Arty Records

Fang Sishen returned to China in late August, started school in early September, and stayed at home for less than two weeks.

Hong Xinyao specially went to Citigroup to pick him up for the following reasons:

First, he will come to inspect the overseas branch of Zhenxintang, and at the same time bring a batch of contemporary art boutiques to trade.The first anniversary of the official opening of Zhenxintang's overseas branch, many activities require the boss to be present in person.Because of this serious business, Ms. Hong Yulian has expanded investment, paid taxes according to law, promoted employment, contributed to the development of Citigroup, and successfully obtained a long-term residence permit.Wei Deli's name is also listed in the introduction column of overseas consultants of Zhenxintang.To show his sincerity, Hong Xinyao gave him some shares.

Second, he is coming to finalize the public exhibition of the "Nine Creek Six Artifacts" with the Prius Institute of Oriental Studies.Because the value of the research results exceeded expectations, Prius waived all the costs of various tests in accordance with the first phase of the agreement.Others, such as the copyright of the thesis and authorship, were also negotiated in the spring, except for the public exhibition that has not yet been agreed.Hong Xinyao resolutely refused to hold a touring exhibition. Finally, under Fang Sishen's persuasion, he reluctantly took a step back and agreed that in addition to exhibiting at the Museum of Price Oriental Research Institute, he would also lend it to the Fanxi Museum for a two-month special exhibition .

Originally, when it came to this step, Young Master Hong was gearing up, wanting to make some money from the ticket sales.It was only later that I learned that their exhibitions are free, and there is no ticket income at all.Was laughed at by Fang Sishen, and said boldly: "What's the matter, I will only do free exhibitions in the future, and only show them to our fathers and fellow villagers in Daxia!"

In this way, taking Fang Sishen back to China seems to have become incidental.Two days before boarding the plane, Young Master Hong made the excuse that both of them were finally free and wanted to relax, but in the end he pressed him on the bed, making him unable to get off the ground.In the end Fang Sishen lay with his back to him and sulked, not saying a word at all.

"Brother..." Hong Xinyao tried to shout, but there was no movement.Thinking that he might have fallen asleep, he slowly climbed into bed and gently lifted the air-conditioning quilt.Dip your fingers in the ointment for reducing swelling, removing blood stasis, promoting muscle and relieving pain, and blow it while applying it.Fang Sishen was so painful and itchy by him, he couldn't help but tense his body, and suppressed it so that he couldn't make a sound.

Now that Hong Xinyao knew that he hadn't slept, he changed the box for those with muscle fatigue and muscle damage, and said, "I'll rub it for you, it will work quickly, and you can go down tomorrow. OK?"

I didn't expect him to answer, rubbing the ointment hot in the palm of my hand, and slowly pushing it from the lumbar spine to the sides.He was busy with work, and his mouth was not idle: "Look, as long as you go back, your father will definitely keep you at home and not let you go out. I can't stay in Beijing every day. It will only be more than a week in total. We can see each other again." How many times? When you start school, you don’t know when the next time will be. Do the math, the days you can lie on the same bed throughout the year can be counted with ten fingers..."

Fang Sishen suddenly realized that this was the real reason why he came here to pick him up.

"Oh, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl is so pitiful. Brother, I don't want to be a Cowherd and Weaver Girl. Don't regret it when I'm alone, I shouldn't have let you come at all..." Hong Xinyao suddenly leaned over, and the red hair on his waist Take a sip on the mark.

Just sucking the aftertaste, I jumped out of bed and rushed straight into the bathroom.When he came out again, his face was wet with water.

"Hey, what kind of shit is this, it's bitter and spicy..."

Fang Sishen couldn't hold back anymore, lying on the pillow and laughing muffledly.

As soon as he smiled, the other one immediately hit the snake with the stick, and leaned over to each other: "Brother, don't be angry, huh? My one, I have endured for too long in the front, and I feel a little dizzy when I think that I will endure for so long in the future. When we are together every day, we will definitely not be so indifferent, when the time comes, you will have the final say, and you can do whatever you want..."

Fang Sishen remained silent, the anger in his heart had almost disappeared.Hong Xinyao's crazy words were only listened to as sweet words at first, but later she gradually understood that they were basically the truth.After all, from the beginning, the desire for convenience came with a strong desire.For him, the matter of love and skin-to-skin contact is an extremely important part of a love relationship, and it is also the most fundamental way to confirm each other and belong to each other.Once you understand this, you don't feel the need to get angry.

As for himself...Fang Sishen admitted that he realized more and more the importance of this part.

Suddenly moved his body, completely relaxed lying on his stomach, said: "Legs are sore, I can't lift it up."

"Ah..." Hong Xinyao was stunned for a moment, then understood, "I, I'll rub your legs..."

