Fool Qi

Chapter 4 Porcelain
Du Bo was worried that Ah Qi would catch a cold, so after putting away his shoulder bag, he took a sheet from the room and covered Ah Qi.

Looking around, Du Bo felt a little cold.

The house is only sixty or seventy square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room.

Because I am getting old, I haven't cleaned it properly for two or three years.

Both son and daughter's room had cobwebs.

My wife passed away a few years ago, and no one cleaned the stool, the chair, and the TV. They were all dusty, layer by layer.

It's all old stuff.

Du Bo looked at these things quietly, his eyes dimmed a lot.

"Ah..." Ah Qi suddenly cried while holding her head.

Du Bo came back to his senses, and touched Ah Qi's forehead with his hand.

Fortunately, it's not so hot anymore.

"It's okay, your fever is going to go away." Du Bo comforted.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Ah Qi shook her head back and forth like a child.

Seeing his strange expression, Du Bo guessed that he must be a criminal, worried that he would do something out of line, so he quickly broke off his hand and pressed it flat with his hand.

Ah Qi trembled for a while, his voice became weaker, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Du Bo let go and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a short break, it's getting late, and it's time to cook.

For so many years, I also cook by myself.Now that there is one more person, Du Bo made a stir-fry, and he didn't forget to cook the soup.

Ah Qi was still fast asleep.

"It's better not to wake him up." Du Bo thought to himself, and went back to his room.

It was already dark outside the window, and night was coming.

The light was dim and yellow, and Du Bo sat on the edge of the bed, dazed.

After a while, I remembered that there was something I hadn't done.

He walked to the old wardrobe, took out the key from his trouser pocket, and opened the lock.

In the low wardrobe, the clothes are neatly placed, and there is a wooden yellow box in the right corner.

The box was half an arm's height, and the edges and corners had been worn down, but it was spotless.

Du Bo carefully took out the box, and slowly put it on the bed. Feeling uneasy, he pushed it in again, and then sat down beside him.

There is a pull lock hanging on the box, which also shines when touched.

He unlocked it with the key, removed the cover, and cautiously removed the contents.

It turned out to be a piece of porcelain, with a big peony painted on it, and some ancient rhyme characters, and a red seal on the lower left side.But the characters should be ancient, and Du Bo couldn't recognize any of them.

It was left by his father.

Legend has it that it is an antique and very valuable.

Whenever the night is quiet, he always likes to take it out to have a look, and find some soft dry towels to wipe.

One day my son will come back, I have worked hard all my life, and I have nothing to leave for my son.This thing should be worth a lot of money, save a son for urgent use.If the son can't come back, leave it to the daughter.However, the daughter has not seen for a long time.

I don't know if I can make it to that day.

Du Bo put the porcelain on his lap, exhaled, and wiped it lightly with his hands.

"Ah! Ah!..."

Suddenly Ah Qi's cry sounded outside.

Apparently awake.

Du Bo quickly put the porcelain back into the box, and after confirming that there was no problem, he locked it, put it back in its original place, and locked the cabinet.

When he left the room, he saw Ah Qi hugging his head and crying loudly, and the blanket had slipped to one side.

"what……"

Du Bo saw him talking nonsense for a long time, but still couldn't hear anything.

"Could it be another high fever?" Du Bo thought, put his hand on Ah Qi's forehead, and then touched his own forehead.

The temperature difference is not big, and it doesn't feel hot.

Fortunately.

Du Bo sat down on the sofa with confidence.

Ah Qi sat at the other end of the sofa, and when she saw someone coming, she put her hands down.He stared at Du Bo motionlessly.

"Are you awake?" Du Bo asked.

Ah Qi looked at Du Bo blankly, but didn't speak.

"This is my home. I saw you fainted, so I brought you back to my home. Are you hungry?" Seeing that he was silent, Du Bo worried that he might misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained.

Ah Qi still didn't speak, but the saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Du Bo came to his senses, the man in front of him was still not in good spirits.He took a paper towel from the table and handed it over. Thinking about it wrong, he wiped Ah Qi clean.

I thought that Ah Qi would resist, but unexpectedly, Ah Qi was as quiet as a piece of wood, with both eyes fixedly looking forward, expressionless.

Du Bo put the paper towels in the trash can, went into the kitchen, and brought out the dishes.

As soon as Ah Qi saw it, without waiting for Dubo to put the dishes away, he crawled on the dining table like a hungry dog, grabbing the dishes with both hands.Du Bo couldn't hold back even if he wanted to.

Like wind and clouds, the plate was soon empty.Ah Qi held the plate upright in both hands, staring straight at Du Bo,

Obviously still want it.

Du Bo looked at his oil-stained face and hands, smiled helplessly, turned around and went back to the kitchen, and brought out the remaining dish.

This time, Ah Qi snatched the plate before he put it down.

In the blink of an eye, the dish bottomed out again.

Ah Qi rubbed her stomach and burped in satisfaction.Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the plate in his hand fell straight to the ground and shattered.

Du Bo looked at the fragments on the ground and felt a little distressed, but it was hard to blame him, with a helpless expression on his face.

Ah Qi clapped her hands and smirked at him.

"Stop laughing, go to bed quickly." Du Bo said to Ah Qi.

Ah Qi yawned, seemed to understand Du Bo's words, stretched herself, and lay down on the sofa.

Greasy hands wiped two long marks on the sofa.

Du Bo hurried over, pulled the blanket aside and put it away, went to the table to get a tissue, and carefully wiped off the stains on Ah Qi's hands.

Ah Qi didn't speak, but obediently stretched out her hand.

Du Bo rubbed it, and suddenly froze for a while.

More than 20 years ago, when his son got tired of playing outside and came home, his whole body was dirty, he also helped him wipe his body in the same way.Time is a terrible thing, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye.Maybe the son is helping his son bathe now too.

He smiled contentedly.

Ah Qi didn't know what the old man was thinking, seeing that he was not moving, turned over by himself, and fell asleep with a whirring sound.

Du Bo didn't wipe it anymore, and took a blanket to cover Ah Qi, worried that Ah Qi would turn over and step on the debris of the dishes, so he quickly fetched a broom to clean it up.

After a while, the room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of Ah Qi's snoring remained.

Du Bo stroked his shriveled belly and went back to the kitchen.

The food has been eaten by Ah Qi, only soup and rice are left.

Du Bo took a bowl, mixed the soup, and ate the rest of the meal.

The soup is still made according to the old method, pork with a few green vegetables, but today, Du Bo feels that it is very sweet.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

It's nice to have someone around!
After washing the dishes, Du Bo went back to the hall and sat quietly until eleven o'clock before he got up and touched Ah Qi's forehead.

It wasn't very hot, so it seemed to be ok.Du Bo let out a long breath.

The night was very quiet, with occasional dogs barking.

Du Bo went back to his room and fell asleep sweetly.

(End of this chapter)