No one should know about the fat man dodging the thunder. A few people who went to Shanxi with him to shovel the land saw that the fat man did not bid, but he was suspicious, and he was not sure that the blue and white bowl was a monster. But today the fat man said it himself, this is not a trivial matter, this mine is buried deeply, and if you don't bother to have a few brushes, this time the fat man is famous, at least the shopkeeper Wen has paid attention to the fat man.

The shovel that was scrapped by the fat man originally had the intention of venting his evil anger, but he also wilted when he heard the news. What's more, he had bad rules first, and he couldn't mix in the local antique circle, and he disappeared after being discharged from the hospital, according to his peers, he had seen him in Changsha.

My sand table model, because each protrusion has to be molded, and the size ratio I require is strict, so the construction period was dragged down. I often have to go to the mold workshop to check the size with people, and I don't often stay in the shop when I'm busy, and it's even more difficult to meet the fat man, I don't even know if he is local or out, sometimes I have to ask Huang Hai to know the whereabouts of the fat man.

After a while, it will be the spring of the next year, and looking at the general appearance of the sand table model, I am secretly happy in my heart, and I estimate that this work will be completed at the beginning of summer.

People are easy to get sleepy in spring, I stare at the sand table model, and recently I have seen this sand table model more and more super maze feeling. Most of the mounds on the wall have been removed, and only some unfinished model pictures are pinned to the wall.

On the cabinet outside the sand table, Huang Hai sat leisurely on a pear wood Taishi chair, wearing a silk gown with a placket and a buckle all the way down to his neck. Now his hairstyle has been changed to a big back, but unfortunately his hair is not developed, and his scalp can be seen from between the hair gaps, which makes him often sigh.

I have to say that his boss covers him very much, not only buying him a high-grade outfit, but also giving him half of the dry shares, which makes him often think of himself as a boss in front of me. I was completely defeated in the fight with him, this thing looks sick and crooked, but the ability to resist blows and protracted combat is super strong.

You spray him in the face, but he doesn't feel it, so he will say to you: Brother Gang will fly (will) fly (return).

As soon as the fat man came back, he complained vigorously, giving me the feeling that it was not his boss, but his own father.

Fortunately, now he doesn't monitor me to sleep, so that I can relax while sleeping, otherwise I will really be broken by him.

Just when my vision was blurred and my spirit was a little drowsy, I heard a crisp voice like a green mang. Don't ask me why, this is what comes to my mind when I hear that voice: a green and seductive green mang, hanging with a crystal drop of water.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang Jianqiang?"

My two eyelids jumped open at once, and under the spring breeze near noon, the not too bright light entered the shop, and a girl with long hair and a shawl stood sideways in the door, facing the Yellow Sea gently. The light sprinkled on her, outlining a graceful silhouette.

There was a light in the shop, but it was not too bright, shining on the long-sleeved shirt of the woman with blue flowers on a white background, and her full chest tightened the shirt. The hem of the shirt is tucked into jeans, and the flat belly and slightly upturned hips form a graceful arc. A pair of white low-top travel shoes reveal pink socks two finger widths and slender ankles. The visual height is about 1.65 meters.

The legs are really long. My throat was a little dry, and I said something secretly.

The girl's long waterfall-like hair is draped over her shoulders and there are no bangs. The delicate bridge of the nose in the silhouette is small and straight, the lips are full and seductive, and under the long eyelashes, there is a hint of sadness in the clear eyes.

I felt a wave of vertigo, which was an adrenaline rush. Special, 100% beauty.

Huang Hai, who was sitting in the chair of the Limu Taishi, looked at the girl in front of him blankly, his mouth was slightly open to reveal several rows of big gold teeth, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth to his chin.

I saw this scene like a confrontation between a beauty and ** from the inside, and I felt a chill, and shouted silently in my heart: Beauty, you recognize the wrong person, the person you are looking for is here.

Doesn't that lower my impression score?

I coughed vigorously, but I didn't pull the yellow sea's squinting eyes off the girl. Fortunately, the woman sensed that something was wrong, turned her head and gave me a questioning look. Yes, it was a pair of talking eyes, clear and bright enough to reach the heart.

I gently soothed my restless heart, and said as I walked over, "I'm Zhang Jianqiang, are you looking for me?" ”

I believe this is the first time I have been so proactive in recruiting customers. There are people from other places who come to me, most of them are introduced by my peers, after all, my eyesight is still very poisonous, especially in hard porcelain. This girl wouldn't be a local, I'm sure of that, not the accent.

The corners of the girl's mouth turned up slightly, and her expression was relaxed. It seems that Huang Hai has put a lot of pressure on her, which has made her afraid of the expert master she is looking for. I cursed the Yellow Sea fiercely in my heart.

"My name is Xiao Ting, and I am Xiao Guolin's daughter."

After this sentence reached my ears, Xiao Guolin's three words rushed around in my head, and all kinds of information and speculations emerged: This is the object that Xiao Guolin asked me to take care of? Now to make good on that promise? No, the situation was complicated at that time, and there was a sense of trust, so there was no reason to send it to the door every few years. Xiao Guolin has an accident!

In the end, reason prevailed over hormones, and I came to the conclusion that was most likely to be close to the truth. My expression suddenly became serious, and I asked her in a steady tone, "What's wrong with Xiao Guolin?" ”

Xiao Ting's eyes turned red and said, "My dad didn't come back, and they didn't come back." ”

After saying this, I saw her biting her lip tightly, desperately trying to suppress her tears. What a strong girl.

I couldn't ask her anything, so I took her to the shop, sat down on a workbench near the sand table, and poured her a glass of water.

Xiao Guolin didn't come back, I don't have to think about it, I know where he went. And I know that if I don't come back, I may never come back. The problem is that the letter Xiao Guolin left me was more than half a year ago, and it has been half a year, what did Xiao Ting come to me for. Could it be a recent accident? It's not logical, they will definitely avoid the sandstorm season when they go to the desert archaeology, and we were so careful the last time we didn't escape the doom, and they are even less likely to act when the spring storm is raging.

Another thing is that I have to keep a low profile and be cautious. I have been investigating this matter alone for many years, and I have tried my best to stagger the time with the official investigation action, and when it comes to the excavation work, I have to ask the local archaeological team to cooperate, and my studio does not have the right to excavate the monument on its own. I don't believe that Xiao Ting is the official representative, she is more likely to come to me on behalf of a person, so what can I do?

I was lost in thought.

PS: The beauty has appeared, vote for the beauty.