I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 378 Sent to Fangshan
Jin San'er was about to open his mouth, but when he looked up and saw Song Wu, all the sarcasm on his face immediately disappeared, and he immediately put on a smile: "Hey, why do you have to come here for free today, what's the matter? "

He didn't bother to talk to Song Wu about antiques. He knew that the other party was a real stick, and he was not in the mood to argue with him.

Song Wu smiled and pointed to the snuff bottle in his hand.

Jin San'er immediately covered the snuff bottle with his hand and looked at Song Wu cautiously: "I just collected this. If you want it, at least wait until I play with it for two days."

To be honest, Song Wu quite liked the exquisiteness and cuteness of the two small pots in his hands, and the colors looked beautiful. Hearing that the words were really worth buying, he instantly decided in his mind that he wanted these two small pots too.

"What is that pot used for? And which dynasty are the blue and white flowers from?"

Jin San'er swallowed and spit. If the person opposite was not Song Wu, he would have sent him away.

But now we still have to watch the dishes being served. He still had a smile on his face and patiently explained: "This is a serious blue and white snuff bottle from the Qianlong period. It's a treasure."

Oh, it turns out this little bottle is a snuff bottle. Song Wu couldn't help but look at it carefully.

He muttered: "It's just Qingqinghua, I thought it was Yuanqinghua."

Jin San'er heard this and couldn't help it anymore. He finally rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You are so easy to talk to. Find me a Yuan Qinghua and let me take a look. This Qingqinghua is already It’s rare enough, look at the appearance and color.” He pointed at the pattern and couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration.

"What a big deal, nothing big can compare to this piece of porcelain. This is Yuan blue and white, the finest Yuan blue and white. I can only judge based on my own experience now, because I have had too little contact with it and there is not much information available for reference. Not much. But I can basically tell that he is from the Yuan Dynasty. Brother Song, where did you get it?"

He even startled Song Wu this time, and his hands inevitably trembled.

As Song Wu spoke, he casually handed the white porcelain with blue and white patterns in his hand to Jin San.

At this moment, he saw Song Wu weighing out a large piece of porcelain from somewhere and casually holding it in his hand.

Fortunately, it was just a shiver and the piece of porcelain in my hand was not dropped.

He bit his tongue hard and said, "Ouch," it really hurts, and it turned out to be real.

"Jin San, please help me find out what dynasty this piece of porcelain is from? Is it valuable?"

Jin San's heart almost jumped out of his mouth.

Song Wu was so nervous by his appearance that he stared at Jin San's movements without blinking, watching him look at the porcelain in his hand, and then waiting for what he would say?
Jin San was like stroking the goddess in his heart, turning it over carefully, touching and looking at it for a long time.

"How is that possible? I must be dazzled, or I'm blinded by my imagination, and I'm hallucinating."

Jin San's eyes were full of expectation, and he just felt like a flower. I saw one more thing in front of me.

This time Song Wu knew it in his heart. Hey, it was indeed Yuan Qinghua, a total of 16 pieces. He felt that it was so beautiful now.

Jin Saner rolled his eyes and looked at him, swallowed, and said with a trembling voice: "Do you know what this is? Are you still in the mood to go back to eat?"

It was so close that the thing was right in front of him. After just one glance, Jin San almost forgot to breathe.

Jin San took off his white gloves and put them on carefully. Then with great piety, he took the porcelain from Song Wu's hand.

Jin San'er didn't pay attention at first, but just glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and the hairs all over his body immediately stood up. His heart was beating very fast, but he still couldn't believe the thought that just came to him.

Song Wu curled his lips and urged: "Hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to go home for dinner, but I don't have that much time."

He suddenly remembered that 6 of them were different in shape and color from the other 10 large ones, so he made a gesture and touched the back again, took out another small one, and handed it to Jin San'er.

"Nothing can delay me from going back to eat. I have important things to do when I get home today."

This time his eyes widened again, what is this? Could it be Shadow Celadon?

When Song Wu left the cultural relics store, he was in a very happy and comfortable mood. Not only did he know that the porcelain in his hand was basically confirmed to be Yuan blue and white, but he also knew what the other 6 pieces of shadow celadon were called, which were very precious. .

At the same time, he also bought the two clear blue and white snuff bottles from the cultural relics store for a few dollars, so that he could play with them when he had nothing to do. The reason why Jin Saner was willing to sell was mainly because he begged Song Wu to let him look at Yuan Qinghua from time to time.

Song Wu would definitely not make any promises. He just grunted and dealt with it. This made Jin San'er full of expectations and hurriedly sold the two snuff bottles at a very low price. Gave it to Song Wu.

