"Master, Grandpa Chen, I think we think it's a European antique, but if those European countries don't recognize it, it's not interesting, why don't you find a few more foreign friends and analyze and determine together, isn't it better?" Bai Ling reminded on the side that Old Man Chen and Old Man Zheng were completely immersed in the artistic atmosphere. [No pop-ups. 】

Bai Ling's words woke them up, they used to drool at the treasures of those foreign devil friends, but this time they also made them drool.

"Okay, I don't have a camera, I want to take a few pictures and show them to a few of my good friends. They saw the photos, and they didn't worry that they wouldn't come! Old man Chen assured, rubbed it on the statue with paper, and the stone ash stained on the statue was ready to be taken back for testing and giving some scientific judgments.

Bai Ling went to the room and brought the camera, originally Bai Ling wanted to help shoot, but Old Man Chen took the camera over and took it himself. Originally, Bai Ling didn't care much about it, but when Old Man Chen took out the washed photos, Bai Ling was stunned, the same camera could actually take such delicate and realistic photos, master, Bai Ling admired.

Old Man Lin couldn't see that Old Man Zheng and Old Man Chen were playing hooligans against the goddess called Venus, and when they were bored, they opened a pile of papers on the table. But before opening it, Mr. Lin didn't forget to put on white gloves, it is said that checking antiques is like this, professional, get along with cultural people all day long, how to learn something

"Xiaoling, you don't look like a human being, a ghost doesn't look like a ghost painting, isn't it a Western painting? Isn't that Brother Chen specialized in Western art, let's see, what is this painting, whose painting is it? Old Man Lin pointed to a figure painting with a frightening face and said impatiently.

Fine arts, art is not beautiful at all, let alone artistic beauty, in the eyes of Mr. Lin, this is not as good as the door gods pasted on the windows in the countryside before, ugly is very ugly. But it doesn't necessarily ward off evil spirits.

After Mr. Chen finished taking the photo, he took the negative in his hand. Hearing Old Man Lin's words, he walked over. Oops, is this antique, according to the style. This is supposed to be Monet's work; Yikes. This is Degas's, the more you look down, the old man Chen is not calm, I have never seen many of these pictures, but according to the characteristics of these paintings, you can find the corresponding painters in foreign history, the more you look at it, the less it looks like a fake, but a genuine product.

When he saw the paintings of Picasso and Van Gogh noted below, Mr. Chen was even more calm, for the two most famous painters in the modern West. Knowing very well that it is impossible for anyone to completely imitate their craft. Especially in Picasso's painting, the ugly and exaggerated man shocks the heart.

"Xiaoling, can you cut a little bit of paper for me to do a test?" Old Man Chen was a little embarrassed to ask and said, in case this is genuine, it would not be a pity.

Isn't it just a little bit of the corner, and it doesn't damage the picture itself, it doesn't matter. Bai Ling nodded, the four paintings on the table. Cut it all out a little bit. Depending on the painter, it is wrapped in different paper bags. Even the high-fidelity "Mona Lisa". Bai Ling gambled that little Japan did not do useless work, maybe this one is Leonardo da Vinci's manuscript.

"Then you can put it to the test as soon as possible, and expect these things to be all antiques." Bai Ling said quirkily.

Old Man Chen took his things and prepared to leave, busy going to his research room to do the test.

"Grandpa, in fact, no matter whether this batch of things is real or not, we need to build a museum, and in a more lively place, we will take out all the treasures in the space and make an exhibition. Grandpa, now our city has a profound cultural heritage since ancient times, but now the buildings are getting higher and higher, the roads are getting wider and wider, and there are more and more cars, but our spiritual life is also coming less and less, don't you think this is a terrible phenomenon? When everyone has free time, they all go to the movies, or go shopping, and go to the amusement park; A lot of historical precipitation is gradually decreasing, and there is very little attention to humanities, which is a very terrible thing for our Huaxia country, which has a history of thousands of years. Quite possibly, in ten, decades, or even hundreds of years, we will throw away what we were proud of. Bai Ling's tongue was like a spring, and he kept persuading Old Man Lin to hurry up and get her the ground.

"Okay, I'll let Xiao Zhou contact you later, but the money can't be less, we can't stand on the cheap side of the country." Old Man Lin replied awkwardly, it is rare to give people the green light, and what Xiao Ling does is still of great significance, otherwise Old Man Lin is embarrassed to speak.

Bai Ling pursed his lips and thought to himself: "I built a museum, and the money I earned was used for the Hope Project, and I don't know how much of the money from selling land was used on the people, and I don't know whose pockets it went to!" ”

"I know, it's a lot, I'm still your granddaughter, and I won't give a discount!" Bai Ling muttered and muttered in a low voice.

