Arty Records

On the eve of the start of school, Fang Sishen contacted his younger sister Hu Yixin.He didn't dare to look for his father anymore, so he had to ask his sister for news about his uncle.

"I just went home the day before yesterday, and I've already visited it. How do you know that Uncle went to 'drink tea' again?"

"I heard it from others." Fang Sishen finally felt relieved, and said, "Yixin, I want to meet my uncle. What do you think is more convenient?"

Hu Yixin stomped on the other end of the phone: "My brother! It's inconvenient no matter what!"

Fang Sishen hesitated: "Isn't it okay to just say a few words quietly?"

"Quietly? You are amazing! Uncle, as soon as he goes out, someone will follow him, and the phone network will monitor the whole process. I don't care. Anyway, you go every now and then. You haven't been here for several years. Why did you go all of a sudden? Gathering crowds for collusion, or picking quarrels and provoking trouble? Also, aren't you afraid that the old man will go crazy?"

Fang Sishen thought about it, and he really didn't think carefully: "Forget it."

Hu Yixin was relentless, and after questioning to the end, he had no choice but to explain the cause and effect.Finally, he said: "Hong Xinyao said that the courtyard might be preserved. Please ask someone to take a look. If there is investment value, even if it is converted into a commercial place, it is better than demolition. I think if uncle can be present, talk about the history of the courtyard. There are also cultural relics, which should help. Since it doesn't work, forget it, and I will find another way."

"I said, when did you become so familiar with that boy Hong Jintu?"

Fang Sishen couldn't see his sister frowning over there, so he replied casually, "It's not too familiar..."

When the words came out, he was stunned.All along, Fang Sishen's interpersonal relationship has been extremely simple and clear, like a table, who is in what position, all are clearly defined. When Hong Xinyao is mentioned, it is difficult to put him in which grid.student?friend?acquaintance?Both, and neither.Subconsciously, he didn't feel how close he was to the other party, but at the moment when he said "not too familiar", he felt a little guilty.

Numerous details came one after another, all of which seemed too trivial to be worth mentioning.While thinking about it, he said: "He is afraid that he won't pass the thesis, so he often comes to ask questions. The more times, the more familiar he is."

Hu Yixin let out an "oh" and didn't take it to heart.Thinking about what brother said, he said straightforwardly: "I'll help you find uncle, even if he can't get out by himself, someone else will."

Fang Sishen knew that it would be much more convenient for her to have someone behind her, so she agreed.When Hong Xinyao proposed to try to keep the courtyard, Fang Sishen, like him, thought of "Qionglin Academy" and thought it was worth a try.I always feel that I have contributed too little to this matter, so I have such cares.

After a while, I received another call from Fang Duzhi: "Xiaosi, dad is home for dinner today." After checking that it was about the same time, he took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and started cooking.

In the evening, Fang Duzhi was sitting at the dining table, seeing his son coming out of the kitchen with food, his heart and eyes filled with warmth and intoxication.Fang Sishen lived at home for most of the summer vacation, and it was the first time in many years that he stayed at home for such a long time.What's more, as long as he doesn't go out, he will take the initiative to wash, cook and take care of the housework. The dean Fang is so happy that he can't find it. The professor is busy running the second spring.

After receiving the soup from his son, Fang Duzhi smiled and asked, "What did you do today?"

"I'm still working on the special-shaped character topic, and I've sorted out four pages. Besides," after a pause, he said, "I chatted with Yi Xin, and she said that my uncle has gone home."

Fang Sishen knew that his father didn't like to hear this, but he really didn't want to hide and lie.In other words, in recent days, the number of concealed lies to his father almost exceeded the sum of all the previous years, which made him a little uneasy.He simply said with a bang: "Weide Li was also released, it is indeed a misunderstanding."

Fang Duzhi took a sip of the soup, and said "hmm" indifferently: "Today's persimmon soup is well cooked."

Fang Sishen breathed a sigh of relief.He was afraid that if he said a few more words, without his father interrogating him, he would be overwhelmed and would show his feet.Lying, especially in front of people you know, is an overly technical skill.Trying my best to squeeze out a few selective truths is already exhausted.

On the last Sunday of the summer vacation, Fang Sishen, Wei Deli, Hong Xinyao led the representative of Xintai Real Estate Company, and Hu Yixin led the folk culture protection expert recommended by Fang Minzhi. Meet at the courtyard gate.

Fang Sishen originally thought that the real estate company would be some kind of businessman, but who knew it was someone else, it was Xiao Li who led him the way last time.Just as he was surprised, his younger sister said to Hong Xinyao, "Jin Tu, didn't you mean to bring the big boss to inspect the site?"