Fang Sishen was an overly reasonable person, it was rare for Young Master Hong to have such an opportunity to be humble and humble, he was so considerate and never tired of it, he blinded the eyes of everyone else in the same room.

Back in China, as he expected, Director Fang, who hadn't seen his son for a year, wanted to tie him to his belt.It coincided with the summer vacation of colleges and universities, and the yamen of the Department of Higher Education was relatively free, so Fang Duzhi pushed aside everything he could, and spent time resting at home with his son.

Seeing the ring on his son's hand for the first time, his expression immediately changed.Fang Sishen said cautiously: "Over there, wearing this will save a lot of trouble..."

Director Fang's tone was firm: "You don't have to worry about it when you come back. What are you wearing it for? When an acquaintance sees it and asks, what should I say?"

Fang Sishen glanced at his father, and said in a conferring and begging tone: "This is not a big deal in China, so I probably won't take it seriously. In case someone asks, just respond with a few words..."

"Hmph." Fang Duzhi said nothing more.

Although the father and son talk on the phone every week, there are still endless details.When Fang Duzhi asked about the He family, Fang Sishen took out a photo album and held it in front of his father.

"Uncle He's asked someone to find a few old photos, and reprinted a copy for me. I also took some photos in their old house, and asked students to help design this booklet."

Fang Duzhi looked at his son for a long time, and then took it with slightly trembling hands.But he didn't rush to open it, as if to cover up something, and said: "They still have old photos... It's good. There's nothing here... It's not that they haven't taken photos. The first few years of spring and autumn outings, and Graduation photos...His father has a camera, we have played with it, took it to a photo studio, developed black and white photos, painted on them, red and green, very ridiculous..."

There were too few moments when my father was so incoherent.Fang Sishen called out a little worriedly: "Father."

Fang Duzhi was silent for a while, and said: "He Wei, I used to be in the newspapers back then. If the He family wanted to find his photos in China, it shouldn't be too difficult. As for the others... nothing... nothing..."

He walked slowly to the study room, took two steps, and couldn't help but open the cover.

In the middle of the title page is a bust of a little boy in his teens, wearing a small suit and tie, cute and airy.With big and bright eyes, his mouth was grinning, showing two rows of white teeth, and he was smiling happily.

This is a part of a group photo of He Shensi and his primary school classmates after digital processing.

There are two lines of Spanish printed under the photo, which is a famous saying about love:

The story of a love is not important-what is important that one is capable of love.

"The love story is not important - what matters is that a person can love. Perhaps this is the only moment we have a glimpse of eternity."

Fang Duzhi stopped.After a long time, he slowly turned around and saw his son looking at him worriedly.He smiled slightly: "Xiaosi, thank you. Dad likes this gift very much."

On the third day after Fang Sishen came back, he was invited by Lu Kuiliang, director of the Institute of Ancient Xia Languages ​​of the School of Humanities, to give his opinions on the sub-project he was working on.The writer here is Yan Zhibai, the deputy director.Professor Yan's old habit is still the same, pulling things upside down, and won't stop until people are surrounded by clouds and mist.Fang Sishen was in a dilemma.He also knows now that no matter how sincere and urgent the person concerned is, raising an opinion is absolutely offensive and thankless.

But he couldn't help but mention it, because he was in charge of the translation.God knows what a daunting task it is to translate a research paper on ancient Xia language written in Westernized tangled Xia language into Western language.What's more, instead of submitting to a magazine and being rejected by the editors of Citigroup or directly deleting it, it is better to do the work in advance.After thinking about this point, Fang Sishen made up his mind.I didn't say much in person, and then wrote a detailed email and sent it to Professor Yan alone.

Seeing his son like this, Fang Duzhi shook his head and sighed at home.

"Xiao Si, you have learned to save face for others, good deeds, great progress. The problem is who gets points and what circumstances. If you do this, Yan Zhibai himself will be responsible for all the credit in the end. Who can see your hard work and your dedication? At this stage, it’s time for you to establish your authority and image. It’s worth it to save face. If domestic papers want to be published abroad, there is a big gap to bridge. Just take this opportunity to ask them to hone their skills Practice. You have the qualifications to guide, so don't be afraid to put on airs..."

Fang Sishen was taught to be submissive by his father, and the next time, seeing many people present, he still couldn't speak in person, saving face for others to the end.

A week after returning home, my sister invited me to dinner.Originally, Hu Yixin was going to pick up Fang Sishen at the airport, but unexpectedly, she found out that she was pregnant, so she was delayed for a few days before going out.

Fang Sishen brought a set of cosmetics to his younger sister. After congratulating her, he smiled and said, "Oops, I won't be able to use it now. Why don't you just tell me what you want next time."

Hu Yixin held on to the luxury brand of paper bags and did not let go: "This stuff has a long shelf life, and I will use it after the baby is born."

