Of course, Yue Yun didn't know that Ye Ci had almost regarded him as an ancestor at this time.

He stopped the car on the road in the family area of Yunzhou University, turned around and asked carefully: "Then let's just talk about that, I'll come and pick you up tomorrow morning."

Ye Ci nodded in agreement, turned around and said "yes" with a smile.

Yue Yun got this good sound, and inexplicably felt a little happy, and stuck his head out of the driver's window, wanting to say goodbye to her, but seeing that Ye Ci had turned around and left, he could only retract his body, start the car, and run away humming a song.

The "thing" he said in his mouth was to ask Ye Ci to pretend to be his girlfriend tomorrow and meet someone. It doesn't take long, just eat a meal, and then break up on the spot.

Ye Ci did not refuse.

She felt that since Yue Yun had helped her once, then this time Yue Yun asked her to help, and she naturally had no reason to shirk it.

She has such a no-nonsense temperament, which has made her suffer a lot of grievances over the years, but fortunately, this time the request is not too much.

It's also reasonable.

So early the next morning, Ye Citian got up before dawn, found the clothes she thought were passable, and put them on the bed early, she was afraid that Yue Yun would come too early, and she would be a little too busy to delay other people's affairs.

But Yue Yun came to pick her up much later than she expected, and the sun was even three o'clock before the doorbell rang.

While feeding her big dog "Preserved Eggs", she opened the door, beckoned him in, and said, "Come and sit down first, I see that you haven't come and made a soup first, and it will be fine in a while."

Yue Yun stood outside the door, looked at Ye Ci in front of him, and laughed.

Ye Ci looked at him and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

Yue Yun immediately shook his hand and replied to her: "No, it's nothing."

He can't say, where did you find so many clothes from the 80s for a young girl in your twenties, could it be that you really popped out of the tomb.

Ye Cixing probably guessed a little, didn't ask again, greeted the golden retriever not far away, and turned around and went to the kitchen.

Yue Yun entered the house with a smile, just took off his shoes, looked up at the house, and immediately froze in place with some surprise, and held back a national scold for a while, which came out with a sigh.

It's not that he's afraid of dogs, but the decoration of the porcelain home in front of him is too elegant and too familiar.

From the outside, it looks like a very ordinary small building in the 90s, but when you enter the house, it turns out to be a completely different world.

The windows are carefully carved wooden edges, and there are several pots of daffodils on the windowsills, so that the sunlight can fall on one of the basins of water at any time.

In the middle of the living room is a long crimson sandalwood table, which occupies most of the room, stacked with books of various sizes, as well as a few red and yellow clays, ceramic molds, and a few professional utensils.

On the ground in the corner of the table, there are several large vats with wide mouths of blue and white, in which piles of calligraphy and painting scrolls are inserted, and you can smell the fragrance of ink coming from the jar when you stand at the door.

Behind the wooden table, several withered bamboo screens were placed in turn, blocking the little spring light behind the living room, revealing only a few green bamboo leaves, and it could be vaguely seen that it was also a vibrant world.

Ye Ci came out of the kitchen, looked at Yue Yun in front of him with a sluggish expression, put the teacup in his hand on the small round wooden table in front of him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" How to just stand. Come and sit down and drink some tea first, the soup is already cooked. I'll go change my clothes and come down."

Yue Yun said yes, looked up and glanced at her abruptly.

At that moment, he no longer felt that the woman in front of him was ugly, but felt that perhaps only such a woman could live in such an environment with peace of mind.

The ancients said that clothes are expensive and clean, not luxurious; The upper is divided, and the lower is called home. These words, which have been mostly forgotten by people, can only be shown to be appropriate and reasonable at such a specific moment.

The golden retriever who was originally lying on his stomach on the side had already walked to Yue Yun's side little by little at this time, arching his pants with his head.

Yue Yun thought it was interesting, reached out and touched its head, then sat down, picked up the tea that Ye Ci put down just now, took a sip slightly, and felt that it was very fragrant, and took a closer look, and found that this cup was also very exquisite, looking at it was actually a Jianyang rabbit with a similar brown and blue material, although the glaze looked dull compared with the one he collected at home, but in terms of this delicate and natural fine lines, it was definitely not an ordinary imitation.

Ye Ci had already changed into a linen long skirt at this time, put on her bag, and said to him: "If you think this body is suitable, then we can go."

Yue Yun looked up at her relaxed and casual appearance, and asked a little funny: "Should I say that you are sparing no expense, or do you really value me?" If a guest like me can come up with such a good thing, aren't you afraid that I will be clever and take the sheep by the hand? ”

Ye Ci didn't feel strange when he heard his words, lowered his head and laughed, reached out and took out a pair of flat cloth shoes from the shoe cabinet, and asked him, "You also know porcelain?" ”

Yue Yun pretended to be clever, stroked his beard, which was not a zài, and replied: "I can only say that I know a little bit about it, but ordinary people have always heard of this Jianyang rabbit." Do you know what people out there call this thing?"

