Chapter 175 Poor
After a while of ping-pong-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.
So he should do this work himself.
The two brothers stood under the eaves and smoked a cigarette, and Chu Heng told Liu Guangtian: "Go home and bring the ladder."
"Alas." Liu Guangtian left.
After a while, he ran back carrying 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, he couldn’t wait to put down the ladder and 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, she is a very honest person."
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"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. Got it "
"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. How special were these two people? They are a perfect match!
He felt a little sorry for this silly girl Qin Jingru.
The fate 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, glared and cursed: "You are such a bitch, everyone else How the hell can you laugh in such a miserable situation? What about you!”
“Brother, I’m not laughing at her, I’m laughing at Widow Qin’s family.”
Liu Guangtian was still grinning: “Good guy, there are three daughters in the family. Bachelor, there’s something wrong with this Feng Shui designation!”
"What nonsense are you talking about? Qin Jingru has her own mother's family, 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 they will easily leak when it rains. Come in.
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, took out a box of Warrior cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over: "I don't like smoking these cigarettes, you can take them and smoke them." Go."
"Thank you, brother." Liu Guangtian knew his temper, so he took it over without any fuss.
"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, and chatted with the factory director for a while, then rode his bike to 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 all the way, he soon stood in front of the two familiar doors again. Since this guy entered the antique store, the old man’s door was almost flattened by him. !
“Dong dong dong!”
“Who is it!” The old man’s daughter Na Dongzhen opened the door. When she saw the handsome guy coming, she was happy at first, and then It quickly dimmed again.
This is someone else's most handsome person...
"Dongzhen is here too, isn't he at home?" Chu Heng said hello familiarly and sauntered into the yard.
"My dad has been 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 suddenly pouted, Complained to him naggingly.
The girl has always been disapproving of me playing with antiques. If the family had enough money, they would exchange them for 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.
Hearing someone entering the room, he looked up and saw that this guy was coming, so 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 collection of works on the shelf in the second row."
"Are you sure?" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and walked to the bookshelf.
At the level of an old man, he rarely looks 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 whose it belongs to." 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.
The old man was not sure about this painting, so he, a primary school student, was given it for free, so he would not 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, a double mushroom-shaped column standing at the end of the stream, an egg base with three rhombus-shaped vertebral pointed feet, and one foot corresponding to a semi-circular animal-headed beast. There is also an inscription on it, "Che Fu" already.
"From Shang and Zhou?" Chu Heng asked the old man in surprise.
"Yeah." The old man glanced and nodded lightly.
"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 ahead and play with your eggs!" 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.
(End of this chapter)