Rebirth do not come

The next morning, Chen Liping went out to deal with stock matters.

Ni Hui and his grandfather were staying at home, and his grandfather asked Ni Hui, "Is Mommy's place fun?"

Ni Hui nodded.Grandpa said again: "Your parents are too. How is this family living? It's similar to a hotel. Nowadays, young people are eager to make money, but they forget that making money is to live a good life. In the end, it's just to make money. Life is running out, and the cart before the horse, how can life be good?" Grandpa's words were purely complaining, and he didn't expect Ni Hui to understand.

Ni Hui smiled helplessly. What the old man said made sense. He had lived for two lifetimes and still hadn't understood it, so he remembered this time that life must come first, and everything else is for life. of.

"Grandpa, when shall we go to Suzhou?"

Grandpa said, "Are you going too?"

"Ah."

"Wait for two days. See how your mother arranges it."

In the afternoon, Chen Liping came back, took her father and son to go shopping together, and bought them clothes and things to play with.It seems to use these to make up for the regret of not being able to accompany the son and father.Ni Hui bought several sets of clothes, both inside and out, as well as several pairs of shoes. It was a crazy purchase. Grandpa said, "Okay, Liping, you should buy less. We have them all at home."

Chen Liping said: "The things in Shanghai are fashionable and of good quality. Buy more and go home. Our Huihui is so beautiful, so we need to dress up nicely." For a long time, Shanghai products have represented cutting-edge fashion and high quality.

Ni Hui said: "Mom, I'm a boy, not a girl, so don't be pretty. And I'll grow up soon, and I won't be able to wear it by then." Ni Hui said don't be pretty, but in this life, I probably won't be able to get rid of it. This word, it should be said that I have not gotten rid of it in two lifetimes.

"Oh, yes. Then buy these. Let's go buy toys now." Chen Liping almost wanted to give her son all the good things.

Ni Hui is not interested in toys. What kind of toys do you play with? His toys are usually played by Shui Xiangyang, and he just uses them for display.Shui Xiangdong is more straightforward than him, he doesn't play with toys at all, and he doesn't hide it at all.

Ni Hui was dazzled in a toy store, and finally bought a set of huge world map puzzles. Chen Liping asked worriedly: "Xiaohui, can you play this?" Ni Hui's toy puzzles were very complicated and looked like It's for adults.

"I play with my grandfather." Ni Hui picked out three more electric cars.

Grandpa asked, "Who did you buy the car for?"

Ni Hui snapped his fingers and said, "For Yang Yang, Sha Hanming and Zhang Yong."

Grandpa looked at him: "Did you forget something?"

Ni Hui raised his head to look at his grandfather, then laughed, and took two more: "Forgot, I want one for myself, and the other is for the water supply to Xiangdong." Grandpa saw that he had made up all of them at the end, so he took two more. Laughed: "Huihui is so good."

Looking at his grandfather's smiling face, Ni Hui thought to himself, a man as big as Shui Xiangdong would like his broken toy car?

Chen Liping played with her father and son for two days, and then went to work. There was no way, the company always needed someone to sit in, and when Ni Weiyang was not around, she, the proprietress, had to take over.Chen Liping felt very guilty: "I'm sorry Huihui, mom doesn't have time to accompany you." Her son came here from his hometown to play, but she didn't have time to accompany him.

Ni Hui thought it was nothing. He had already passed the age when he needed his mother psychologically: "It's okay, Mom, you can go to work. Grandpa is taking me to play."

Chen Liping sent them to the bus station and waved goodbye to her father and son with a smile on her face. Ni Hui looked at his mother outside the car with his small face against the window glass and waved to her repeatedly.Chen Liping saw her son slowly leaving her eyes, she couldn't help crying, but Ni Hui didn't see her mother's tears.

Suzhou in the early 90s was still a beautiful ancient city, quaint, elegant and quiet, with peaceful and satisfied smiles on people’s faces, old people chatting in the sun in the alleys in front of their homes, children playing and chasing in the alleys, accompanied by With Wu Nong's soft words, such a scene is indescribably beautiful.

Ni Hui opened his eyes wide, trying to pick up the beautiful bits and pieces one by one, and keep them in his memory.He likes the city of Suzhou very much, and once thought about buying a house in the preserved ancient city of Suzhou, resting his head on the history, looking at the glitz, and living a life of "small bridges, flowing water, and people" with his lover , but none of this will be realized in the future.

Grandpa took Ni Hui's hand and got on the bus. He found that his grandson's attention was all attracted by the scene outside the window, so he asked, "Huihui, do you like this place?"

Ni Hui nodded: "Yes, I like it."

The winter sun shines through the branches with fallen leaves and falls on the ground. The light and shadow are mottled, warming the heart. This kind of scene makes people feel warm when they see it.

