"I think you're right, and you're doing the right thing!" Wan Huan nodded in agreement.

Respect and trust are two of the most indispensable elements of a partnership.

Whether you are a couple in love or a married couple, you need to respect and trust each other.

If there is a lack of trust and respect, it is not necessary to break up or divorce, but the quality of the relationship will also decrease accordingly.

Hu Junlan's personality is innocent and straightforward, on the surface he looks like a simple silly white sweet, but in fact, he has extreme self-esteem and self-confidence in his bones, and he is a typical dead arrogant.

Usually I don't care about everything when I look at him-hee-ha-ha, but in fact, he is very principled and bottom-line, and it is normal to not be able to accept what Yue Weiguo did at that time.

Even if it is Yue Weiguo's behavior, it is indeed to protect Hu Junlan, but this kind of protection without trust and respect is obviously not what Hu Junlan wants.

Yue Weizhou walked behind the two girls and heard Hu Junlan's words clearly.

He was very glad that Hu Junlan did not have the idea of getting back together, and he was also very proud of Hu Junlan's inner independence and self-improvement.

Sending Duan Huan to the door of the guest house, Hu Junlan took Duan Huan's hand and reluctantly said goodbye to Duan Huan.

"I can't bear you, rejoice! I'm on the train at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, why don't you go back to the capital with me, and go to see Chief Shen by the way? ”

It took two years to finally see each other for the last time, and she was really reluctant to enjoy it, but the reporting time for her work was approaching, and she had to hurry back to the capital.

"Your car at eight o'clock, I won't send you, I guess I won't be able to stay in Hujiang for two days, I'm going to go to the south for a turn," Huan Huan hugged Hu Junlan and said: "When I have time after I'm busy, I will definitely go to the capital to play with you!" ”

The capital is definitely going to go, and she still has to see her master and uncle, but the time is not set for the time being.

Hu Junlan hugged him and chattered crookedly for a long time, and Yue Weizhou did not have any impatience at all.

If it weren't for the fact that his eyes had been eagerly locking on Hu Junlan, he would have suspected that his old monk had settled down.

After washing up, I sorted out the things I had bought in the past few days.

The things that the people in the village bought on behalf of them were all packed, and a short letter was placed inside, and a detailed price list of the items was attached.

The things sent to Grandpa Xu and He Xingzhi are not so detailed, the clothes, shoes, rain boots, and fabrics are wrapped in a brain, and they are packed into bags and stuffed into their pockets.

The "bad elements" in the cowshed did not let her bring anything, and before they were decentralized, all their belongings were confiscated, and the labor reform was only enough for food rations.

Duan Huan picked some cotton in the field of the space, and brought a few pieces of defective fabric, and asked Grandpa Xu to take it to the cowshed.

When she set off before, Ge Duoci was looking for a cottonmaker to play cotton, and the cotton wool was hardened into a hard knot, so she wanted to send some cotton over.

The ration supply of cotton in Jincheng is small, and when it comes to late autumn and winter, the cotton counter of the supply and marketing cooperatives will be crowded.

Grandpa Xu's cotton ticket is not rich, only a few taels a month, it is not a problem to make cotton clothes and pants, but it is definitely not enough to make quilt cotton wool.

Before, I was worried about whether it would be too eye-catching to go to the post office with three big pockets, but when I went to the post office, I saw an endless stream of people who sent things in large bags and small packages.

During the waiting time in line to send the package, Duan Huan also took a telegram to Grandpa Xu to report his safety.

The post and telecommunications office is a train station two blocks away, so you can simply turn around and buy train tickets.

I bought the things that should be bought in Hujiang, Hu Junlan's wedding was an oolong, and it made no sense for her to stay in Hujiang longer.

Hujiang is worthy of being a big city, this is not a year, and the railway station does not know why it is still crowded, and the ticket window is long.

"Comrade, let me ask you, how many trains to Hangzhou are there a day?"

Huan Huan was embarrassed to go to the window to inquire, so he simply found a security officer who was in the hall to ask the patrol staff for consultation.

The security clerk was a middle-aged uncle who was not smiling, and said with a frown: "I drive several times a day, and the train is not satisfied, what a waste of state property!" Trains run every two days, but they just departed half an hour ago! ”

"That's really too unlucky, it seems that you can only buy a bus ticket!" Wan Huan sighed.

Uncle Bao said again: "The car has a trip at 7 o'clock in the morning and 1 o'clock in the afternoon, you can also take a boat, most of the boats are vegetable boats and fishing boats in Gusu, and there are also from Hangzhou, you have to try your luck, but even if you transfer from Gusu, it is more cost-effective than a bus ticket!" ”

Thanks again and again, Uncle Guard's expression is serious and old-fashioned, but in fact he is warm and thoughtful, and the spirit of service is exemplary.

After some careful consideration, I finally decided to go on a boat.

On this hot day, there is no difference in taking a passenger car without air conditioning, and following up a steamer, but it is different by boat, and there is a river breeze on the board, which must be much cooler.

And if you get on a motorized boat, you can go faster than a car.

Plan to take a boat tomorrow morning, and use the rest of the day to visit the Shanghai River again.

In fact, there is no good place to visit, mainly because there are no attractions in Hujiang now, except for the City God Temple, Yu Garden and the Bund, so you can only go shopping and buy and buy.

Duan Huan had already visited these places with Hu Junlan before, but there was really nothing to visit, so Duan Huan plunged into the scrap yard.

In another thirty or forty years, the number of collectors in Hujiang is so large that the collection is huge, accounting for almost half of the domestic collectors.

Tracing back to the origin, it is still due to the fact that the economic prosperity of the old Hujiang period has given a hundred schools of thought a cultural prosperity.

The antique counters of the early Huaiguo period, as well as the scrap yards and thrift stalls that have blossomed all over the Shanghai River in the last decade, are the sources of the early collections of most collectors in the later years.

In fact, mahogany furniture, which can be reused, is confiscated and confiscated, and it is directly sent to Huaiguo and other thrift stores for cash.

Most of the gold, silver, precious metals, jade and jewelry were confiscated from the bank, so the most scrap yards were books, calligraphy and paintings that had not been burned.

The Hujiang scrap station is much larger than that of Sichuan Province, and the most workers are also very busy, so they don't have time to keep an eye on it.

The eye for appreciating calligraphy and painting is still shallow, only according to the pleasing pick, according to the style to choose, and after a while, I pulled out a bunch of scrolls.

Huanhuan's favorite is an oil painting about a temple, and there are figures dressed in ethnic costumes outside the temple.

The inscription is a crooked line of words: Jokhang Temple, Tu, 1961.

Isn't "Tu" the pen name of Mr. Wu Guanzhong, speaking of which, there is a little story in it.

During his time at the National School of Fine Arts, Mr. Wu Guanzhong was fond of Van Gogh and Gauguin, and liked to use strong colors of red and purple in his paintings.

He gave himself the pseudonym "Wu Tucha", which was later changed to "Tu", and specialized in signing pictures.

The Tu person must have a passion, strong as fire, like a fire, Tu person, on behalf of suffering, pain.

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