Ou Pingxiang had to go to work, so he made an appointment to pick him up after his wife and uncle met.The two brothers and sisters couldn't finish talking, after drinking afternoon tea, they changed to another place for dinner.After Hu Yixin got married, her mother-in-law's family had quite a few stories that they couldn't tell others, and they just waited for her brother to come back and tell them.Fang Sishen has always loved her, and he unconditionally accommodated and cared for the pregnant woman, allowing her to speak freely and giving her enough support and comfort in words and deeds.

After dinner, he finally felt comfortable, Hu Yixin heaved a sigh of relief, and began to ask his brother how the year was going.After asking a few words, he suddenly said, "Are you alone on the way back?"

Fang Sishen shook his head: "No."

Hu Yixin stared wide-eyed: "Who else?"

"Hmm..." Fang Sishen subconsciously felt that she knew well enough to avoid too much shock, but he still paid attention to his wording, "I came back on the same road as Hong Xinyao."

Hu Yixin tapped the table lightly with his fingers, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Fang Sishen fixedly: "Hong Jintu...it's him again. Or...it's him?"

Fang Sishen looked back at her, and nodded slowly: "I'm sorry, Yixin, I haven't found a suitable opportunity to tell you..."

Hu Yixin leaned back in the chair, thinking that it was true: "Let me tell you, last time you went, I found it strange to meet him on the same road, and I thought about it for a few days. Ask your father, it's even more strange , I don’t care about this at all." Speaking of this, a puzzled look appeared on his face, "No...brother, are you right? Is it really him? Do you... like him?"

As Hong Dashao's high school teacher, although he had the opportunity to deal with him later, after all, he failed to fully appreciate his rapid growth after graduation, and his main impression was still in his rough and childish youth.The more Hu Yixin thought about it, the more he felt unbelievable.

Fang Sishen nodded again with certainty: "Yes. He's fine."

Hu Yixin rubbed his forehead: "No, brother, I still think this is not reliable. No, it is too unreliable. You and Jintu...how is it possible?"

Fang Sishen added some water to her glass and said with a smile, "It just so happens that nothing is impossible."

He used to use his right hand all the time before, but now he specially switched to his left hand.

How can a woman be insensitive to rings, she was stunned at a glance: "You... have already reached this level?!"

It took Hu Yixin a while to digest, and before Ou Pingxiang arrived, he asked one last question: "How long have you been like this?"

"How long? Well, it's been a long time." Fang Sishen couldn't help sighing, a little melancholy, "He graduated from college in a blink of an eye, time flies so fast."

Turning around, I saw my younger sister looking thoughtful, with rather unfriendly eyes, thinking that she felt uncomfortable because of her deception, and said apologetically: "In my heart, it's like you couldn't believe it for a while, but I myself didn't believe it would come Today? There are so many twists and turns in the middle, it is hard to describe in words. Perhaps, this unknown change is the wonder of life."

Hu Yixin came back to his senses and nodded: "I know. I... I will get used to it."

Fang Duzhi kept his son at home for a whole week, forcing Fang Sishen to finally ask him for leave with a blushing face and lowered head: "Dad, I want to go out tomorrow, and I may not come back tonight..."

Director Fang was sitting at the desk reading documents.After a while, there was a "hmm" without even looking up.

Hong Xinyao drove to his home to pick up Fang Sishen in the morning, and then drove north all the way, passing the area where colleges and universities are concentrated on Xuefu Street, and gradually approaching the suburbs.

Fang Sishen wondered, "Where is this going?"

"I'll take you to see a place." Hong Xinyao replied, pointing to the wealthy villas on both sides, "We've been on this road before. Going further, it's Mengling Mountain."

Mentioning Meng Lingshan, Fang Sishen remembered that this was the way to Qionglin Academy back then.

After driving for another ten minutes, they circled behind a few rows of villas, the Wanyue River meandered by, and Meng Lingshan came into view.Hong Xinyao stopped the car, pulled him to the river, pointed to an empty land on the other side, and said, "What do you think?"

"The environment is pretty good." Fang Sishen looked at the small western-style buildings on the left and right, and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to buy a house?"

"Well, it's not buying a house, but buying a piece of land. This is the first phase, the existing house. The other side is the second phase. You don't sell the house, you sell the land, you sell the design and service, and you can ask him to build it. I think this is Nice idea. What do you think?"

"You ask me..." Fang Sishen smiled, "I actually think it's troublesome if the house is too big. Now the house at home is too big and empty, and I have to hire someone to clean it up. The old house in the Humanities College is empty. The house by the moat is also empty, which is quite a waste.”

The house that was going to be exchanged for emergency was not sold after all under Hong Xinyao's insistence.Because the location is so good, the price nearly doubled in two years.

Fang Sishen said lightly: "How many people don't even have a place to live, what are they doing with so many houses?"

