Chapter 177, Huang Binhong's painting

"Don't look at your dad who is tired of running around with equipment on his back now, but sooner or later the factory will have to equip your dad with a bicycle. Otherwise, it won't kill people, carrying dozens of pounds of things on their backs for dozens of miles a day, and marathons don't bring this.

When you get a bicycle, you can see that your father's job is easy, he earns a lot, and maybe he can get in touch with the leader. If you don't take over now, you may not be able to take it when you want to. ”

Liu Guangqi looked at Xu Damao and said with a smile, isn't this a mention of Xu Damao, after all, is there any Xu Damao's final result is to go to the factory to be a projectionist, he is just simply expressing his opinions.

"What you say is true."

Xu Damao asked suspiciously.

"Fake, I don't dare to command the leader. Whether you are worthy of a bicycle or not is a matter of leadership, I just casually say it. ”

Liu Guangqi didn't accept this, if someone heard it, he thought he had an opinion on the leaders of the rolling mill, although the matter of the rolling mill had nothing to do with him, but he was still working in the rolling mill.

"I know you want to sit in the office, but we have to be down-to-earth, don't you, you better learn to play movies with your dad honestly, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mouse sons are born to make holes. You've watched your dad play movies for so many years, and it's estimated that you've learned almost everything a long time ago, and maybe you'll turn positive in a few days. ”

Liu Guangqi patted Xu Damao's shoulder.

"Hey, if I study so well like you, I will definitely be able to be admitted to university, and I will be a cadre as soon as I graduate from university."

Xu Damao looked at Liu Guangqi, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"It's too late to think about studying hard now, why are you doing it early? I used to let you read a book and the same life as you wanted, but now I know the gap with other people's Guangqi, you think you and him are poor in learning, people take one step and see three steps, and do things more steadily, now everyone can support a family, and they are still half a year younger than you, and then look at the fact that you are unwilling to let you follow me to learn to play a movie, what else can you do. ”

At this time, Lao Xu also walked out of the house, looked at his son's face was not a face, and his nose was not a nose and said.

"Hmph"

Hearing his Lao Tzu's words, Xu Damao pursed his lips unconvinced, wanting to refute but didn't know how to speak.

"Uncle Xu, don't talk about Da Mao like that, Da Mao is still very smart, if he learns movies from you, he will definitely be able to get started in a few days. Uncle, you're busy, I'll take things off for my mother. ”

When Liu Guangqi heard this, didn't he pull hatred for himself, and hurriedly said a good word to Xu Damao. After speaking, Liu Guangqi nodded at Lao Xu, and with the help of Wu Yuan, he moved the food in the car to the old house.

"Look at the light of the people, when can you help the family buy some food."

Lao Xu looked at Liu Guangqi's back and said with envy.

"You like him so much, you want him to be your son."

Xu Damao looked at his Lao Tzu's appearance, pursed his mouth, and tilted his head back to his home.

After putting down the things for Liu's mother, Liu Guangqi pushed the cart back to the East Cross Courtyard, took out two bags of food from the space and threw them in the kitchen, Liu Guangqi took Master Huang's painting and walked towards the study in front of him, there is a large book in the study here, which is very convenient for reading calligraphy and painting.

"You're back, it's hot or not, you wait for me to go to the tank and get you a watermelon."

Qin Huairu, who was blowing a fan in the main room, hurriedly asked after seeing Liu Guangqi.

"If you want to cut, cut it"

Liu Guangqi nodded, he likes to eat watermelon, but he doesn't like to eat watermelon in this era, because the watermelon of this era is not as thin and stuffed as the watermelon in the future, the watermelon of this era is just an inch thick, and the melon pulp is very thick white tendons, only a very small part of it is delicious red flesh, and the sweetness is not very high, the highest can only reach an octave, basically any fruit is sweeter than it, but there is one thing it is cheaper than other fruits, cheap and thirst-quenching.

If Liu Guangqi wants to eat watermelon similar to later generations, it will take at least ten years to climb, and Ms. Wu Mingzhu, the mother of watermelon, has just graduated from Chongqing Agricultural College this year, and she graduated with the famous father of hybrid rice, Mr. Yuan.

