"Hey!"

"Grandson, did you come to see you again with good wine today, and Grandpa the Admiral of the Nine Gates is here!"

As soon as Han Chunming took Meng Xiaozao into the small courtyard, the old voice of the Admiral of the Nine Gates immediately sounded.

"Your old man is going to be disappointed this time, I didn't bring wine this time."

Han Chunming walked over with a smile and said.

"Yo he! The grandson didn't bring wine to the master. ”

When the old man said this, he stood up: "It seems that my apprentice didn't take the master to heart!" ”

Old Man Guan glanced at Han Chunming and said with a little disappointment.

"Although I didn't bring the wine, but in a while, I'll take you to Dongxing Building for dinner! When the time comes, what Moutai, Wuliangye, Xifeng, and Du Kang's will make your old man have a good time! ”

Han Chunming smiled and stepped forward to help the old man and said.

"Yo, grandson, it seems that you are really rich, and you are willing to take me to Dongxing Building for dinner?"

As soon as he heard Han Chuming say this, the old man immediately said excitedly.

He has nothing else in his life, just antiques and fine wine. Especially now that I'm older, I can't do without alcohol, and it's uncomfortable not to drink for a day.

"Look at you! You are a Dongxing Building, you want to eat wherever you like, let you eat anywhere every day! ”

"Grandson, this is what you said, old man, I will build all the money you earned when the time comes, don't feel distressed!"

Han Chunming said indifferently: "Okay, even if your old man makes it, isn't the money earned for spending?" ”

Han Chuming smiled slightly, and then pulled Meng Xiaozao in front of him!

"Grandson, who is this girl? You kid kicked Su Meng, and then found a new one? ”

The old man looked at Meng Xiaozao in surprise and said.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense, this is my cousin Meng Xiaozao, from now on, let Xiaozao live with you."

Han Chun understood, and the old man said with a glance.

He had already told Meng Xiaozao before he brought her.

Let Xiao Zao take care of the old man, as for the salary, thirty yuan a month.

It's almost the same as Meng Xiaoxing!

Meng Xiaozao was very happy when she heard it.

She originally wanted to be a worker, but she didn't expect it to be to wash the old man's clothes and cook.

It's even easier than being behind the country!

And with a salary of thirty yuan a month, this is the income of my family in the countryside for several months!

What's more, Brother Wuzi also said that she would be able to read and write with the old man while she was free, and she had nothing to do to practice her voice.

Introduce yourself to a few teachers in the future.

Who knew that when the old man heard Han Chunming say this, his face suddenly fell.

"Hurry up and let her go where she came from, it's good for me to live alone, old man, I don't have to let people serve me."

Han Chunming knew that the old man's child's temper had come up again.

So he hurriedly attached himself to him and whispered: "Do you know where the human child used to work? ”

"Where?"

"The Art Troupe of the People's Friendship Commune of China and the People's Friendship Commune." After speaking, he winked at the little jujube on the side: "Really?" ”

Xiao Zao saw Han Chunming giving her a look, and quickly nodded.

"Commune Art Troupe? Fool your uncle! ”

The old man raised his head and stared at Han Chunming and asked.

"What about the Commune?"

Han Chunming said seriously: "People originally sang Peking Opera, specializing in Aqing's sister-in-law. ”

The old man looked back at the jujube again.

"Tell grandpa a few words."

Hearing Han Chunming's words, Meng Xiaozao cleared his throat.

Luo Luo took two steps forward generously, and then crossed his hands in front of his chest, and the cherry mouth opened slightly:

"Build a seven-star stove...... Copper kettle boils three rivers...... Set up a table of eight immortals to entertain the sixteen parties............"

Xiao Zao likes Peking Opera when he is a child, and he will come to this one or two paragraphs every day when he is playing pigweed.

For a while, his voice was crisp and loud, coupled with Xiao Zao's slender figure, which made Han Chunming, a person who didn't listen to Peking Opera much in his previous life, fall into it.

And the old man followed Meng Xiaozao's singing, shaking his head there, and humming a minor tune in his mouth.

"Old man, how do you see the little jujube singing?"

Han Chunming looked at the old man triumphantly and asked.

"Delicious!"

"Then let's let her stay?" Han Chunming continued to ask.

"Dare to be affectionate."

