Epiphanies of Rebirth

Funeral music spread throughout the cemetery.

It was a cloudy day, and the miserable north wind brought everyone in Liyun City back to winter.Lin Jingzhe was wearing a thin coat, and his whole body was cold, standing in front of the familiar stone tablet that he would visit every year in his previous life.

The time, place, person, and memory are not wrong. If there is any difference between this moment and the previous life, then only Lin Jingzhe, a once timid and hesitant child, no longer harbors longing.

It's like seeing through his aunt Jiang Xiaoyun and uncle Jiang Zhi who are wailing hoarsely but without a single tear on their faces, the same picture, watched 20 years apart, his perception is very different.

Looking around in the crowd, Lin Jingzhe knew that his mother, Jiang Qi, had never been there just like in her previous life.

He couldn't help wondering, what kind of insanity did he have in his previous life to think that a person who didn't even want to attend the funeral of his father who loved him since he was a child would be a good mother?

******

Lin Jingzhe knew a little about Jiang Chacha's situation.After she divorced Lin Jingzhe's father, Lin Runsheng, she quickly formed a family with her current husband, Qi Qing. The two are currently residing in Qunnan City, the capital of Qunnan Province, and opened a real estate company. The current name is "Qiqing Real Estate ", the scale can only be considered small and well-founded.

But Lin Jingzhe knew that such a phenomenon would not last for too long.

Six years later, "Qiqing Real Estate" will merge with "Zhizhi Real Estate", which has become a well-known enterprise in Liyun City, and will be renamed "Qijiang Group", firmly sitting on the throne of the number one real estate enterprise in Qunnan Province.

"Zhizhi Real Estate" is the company jointly established by Lin Jingzhe's aunt and uncle, and then changed suddenly, and they became important shareholders of "Qijiang Group". How famous is it?Even the secretary of the municipal party committee of Li Yun city had to give in three points.

It can be described as a golden belt for murder and arson.

But fortunately, that is only the future, and now, this group of insidious, despicable and unscrupulous guys have never developed such a surging power.

Aunt Jiang Xiaoyun and uncle Jiang Zhixin are staring at the antiques. Jiang Chacha, the vice president of "Qijiang Group" who will be dismissive of Lin Jingzhe in later generations, is still the ordinary woman who tried her best to get rid of her previous marriage in front of her husband. .

Jiang Chacha's second husband, Qi Qing, looks elegant and elegant, but he has a very feudal and machismo personality in his bones.Coupled with the fact that his family has some prestige in the provincial capital, his family thinks that their family background is different from ordinary people, and they have always had a grudge against Jiang Chacha's first marriage.In order to gain a firm foothold in her husband's family, Jiang Chacha spared no effort, and even completely cut off contact with her natal family after marriage.In her previous life, Lin Jingzhe was deceived by her to go to the provincial capital, and she only stayed there for half a year like a thief. Later, Jiang Chacha dropped out of school and sent her to Yan City on the grounds that "father strongly demanded it".

At that time, Lin Jingzhe believed in this reason deeply, so after arriving in Yanshi, he was full of hostility towards his father who had no impression of him.It's just that he didn't know at the time that within a year of his departure, the mother who kept telling him that "you will only have one child in this life" gave birth to the "love crystallization" that he was really looking forward to.

Lin Jingzhe woke up from his memories, took over the antique warehouse key that once belonged to his grandfather that was officially handed over by the notary staff and lawyers, and before leaving, he took a last look inward.

In the small space, in the three-square closet, there are large and small items listed, which are the most cherished collections of my grandfather in this life.It's a pity that Lin Jingzhe didn't get to know this hobby. He didn't know anything about antiques, and he didn't have any interest. The only thing he knew was that every piece of bronze wares in this house was expensive, and it was related to everyone. , the future fate of all the people he doesn't like very much.

Lin Jingzhe squinted those beautiful eyes, and looked back at the whole skirt: "Let's go."

The storeroom was placed in Lin Jingzhe's home which now belonged exclusively to Lin Jingzhe. Someone was cleaning up the mourning hall downstairs. After the funeral, Aunt Jiang Xiaoyun and Uncle Jiang Zhi rarely left immediately.

They were sitting in the living room, holding the phone and staring nervously at the road to the warehouse.

Seeing Lin Jingzhe's figure, the eyes of both of them suddenly lit up, Jiang Xiaoyun held the receiver in one hand, and greeted fiercely with the other: "Jingzhe, come quickly, guess whose call is it?"

Lin Jingzhe stood where she was, raised her head slightly, and looked at her expressionlessly from the side of her gaze.

Jiang Xiaoyun's scalp became tense from being stared at, and he thought that he was really bewitched, and at the same time he maintained the expression of surprise on his face in embarrassment: "It's your mother!"

Hearing this sentence, Lin Jingzhe moved, and walked slowly towards her.

Jiang Xiaoyun cursed secretly in his heart, but at the same time he couldn't help feeling a little smug.It's not that she is boasting, no matter how bad the relationship is, she also watched this kid grow up, so how can she not know what kind of virtue he is?Although there is always a stinky face on the surface, a child without a mother will always miss his mother in his heart.

Jiang Chacha's new network of relationships with them is like a treasure. After all, the people in charge of land approval in the provincial capital are not easy to get on the line. A little sand from their fingers is enough for major real estate companies to touch for a year. half loaded.And she and her second husband's Qiqing Real Estate has not been established for a long time, and it is in a critical period that urgently needs support and development. At this time, if they can get a little help from the other party, it will be really...

More importantly, once she shows that she has the ability to have such a network, then her status in the Qi family and the entire company is bound to be greatly improved.