Because of the harvest of sixteen pieces of Yuan blue and white flowers, Song Wu felt much more relaxed when he told Qin Huairu and Gao E at night that he was going to the commune with Sun Yuying to go to the countryside in the suburbs of Beijing. He did not spend time at the street office during the day. Depressed at times.

It also made him more accepting of this hurried and unprepared trip.

Gao E and Qin Huairu didn't have any other opinions. On the contrary, they seemed to be a little excited and happy from their faces, and they vaguely expressed their pride for Song Wu. Alas, it turns out that people of this era still have different ideas from Song Wu.

At this time, in everyone's minds, we must do whatever is arranged by the higher authorities. Therefore, the two of them did not feel that the short notice was rushed or urgent. Instead, they believed that this task must be very important. They encouraged Song Wu to do his job wholeheartedly without being distracted by the children and other things at home. .

There is no one else with this kind of awareness and enthusiasm.

When Song Wu gathered to set off, the sky turned cloudy, and it even felt a bit cold in spring. When the wind blew, it made people feel extremely cold.

Song Wu couldn't help but wonder, if he was staying in the peaceful Beijing city, but when he was about to leave, it suddenly started to get cold again, with a late-spring chill. Could this be a sign that everything would go wrong?

He and Sun Yuying's work team were sent to Fangshan.

He did not expect that in the first three days of the gathering, he did not see Sun Yuying at all. Instead, he gathered with people who did not know each other and studied intensively for three days. The reason for this arrangement was because they did not participate in the mobilization meeting and were I was informed later that I had to listen to the recording of the conference and learn the spirit.

Song Wu simply didn't know what to say, so he could only record all the resentment in his heart on Sun Yuying, waiting to find an opportunity to take revenge on her.

Song Wu was one of the four others who arrived later. After arriving in Fangshan, they were temporarily accommodated in a village for intensive study.

I listen to recordings every day to learn spiritually. The most troublesome thing is that I have to write study reports every day.

Moreover, the place they live in is really uncomfortable. This is because the superiors took special care of them and temporarily arranged them to live in a farmhouse. They also specially gave them a new cabin on the side of the farmyard.

There is a newly built kang in this house, but there is no firewood in the hole and the kang is cold. Normally, it would be fine when the weather is supposed to be warm, but who lets bad luck catch up with a late spring cold?

I heard from the owner of this farmhouse that no one had lived in the house for a long time after it was built, so the paper on the windows was rotten, and he hadn't bothered to put new ones on it. He thought that he could accommodate it when the weather got warmer. But I didn't expect the temperature to drop so low in the past two days during the late spring cold.

Song Wu and the other five sat cross-legged on the cold Kang, studying documents, listening to the cold wind blowing outside, feeling that the whole room was cold and cold.

Song Wu waved his hand, stood up and said: "Don't study now, let's clean up the house together. Keep blowing like this, don't be too nervous to study well and your body will freeze. Let's look for paper and give the window paper Good paste, at least don’t let it breathe.”

His suggestion received a positive response from the other four people, mainly because they were wearing thin clothes this time, and they were already trembling all over and their teeth were chattering.

Although I tried my best to paper the window paper, it was finally done.

But it's so cold, sleeping on a cold bed in an empty, cold room at night is definitely not a pleasure. Song Wuzhi wondered why it was so cold in this rural commune than in Beijing.

He felt better because of his abnormal health. Anyway, that night, he just listened to the other four people, teeth chattering, tossing and turning, and he didn't fall asleep at all. I guess keeping warm depends on shivering.

Just when they were looking forward to the study time being over quickly, something strange happened.

Sun Yuying and his large army finally arrived, but before they met with Sun Yuying to question her, they first saw a superior with a bad expression on her face. Is there such a thing as papering the windows of their house?”

Song Wu nodded: "Yes, if it's not blurry, the window paper in this house is all tattered. The wind has been blowing for the past two days and it's too cold to accommodate people."

He didn't think much about it when he said this.

Who knew that superior, snorted and said with a sneer: "But you papered the windows to block the wind, but the old lady reacted because you papered the windows and blocked her daughter-in-law's nape. Now, My newborn grandson is crying every day because he has no milk to eat. "How do you think you should handle this?"

Song Wu thought for a while, no wonder he kept hearing the child crying in the past two days. It turned out that he was hungry because he had no milk.

However, this does not make sense. Her daughter-in-law is naive and has nothing to do with them papering the windows. What kind of logic is this?
Song Wu felt that such a statement was simply unheard of and unbelievable. More importantly, looking at the attitude of his superiors, he was really prepared to use this inexplicable matter to punish them for their mistakes.

(End of this chapter)