Chapter 129
It is rumored that a scoop of drink is only open to guests who are not rich or expensive, and Xia Yang dared to invite a few colleagues to visit the famous store of the gold-swallowing beast in order to celebrate his naked resignation. When a few people were sneaking around at the door, I was just seen by Xu Qing, who came back from meeting customers.
Xia Yang saw her jumping down from the big G with the car keys, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Boss, you are also there." β
Xu Qing glanced at a few people behind him, and looked confused: "Didn't you come to me?" β
"Ah, yes, just to try your luck."
Xu Qing saw that his eyes were dodging, guessed their intentions, and beckoned: "Then let's come in and have a look." β
"Can you really visit?"
"You have to think clearly, the Gold Swallowing Beast may eat people, do you dare to come in?"
"Huh? Boss, you're not kidding me, are you? β
"Or else?"
Xu Qing smiled, Xia Yang immediately breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "Boss, don't tease me, we're just idle, wandering around, I just haven't seen you for a long time, so I'll ......"
"Come and see me, right?"
"How can you!"
Xu Qing beckoned them to enter the door, and it was Liang Mei who walked behind Xia Yang, who also whispered to her boss, Xu Qing nodded, and Jiang Yi was behind.
Jiang Yi stopped as he passed by her and said, "I've been transferred back to the design team." β
Xu Qing was stunned.
"It's not Liao Yifan's group."
"Congratulations on getting out of the sea of suffering."
Jiang Yi glared at her, twisted his ass and walked in.
It was Zhong Yuan who fell last, and Zhong Yuan did not enter the door. The matter of the Hall of Fame was vigorous, and the residual heat of suicide had not completely dissipated, and he felt that his identity was embarrassing, and he was afraid that it would be inconvenient, so he was about to turn around after thinking about it.
Xu Qing stopped him: "You didn't hear his answer that day, did you?" β
"Huh?"
"He's at home, and you don't want to hear him tell you the answer?"
Zhong Yuan heard what happened at the accountability meeting, and was indeed curious about Cheng Yubai's next plan, so he only hesitated for a moment and walked inside.
Xiao Qi was cleaning the tea room and letting them take care of themselves, Xu Qing boiled a pot of hot water, took the tea to the table in the flower hall, and turned his head The three children were staring at each other in front of the Bogu frame, and Xu Qing stepped forward.
"Want to buy a plate?"
Xia Yang actively explained: "It's not me, it's Princess Jiang, she has money and can afford to spend, boss, don't be polite to her." β
Jiang Yi said angrily: "Don't want to kill me, I'm not easy to fool." β
Liang Mei asked, "Why are these plates not priced?" β
"It's just that you can't watch people put on dishes, do you?"
Xu Qing smiled: "Then which one do you like?" β
Jiang Yi pointed casually.
Xu Qing said: "If you are using it as a dinner plate, I suggest you choose underglaze color." β
The glaze color pigment of the traditional process is rich in lead arsenic, poisonous, and the glaze rich in lead elements, and the lead glaze fired low-temperature pottery is also toxic, and edible utensils need to be cautious, so if you want to buy tableware with internal decoration, choose underglaze color; If there is only a pattern on the outside, the overglaze color and underglaze color can be used.
Secondly, there are a few tips when choosing tableware, you can tap to listen to the sound, the sound is crisp, and there is no dark injury. Then look at the glaze from the side, it should be even, and the glaze should not be missing. If it is an appliquΓ© vessel, it is necessary to check whether the pattern is missing and overlapping. It is also necessary to look at the deformation, observe the utensils from horizontal and vertical angles, and be symmetrical from the left and right, horizontal and vertical. Plates and bowls can be buckled on the horizontal plane, if they can't be shaken, it means that the edge of the mouth is not deformed.
This row of shelves is full of dinner plates, Xu Qing introduced them one by one. Jiang Yi saw that she was doing business very seriously, and Nunu said: "You really didn't mean it?" I take a scoop of drinking plate back and use it as a dinner plate, am I crazy? So expensive......"
Xu Qing looked suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a decoration." β
"Or else?"
"Then you can choose, you can choose any style, pick the one you like, and I'll give it to you."
