After a while of ping ping pong, the two brothers quickly finished the shed.
The only job left was to replace the tiles on the roof. Chu Heng didn't dare to let Liu Guangtian come. That boy was so frisky that it would be a disaster if he rolled down from the house.
So he should do this work himself.
The two brothers stood under the eaves and smoked a cigarette. Chu Heng then told Liu Guangtian: "Go home and bring the ladder."
"Alas." Liu Guangtian left.
After a while, he ran back with a long wooden ladder as fast as flying, with a very excited expression on his face, just like the expressions on the aunts' faces when they eat a shockingly big melon.
When he arrived in front of Chu Heng, before he even put down the ladder, he couldn't wait to share the money: "Brother, Qin Huairu's cousin Qin Jingru is divorced!"
"What!"
Chu Heng was stunned for a moment, and then he understood why Qin Jingru was crying so hard. At the same time, he was also deeply surprised: "Isn't it possible? I have met her partner, he is a very honest person."
"You don't know what's going on." Liu Guangtian put down the ladder with a bang, grinned, looked like he was gloating, and whispered mysteriously: "Listen to my mother, Qin Jingru can't have children, so let her husband's family drive her out. ”
"This..." Chu Heng's eyes widened in astonishment. When he was watching TV series in his previous life, he only knew that Xu Damao was infertile. He never imagined that Qin Jingru also had this problem. These two were really made for each other!
He felt a little sorry for this silly girl Qin Jingru.
Life is so bad!
Although he escaped the fiery pit of Xu Damao, he still did not escape the fate of having no children.
In this age of alternation between tradition and innovation, the fate of a woman who is infertile and is kicked out of her home can be imagined. She might become someone like Widow Tang, or one day she might lie on the bedside of a widower, or she might even become a scented soul in a mass grave somewhere!
Few people can live a good life anyway.
"Alas!" Chu Heng sighed softly, feeling sorry for this simple and silly girl. He then turned around and kicked Liu Guangtian, glaring and scolding: "Damn you, everyone is so miserable, you are so miserable." How can you still laugh? What kind of humanity do you have!"
"Brother, I'm not laughing at her, I'm laughing at Widow Qin's family."
Liu Guangtian was still grinning: "Hey guys, there are three female bachelors in the family. There is something wrong with the Feng Shui designation!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Qin Jingru has her own natal family, so why are there three people in the same family?" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and wiped his body on the ladder: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and help me quickly."
"Alas." Liu Guangtian quickly stepped forward to help hold up the ladder.
Replacing tiles is also a technical job. It doesn't just take out the broken tiles and replace them with new ones. You have to find a way to make the new tiles and the old tiles tightly connected in series, otherwise it will easily leak in when it rains.
Chu Heng was shoveling soil and caulking. It took him a while to replace a few tiles.
"It's finished."
After coming down from the roof, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was a bit slippery and he had to be careful with every step. In addition, he worked overtime too late last night and his legs were a bit weak, which made him feel a little bit more psychological pressure. .
Looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Chu Heng glanced at Liu Guangtian, who was cleaning up the mess next to him, and took out a box of Warrior cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over: "I don't like smoking these cigarettes, so take it and smoke it."
"Thank you, brother." Liu Guangtian knew his temperament, so he didn't engage in those futile things and accepted it openly.
"I'll leave the rest of the work to you. I'm going out for a while." Chu Heng told him again, closed the window and locked the door, then rode out of the courtyard with a hand saw.
He first went to the carton factory, returned the hand saw, chatted with the factory director for a while, and then rode towards his home in Qingyuan.
The old man got a batch of good things some time ago, but he never had the chance to take a look. He happened to be a little free today, and the old man happened to be off work, so he planned to go and experience it.
Riding swaying all the way, he soon stood in front of the two familiar doors again. Ever since this guy entered the antique shop, the door of the old man's house was almost flattened by him!
"Dong dong dong!"
"Who!"
The person who opened the door was Na Dongzhen, the old man's daughter. When she saw the handsome guy coming, her face was happy at first, but then quickly dimmed.
This is someone else's handsome comparison...
"Dongzhen is here too. Is that master at home?" Chu Heng greeted him familiarly and strolled into the yard.
"My dad has been staying in the study all day today. He didn't even come out for lunch. He doesn't know what's so good about those rags. You all like them so much." Na Dongzhen immediately pouted and complained to him. stand up.
The girl has always been disapproving of me playing with antiques. If the family had enough money, they would replace them with rags, which made it a luxury for her to even dress up.
"Hey, how can you know the joy of fish if you are not a fish?" Chu Heng grabbed a text and walked into the courtyard in a hurry.
After saying hello to the old lady and looking at the child as usual, he walked into the study in a familiar manner.
I have to mention here that this child has become a little thin recently, and I don’t know why.
At this time, the old man was lying on the desk looking at an ancient painting, with several gadgets scattered around him.
When he heard someone entering the room, he looked up and saw that this guy was coming. He lowered his head again and said a perfunctory greeting: "Here he comes."
"Oh." Chu Heng came forward with a smile and asked casually: "What good thing?"
"Huizong's Picture of the Golden Pheasant."
The old man pointed behind him without raising his head and said to him: "Bring me the ancient anthology on the shelf in the second row."
"Are you sure?" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and walked to the bookshelf.
When you reach the level of an old man, you rarely look up information when appreciating antiques. If this happens, there is something wrong with the thing.
"Yes, this portrait is like Huizong, but the inscription is a bit unclear to whom it belongs." The old man frowned.
Chu Heng quickly found the ancient collection of essays, handed it to the old man, and rolled it aside knowingly, and went to play with several other things on the table.
Even the old man couldn't be sure about this painting, so he, a primary school student, was given it for free, so he wouldn't be embarrassed.
The other items on the table are not ordinary objects. There are two pieces of ancient jade, a piece of lacquerware, a purple clay pot, and a bronze jue.
The first thing Chu Heng picked up was naturally the bronze jue.
The long stream is narrow, with a pointed tail, and a double mushroom-shaped column stands at the end of the stream. The base of the egg has three rhombus-shaped vertebral pointed feet, and one foot corresponds to a semicircular animal head. There is an inscription on it, "Che Fu Ji".
"From Shang and Zhou?" Chu Heng asked the old man in surprise.
"Yeah." The old man glanced and nodded slightly.
"Master, can you..." He was moved.
"No! Didn't you say you won't buy it? Why are you still thinking about it?" The old man rolled his eyes at him.
"Hey, what's the relationship between master and apprentice? Can you trick me?" Chu Heng licked his big face and said: "Let's discuss it and let me get it even."
In fact, it's all nonsense. The most important thing is that the Bronze Lord opened the door, otherwise he wouldn't care about it.
"Go play with it!" But the old man didn't agree with him. The objects on the table were all obtained by him through hard work, so there was no way he could get them cheaply.
