It's still that old community, when Gu Bei first came to Guo Baochang's house with Chen Kaige, the old man lived in this place, so many years have passed, Guo Baochang has no intention of moving the nest at all.

At the beginning, Gu Bei didn't give much the salary of "Mansion Gate", in addition to the normal director's fees, after buying the broadcast rights, Gu Bei gave a big red envelope.

Guo Baochang is not short of money, but he has no idea of improving his living conditions.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Guo Baochang's voice came from the house, and when he opened the door, Gu Bei saw Guo Baochang holding a spatula in one hand and an apron tied around his waist.

it!

Gu Bei was directly shocked!

Who is so capable?

Can you let the young master of the mansion cook?

"Who!?"

Liu Gege also walked over, with such a head of garlic in his hand, and he was wrapping it!

Seeing this, Gu Bei smiled: "Yo! It's better to come early than to come by chance, you two are planning to eat noodles today? ”

Guo Baochang also smiled and welcomed Gu Bei in: "I want to eat lo noodles at noon today, it's a coincidence, you have a good mouth!" ”

After entering the house, the furnishings have not changed much, but there are a few more things on the Bogu shelf.

"Wow!"

Gu Bei exclaimed, walked quickly to the shelf, reached out and took down a small incense burner on it, and looked at it carefully.

Seeing this, Guo Baochang's face turned pale: "How is it, does this thing have a look?" ”

"Yes, it's too much, a serious Xuande furnace, you can't be wrong."

Good stuff!

Although Gu Bei has also received a lot of good things over the years, but the Xuande furnace is rare, this thing used to be very common in the capital, but after experiencing war, and then there were several waves of movement, it was almost extinct.

Now it can be seen on the market, but most of them are imitations, or the production process is not good, which can't arouse Gu Bei's interest, but I didn't expect Guo Baochang to have such a good object at home.

"This is your family heirloom?"

"What do you think, there used to be a lot of these things at home, but now, there are few things that can be left, and even if they do, they can't reach my hands!"

Gu Bei was stunned when he heard this, and then understood what it meant.

After all, Guo Baochang is only the adopted son of the Lejia family, and he has the surname Guo, and he is not on the genealogy of the Lejia family, how can the good things of the family fall into the hands of an outsider.

In the past, his adoptive mother had a lot of good things in her hands, but with the break between the two mothers, and Guo Baochang's adoptive mother was old, she could only survive by selling her property, and the things that finally passed on to him were probably worthless things.

"Good thing, you have to put it away, this thing can be heirlooms!"

"Heirloom? To whom? ”

Hearing Guo Baochang say this, Gu Bei also realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Guo Baochang has experienced three marriages before and after, and except for the first wife who gave birth to a son, there are no other children.

But the only child was also taken abroad by his ex-wife after he was born, for so many years, Guo Baochang has not seen him a few times, and his son's feelings for his old father are also very weak, and the two usually have little communication.

However, how can there be a father in the world who doesn't love his children, it's just that Guo Baochang is not good at expressing himself, and he hasn't seen each other for so many years, so he doesn't know how to contact his son.

Gu Bei hurriedly diverted the topic: "Director Guo, if there is any work, I can help." ”

"Stop! Your craft, who doesn't know, let you into the kitchen, I can regurgitate for a month. ”

Moreover!

This old man is so shocking!

Guo Baochang and Liu Gege worked very neatly, and after a while, a table was set up, noodles were placed in a large basin with water, a large bowl of fried sauce, and various dishes.

is worthy of being a young master of the house, and what he eats is exquisite.

"Eat!"

Guo Baochang said, pouring himself wine, but as soon as he poured half a glass, the wine bottle was snatched by Liu Gege.

"Forgot again??"

What do you mean?

Gu Bei looked at it and wondered, he knew that Guo Baochang was good at wine, after all, a person who could kill a bottle of Moutai at the age of 14, and letting him leave the wine was worse than killing him.

"I'm a guest at home today, just a drink!"

Liu Gege ignored him, and directly carried the wine bottle and locked it in the cabinet.

"One or two a day, is there more! Besides, Mr. Gu doesn't drink anymore, so he doesn't need you to accompany him. ”

When Guo Baochang heard this, he smiled wryly and looked at Gu Bei: "See, why are you getting married, there are many people in charge, do you know what kind of life I am living now?" Liquor, only one or two a day, and only five cigarettes can be smoked. ”

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette case from his jacket pocket, and there were three cigarettes left in it, which was his amount for the day.

"Alas......"

Guo Baochang sighed, feeling that there was no taste in his mouth.

Gu Bei smiled when he saw this: "Don't be dissatisfied, Mr. Liu feels sorry for you, I'm afraid that something will happen to your body, and you won't be able to do it directly!" ”

"Know, know, not only know, but also be satisfied."

Guo Baochang said, raised his head and killed the one or two wines, smacked his mouth, and didn't even hook up the gluttony.

"Eat!"

A large bowl of noodles, fortunately, Liu Gege has no restrictions on eating Guo Baochang, otherwise, it would really be tasteless to live.