This is an extremely fat temptation, and it is beneficial to both parties.But the next round of land division in the provincial capital has entered the countdown, and there is not much time for them to persuade Lin Jingzhe to take the initiative to hand over things.The three siblings hit it off immediately, and finally decided that Jiang Chacha and Jiang Xiaoyun would come forward to stabilize Lin Jingzhe, while Jiang Zhi played by ear, and took the things away when the time was right.

As long as Lin Jingzhe doesn't pursue it, everything will be safe.And it's not that they underestimate the enemy, a child born and raised in a small city, what knowledge he has, I'm afraid he doesn't even know how much the pile of antiques are worth.At that time, even if he doesn't want to, he can just pass some benefits on his side, and it will be solved if he is confused.

Jiang Xiaoyun stared at Lin Jingzhe who was gradually approaching, as if he had foreseen the great future after the success of his plan.

The other party finally approached, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture to get the phone.

Jiang Xiaoyun was nervous and couldn't wait to hand over the receiver.

Lin Jingzhe glanced at her, took the receiver, slowly lifted it up, and under her earnest gaze——

Put down the phone.

He didn't answer the connection and hung up the phone directly.

"Hey----"

Jiang Xiaoyun and Jiang Zhi stood up at the same time as if they had been pricked by needles, screaming in unison.

Jiang Xiaoyun was stunned and said: "Didn't you hear? That's your mother! Your mother! She called!!"

The hung up phone rang again in unison.

Jiang Xiaoyun rushed forward to answer it, but Lin Jingzhe moved faster than her, and directly unplugged the phone line.

In the room that had returned to silence, Jiang Xiaoyun's sister and brother stared at the silent phone and looked at each other. Lin Jingzhe put the phone on the coffee table casually, and there was no trace of warmth in his sight: "It's getting late, you should go back."

Jiang Xiaoyun stared at Lin Jingzhe as if the other party had suddenly grown three heads.

Until they left, the two of them couldn't figure it out. Lin Jingzhe's response was so different from what they expected.

In the evening, Lin Jingzhe sent away the workers hired to decorate the mourning hall, and cleaned the place carefully again. He carefully arranged the photos of his grandfather, respectfully lit three sticks of incense, and waited for 10 minutes after connecting the telephone line. Call again.

He sneered, and as expected, he dialed a number according to the memory of his previous life.

In her previous life, Lin Jingzhe worked in Yan City, the capital, and has cooperated with many local organizations. Many units there have not been relocated for decades, and their numbers probably will not change at will.Sure enough, the phone rang four times before someone answered it.

It was already off-duty time, and the voice of the staff on duty was lazy: "Hello, this is the Capital National Museum."

"Hello." Lin Jingzhe said, "I am an ordinary citizen in Liyun City, Qunnan Province. I would like to donate a batch of cultural relics to your museum."

The other party was stunned for a moment, probably not often encountered in such a situation, and his tone became serious: "Thank you very much, then can I tell you what is the content of your donation?"

Lin Jingzhe said unhurriedly: "Probably a batch of bronze wares from the Western Zhou Dynasty or the Shang Dynasty."

"what!!!???"

The person on the other side of the phone was obviously startled by Lin Jingzhe's understatement, the background sound suddenly became noisy for a few seconds, and he could hear the voice of greeting someone with his hands on the microphone.

The person who connected the wires immediately changed to another person, and the tone was obviously more professional: "Hi, may I ask if the cultural relics you want to donate were obtained through legal channels?"

"This is my grandfather's relic. He just passed away, and it has been notarized and inherited in my own name." Lin Jingzhe knew their concerns, looked at the time, and said proactively, "If your museum agrees to donate, please keep it. A fax number, I will fax the pictures of the cultural relics.”

Lin Jingzhe wrote down the number, hung up the phone, closed his eyes and sighed wearily.

So be it, so be it.

These antiques are the painstaking efforts of my grandfather all his life, even if they are priceless, even if he is poor and starving, he will not exchange them for wealth.

That being the case, why not let them be kept in a more secure and complete place?Display them in the largest museum in the country, and use culture and history to attract more people. If Grandpa Quanxia knows, he will be happy too.

The hung up phone just lay quietly on the coffee table and stopped ringing. Jiang Chacha really didn't call again.

Lin Jingzhe suddenly had a sore nose, he lay down on the sofa in the living room where the lights were not turned on, and pressed his eyes hard.

******

Yan City, the capital, in the office of the National Museum.

A group of people urgently summoned by the phone stared nervously at the printer on the desk. The signal light was always calm under the gaze of everyone. When everyone almost thought that the call was just a prank, someone suddenly shouted out in surprise. Voice: "The signal is coming! The signal is coming!!"

The quiet office suddenly boiled up, and the machine screamed and spit out a pile of fax paper. Everyone couldn't wait to grab it, staring at the pattern on the paper eagerly and began to study.

"Really...really...the shape of Fang Yi and the Taotie pattern are clearly the craftsmanship of the late Shang Dynasty!!"

"And this square bottle, my God, it's so well preserved!"

"This is a priceless good thing." An old man wearing glasses leaned over the table and read each picture carefully, shaking his head in amazement, a little unbelievable, "The other party really said donation? Free donate?"

The leader of the museum also found it amazing: "Yes, he left the address and said that after our identification is completed, he can directly send someone to Liyun City, Qunnan Province to pick it up."

"Qunnan Province?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly, "That's a good place. How about it."

He took off his reading glasses, put them gently on the table, and said, "I just happen to be free recently, so I'll take a walk with you."

The leader of the museum was taken aback: "Mr. Fang, don't be joking. Why do you go to a place so far away in Qunnan Province? The nursing home..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man's impatient waving hand.

Fang Laodao: "Don't be coy, I know, this donation needs to be appraised on the spot, if these bronzes are real, then it will definitely be a powerful shot in the arm for our country's chaotic cultural relics market. .”