Hong Xinyao didn't take it seriously: "Your family is living in a public house. In the future, when your father retires, you will have to change the land. The old house in the Humanities College is too close, and the new house by the moat is too far away. It's inconvenient for us. The place where you live now is far away from your work, besides it is small and old..."

Fang Sishen said, "Actually, I quite like it there."

"If you like it, you have to change it. There may be demolition there at any time." Hong Xinyao raised his hand and gestured, "Look, although this place belongs to Ning'an Town, it is considered a suburb, but it takes half an hour to drive to your school at most. It takes only half an hour to go to Menglingshan Scenic Area. The transportation is convenient and the environment is good. Although it is far away to Nancheng, when your father retires later, you will live with him, so you don't have to run back and forth. Originally, I wanted to be alone Get a piece of land and build it yourself, but in that case, security is a big problem. After much deliberation, it is better to build it with them. The area of ​​the second phase is twice as large as this one, all of which are single-family houses, and each house has a dedicated driveway..."

Fang Sishen heard that even his own father was involved in the plan, and swallowed those words that poured cold water back into his stomach.

Finally smiled: "Well, it's good. Don't make the room too big, keep the yard bigger, and plant more flowering trees."

On the way back, Hong Xinyao drove the car and suddenly said, "Brother, I want to ask you something."

When Fang Sishen heard the word "begging", his heart tightened immediately.

"What's the matter? You said."

"My elder sister's eldest brother was supposed to be in the third year of high school, but his grades were too poor, so he would definitely not pass the exam. The family discussed it and decided to get it out. It was supposed to be given to me, but... after the renovation, the largest mines were ready to start. In the next week. The date is set by the top, and I can't move. At this time, I really can't go far..."

Fang Sishen thought, the eldest of his elder sister's family is the head of the three children without a father.

"I still think it's a big deal. Where is his school? It's easy for Xiao Liu to send me off."

"Enrolled in Price's preparatory course, first studied for two years, and passed the language barrier. You can go to wherever you can pass the exam." When the car reached the intersection, Hong Xinyao shut up and turned carefully.Turning around, he continued, "Based on him, even if you finish the preparatory exam and then take the exam, Prius will definitely not pass the exam. I mainly like the atmosphere in that place."

"Your nephew just finished his sophomore year of high school. Overseas students who study preparatory courses have to graduate from high school, right?"

"Get a high school diploma."

Fang Sishen was speechless.

"My third sister is his guardian. Usually, Xiao Liu will watch over it for me. You don't have to worry about it. He knows you are my teacher. If he dares to bother you, tell Xiao Liu, and you'll remember it after a beating."

Fang Sishen heard this educational speech that fully represented Hong's family tradition, and did not express his opinion.

After a while, he asked, "Those three children, are you in charge now?"

"Well. Usually, my eldest sister and my mother can control me, but I can't control it, and I can't control it properly. My father knows how to hate me, and the grandchildren are very good. If I don't want to ignore it, I have to stop it?" Hong Hong Xinyao was silent, and finally said softly, "I owe them... I should take care of it."

Fang Sishen's heart was extremely heavy.He knew that from the moment Hong Xinyao told him the truth, from the moment he decided to cover him up, they became accomplices.

"Ah Yao..." Leaned towards him, but finally said nothing.

At dinner time, Fang Sishen met the grandson of Hong's parents named Hong Wenlong in the box of Cuiwei Building.

"Uncle." Because his father was the son-in-law who stepped in, according to the custom, he couldn't be called Uncle Hong Xinyao.

"Come here, call someone." Hong Xinyao nodded slightly without smiling, exuding the aura of a patriarch all over his body.

The child was a little fat, obviously very nervous, with his shoulders straight and his neck stiff, and he said to Fang Sishen, "Mr. Fang."

During the meal, he kept silent, and Hong Xinyao went out to answer the phone in the middle, and his whole body collapsed.Fang Sishen looked amused.This kid was about the same age as his uncle, but he looked much more timid and naive, without the vigor to be a ruthless, naughty, rascal.

Ask with a smile: "Afraid of him?"

The child nodded repeatedly.After picking up the rice, he added: "Everyone in the family is afraid of my uncle except grandpa. My second aunt was not afraid before, but now I am. But my uncle was not scary at all before, who knows why he is so fierce now." As he said, he stole his eyes towards the door cast a glance.

Fang Sishen asked: "Is it your own wish to go to Citigroup to study?"

"Well, anyway, if you can't pass the exam, it's still a waste of money. My uncle said that it's better to go abroad." The child is more courageous and talks more. Come back and go down the mine with the workers. If I don’t go to study now, I will graduate from high school next year and fail the entrance examination, and I will be thrown into the mine by my uncle. It will take at least another year to go out..."

Fang Sishen was dumbfounded.Finally, I asked, "Is your mother willing to go so far suddenly?"

The child pouted: "My mother has found a stepdad and is about to get married."