Chapter 732 Standing Statue
Meng Wansong felt very comfortable with the stars holding the moon and the fragrance surrounding it.
He calmly waved his hand to stop the noise in the audience, and then he was about to speak. Suddenly, he heard an "ah" sound, and everyone looked out the window, but the red silk covering the statue suddenly slipped.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the gilded bronze statue, seeming to give the statue a mysterious brilliance.
The bronze statue is of equal proportions and the carving technique is extremely skillful. The whole bronze statue has both spirit and form. You can tell at a glance that it is the work of a master.
"Hey!"
More than one person made a surprised sound.
Meng Wansong also felt a little bit in his heart. He always felt that this portrait seemed a bit strange.
“Why does this Marquis of Canghai look so similar to my uncle?”
“Is it possible that my uncle is Marquis of Canghai?”
"Haha, what are you talking about? Have you ever seen Mr. Hou riding in this class of carriage? Not to mention special trains, there must be special trains."
"Xiaoying is just kidding, but you take it seriously. But, Cang Haihou and my uncle really look alike, could they be relatives? Ah Ruan, what is my uncle’s name?”
“Xu, Xu Shu!”
A Ruan whispered.
“What!”
Meng Wansong shouted in shock, dumbfounded, and everyone was startled.
A student from Linli Lien High School in the carriage corridor said in a loud voice, "The name of Marquis Canghai is also Xu Shu."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ah Ruan, although Everyone was in disbelief, but my uncle looked like Marquis Canghai and had the same name as Marquis Canghai.
If it were all a coincidence, it would be too many coincidences.
A Ruan lowered his head and said, "My uncle's name is Xu Shu. I don't know much. I only know that he seems to have been the top scorer in the college entrance examination."
In an instant, the entire carriage was silent.
More than ten breaths later, I suddenly heard someone whisper, "The top scorer in the college entrance examination, a native of Chunshen, looks exactly the same and has the same name. He is really the Marquis of Canghai!"
"Ah, ah... …I actually played cards with Marquis Canghai. Will anyone believe me when I tell you?”
“Oh my God, it’s Marquis Canghai. This is so approachable.”
< br>“I hate it so much, I hate it so much, why didn’t the cloth fall off earlier, so that Marquis Canghai could sign it and it could become a family heirloom.”
"Signature? By the way, Ah Ruan, can you let us see your phone number?"
After swiping it, everyone looked at Ah Ruan again.
A Ruan took out the piece of paper, and everyone couldn't help but have golden eyes, wishing they could snatch it away.
“Ahem, cough, cough…”
Meng Wansong coughed twice, “Master Hou’s personal contact information must not be leaked. All students, please return to your seats and don’t disturb Student Ruan. .”
At this moment, Meng Wansong was in the most complicated mood.
He really got up early and rushed to the late market.
He hurriedly and slowly transferred back to the vicinity of Chunshen, preparing to attend the inauguration ceremony of the bronze statue of Marquis Canghai. Unexpectedly, Marquis Canghai did not recognize him in front of him.
What was even more speechless was that he actually ordered Canghaihou to apologize to a student, and Canghaihou did so.
He simply couldn't imagine what would happen to him if this matter reached his father's ears.
"Is there a mistake? Didn't Judge Meng meet Marquis Canghai when he sent the invitation?"
As soon as these words were spoken, no one responded.
The person who spoke was stared at by many of his companions.
The person who spoke also woke up and quickly retreated into the crowd.
Judge Meng's handsome face turned slightly red, he stiffened his neck, walked out of the carriage, and headed into the distance.
As soon as he left, Ah Ruan was immediately surrounded by a group of classmates. Every word you said, a word from me, and the sudden enthusiasm made Ah Ruan's little head feel dizzy.
…………
When the red cloth slipped, Xu Shu also saw it.
He knew that Chun Shen wanted to build a statue for him, but he neither expressed his position nor stopped it. He knew very well that there needed to be a signboard in the place, and he knew even more clearly that every statue erected would be broken sooner or later.
He simply ignored it.
But at this moment, the statue appeared completely in front of him, and he was still a little surprised. The sculpture looked too similar.
After leaving Chunshen Station, he took a rickshaw and went straight to Changxing West Road.
He had no intention of returning to Chun Shen, but his chance encounter with Ah Ruan aroused his homesickness.
When the car stopped at Maoer Hui, he paid to get off.
The deep alley, the familiar moss, black tiles, and even the potholes on the walls seem to have remained unchanged over the years.
As you walk out of the alley, you can see the red-painted iron gate from a distance.
I never thought there was anything strange about my iron door.
However, now that it comes into view again, it is like falling into a dream at a glance, bringing back countless old memories from midnight dreams.
Going around two rows of green willow trees, the view became wider. Only then did Xu Shu discover that a guard post had been set up on the west side of the gate, and a Guards soldier was on guard at the guard post.
Xu Shu sighed endlessly. He also planned to sneak home quietly and take a look. If he could stay for one night, that would be great.
Obviously, the local protection of the former residence of Canghaihou made his wish come true.
He looked around ten meters away from the door, and finally left. Suddenly, a burst of rapid yelling attracted Xu Shu's attention.
"Um, I can't even cook a bowl of noodles, grandma, I have to beat you all today."
Xu Shu followed the sound and walked to a dilapidated newsstand. The window was close, and inside the messy newsstand, a fat man was buried in the smoke, stirring at a coal stove, and the smoke brought out the aroma of noodles and garlic.
"Second brother is so good at his craftsmanship. The technique of mixing noodles is still as authentic as ever. How about giving me a bowl?"
Xu Shu said with a smile.
The busy fat man in the newsstand is none other than Wu Laoer. The ancestral newsstand is not far from the door of Xu Shu's house, and he is Xu Shu's old neighbor.
"Gungungun, there's no one else who comes here to eat for free..."
Wu Laoer came out of the smoke with a big bowl in his hand. A bowl of mixed noodles, with a few red peppers, green garlic, and chives, looks great.
He was picking up chopsticks to stir the noodles when he finally saw Xu Shu's appearance clearly. In an instant, he was stunned on the spot as if he had been cast on a body-fixing technique.
“Second brother, I don’t know you, my face is almost lumpy.”
Xu Shu said with a smile.
"Old... Mr. Hou!"
Wu Laoer shouted in shock.
Xu Shu waved his hand, "Why, Lord Marquis, you still call me "Lao Er", it sounds pleasant to your ears."
"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare you...you, what are you..."
< br>Wu Laoer’s head was a little down.
In fact, Wu Laoer has been in a state of semi-chaos mentally ever since he found out that the newly named Marquis of Canghai was the second son of the Xu family whom he had grown up watching and called for more than ten years.
On the one hand, he felt incredible.
On the other hand, he was also honored when Xu Shu was granted the title of Marquis.
During these days, he often boasted to outsiders about how close he and Marquis Canghai were, and he was even interviewed by major newspapers in the city several times.
Because in his description, Cang Haihou was just an ordinary boy who was always lame, the city's propaganda department was very dissatisfied and sent someone to teach him a lesson, which made him nervous now. Dare to speak freely.
At this moment, with Xu Shu in front of him, Wu Laoer felt like he was in a dream.
"Second brother, do you want to play cards? It just so happens that I haven't settled down yet tonight, so I will take you to this pavilion to rest for the night, and how about helping you look after the store?"
Xu Shu said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, okay..."
Wu Laoer walked away in despair holding the noodle bowl.
"Where are the noodles? I haven't eaten them yet?"
Xu Shu's shout came, and Wu Laoer, who looked dull, hugged the noodle bowl and ran wildly .