"Why don't you send dinner plates, but decorations?" Jiang Yi's eyes widened, "Eh, no, you said you would send it, can you call the shots?" β
Xiao Qi happened to walk over from behind, smiled when he heard this, and respectfully called Xu Qing the boss lady. Xia Yang and Liang Mei were both overjoyed, and hurriedly asked her when it was.
Xu Qing was blushing by a few of their children, and one of them stuffed a gadget to gag their mouths, and said that if she wanted to collect it, she was willing to give it because they had a good eye.
Jiang Yi pouted, unwilling to be bought, and had to pay for her own life, Xu Qing accompanied her to choose, and finally chose a blue and white narrow-mouthed fair cup, the cheapest in the store.
Xia Yang couldn't stop laughing at her stupid appearance of slapping her swollen face and being fat, Jiang Yi blushed and slapped him violently.
A few people sat down to drink tea in the flower hall, talking about the company's affairs, it was inevitable to mention Liao Yifan, the original criticism made a comeback, and the original creators jointly sent him a lawyer's letter.
Jiang Yi carefully observed Xu Qing's face and found that she was indifferent, gritted her teeth, and suddenly felt bored. When she left, she quietly apologized to Xu Qing and said sorry, but Xu Qing didn't say anything, just smiled at her.
After several people left, Xu Zhiliu came to her side. Just now I saw her introduce the dinner plate to a few children, and when she mentioned the glaze color, underglaze color, high-temperature porcelain and glaze ingredients, her voice was natural, her technique was skillful, and she had a sense of relief that my family had a girl who had just grown up, and I thought it was funny, obviously she was older than him.
"What is a person smirking at?"
"Do you have time to go out for a walk with me?"
Xu Qing looked at the sky, it turned cloudy in the afternoon, and dark clouds hung on the horizon, not knowing whether it would rain or not.
"Now?"
"Do you have a problem?"
"It's fine." Xu Qing bent down to clean up the mess on the table, and his movements paused slightly, "Why don't you wait for the sky to clear?" β
Xu Zhiliu smiled faintly.
She didn't look at him, but thought about it, "Wait until I go in and get an umbrella." β
"Okay."
Cheng Yubai was still talking to Zhong Yuan, Xu Qing didn't say hello to him, hurriedly ran into the workshop, passed the workbench when he came out of the room, and glanced at the spring and summer bowl in the corner.
She paused for a moment, and was about to pass when she saw a figure appear in front of the door.
"Waiting?" She withdrew her gaze, "Where do you want to go?" β
"Old Street."
Liang Peiqiu looked at her wrongly and turned around with her. The two of them left a scoop of drinks and walked along the old street to Gudutou, along the way you can see the old stage, teahouse, pier and long chimney.
They have walked this road many times, and every time he is in a bad mood or homesick, he will come here, and every brick and land under his feet seems to help him reminisce about the past and miss his old friends.
The history of the bombardment has passed, and some of the traces of bullet casings can be seen on the ruins, so the old things that have been preserved have more stories. It's hard to describe, especially when the young man walks in a long robe, as if he has returned to that old dynasty.
Xu Qing remembered the night when Xiaopang was sick, it was also a rainy night, he ran on the edge of the Changjiang River, constantly looking for traces of the past, the plays he and Xiao Liang had listened to, the tea they had drunk, the food they had eaten, the ferries they had walked through, and the moonlight they had looked back at...... He kept running, his voice hoarse, and shouted Mother, Anan, why can't he go back?
It was a rainy night.
Scenes of mottled old shadows passed in front of him, Xu Qing stroked his chest, followed him forward, and then stopped in front of a remnant monument. The remnants of the monument are still the same as they were at the beginning, only a corner is exposed, and they are buried by muddy water, and no one cares about them.
Xu Qing looked at the above records, Liang Peiqiu, the word Qingya, the floating Liang Yaoli people's family, can be good at poetry and books, and has been engaged in ceramic craftsmanship all his life, all the utensils are good, and he is known as the "living fire god". Deeply appreciated by Emperor Qianlong, he was exceptionally promoted to the deputy of Jiujiang kiln affairs, cooperating with the chief supervisor of kiln affairs...... The achievements of a lifetime are incomparable.
If Xu Zhiliu doesn't die, will this remnant of the monument change hands?
Xu Qing thought of this, and looked up at the sky again, the dark clouds were closer, and the rumbling thunder could be vaguely heard. She withdrew her gaze and looked at the teenager beside her.
