"Xu Bao'er, where do you want to play?" He Chongjiu drove the car and said goodbye.

Duan Huan shook his head, "I don't know where to play in the capital, where do you want to go to play?" ”

In fact, the joy is indeed a bit square, and now the capital is shrouded in a revolutionary storm, and many scenic spots have been closed.

The humanistic landscape, which is still open to the public, is also drowned in the sea of propaganda about the history of the suffering of the proletariat, and there is not much interest in enjoying it.

"Don't you like old things? Shall we go to the glass factory? He Chongjiu asked for Huan's opinion.

Wan Huan immediately nodded, "Okay!" ”

If you're lucky enough to pick up a leak, that's even better.

drove all the way to Liulichang, and before getting out of the car, he took out He Xingzhi's letter from his bag and handed it to He Chongjiu.

"Give! This is Uncle He's letter to you, Brother Chongjiu! ”

He Chongjiu left to open the letter to read, and the letter was not long.

It is to the effect that He Xingzhi is in Tianshui Village, and he has lived well with Grandpa Xu and Duhuan's care, so that He Chongjiu does not have to worry about it, and works hard in the army.

He Xingzhi also deliberately mentioned in the letter what happened to him on the farm in Yingxian County before, I was afraid that someone deliberately wanted to rectify the He family, and asked He Chongjiu to be more careful.

After reading the letter, He Chongjiu felt very heavy in his heart.

He Xingzhi's injuries were linked one after another, and it was obvious that someone wanted to put him to death, that is, He Xingzhi's life should not be extinguished, and he happened to meet Grandpa Xu and Duan Huan to see him, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

But He Xingzhi's injury incident is the same as the previous incident when Mrs. He was stimulated to die.

The personnel related to the incident were quickly transferred after the incident, or simply disappeared into the sea, making it impossible for people to find out.

He Chongjiu has also captured some clues one after another in the past few years, but when he arrived at the critical place, the clues were quickly broken again.

"Brother Chongjiu? You okay? Wan Huan asked in a low voice.

He Chongjiu shook his head, ready to open the car door and go down, "It's okay, you sit in the car first and wait for a while!" ”

He Chongjiu rummaged around the cab, and finally pulled out a box of matches from under the seat, and he struck the matches and burned the letter and envelope directly.

Huan Huan knew that He Xingyi was bound to write something inconvenient for He Chongjiu to know, so he deliberately asked her to hand it over.

Letters from the troops have to be forwarded to so many hands and may also be subject to inspection by the troops.

He Xingzhi and He Chongjiu are both cautious people, and their daily correspondence is basically to report safety, and they will not write about private matters at all.

The last bit of paper in He Chongjiu's hands burned out, and he crushed all the burned ashes with his feet.

After the paper ash and the dust on the ground were completely integrated, He Chongjiu went around to the other side and opened the car door for Duan Huan, and his hand was still on the top of the door to protect Duan Huan's head.

When he got out of the car, he was also helped by He Chongjiu.

He was a little embarrassed to be so gentlemanly in his actions.

He Chongjiu took all the joy and walked from the intersection to the inside.

After walking for a while, I was disappointed.

The current glaze factory is a bleak and slaughtered, and there is no trace of the archway of the glaze factory after a few decades.

There is a big horn between the east and west glaze factories, especially the east glaze factory, which is larger, as if it is a small square.

This factory, which resembles a small square, is a bit bleak because it is inaccessible.

Most of the shops on both sides are closed, and these culture-related shops are operating the "Four Olds", and it is normal for them to close at this time.

Duan Huan casually followed He Chongjiu forward, and He Chongjiu, the person who accompanied him, seemed to be more energetic than Duan Huan.

"Brother Chongjiu, these stores are closed, are any of the stores inside open?" Wan Huan asked.

He Chongjiu nodded, "The cultural relics store is open, let's go there and have a look, maybe we can meet something you like!" ”

"Doesn't it mean that the things in the cultural relics store can only be sold to international friends for foreign currency and foreign exchange?" Huan Huan was surprised.

He Chongjiu lowered his voice and said: "Theoretically, this is the case, but I have acquaintances in the cultural relics store, and they are not valuable gadgets, so they can be accommodating!" ”

"Really? It would be great if you could buy it!" The joy instantly came to interest.

All the way to the cultural relics store, just as He Chongjiu and Duan Huan were walking inside, they were stopped by the waiter cleaning at the door.

"Two comrades, are you purchasing from foreign guests or from units? If it is purchased privately, it is not allowed to enter! ”

He Chongjiu took out his military ID card and handed it to the waiter, "Comrade, I made an appointment with Comrade Nie Zhengli!" ”

"Hello, Comrade He, Director Nie has gone to Qingyun Hall in front, come in and wait for a while!" The waiter leaned sideways and courteously invited He Chongjiu in.

I sighed in my heart, this waiter's face has changed fast enough!

Just now, he was not allowed to enter the door with a righteous face, but now he is so respectful that he almost bows ninety degrees and shouts welcome.

Huan Huan deliberately looked at the furnishings and displays in the store, which was still very different from the place where she imagined to sell antiques.

The wall is simply painted white, and there is no elegant Bogu Frame Duobao Pavilion.

The calligraphy and paintings hung in a mess on the wall, and they were wrapped into scrolls that could not be hung up, and they were casually stacked on the table in the corner.

Delicate and fragile small pieces of cultural ornaments are placed in the glass counter, the glass is polished brightly, if you add a little light, the things inside will look better.

Some large ornaments and porcelain of considerable volume are also piled up on the ground in the corners, and the flowers are in a mess.

In addition to the waiter who was wiping the door at the door, there were three waiters in the store.

The youngest young man was dusting off the artifacts with a feather duster, the woman who was less than thirty was cleaning the glass cabinet, and there was an old man with gray hair, who was making an abacus, apparently settling accounts.

The three of them were busy with their own things, and no one came to greet Duan Huan and He Chongjiu.

Duan Huan and He Chongjiu walked along the glass counter, and Duan Huan soon fell in love with a wolf brush with a jade pen.

There are a lot of things in the wolf's happy space, the ones left by Grandpa Yu for her, and the ones she has found one after another in the past ten years.

But the most special thing about this one in front of me is that the pen barrel is a three-color jadeite of Fu Lu Shou, and the color is not separated by a section, but blended together vertically and vertically.

The color of the pen barrel is quite oil-painted, and it looks harmonious and natural.

In addition, the top of the pen and the pen bucket are also hollowed out, and the pattern is very exquisite.

The tip of the brush is still intact and there are no traces of use, so it should have been collected.

"Xu Baoer likes this brush?" He Chongjiu bent down and asked.

Duan Huan nodded yes, "Well, the barrel of this pen is Fu Lushou's three-color jadeite, which is already very special, and the most rare three-color arrangement is still longitudinal texture!" ”

"I know a lot, I'll buy it for you when the people come back in a while!" He Chongjiu said.

Duan Huan immediately refused: "No need Chongjiu brother, I brought a lot of money, you just need to help me convince your friend to sell me the pen!" ”

"What are you still polite to me? Now these things are not worth much, and there are not many people who know how to do it, and they can't cost a few dollars! He Chongjiu touched Duan Huan's head.

He smiled and said: "Since I can't spend a few dollars, I have to pay for it myself, keep Brother Jiu's money, and we will go to have a big meal at noon and night!" ”

"The little girl and I are so clearly divided, wait a while and ask the selling price, do we think it's okay to pay for it?" He Chongjiu said with a smile.

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