Han Chunming smiled and shouted to Meng Xiaozao: "Okay, okay, stop, the old man agrees that you will stay, wait for you to take a look at the empty rooms, and find a pleasing one to clean up." ”

"From now on, you'll live here!"

"Hey, thank you grandpa!"

Meng Xiaozao said excitedly, then put down the bag in his hand towards a room, and then took the rag to clean up.

"Old man, my little jujube is still satisfied, right?"

Han Chunming said with a hippie smile at this time.

"Count you kid with vision!"

The old man nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately thought of something, then turned his head to Han Chunming and said, "Grandson, didn't you say that you took grandpa to Dongxing Building for a big meal tonight, when are we going?" ”

"Hey! I see you're a glutton, right? ”

Han Chunming smiled, took a deep breath and said solemnly: "But today is not just about eating and drinking, wait until you go, and then I will surprise you!" ”

"Surprise? Don't be scared. The old man couldn't help laughing and said, "Then hurry up, just call the little jujube, you don't have to cook at home at night." ”

"Alright!"

Han Chuming agreed, and then called Meng Xiaozao and walked towards Dongxing Tower together.

I entered the Dongxing Building and walked directly towards the private room.

"Little jujube, you can eat as much as you like! I can't eat it and pack it back! ”

Meng Xiaozao hurriedly agreed, she hadn't recovered from the shock yet.

It was the first time she had been in such a luxurious place when she was so big.

Hearing Han Chunming's words, he hurriedly picked up his chopsticks and ate them.

"Grandson, what's the surprise?"

The old man drank it all with his glass at the moment, and then asked with a smile.

"Old man, don't worry, I'll get it for you!"

Han Chunming took out a brocade box from under the table at this time, and then opened it in front of the old man.

Suddenly, the old man was shocked.

The wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground and shattered!

For a while, the whole body trembled a little, and the eyes of the two dead fish stared at the boss, and their eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

Han Chunming hurriedly stepped forward at this time to assist the old man.

He knew that these three small enamel bowls were something that the old man had in mind.

It was his life's wish to gather four small enamel bowls.

In the old man's seriousness, these four enamel small bowls are no longer just four small bowls!

These four small bowls embody history and contain affection.

For the old man, it is extremely precious!

Otherwise, Han Chunming would not have spent such a big price to replace these three small bowls from the tattered Hou.

In order to exchange these three small bowls back, Han Chunming paid a brother kiln Bafang cup.

In terms of the value of the light wheel, these three small bowls are not as good as the Geyao Bafang Cup.

But Han Chuming knew the significance of these three small bowls to the old man.

That's why he was willing to suffer this loss.

"Oh my God!"

Finally, the old man shouted excitedly.

"In vain! Fast...... Take it out and give it to grandpa! ”

The old man raised his head and said to Han Chuming with teary eyes.

"Okay!"

Han Chunming carefully took out the three small bowls from the box at this time.

Then put it in front of the old man.

The old man trembled and took them one by one.

Every time I took one, I hugged it tightly to my chest.

And Han Chunming didn't dare to be careless, and motioned for the little jujube to take care of it in the back.

And the old man put down the three small bowls at this moment, and then hugged Han Chunming's arm with both hands.

The moment his arm was tightly embraced, Han Chunming could feel the strength in the old man's hand!

Although it hurt to be caught, Han Chunming did not shout.

He knew that the old man needed to vent his inner excitement at this moment.

"Old man, these three small bowls have been found for you, from now on, these three enamel small bowls are yours, you can look at it however you want!"

Han Chunming said with a smile,

Then he motioned for Xiao Zao to help the old man sit down.

Han Chunming put the three small bowls in front of the old man in turn.

The old man breathed a long sigh of relief, stared at the three small bowls, and slowly closed his eyes!

Tears flowed silently down his face.

For a while, the box became extremely quiet.

The old man seemed to have entered a state of meditation, motionless.

Meng Xiaozao wanted to shout in front of the old man at this moment, but Han Chunming stopped him.

He knew that at this moment, the old man must have looked at the three small bowls and fell into memories again and again.

I don't know how long it has been, but the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Grandson, go home!"

"Little jujube, help the old man go, I'll pack it!"

Han Chunming didn't know why the old man wanted to go home, but he still shouted at Xiao Zao.

Soon, the three of them arrived home.