The young man's black hair is no longer there, and his head is silver snow, like winter. She was in a panic, and suddenly said, "I seem to have forgotten to thank you." β
"Thanks for what?"
The boy turned his face, and she struck the smile between his eyebrows.
"Thank you, thank you for telling me the rest of the story, I know you're helping us."
"Between you and me, why say thank you." The young man withdrew his gaze, crouched down, took out a handful of soil from under the stele, and asked her, "Can I take it with me?" β
"Where are you taking it?"
"I don't know, I just want to be with him."
Xu Qing asked him to wait, looked around, and ran towards a place. After a while, she came back with a bottle of mineral water, drank half of it, poured the rest out, and then helped Xu Zhiliu fill the soil into the bottle.
Xu Zhiliu couldn't help but smile when she saw her pursing her mouth with a serious expression: "I won't cause you to be arrested, right?" β
"You think I'm worried about this?"
"And what are you worried about?"
Xu Qing shook his head: "I'm not worried. β
Xu Zhiliu glanced at her frowning brows, didn't ask, packed the soil, looked at the remnants of the monument again, and said, "Let's go." β
"Where?"
"I'm hungry, can you take me to Feiyun Street for a snack?"
Xu Qing looked at the sky again: "Maybe it's going to rain today, and I don't know if those mobile meals will come out." β
"That's ......"
He had a regretful look on his face. Xu Qing turned his head, and his voice paused slightly: "No matter, go try your luck, if you don't come out, take you to buy a hamburger?" β
"Okay, I like burgers the most."
So the two drove to the area around Feiyun Street, which had been renovated and set up an open-air canopy, and the mobile meals were managed in a unified manner, and they were all out early.
They went around and bought a lot of snacks, and the two parted ways and walked side by side along the river, chatting while eating. Xu Qing thought for a long time, but still couldn't help asking, "Did you guess that the teaching experiment would be stopped?" β
Did you guess this outcome before you wanted to leave? Have you lost faith in contemporary reforms, or have you decided to go ahead because you are disappointed? Xu Qing didn't dare to say the rest.
Xu Zhiliu shook his head, ate the last fries unhurriedly, wiped his hands with a tissue, and called Xu Qing's name.
Xu Qing raised his head: "Huh?" β
"The teaching experiment was not as expected, and when I was sitting in the teaching department, I guessed that it might have to stop, in fact, even if I didn't help you, you would have thought of a solution."
Teaching experiments may stop, but they never stop.
"You know what? Originally, I thought that you would not be able to keep justice, Cheng Yubai would not be able to keep it, and Xiaoliang would not be able to keep it, but it turned out that only I failed to keep it. You say, "If there is an afterlife, can I keep righteousness?" β
The rain finally came this night.
Xu Qing sat in the study with her head propped up, her ears always paid attention to the movement downstairs, when the rain fell on the window, she immediately sat up, patted her face to dispel the sleepiness, and threw herself to the window to take a look.
She went back to her table to check the time, and it was almost early morning.
After coming back from Feiyun Street, she didn't go out again, reheated the uneaten snacks, took a soda and watched a movie in the living room with Xu Zhiliu, halfway through the phone call, she went to the balcony and hurriedly chatted a few words back to the living room, and Xu Zhiliu fell asleep not long after.
She watched the rest of the movie alone, checked the door lock again and again, and then quietly went upstairs.
She didn't plan to sleep this night, many times the premonition was a moment, and when Xu Zhiliu invited her to go out for a walk, she had that premonition. Later, in front of the remnant monument, he asked her what she was thanking for, and a flash of smile made her go back to a year ago, and the high-spirited young man was back.
But will he really be able to come back?
Xu Qing shook his head, drank the cold coffee, and went to the window to listen to the sound of rain. Listening to her heart tightened, the whole world was too silent, and there was no noise in silence.
She didn't have time to turn on the lights and staggered downstairs.
The sofa blankets are neatly stacked aside, the remote control is stored in the storage box, and the mess on the table is cleaned up and replaced with new garbage bags. Recipes are written on the fridge magnet in the kitchen, even a few cocktails are gone, and a sticky note is on the board reminding her to take care of her three meals a day, and wishing her a safe and joyful spring and summer.
Xu Qing shook around like a wandering spirit.
The house was empty, and there were no more teenagers.