Da Hei followed behind with a whin, Han Ye had long regarded Da Hei as a friend in his heart. Although Da Hei can't speak, he can understand it, and Han Ye often talks to Da Hei. One person and one dog, Han Ye lives in the house, and the haystack in the big black hospital has been like this for several years.

Han Ye came to the house, began to clean up the pheasants, and was busy making a fire to cook, and Da Hei also circled around Han Ye. At this time, it was already dark, and there was no moonlight today. There is only one kerosene lamp in the house, which is not very bright, but there is no problem with the lighting for eating.

Han Ye took out all the food and put it on the kang table. First picked two big pieces for Da Hei, mixed with small rice, and let Da Hei eat it first. "Da Hei, you eat the same as me, and when you have money in the future, I will give you meat to eat every day. ”

"Dahei, I'm going to the city in a while, and I'll pick you up when I'm settled down in the city. ”

"Wang, Wang" Da Hei shouted a few times and rubbed Han Ye, as if agreeing with Han Ye's words. He picked up the piece of meat and hid under the table and ate it.

Han Ye took out the remaining half bottle of wine and poured it all into the bowl. My heart is half happy and half sad.

In the future, I have to think about which industry to do, and then I have to compare and see which city is better, and where I will settle down. None of this can be solved now, and you can only decide when you get to the city and get in touch with yourself.

I still have to figure out how to exchange gold bars for money, and it's hard to go to the city without money. I don't understand the situation in the city yet, so I have to take it step by step.

I now have more than 300 yuan in my hand that I sold mountain goods a few years ago, and it is estimated that it is not enough in the city, right?

Han Ye thought of the third aunt again, and he also caused them a lot of trouble, but the third aunt took care of herself for more than ten years and did not say a word of complaint.

By the way, I got two rabbits and sent them to the third aunt's house tomorrow. When passing by the village commissary, I went to buy a bottle of wine, I was reluctant to drink it before, and this bottle was given by the third uncle. I got so many things today, how can I celebrate, my good days are finally coming.

For a meal, Han Ye ate for more than an hour, eating while thinking, and before he knew it, it was already very late. I looked at the bowl, and there was still a lot of meat left, so I gave it all to Da Hei.

Han Ye didn't wash the dishes after eating, and directly pushed the kang table to the side of the kang. He often does this, sometimes because he is too tired from herding sheep, and it is too late today. When I cooked the rice the next day, I brushed it again, and it was all dry. Han Ye lives alone, his habits are still very casual, and no one cares about him.

Now Han Ye leaned on the kang, took out his cigarette and smoked it. Slowly puffing out smoke rings, thinking about everything today, I couldn't sleep for a while.

Thinking that the old monk will soon leave him, thinking about what his parents looked like when they were alive, and thinking about his suffering for so many years, I feel very sad.

It is also a comfort to get the relics of these parents and to protect their future lives. Thinking of this, Han Ye wanted to open the box to see these things, but he felt that the light was too dim, so it would be better to see it tomorrow.

"Dahei, you need to be more energetic today, the contents of the box are very important, do you understand?"

Da Hei stood up, walked to the box, looked up and sniffed, and snorted twice, looking at Han Ye.

"Dahei, do you understand me, if you can really understand me, just snort twice. ”

Sure enough, Da Hei said twice, indicating that he understood his master's words.

Han Ye laughed when he saw it: "Da Hei, you really understand." Looks like you're a good man, hahaha. ”

Han Ye smiled and touched Da Hei: "You go to sleep, if someone sneaks in, you can pounce on him and bite him." Da Hei barked twice more before wagging his tail and went to the courtyard.

Han Ye lay directly on the kang and made a fuss for a day, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep. I slept until the next morning. I opened my eyes and glanced at the wall clock, it was almost eight o'clock.

There was no sleepiness, but Han Ye didn't want to get up, and he was still nestled in the bed. Looking at the big box on the table, he was curious, what kind of painting was inside? Ganoderma lucidum, what is snow ginseng? Han Ye's heart was full of doubts.

Thinking of this, Han Ye couldn't lie down anymore and got up. I warmed up breakfast first, went to wash up, ate a bowl in a hurry, and couldn't wait to open the box.

Looking at the box full of good things, all of which would belong to him in the future, Han Ye was indescribably excited. Reaching out and taking out a long wooden box, he took out a scroll of paintings inside. The old monk said that these paintings cannot be opened, otherwise they are easy to get damp and will not be easy to preserve.

But in Han Ye's heart, he wanted to open a picture and take a look, isn't there a candle at home, it's a big deal to reseal it, and often open it in the future to see, and it won't return to the tide if you blow the wind, right?

Thinking of this, Han Ye carefully looked at the painting tube in his hand, and saw that it was written with a brush outside, Tang Yin, Yuequan Picture Scroll.

Han Ye knew that Tang Yin was a great painter of the Ming Dynasty, and he also knew that the Moon Spring Picture Scroll was a very famous painting, no wonder the old monk confessed that he must treasure the paintings, it seems that these paintings are indeed treasures.

Han Ye quickly removed the sealing wax oil and took out the picture scroll inside. There are many layers of kraft paper on the outside of the picture scroll, and the moisture-proof measures are well done. Looking at the scroll, it should look like it was made of sandalwood. He slowly opened the drawing. "Oh my God!" Han Ye exclaimed, stunned, his eyes staring at the picture motionlessly.

"What an ink landscape, it's too beautiful, or is it a long scroll?" Han Ye silently admired. "Oh, there's Wen Zhengming's inscription here, that's great. "The four masters of Wumen in the Ming Dynasty, the old monk said to Han Ye many times, this painting accounts for two, and it is really precious.

Han Ye couldn't stop inquiring, he wanted to know whose other paintings were. He opened the rest of the tube. Oh my God, there are two paintings by Qiu Ying and Huang Gongwang, Huang Gongwang is a great painter of the Yuan Dynasty, and the last one is still Tang Yin.

Looking at these priceless ancient paintings, Han Zhi's heart fluctuated, and many questions crossed his heart.

Han Ye knows his parents, and his parents have no preference for calligraphy and painting. The old monk said that his parents left it to him, but how could people who don't like calligraphy and painting have these treasures?

Could it be that the old monk lied to himself? Did he leave it to me, but why didn't he tell me directly, but in the name of his parents?

This time up the mountain, the old monk gave himself a strange feeling, he called me this time child, I have never used it before, the old monk has always called himself Ono. also said that our two are fated, this name is not right?