Ye Ci felt interesting, looked up and asked, "What's it called?" ”

"It's called a local tyrant, because the people who put it away are all local tyrants."

Ye Ci thought what he said was funny, and immediately laughed and replied: "This one is just an imitation, not a good thing." Since you also know this, you should know that this kind of tea cup is not suitable for us to drink, you don't think I'm content if I slack off."

Yue Yun followed her and put on her shoes, looked down and saw a small Xuan'er above her head, felt quite cute, and asked with a smile, "Are you making ceramics?" ”

Ye Ci put on his shoes and stood up, took the work permit on the shoe cabinet on the side, shook it slightly in front of him, and replied: "No, to be precise, I repair ceramics." Well, the cultural relics restorer of Yunzhou Museum only got his work permit the day before yesterday, and he will officially go to work next week."

Yue Yun listened to her words, and immediately the old god said "oh" on the ground, and said with some understanding: "No wonder I said that you are a girl in your twenties who talks and dresses like an old lady in her fifties and sixties, it turns out that you learned this business."

Then he thought that it might be a little rude for him to say this, so he coughed lightly and asked, "By the way, how old are you, you should have just graduated from college, right?" ”

Ye Ci didn't feel disliked, nodded and replied: "I'm ninety-year-old, and it's already twenty-two."

Yue Yun listened to her answer, was slightly stunned for a while, and when Ye Ci had already walked a short way, looked back at him and shouted, he stepped up again, and said with a smile: "My mother happened to go in the nineties." Speaking of which, when she was still alive, she seemed to like fiddling with your stuff. I'll tell you the truth, the décor of your house looks quite similar to the house my mother used to make."

Ye Ci listened to Yue Yun's words, looked back at him, and suddenly there was a hint of a different kind of love in his eyes.

Yue Yun thought that she knew that she had lost her mother at a young age, and suddenly felt compassion, and immediately opened her mouth to dissuade her: "Don't sympathize with me, my old man doesn't care about what happened when he was a child, don't make me feel pitiful."

Ye Ci listened to his words, and immediately shook his head and replied, "No, I don't sympathize with you." I just think it's a pity, I think, if Auntie was here, maybe you wouldn't be where you are now."

Yue Yun couldn't figure out the meaning of her words, so he simply followed quickly and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Ye Ci looked back at him and replied very flatly: "Do you know that a person's eyes can reveal all his feelings, whether it is fear, ridicule, or even contempt." I know that you have a perverse personality and are a bit arrogant, perhaps because you are better looking, and you tend to be prejudiced against other people's dress, but you are actually a very kind person. It's a pity that I think that if Auntie is still here, maybe you will have a different view of people. At the very least, you may be able to correct it."

Her words were plain and calm, as if she was talking about something inconsequential, but it was extremely embarrassing to listen to Yue Yun's ears.

It happened that the bus entered the station, he immediately lowered his head and pretended to be looking for change, pulled Ye Ci on the bus, sat down in the last row, and couldn't help but ask after a while: "Then since you don't like me so much, why do you still promise me to come out today."

Ye Ci looked at him a little inexplicably, and replied: "I don't dislike you, I just said some of my opinions, no one in this world is perfect, why should I not like you."

After speaking, she tilted her head again and asked a little sternly: "That, Yue Yun, you don't like me, if you like me, it will bother me a lot."

Yue Yun was originally sitting next to the window, but at this moment, he was hit by a brake and hit his head on the handle of the front seat, shouting: "Open, what are you kidding, I am surrounded by fashionable and beautiful women, how can I like you." No, it's not, I didn't mean that, instead, I have a girlfriend anyway."

Ye Ci finally put his mind at ease when he heard him say this.

Squinting his eyes, he smiled slightly, and unconsciously hooked a shallow dimple, which seemed very reassuring.

Yue Yun was uncomfortable, and immediately turned his face to the window, complaining bitterly in his heart.

He felt that perhaps because he hadn't been in contact with beautiful women for too long, he had become a little blind in aesthetics.

After all, since he came to such a big city, he has been living a life of self-cultivation, and now when he looks at it, he has fallen to the point that he will feel that such a rustic "old girl" in front of him is a little delicate and lovely, and it is really a terrible thing to think about.

Fortunately, the place agreed by the two is not far away, which is a teahouse in the suburbs.

After a 20-minute ride, the station arrived.

Unnecessary embarrassment is saved, and the road no longer seems long.

When Ye Ci followed Yue Yun into the teahouse, Ning Zhiyuan was already waiting there.

is still the same as in the past, dressed as a gentleman, with a broken head in a Tang suit, thin-framed glasses, and his face is pale and transparent because of his perennial illness.

Ning Zhiyuan was also a little stunned when he saw Ye Ci, and only laughed softly after a while, and said, "Xiaoyun, grandpa just wants to see who you rejected for Miss Liu, why did you just find a girl to lie to me."

Yue Yun didn't feel embarrassed when he saw that he was recognized, but sat down, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Uncle, how do you know?" By the way, this is Ye Porcelain, she is studying cultural relics restoration, don't look at her old-fashioned, but she is four years younger than me."