Hong Xinyao was slightly taken aback, and then realized that it must be Fang Shudai who didn't know how to leave a message, and revealed all the secrets he had with him in private to others.Originally, I wanted to pretend to be a pure folk culture lover, but now I can't pretend, fortunately, it's okay.Introduced: "This is Manager Li from Xintai Real Estate."

Wei Deli didn't recognize that this manager Li went to the detention center to see him at all.He had a big opinion on Xintai Company, but he had to rely on the other party to dismantle it, and even more to rely on the other party if he didn't dismantle it, so he retreated behind Fang Sishen with a stern face, making it clear that he didn't want to greet him.

Xiao Li pretended not to see, and stepped forward to talk to Fang Sishen.This time, instead of calling him Shao Fang, he changed his name to "Teacher Fang".He shook hands with others warmly and politely: "On behalf of our general manager, I came to learn from the teachers, and I will report to him the cultural value and historical significance of this ancient building when I go back."

Hu Yixin brought a balding middle-aged man with a ring of gray hair hanging down to his shoulders, and his shape was quite unique.Fang Sishen immediately believed that he must be his uncle's friend.The folk culture protection expert surnamed Huang held Manager Li's hand and said, "Don't dare, thank you to the general manager of your company for giving Huang such a good learning opportunity." Even Fang Sishen could see that Xiao Li's hand It was flushed red from being pinched, and the smile almost couldn't hold back.

Hong Xinyao hurriedly rounded up the situation, pointing to the half-collapsed door panel on the side of the door opening, with an open-minded expression on his face: "Mr. Huang, why is there a door in this wall? Could it be that the wall is empty?"

Expert Huang suddenly became interested: "You don't understand this, do you? This door leads to an inverted house on the south side, where there are servants who are responsible for opening the door. Look at this door, the length and width are one foot and eight, and the east and west The concierge alone on both sides can accommodate more than a dozen people. What kind of style is that? If you look up, there are three layers of brick carvings on the upper, middle, and lower layers. What does it mean? It means that the host’s family is both rich and noble, rich, powerful and cultured..."

"Who used to live in this yard?"

"The first one to build a house was a Hanlin in the Qing Dynasty. Later generations were not well-known, but the official position at that time was not small. Later, it was sold to Hua Zhenghong. Although he had no power, he was rich and educated, and he cleaned up better than ordinary officials. It needs to be exquisite. When Hua Zhenghong's family is kicked out, it will become a courtyard."

Expert Huang pointed to the miscellaneous houses on both sides of the door opening: "Look at the patches here and there, and the bumps here and there are all sheds that were built randomly later. Do you see that tree? It is a rare yew, which is said to be the flower of the year. Zhenghong planted it with her own hands, and it took 70 years to grow so big. It was almost sawed off in the middle, and it was kept until now because it was too difficult to saw off. So, it has no money, no power, nothing, and the most terrible thing is that it is uneducated ..."

It so happened that Hong Xinyao asked a very uneducated question at this time: "Who is Hua Zhenghong?"

Expert Huang left behind the phrase "actor", and went to look at the tree by himself.

Fang Sishen said: "Hua Zhenghong is the most famous master of Kunqu opera in modern times. Unexpectedly, this was his former residence."

Wei Deli interjected: "Why was his family kicked out?"

"I don't know much about Hua Zhenghong's life. She must have been persecuted to death during the second major reformation." Fang Sishen looked at her sister as she spoke.The Chinese teacher spread his hands: "Don't look at me, I'm not familiar with you either."

All the people present, even if they were as ignorant as Young Master Hong and as isolated as Wei Deli, knew a little bit about the famous reform movements since the Great Xia Republic, and they all followed the experts to see the tree, and stopped entangled.

Although Expert Huang spoke with insinuations, he actually had something in his stomach. He led a few people to inspect the whole yard, where they could be moved, where they could be moved, what was the origin of what, what was the most important thing, and everything was explained thoroughly.Brother and sister Fang Sishen and Hu Yixin were very interested, Xiao Li was busy recording all the way, Wei Deli kept taking pictures, and Young Master Hong kept thinking in his mind, how to make a good profit without losing money, but the benefits are lagging behind, it is very challenging The business of patience.

The money is not much, and it is not much, and the amount in my hand is not enough.He was very stubborn in his heart and didn't want to get Zhou Xincheng and others to buy shares. He always felt that if they bought shares, this yard could not be regarded as his own.It's best to convince the second sister to borrow money, and then convince the old man to agree to give the land to his son for fun.Xintai Real Estate was originally the property of the Hong family, and the person in charge of managing it in the capital was the grandson of Hong Xinyao's third uncle's family, who was considered his elder brother.