Grandpa showed Ni Hui the scenery and buildings along the way. Ni Hui found that grandpa was very familiar with Suzhou. He asked, "Grandpa, have you ever been to Suzhou?"

"Of course I did. Grandpa lived in Suzhou for a long time when he was young." Grandpa laughed.

"Then how did you leave?" Ni Hui asked.

Grandpa sighed: "At that time, the policy required it, so I went back to my hometown."

Ni Hui knows a little bit about this period of history. Grandpa was knocked down during the upsurge of the movement and sent back to his hometown.Ni Hui thought, if there were no such sports, would he be a Suzhou native?Of course, it is more likely that there is no self at all.

Grandpa had many old comrades-in-arms and colleagues in Suzhou. Ni Hui lived with grandpa in the home of an old friend surnamed Sun. The old man was a native of Suzhou. He lived in Pingjiang District, which later became the ancient city of Suzhou. It was very close to the famous Humble Administrator’s Garden. , the environment is extremely elegant.

Grandpa Sun is also a lover of literature and art. Most of the old people in this age are more pursuing, and living in such a city with profound heritage, it is impossible not to be contaminated with some cultural atmosphere.

The two old friends haven't seen each other for many years, they just contacted each other by letter and phone call, so it's natural that they meet each other and exchange pleasantries.Grandpa Sun is an old naughty boy who likes children very much. When he met Ni Hui, he picked him up and teased him.Grandpa Sun fell in love with Ni Hui immediately: "Old Chen, your grandson is quite interesting."

Grandpa said: "It's just like a little grown-up, it's too old."

"That's because you are too serious, old stubborn. If you are an old urchin like me, the child will definitely be lively." It really is an old friend, and it is not polite to hurt others.

Ni Hui quickly argued for Grandpa: "Grandpa is not stubborn, Grandpa is a reasonable person."

Grandpa Sun said: "Hey, I didn't teach in vain, I know how to speak for grandpa."

"Of course." Grandpa said proudly.

After exchanging pleasantries, Grandpa Sun began to meet his old friend: "Old Chen, come and see the treasures I have collected recently."

"What baby?" Grandpa asked suspiciously.

Grandpa Sun took Grandpa into a room, which was full of beautiful things. All kinds of furniture, calligraphy and painting, ceramics, jade, etc. were placed in the room. Ni Hui followed. It turned out that Grandpa Sun was collecting.

Grandpa looked at those things: "Aren't these all antiques?"

"Yeah, I'm collecting now. I go to the Confucian Temple and Guanqian Street every day for a walk, and I buy what I like." Grandpa Sun said with a smile, "Come and see this, the authentic Banana Leaf White, from the Ming Dynasty. , This is my treasure." He opened a drawer with a key, took out a wooden box, and carefully took out the square oval Duan Inkstone.

Grandpa still has some research on calligraphy. He picked up the square Duan inkstone and looked at it carefully: "Is this really Banana Leaf White?" It is this banana leaf white.

Grandpa Sun said: "Isn't it? Look at the texture and color. You have never seen such a good Duan inkstone in your life."

Grandpa said, "Where did you get it?"

Grandpa Sun smiled and said: "Hey, this is not collected. I exchanged it with someone for 50 yuan, [-] catties of food stamps and [-] feet of cloth tickets. It has been more than seven years, and now I want to buy such a banana. Ye Bai, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it without tens of thousands of dollars."

Grandpa laughed: "This is really a prodigal son, and he is willing to exchange it for food."

"Then I guess there is no other way. I'm so hungry, what do you do with a stone that can only be seen but not eaten?" Grandpa Sun shook his head.

Grandpa nodded: "That's right, those who can keep Duan inkstones in their families are not low in status, and they must have been persecuted very seriously." He couldn't help sighing when he talked about that period of madness.

While the two old men were talking, Ni Hui carefully looked at the treasures in the room. He also knew something about antiques. In his previous life, he had a Wangnian friend who was a collector and collected a room full of antiques.It is said that at the beginning, I paid a lot of tuition fees for eye drilling, and I bought whatever I saw. Later, I only studied porcelain. The collection at home is worth tens of millions, and I can be regarded as a multi-millionaire.

Ni Hui doesn't know much about the things Grandpa Sun collected here, but most of the porcelains in his collection are genuine, most of them are folk kiln porcelains from the Qing Dynasty. Although they are not expensive things, at least they are not Fake.It is estimated that people didn’t know much about collections at this time, and there were many good things. The collection market was not as hot as it was later, and the prices of collections were generally not high. Falsification could not make huge profits, so there were few things to do, and the technology was not as good as it was later. , easy to identify, not much money.

The two old men over there have achieved their goal: "Go to Guanqian Street tomorrow morning to experience the so-called collection craze."