Guo Baochang loves to eat noodles, and he once told Gu Bei before that he was under the control of labor in the cadre school at the time, and he usually didn't eat well, and once he made noodles in the canteen, and he ate half a bucket alone.

When he mentioned this, Guo Baochang would laugh and joke to himself: Every time I eat noodles, I feel like I've had a birthday.

In fact, he didn't even know what he was born with.

Because he was bought, his adoptive mother took the day he was bought as his birthday.

Later, although he met his biological mother, his biological mother had long forgotten his birthday, so he said very bluntly: I hate her very much, I hate her very much.

"Director Guo, the matter of the script!"

Gu Bei got straight to the point, snorted and went down with a bowl of noodles.

Guo Baochang raised his eyes and looked at Gu Bei: "It's really tight enough, wait a while, and I'll talk about it after eating!" ”

Gu Bei didn't say anything more, and after eating, Guo Baochang took Gu Bei to the study.

"Hurry up and get me one!"

Belch?

"You're not ......"

"I was a day's ration, and I smoked one less one."

As he spoke, he took Gu Bei's cigarette and lit one, although it was not his favorite camel brand, but it was better than nothing, and now as long as it can smoke, he can take two sips.

"In the past, I was most annoyed by people coming to the house, but now I am looking forward to someone every day, preferably a smoker, and it is too uncomfortable."

With that, he opened the drawer of his desk and took out several stacks of manuscript paper.

"It's all here, it's actually ready for a long time, but I just don't know if I should hand it in or not."

Gu Bei was curious when he heard this, so he took the script and flipped it directly to the end.

Belch?

At the end of the story, it is still Bai Jingqi's will, but unlike the first part that left a last word to future generations, swearing not to die as a slave to the country, this will is the earnest teachings of an old man who is about to die to his children and grandchildren.

"I, Bai Jingqi, was born in the sixth year of Guangxu and am 86 years old this year. A roast duck can't be eaten, and half a jar of wine can be drunk. Although the turtle is long-lived, there is still a time, in order to show future generations, this will is made:

Jing Qi's life is worthy of his ancestors and his family. Since the Japanese invaded China, he has been persecuted repeatedly, imprisoned, and kept the secret recipe. He did his best to resist Japan, but the word integrity never wavered in the slightest.

On the day of recovery, he was framed again, and he died nine times for a lifetime, although he was unyielding. Looking back, the sword and sword, the bloodstains, fortunately liberated, ushered in the prosperous era.

Jing Qi didn't dare to slack off a little, raised the head of the joint venture, offered the secret recipe first, and went to the general office. Tea party of reason, participation in politics. The study class of the association is also moving in step with the trend, not to be left behind by colleagues.

Helpless, the descendants are not filial, in order to seize the property, the father and son fight, the husband and wife turn against each other, the brothers make enemies, the sisters kill each other, Jing Qi has no power to return to the sky, and he can't bear to see the descendants of the descendants to compete for property as a thing, and do not want to forge ahead.

From today onwards, all national treasures will be dedicated to the Palace Museum. From today onwards, all dividends will be given up in the hope that our children and grandchildren will be able to support themselves and serve the country. After I die, if my descendants think of the painstaking efforts of their ancestors, burn a piece of paper money and burn a pillar of incense. Just say that you have become self-reliant, you have become a talent, and Jing Qi is blind to death. ”

The two parts before and after, the end is ended with Bai Jingqi's will, but the content of the two wills is very different, the will of the first part is awe-inspiring, and the will of the second part is full of emotion.

The first part deduces the rise and fall of the Bai family, and the second part deduces the hearts of the people inside the mansion, which is Bai Jingqi's life and the truest portrayal of the century-old history of modern times.

Through this will, it can be seen that Bai Qiye is no longer the uncompromising man who stood up to the sky in the face of the coercion and temptation of the Japanese invaders, and saw all kinds of misfortunes in the family, and deeply realized that such a feudal family would be eliminated by history and society.

Therefore, he made a will, gave up all the dividends, donated his property to the state, and told his descendants not to forget to tell Nai Wong on the day of self-reliance.

At this time, Bai Qiye was just an old man full of bitterness, an elder who couldn't give up to future generations.

"That's where you're going to write?"

Gu Bei put down the script and looked at Guo Baochang.

Guo Baochang hesitated for a while, and finally nodded with difficulty: "I'm also afraid!" ”

Afraid of what?

Gu Bei could guess that if according to Guo Baochang's wishes, Li Tianyi, who was based on him in the play, should be the male protagonist of the third part of the mansion gate story.

But that period of history is something that no one wants to mention and tries to avoid.

Once it is written and filmed, when the time comes, the entire story of "Mansion Gate" will become taboo.

This is Guo Baochang's fear!!

"The Gate of the Mansion" is the work of half his life, and he can't ruin this work because of the pursuit of perfection.

"It's enough to write here, this is the end of the story of the Seventh Master, as for my ...... I don't have the ability, and I don't have the face to compare with my adoptive father, and my little story is useless except to win sympathy. ”

Gu Bei listened, and then nodded: "When are you going to turn it on?" ”

Guo Baochang was stunned: "Don't read the script anymore?" ”

Gu Bei smiled: "Yes, no!" ”