During these days, I have been on the road, and every store must be closed and leave at dawn. In this month, Anqishan has not rested at all, and the book left by Zhang Baoqing is called "Tongling Baojian", which is divided into three articles: searching for gold, arguing about things, and exercises.

Searching for gold is to divide gold and fix holes, arguing is to identify ancient artifacts, and the practice is to dig graves and dig graves. An Qishan read all three of them, and felt that Zhang Baoqing had learned all the skin, but after thinking about it, he hadn't learned anything. People use a compass to fix the acupuncture, he uses his mouth, and people rob tombs about skills, and he is engaged in destruction.

An Qishan has already made up his mind to only learn the second part of the argument, and the remaining two articles are detrimental to yin morality, and he will definitely not learn them, let alone allow his son to learn them.

I wandered outside for a few more years, and with my own eyesight, I collected a lot of treasures in the countryside, and I didn't care about these called "second-hand goods" anymore. In 1950, he returned home and lived in peace.

Since then, I have collected antique calligraphy and paintings, and in that era when I can't eat enough and don't have enough clothes, almost all of the people who can play are three religions and nine streams. With his own skills, he made a name for himself in Panjiayuan, and some friends often brought some antiques for him to taste, and as long as he took a look and smelled it in his hand, he would have the answer. said that it was from the Qing Dynasty, and it could never be from the Ming Dynasty, and gradually gained authority in the circle, and also had the nickname "An Lao Dog".

The neighbor who looked down on An Qishan also looked at him differently, and the life at home was getting better and better, drinking and chatting with the neighbor, and others asked him what he had experienced over the years, he just smiled and kept silent.

Later, I opened an antique shop, and at that time people didn't understand how precious these ancient artifacts were, and they just wanted to exchange them for money. During those days, the shops in Anqi Mountain made a lot of money. Someone also sold him the newly unearthed "Ming Vessel", and An Qishan scolded this conscienceless tomb robber with anger on his face and drove him out of the store.

"If you have money, you don't make money, your head was kicked by a donkey, this old dog's mouth is poisonous enough."

The antique shop has been smooth sailing for more than ten years, and the name of An Lao Dog has been well-known in Panjiayuan. I was born in 1955, and I was worried about the name, there are too many people called the founding of the country and the army, and An Qishan was heartbroken about this, and wanted to name his grandson, but there was nothing he could do. That day, I played chess with the old Guo Tou next door, and the old Guo Tou was killed on the chessboard, and he saw that the last car in his hand could not be saved, and shouted: "An old dog, you are ruthless enough, Lao Tzu's heart is horizontal and you have to fight to the death, wow, yes, yes." Old man Guo blew his beard angrily and glared.

As soon as An Yishan heard this, An Yiheng, this name is good, he messed up the chessboard and said to Old Man Guo: "You are an old immortal, not bad, I will invite you to drink at night." Old man Guo was wondering, and An Qishan walked away.

As soon as he arrived home, he laughed and shouted to the people in the house, "Haha...... My grandson has a name, An Yiheng, An Yiheng, a good name, a good name. The family was surprised, the grandmother teased her grandson to play, An Qishan snatched it over, tied her beard with a white and tender smile, the child was teased "hehe" laughed non-stop, and said to the child: "Eldest grandson, you will be called An Yiheng in the future, my little baby." ”

Since then, spending time in the store with An Yiheng in his arms every day, An Qishan has more fun, that is, holding his grandson and going door to door. An Yiheng grew white and clean when he was a child, and he was inevitably praised by the neighbors. But the most heard sentence is "An Lao Dog, is this your own grandson, look at your shoehorn face, and then look at how cute Xiao Yiheng's chubby face is." ”

As soon as An Qishan heard this, he was reluctant in his heart: "He has the blood of Lao Tzu on his body, and I think he and I are carved out of the same mold." After saying that, he didn't care about the man and turned away, just the donkey's temper.

In An Yiheng's childhood memories, his friends were afraid of him and didn't want to play with him because he had a grandfather who laughed very ugly. The old man is old, and he can't afford to be sick. It was also a coincidence that his son and daughter-in-law were recruited by the army a while ago, so they joined the army together, leaving the old and the young behind.

Grandma took An Yiheng to stay at the head of the bed, and the neighbors came to visit from time to time, An Qishan's breath was half hanging, and he had not swallowed his breath, and his son's application in the army was not approved, and he couldn't come back to see the last one.

That night, An Qishan took his grandson's hand, and said with a faint breath: "Xiao Heng, grandpa has nothing to leave for you, in the soil of the big locust tree in the courtyard, grandpa buried a book and a piece of jade, grandpa can't see that you are married, so I will give you a wedding gift in advance." ”

"Grandpa, don't talk, you'll be fine, you'll be fine."

An Qishan touched his grandson's head, his face was full of doting, and he said to his mother-in-law: "When I leave, take Xiao Heng to live in the military compound, you live here, I don't feel at ease, cough cough ......."

Grandma was already full of tears, holding An Qishan's hand tightly, crying and saying: "Old man, you go with peace of mind, you walk slowly on the road, and when I take care of my grandson, I will go to you." ”

With a smile on his face, An Qishan left. In this era, burial is no longer practiced, sent to the crematorium, holding two urns, and a simple funeral was carried out. Lao Guo Tou cried the worst, calling "old brother" in his mouth, asking him to wait there for a few years, and then go there to play chess with him, afraid that the old man would be too sad, so the children helped the old man back, and said to his grandmother when he left: "Sister-in-law, if something squeaks in the future, don't be too sad, it will pass." "Bye-bye-by-hand and go.

The two grandmothers and grandsons moved to the military compound to live, and they also moved all their things, including the relics of An Qi Mountain.

Grandma was sad for a long time, and every day was spent cooking and in a daze. At night, An Yiheng lay in front of his grandmother's door, and he could hear the soft sobbing inside. I don't know what to do, I and my grandmother at home, if something happens to my grandmother, then the family will disappear, and he will become a child that no one wants.

During the day, he tried his best to make his grandmother happy, but he smiled and hastily perfunctory, which really made him painstaking, maybe only time can heal the wound.