made Zhong Yue feel a glimmer of hope, and he took a deep breath, "Master Qin, don't misunderstand. I went through a medical record of the Republic of China, which described the condition of a rich lady in Shanghai, and recorded the medical records for several years in great detail. ”

Qin Hai was silent.

Zhong Yue was a little emotional. Because of Qin Hai's rhetorical question, Zhong Yue suddenly felt that the age recorded in the medical record was wrong, otherwise why Qin Hai would show such a puzzled expression.

Indeed, this is just like my grandfather died at the age of eight in the Anti-Japanese War drama, which is a somewhat untenable hypothesis, of course, excluding individual circumstances, maybe Qin Hai's mother really gave birth to him at the age of fourteen, and then died.

Once a person is found to be flawed, then the next thing is to become passive. Zhong Yue took out a small bag from the inner pocket of his coat.

"This Qianming Tongbao, Master Qin, you accept it with a smile. Please also be sure to tell me the ins and outs of your mother's illness. ”

Qin Hai glanced at the tips, feeling a little inexplicable. There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. This idea didn't come to fruition, but Zhong Yue took it out by himself instead.

He took the bag, took out the coin wrapped inside, and picked up the magnifying glass beside him.

"Qianming Tongbao, mother money. It's really mother's money. Qin Hai opened the small brocade box on the table, which had not been opened, and there was indeed an ancient coin inside, but the condition of this coin was not so good, and the white moisture-proof flocculent padded underneath was difficult to return to the sky.

"My coin is an ordinary copper coin, which is already very rare, and your coin is even more rare. It's just that in terms of the quality of these two coins, it's really stumbling. ”

Zhong Yue said a little anxiously: "I gave it to Qin Ye, please tell me about your mother's illness, what happened in the end? Why did it say in that medical record that he died suddenly at the age of fourteen?"

Qin Hai stuffed the copper coin back into the brocade bag and handed it back to Zhong Yue, "Take it back." ”

"Qin Ye ......"

"I'm not that kind of villain. I'm going to tell you about my mother's case, and it's not a secret, but I'm just curious, why are you so interested in it......?

"A friend of mine, who is also suffering from this disease, has terrible cold hands, and went to see Dr. Zhang Heping from Shuigou Lane, by the way, he is also a member of Xiling. Dr. Zhang was helpless, but he found two cases, including this one from your mother. ”

Qin Hai took a sip of tea and said: "My mother's hands are indeed very cold, and even when I was very young, I felt that she was not a person, because the old people said that only ghosts have no temperature, and those hands are indeed terrifyingly cold." As for why you said that the medical records say that she died at the age of 14, this is because my mother, when she was not married at that time, was taken by a Japanese soldier when she attended a dinner party in old Shanghai, and she was still undergoing treatment at that time. ”

"And what about later? Could it be that her illness got better naturally? I look at that case, it seems that the treatment effect is not ideal. ”

If the disease is slowly developing in a better direction, Zhang Heping should also question this sudden death, I believe that the Japanese army Dazuo is not a fool, and he will definitely see through this little trick, but from the more than a dozen visits in the medical record, Liu Hehua's illness is indeed worsening.

"How to treat it, I really don't know this, these things, I don't have an impression, I just know a little, cure, or maintain my mother's life, it seems to be a senior monk in Huang'an Temple, this is what my mother often told me when I was a child, some impressions, she often took me to Huang'an Temple to make vows. ”

Zhong Yue's pupils shrank, "Do you remember which monk it was?"

Qin Hai shook his head, "I really don't remember." ”

"Does your mother have any diary, or what...... Ability to record...... I'm sorry, Qin Ye, I know it's indeed a bit rude to ask you this today. ”

Qin Hai shook his head again, "I'm sorry, if there were, I wouldn't have hung this painting, and I wouldn't have seen things and thinking about people." Take this money back, although I like it very much, but it won't take people away, still in this way. ”

Zhong Yue said: "How much does Qin Ye think the price of this mother coin is appropriate?"

"The price of coins is very confusing, mainly because of the rarity, this Qianming Tongbao, I think 800,000 is a very suitable price. Of course, if you like to collect coins, this Qianming Tongbao is a priceless treasure, because it is still a mother money in such a condition, I am afraid that there is no more. ”

Zhong Yue stood up with some solemnity, "Master Qin, I know that this boudoir map is a priceless treasure for you emotionally, so how about I exchange this priceless treasure for this priceless treasure of yours?"

"Are you sure?" For Qin Hai, if Zhong Yue had made such a request thirty years ago, he might not have agreed, but now he is also a man in his old age, and he has long lost that concern, perhaps the balance in his heart is slowly leaning towards this ancient coin.

"Please, Master Qin. ”