Chapter 371: Strange Old Man and Chinese Porcelain
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Li Tianbao held Xiaomei's hand holding the white chess and squeezed into the huge crowd, and then he couldn't hear the shouts of the people behind him, but Li Tianbao, who wanted to stop, couldn't stop, and the flow of people swept Li Tianbao like a stream of water and walked forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info.
"Dad, I'm going to be squeezed to death by these damn foreigners."
Li Tianbao was walking, and there was a scream of white chess behind him. Li Tianbao tried to turn his head away, but his nose was still squeezed by the shoulders of the tall foreigner next to him.
"Where are you, white?" Li Tianbao, who turned around, didn't notice the figure of Bai Qi at all, but he did still hold his arm in his hand.
"Dad, I'm being blocked right behind you."
Li Tianbao was a little angry, why did he come to the United States and squeeze the bus before, it was really unpleasant, he knew that it was better to enjoy ** female love at home.
"! White, bite people's hands when you see them, and see if they still squeeze you. Li Tianbao's tricks are really bad, and in the next time, there are already countless people beside Li Tianbao who have made tragic screams, and the number of people around him has gradually decreased. Just when Li Tianbao felt very happy because of his sudden enlightenment, there was a pain of being bitten on his hand.
"White, you stinky boy, you bite me."
"Dad, I'm sorry, I was so excited just now." White showed a big smile, and there was blood on his mouth that he didn't know who it was.
"Good fellow, with a vampire." Li Tianbao had just finished speaking, but found that the place around him was already full of angry eyes.
"Look, haven't seen a vampire bite." After Li Tianbao finished speaking, he rushed out of the scene where he was likely to be beaten by the crowd with a white chess piece, and came to the edge of the street, where Li Tianbao also squatted next to him and began to gasp for breath.
"Hey, hey......" Bai Qi looked at Li Tianbao and smirked.
"Stinky boy, it's not enough to cause trouble, who let you bite people so hard, look at your mouth full of blood." After speaking, Li Tianbao looked at Xiaomei next to him, and then said: "You see how well-behaved Xiaomei is, where is it like you." ”
"Dad, you came up with the idea just now, why do you rely on me now."
When Li Tianbao was about to teach white chess a good lesson, a strange feeling came from his brain. He knew that it was the feeling that often appeared after the disappearance of Pixiu's eyes, and he sometimes even thought that the two Pixiu might have merged with his brain.
With the will of the brain, Li Tianbao turned his body behind him, and found that there was a black-skinned old man on the side of the street crowd, the old man was half-squatting, and the hair on the back of his head was sloppy and stood upright, the old man's face was full of relaxed expressions, and he couldn't feel any impurities in his eyes, and he leisurely poured a bottle of cheap red wine into his mouth.
"Hey, weird, what's the use of giving me a hint for this guy?" Li Tianbao was a little puzzled. But he still walked a few steps to the old man, and began to look the sloppy old man up and down with wide eyes.
"Hey, old man, what are you doing?" White was very deliberate to tease the old man.
Li Tianbao smiled, patted Bai Qi's head, and said, "You stupid, this guy is a black man, he can't understand your words." ”
"Hehe, that's good, I'll scold him a few words." White's bad intentions have been revealed.
Li Tianbao hurriedly stopped the white chess pieces and said sharply: "Stinky boy, who called you these stinky problems, the master is not as indiscriminate as you." Li Tianbao is obviously really angry, he never likes to look down on people, and he never does things that bully people for no reason, so he doesn't want white chess to be like that.
"Hehe, kid, it's a bad thing, it's a bad thing, but it's harmless!"
Who was talking, Li Tianbao and Bai Qi Xiaomei couldn't help but look left and right, but found that they didn't pay special attention to the people here, and then Li Tianbao locked his eyes on the old man who was smiling at him.
"You were talking just now?" Li Tianbao asked the old man.
The old man's smile was very simple, like a kind old father, and said, "That's me." ”
"Oops! Old man, how do you speak Chinese? White said strangely.
The old man smiled and said, "Take a closer look, am I Chinese or black?" ”
Li Tianbao looked carefully and found that the old man was really a Chinese, but seeing his dark face, he really thought he was a black uncle. Li Tianbao explained and apologized to the old man with white chess.
The old man did not feel unhappy at all, and the kind smile on his face did not change.
"What do you do?" Li Tianbao looked at the old man's outfit and estimated that he was a very depressed immigrant, and wanted to help this down-and-out compatriot, so he asked.
The old man seemed to be able to see through Li Tianbao's thoughts, which Li Tianbao could see from his deep and clear eyes, don't look at the old man's despondent outside, but those eyes made him feel strange.
"You're a good boy, but I don't need your help!" The old man said kindly.