"The watermelon is cut, you can eat it"

Soon Qin Huairu cut the watermelon well, and picked out the delicious red gourd for Liu Guangqi and put it on a plate, while she and Qin Huiru were eating white melon skin, a proper good wife and mother.

"You two can eat it too, I'll just taste it, and I'll go to the market and buy a cantaloupe, it's better than this."

After Liu Guangqi ate two pieces, he pushed the plate to the sisters. Then I went back to the book and opened the package, and took out the scrolled works inside. Even the large and small ones have a total of eleven paintings, and there is no watch, and it is estimated that it will cost another money to install the watch, and Liu Guangqi's money may only be enough for the pre-painting and freight.

Liu Guangqi first picked a small one and put it on the book eucalyptus, after unfolding, a thick and colorful landscape came into Liu Guangqi's eyes, Master Huang's paintings in this era can not be sold is willing, people in this era like Qi Baishi's kind of superb ink, freehand painting style, do not like this kind of messy ink accumulation feeling.

This painting in front of me, the painting does not apply stone green and blue, but dyes ochre between the cliffs and stones, a unique school of skill painting, not to engage in fiction, but also has no meaning of opening teeth and claws in it, appreciating it is like eating a piece of delicious pork belly, the longer you chew it, the more it has an endless aftertaste.

"Brother-in-law, where did you buy this painting, it's dark."

Qin Huiru walked up to Liu Guangqi with a plate, poked her head and glanced at the book, shook her head and said.

"What do you know, this is called art, this painting is orderly in chaos, complex and simple, the combination of virtual and real is just right, although it is heavy ink but does not lose its agility. Let you read more books on a regular basis, you have to feed the pigs. Hurry up and go aside. Don't get the soup or juice on me. ”

Seeing Qin Huiru's unlearned appearance, Liu Guangqi finally felt the benefits of Bai Mei, a young woman in literature and art, at least at this time, she could talk freely about art with herself, instead of opening her mouth, "Brother-in-law's painting is really ugly,"

"When have I fed pigs, how can we have pigs in our house?"

Qin Huiru said unconvinced.

"What your brother-in-law means is that you are uneducated and can't understand the meaning of this painting. Come and sit down. ”

From this point of view, Qin Huairu is stronger than Qin Huiru, she knows that she is uneducated, and she can't compare to Bai Mei in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she usually doesn't go here at all. The self-deprecation of the province is not interesting.

Liu Guangqi took a look at ten small paintings, six of which were landscape paintings that Master Huang was good at, three were flower and bird paintings, and one was actually a self-portrait of Master Huang.

Each painting bears the inscription poem and seal of Master Huang. and noted that it was given to Liu Guangqi, and it can be seen that Master Huang is still very happy that he can have Liu Guangqi as a fan, whether it is from the other party's letter to him, or the joy in the painting is almost on the paper.

Seeing that Master Huang attached so much importance to himself, Liu Guangqi suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, because in addition to liking Master Huang's paintings, he invited Master Huang more from the perspective of investment, after all, a painting of Master Huang could easily sell for tens of millions in the future. And he will have at least four children, and these four children also have four mothers, Liu Guangqi must save more money for his children and grandchildren, so that he can be regarded as a qualified father.

"Come here, help me."

After putting away a few small ones, it's time to take a look at the big painting of one zhang and three feet, for this painting Liu Guangqi has been looking forward to it for a long time, such a big master Huang's work, how can it not be auctioned at auction in the future.

"I'm not going to go over, I'll get you dirty again."

Qin Huiru turned white, Liu Guangqi glanced at yin and yang, and said in a strange way.

"Hurry up, what's angry, my brother-in-law will buy you popsicles in a while."

Hearing this, Qin Huiru pouted and walked over, and unfolded the one-size-three-foot painting with Qin Huairu.

After unfolding, a majestic landscape scene came into Liu Guangqi's eyes, not to mention, this painting is quite a bit of the meaning of the country so delicate, and the previous painting style is completely different.

"Earn big, make big. How can this 100 million be stopped, at least 300 million. ”

Looking at the painting in front of him, Liu Guangqi muttered blankly.