Ning Zhiyuan slapped Yue Yun's head with his hand, and pretended to be angry and scolded: "How do you speak, the girl is dressed decently and generously, why can't she get into your eyes."

Ye Ci saw that the person Yue Yun said was Ning Zhiyuan, and he sat down and laughed softly: "I said it a long time ago that this method will not work." There is no love in the eyes of the two, how can people close to them not see it."

Yue Yun sat on the spot and sighed, shrugging his shoulders helplessly.

His original abacus was very loud, and he felt that his uncle, an old pedantic, and such an antique woman as Ye Ci should be like-minded and appreciate each other.

If Ning Zhiyuan could help him say a few more words in front of the old man for Ye Ci's sake, he would also be able to reduce the unnecessary burden.

It's just that I didn't think about it, these two people seemed to be a little too much of a kind-hearted, and when they looked at each other, they could see his disguise.

I have to say that the organs are exhausted, and in the end it is he who is wrong.

How did he know that when Ning Zhiyuan was practicing in the mountains many years ago, the master he followed was Ye Ci's grandfather, the master of ceramics at that time, Yin Shixiu.

Although Ye Ci and him haven't seen each other for two or three years, there is still occasional contact, but the two of them are a little cold, and there are others, as long as they don't have to, most of them won't explain much, pretending to meet for the first time, and that's it.

Yue Yun didn't care about you, he simply started to play tricks, put a piece of sweet cake into his mouth, and shouted: "I don't care, uncle, you have to help me, you can't get married even if you're forty, why do I have to get married."

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly and replied, "If you can really be with Xiao Ye, I will burn high incense." I'm afraid that people won't look down on you like a gentleman."

Yue Yun didn't care about his words, took out the black gold card of his wallet and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Okay, uncle, fate will naturally come." Since you know that I and this girl are not a couple, don't be embarrassed, I don't need you to take this card back, you say yes, Ye Porcelain."

Yue Yun originally wanted to get a little conciliation from Ye Ci, so that Ning Zhiyuan could let him go, but he didn't think about Ye Ci, who was still drinking tea a second ago, and looked not far away with a surprised face at this second.

Yue Yun felt puzzled, and also looked over with her gaze. I saw that in the tea house not far away, there was a woman I had only seen yesterday - Chen Miao.

And in front of her, there was still a man in his forties and fifties, and on the table was a very delicate long-spouted holding pot.

Ye Ci got up, said, "I'm sorry, I'll leave for a while", walked to Chen Miao's table, stood in front of the man and stopped, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, hello."

When Chen Miao saw Ye Ci, her face instantly became very ugly, and she stood up and said, "You, why are you here!" ”

Ye Ci glanced at her and asked, "Take our family's things out to sell, and you still ask me why I'm here?" ”

The man sitting was a little confused, and when he heard this, he immediately asked, "What do you call your family's things, she stole this Tang pot?" ”

Chen Miao immediately retorted loudly: "No, it's not, my husband took it out from home." This is his ex-wife's daughter".

Ye Ci lowered his head and chuckled, and said, "Let's not say that my parents haven't really divorced yet. Even if I get divorced, which of these ancient porcelains in the family was not left by my grandfather, and when will it be time for my father to take it away at any time? ”

After speaking, he turned around and sat down beside the man, looked at the thing in front of him and asked softly: "She told you, this is something from the Tang Dynasty?" ”

The man nodded and replied, "Yes, yes."

Ye Ci sighed and told him: "Sir, I think it's a good hobby to like collecting, but at least common sense is still needed." Otherwise, if you meet someone with a bad heart like Miss Chen again, you will lose a lot."

As soon as the man heard this, he immediately became cautious and asked, "Difficult, is this really a fake?" ”

Ye Ci took the pot and replied softly: "Let's put it this way, although the color of this pot is green and yellow, it looks like there is a little shadow of the early Yue kiln, but its carcass is too thin, and the decoration is too complicated, and it does not conform to the general trend of the time."

If you don't believe it, you can refer to the Yue kiln that is now circulating on the market, and you can see it at a glance.

And the most important thing is that the spout of this pot is what we call 'Liu', and you can know at a glance that it is not from the Tang Dynasty. Because of the technical limitations of the porcelain of the Tang Dynasty, it is impossible to make such a long stream, which is common knowledge in the identification, and this kind of long stream only began to appear after the Song Dynasty. And the style under this bottle can also show that it is just an imitation of the late Qing Dynasty. ”

When the man heard this, he immediately stood up angrily and shouted: "I'll just say how can you be a real thing at this price, it turns out that you really framed me with a fake, and you were introduced by Brother Zhong."

After saying that, he left the table angrily, but he didn't even leave a cup of tea money.

Chen Miao saw that a good business was disrupted, and he was so angry that his whole body twitched a little, and he picked up the pot on the table and threw it to the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Ci immediately lay down and caught it in his arms with his right hand, but the moment he landed, a crisp sound sounded from a certain part of his body, as if a bone had fallen.