The old man said to Han Chunming at this time: "Grandson, go to my house, open the cabinet, there is a mezzanine inside, you open the third layer and bring the things over." ”

"Quick!"

"Gotcha!"

Han Chunming didn't dare to delay at all at this moment, and ran towards the old man's house.

Then I found the cabinet.

It took a lot of effort for Han Chunming to find the mezzanine.

If this is a thief, it is estimated that he will be able to cry.

Han Chunming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This old man can really hide!

No wonder when he cheated to death later, so many people couldn't find those treasures.

Opening the mezzanine, Han Chunming stretched out his hand.

Suddenly I touched a small box.

Gently took out the small box, and suddenly felt something inside shaking slightly.

Could it be......

Han Chuming suddenly felt that his heartbeat was a little faster.

Hiss!

This small box is not simple at first glance, at least it is also an object of the Qing Dynasty!

Han Chunming opened the small box, and in an instant, a small enamel bowl appeared in front of him.

Gather friends!

As expected!

Han Chunming immediately closed the small box, and then quickly walked out of the room.

"Sun Tzu...... Put them together! ”

The old man said excitedly.

"Okay!"

Han Chunming took out the four small bowls in turn.

The tea is fragrant, the wine is gone, friends are gathered, and then the building is returned.

Arrange them in turn.

"Jujube, pour wine!"

Lao Tzu's old voice suddenly sounded.

Then point to the corner.

At this time, Xiao Zao turned around and walked to a corner of the room, and then picked up a small earth-colored bottle.

"The tavern under the Zhengyang Gate, the four of us were drinking the fierce two-pot head in that tavern......"

At this time, the old man stretched out his hand, and then lifted it one by one.

Every time Xiao Zao finished pouring wine, the old man gently put it down.

Although his hands were still a little trembling, the old man's expression was serious, for fear of spilling a drop.

After pouring the last bowl, he tilted his head slightly.

With tears in her eyes.

Looking at the bowl after bowl of wine, my throat kept twitching.

"The four of us are gathered again today!"

There was a little excitement in the old voice.

The old man held up the small bowl of tea with both hands.

It's like facing a real person in front of you: "The tea Piaoxiang brothers of Deshengmen, the friends of Chongwenmen, are now holding your former nickname, but it's a pity, you went too early, buddy, I drank it for you!" ”

The hoarse voice was full of crying, and the old man Guan took up the bowl and drank it all.

Next, he arched his hand to the gathering friend, and then raised the bowl.

"The wine in Dongzhimen is gone, big brother, I often dream of the days when we ate peanuts and drank wine together......"

At this moment, the old man couldn't cry anymore.

"Big brother, I did it."

Then it was drunk again.

"Old man......"

Han Chunming looked at the old man in front of him, and his nose was a little sour for a while.

Life is just a few autumns!

Sometimes, the last one left in the world is the most painful!

In my previous life, I had seen too much life and death parting.

The one who touches the most is alive and carries too many memories and beauty!

"Master!"

Han Chunming also poured a glass of wine directly: "The apprentice will drink with you, today your brother will reunite, and the apprentice will accompany you to get drunk and rest!" ”

Let's drink it all!

"Good!"

The old man talked and smiled, from Han Chunming's words just now, the old man already knew that Han Chunming, this kid, understood himself.

Then, Old Man Guan raised the fourth bowl of wine!

"This fourth bowl will go back to the building, Chaoyangmen brothers, it snowed heavily that year, and our brothers couldn't walk after drinking......"

For a while, that deep sense of age made Han Chunming fall into it.

In Han Chunming's trance, the old man drank it all again!

"Old buddy, Guan Xiaojiu of Zhengyangmen misses you!"

"Smack!"

Immediately after, a crisp sound sounded.

The wine bottle in the old man's hand slammed to the ground.

Then Han Chunming saw the old man's old body kneeling down humbly.

Then his forehead fell heavily on his hand, and he began to cry bitterly.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Han Chunming's tears gradually fell!

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears,

It's just that it's not to the sad place!

Maybe at this moment, only crying can express your feelings.

And the jujube on the side is crying pear blossoms with rain.

Han Chunming wiped a handful of tears at this time, and then carefully wiped the four small bowls and put them away silently.

Four small enamel bowls, I finally got the old man's wish.

These four small bowls, the story behind the next four small bowls.

Han Chunming believes that he will definitely pass it on!

(End of chapter)