"Your grandfather is not the emperor of the soil, and he can't just say that the land will be given to you, this is all state property, and it can't be violated casually." Old Man Lin made a tiger face and explained that he also knew that Bai Ling's starting point was good, but this opening could not be opened in his place.

"I know grandpa, I'm just talking about fun, you have been a public servant all your life, you can't be soft-hearted when you are old, and make the late festival unsafe, then the gains outweigh the losses." Bai Ling said with a smile, when it came to the late season, Bai Ling kept squeezing his eyes.

Old Man Lin's old face turned red all of a sudden, patted Bai Ling's head, and scolded: "Call you to talk nonsense!" ”

"I didn't talk nonsense haha! That Grandma Cheng, do you still go to the small park at night? Bai Ling asked with a smile, afraid that Old Man Lin would beat her again, so he took a few steps back. It turned out that during this time, Mr. Lin always went for a walk in the afternoon and didn't come back until dark. Once, Bai Ling had something to look for Mr. Lin, and there was no idler to help her find Mr. Lin, so Bai Ling went to a small park near the community by herself.

Unexpectedly, he actually found out about the adultery, and Mr. Lin was not playing chess with Mr. Zhao, but chatting with an old lady in her fifties. According to Bai Ling's visual inspection, this old lady looks good, she is in her fifties, and her figure is actually not bad, especially her face, when she was young, she was definitely a big beauty and had a very familiar feeling.

Bai Ling felt that his affairs were not important, so he didn't bother, and found Old Man Zhao and asked, who is the person who has been chatting with Old Man Lin these days.

"It is Cheng Shiyun of the People's Liberation Army Art Troupe, an actor, sixty-two years old, and his wife died ten years ago. Now that I'm older, I don't want to act anymore, so I retire and enjoy a long life. Old Man Zhao frowned and told Bai Ling the news he had worked so hard to find.

"Sixty-two, I can't see that I'm in my early fifties!" Bai Ling didn't say in detail, his hair was black, and there was almost no white hair, and then he thought that his hair could be dyed and his face could be maintained. This Cheng Shiyun is an actor, so she is naturally more beautiful. For the face to know the maintenance.

"This old woman looks very similar to my sister-in-law back then, who was a field medic, and wherever there were wounded, she appeared there, but she was not smaller than our old men. Once, in the hands of Brother Lin, my sister-in-law, who was so thin and small, was so stubborn that she carried your grandfather out of the pile of dead people, and with tenacity, she was sent to the field hospital three kilometers away without stopping. Old Man Zhao looked at it and talked.

"Then was my grandfather moved by my grandmother, and then pursued my grandmother, and finally got married?" Bai Ling asked excitedly, it turns out that grandpa, grandpa still has such an exciting love past.

"Of course......" Old Man Zhao kept talking.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling was very curious, why didn't grandpa go for a walk in the small park these days, and asked curiously: "Grandpa, why don't you go for a walk in the small park?" ”

Old Man Lin sat on the sofa, smiled bitterly, and said: "Cheng Shiyun and I are really nothing, I am an old man, and I don't have those fancy ideas, so don't talk nonsense in the future!" ”

In fact, Bai Ling saw that Old Man Lin's wife had passed away for decades and had not remarried, which was really rare. Bai Ling listened to Mr. Zhao often talk about the affairs of their older generation, there was a man named Chen Dashu, who had married at the age of fifteen, and had a son, after participating in the revolution and winning the Liberation War, he was exactly thirty years old, he was in the prime of life, and he never mentioned family affairs, and no one knew that he was married and had children. Organizationally, I can't let the heroes of the founding of the country beat me as a single, and immediately found a lot of female soldiers, doctors, and even beautiful girls from the art troupe to go on a blind date. After getting married, the wife in the old family came over and scolded him for having no conscience. For so many years, their mother and son have been starving and cold, and they have almost been killed several times. Before, it was for the revolution, and after the revolution was successful, I didn't go home to look for it, but directly looked for the young and beautiful. This Chen Dashu was disgraced and demoted, and a woman who waited for him for so long was considered light to be demoted.

"Grandpa, in fact, you can find a like-minded person as a companion, as long as you bring it back, I will definitely honor her as if I honor you." Bai Ling hoped that Old Man Lin would have a companion and a warm-hearted person by his side to pay attention to her.

Old Man Lin lay on the back of the sofa, smiled bitterly, and took out a wallet from his arms, and a yellowed black and white photo was placed in the wallet, which had been plasticized on the outside. Old Man Lin took out the photo, groped carefully, there was moisture in his eyes, and said softly: "Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan is not a cloud, there is no woman in the world who can replace her place in my heart." (To be continued)