"Good fellow, this old man is really special." After thinking about it, Li Tianbao said: "Old man, are you a gentleman who approves fortune telling, how can you know what I think in my heart?" ”
"Haha, you found out, I'm really a fortune teller." The old man replied with a smile.
"That's right! But you're too accurate to know what I'm thinking. After Li Tianbao finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave, because he would not believe in fate no matter what, he always felt that fate actually grabbed everyone's own hands.
Li Tianbao picked up Xiaomei, then took out a thousand dollars from his wallet and gently put it in front of the old man, and then took Bai's hand and walked towards the crowd on the street.
"Remember my words, young man, and you must stop when it's time to stop."
When Li Tianbao heard this, he couldn't help but tremble a little in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn his head around immediately, but the old man had disappeared without a trace.
"Running so fast, is it a retired sprint champion." When he was talking to himself, Li Tianbao was thinking back to the old man's words just now, and thought, "You must stop when you should stop it, is this advice or what, should I stop it now." ”
"Cut, the ghost believes it." Li Tianbao showed a disdainful smile, and then turned to leave, but White grabbed Li Tianbao's hand at that moment.
"What are you doing? Are you still reluctant to give up that old man? Li Tianbao said to white chess.
"Dad, there's something on the ground?"
Li Tianbao listened to Baiqi's words, and then his eyes were cast on the place where the old man was squatting just now. Sure enough, there was a porcelain jar on the ground.
Good thing, just when Li Tianbao wanted to step forward to check it out, a middle-aged white man in a crisp suit next to him had already walked towards the porcelain jar in advance, and said excitedly as he walked: "Wow, it's really a good thing." ”
Although Li Tianbao couldn't see that thing, he also felt a little curious at random.
Li Tianbao strode towards the porcelain jar, but it was already in the man's hand. After approaching, Li Tianbao found that it was a very traditional Chinese porcelain shape of the length, width and height of less than ten centimeters, the yellow background glaze is very beautiful, but Li Tianbao can clearly feel that it is a modern antique porcelain handicraft when he sees it at first sight.
"It turned out to be a handicraft, and I thought I could pick up the leaks when I came here." Li Tianbao was very disappointed and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard the man behind him let out a sigh of emotion.
"It's a pity, it's a pity." The white middle-aged man sighed.
"Cut, what's the shame of." When Li Tianbao was about to lift his legs and leave, he couldn't sell his legs, and the goosebumps all over his body were also full of goosebumps.
"Why am I hearing Chinese?" It was only at this time that Li Tianbao discovered an incredible fact, that is, he heard Chinese every time, and the street next to him was also full of Chinese voices.
"What the hell is going on?" Li Tianbao was already shocked.
"White, did you hear what the white foreigner just said?" Li Tianbao hurriedly asked Bai Qi and Xiaomeidao.
Bai Qi patted his little head and said, "His muttering foreign bird language can only be understood by ghosts." Bai Qi's words made Li Tianbao completely stunned on the spot, he didn't understand what was going on, but he knew very clearly that what he heard was a language that had been translated.
"Could it be the result of the fusion of Pixiu's eyes and brain?" Li Tianbao can only infer this, and there is no other way to explain this strange phenomenon.
Shocked and excited, Li Tianbao laughed out loud and said, "This is really fucking amazing." ”
Li Tianbao happily hugged Xiaomei and walked towards the white man opposite, and said to the man in very authentic Chinese: "What did you just say about the pity?" ”
The man looked back at Li Tianbao and did not answer Li Tianbao's words, but said, "Oh, young man, your English is really good, were you born and raised in the United States?" ”
The man's words made Li Tianbao feel a little puzzled again, but with the foreshadowing of the previous surprise, he was already surprised. Li Tianbao was about to finish speaking, but Xiaomei in his arms also looked a little surprised: "Uncle Bao, when did you learn English?" ”
"Could it be that what I just said is in English to their ears?" Li Tianbao couldn't suppress his surprise, and when he was about to speak, the white man in front of him had already said: "This jar is very beautiful, but it's a pity that he is missing a piece." ”
Li Tianbao only discovered at this time that the jar in the man's hand was indeed missing a piece the size of his thumb belly at the mouth, but the stubble was very believable, and it should have been broken not long ago.
Li Tianbao smiled and said, "The jar of handicrafts is not worth anything at all, so what does it matter if it is broken." ”
The man shook his head after hearing Li Tianbao's words, and said, "No, no, no, what a beautiful work of art this is, this thing is simply perfect, but it's a pity that it's a remnant, it's a pity." ”
"Dad, what are you talking to that foreigner?" White asked Li Tianbaodao.
Li Tianbao smiled and said, "It's a pity that this guy has a corner of the broken jar." ”
The man's frustration made Li Tianbao difficult to understand, just as he was about to turn around and leave, Bai Qi came from not far away, and took a piece of fragment and said, "Dad, do you see if this piece is on a jar?" ”
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