Everyone arrived in the afternoon, and it was nearly dusk to carefully read the inside and outside of the three entrances and the side courtyard.Manager Li generously donated money and chose a restaurant on the street that seemed to be of the highest quality.Expert Huang refused to resign, nodded, turned around and left.The rest of the people wanted to eat anyway, Manager Li didn't have to give face, but Young Master Hong couldn't, so they all went in and took a seat.Xiao Li greeted everyone to finish ordering, settled the bill calmly, sat with him for a while, and said that he had to leave first.

The three people who were waiting to eat over there were a little embarrassed, but none of them asked to keep him.Hong Xinyao waved his hand and said, "Take care of your boss, I will be the host next time when he is free."

"Definitely." Xiao Li responded graciously, and before leaving, he told the waiter to treat him attentively.

Young Master Hong showed the demeanor of a master, and took the lead in picking up the chopsticks: "Come, eat, eat!"

Fang Sishen and Wei Deli were used to getting along with him casually, and they ate with chopsticks.However, Hu Yixin didn't completely get out of the school teacher-student mode, and he couldn't understand his arrogant and worldly virtues, and wanted to kill his arrogance.Considering the actual situation, he couldn't lose face to Young Master Hong, so he pretended to care for a moment: "Jin Tu, you'll be in your third year at the beginning of school."

Hong Xinyao paused with his chopsticks, and then said in a muffled voice after a while: "Mr. Hu, why do you speak the same way as my father?" He raised his head, his face full of grief and indignation, "You can't let me finish this last dinner before school starts earnestly." ?"

Hu Yixin couldn't help laughing, and asked him seriously: "Tomorrow, I have to hand in the questionnaire on the intention to apply for the university. Have you filled it out?"

"What questionnaire? What is that thing?"

Teacher Hu raised his chopsticks and knocked on him: "Are you so careless? At the end of last semester, it was sent to you together with the grade book. Let's go home during the holidays to discuss with the parents and fill out the preliminary application for the exam."

"And this thing?" Hong Xinyao scratched his head, "Then I'll go back and look for it, maybe the old lady put it away for me."

"What school and major are you planning to take? Do you have any ideas?"

Hu Yixin asked seriously, and the two people over there also looked over.

From childhood to adulthood, Hong Xinyao's father has the final say when it comes to major life events.Apart from eating, drinking, having fun, being mischievous, and pulling the small treasury, he has never bothered with other things.The usual practice is that Hong Yaoge has made arrangements properly, and his son can only obey when he gives an order.So Hong Xinyao hadn't thought about this issue at all before. In his cognition, he just had to wait for the old man to speak.

What?Afraid of not passing the exam? NONONO, there is no question of scores, scores are not a problem.

Being asked suddenly at this moment, Young Master Hong couldn't help thinking about it.Seeing that the three present here are all majors in Chinese studies, he raised his cheeks and asked, "How is the Chinese Academy of Capital University?"

"Pfft!" Fang Sishen sprayed the soup directly on the table.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He frantically took the paper towel handed over by Wei Deli and wiped it, his embarrassment and joyful expression made Young Master Hong feel ashamed for a while.

"What do you mean? Don't you just break the National Academy? What's so funny? Look down on people, right? Young Master, I'll just show you the exam!"

"I don't mean anything else, I just feel that it doesn't suit you..." Fang Sishen expressed himself quite euphemistically.This person in front of him can't establish any legitimate and reasonable connection with the Chinese Academy of Beijing Normal University.

"Why isn't it suitable for me? Is it possible that the admissions of the National Academy of Sciences depends on the character?" Suddenly thinking of Mr. Huang who was full of culture in the afternoon, Young Master Hong raised his eyebrows, "Why, only you are allowed to be educated, and others are not allowed to be educated. ? What's wrong with me when I pursue culture?"

Hu Yixin saw that this kid was really angry because of his jealousy and anger, so he quickly patted it: "What are you shouting about, it's rude! With your family's situation, can you agree to study in the National Academy?"

Fang Sishen remembered that Hong Xinyao had only one son in his family, and he was bound to inherit the family business.With his current grades, it is one thing not to pass the exam, and based on common sense, it is impossible to really study some Chinese studies.So I sincerely persuaded: "If you like this, you can read books by yourself as much as possible. As the saying goes, you should apply what you have learned. You must help your father in the future. Choose a major related to your future career in college, so as not to waste time."

Hu Yixin nodded: "That's right. It would be nice to learn something about business management and business operations."

Wei Deli, who had been listening, suddenly interjected: "I don't agree with your point of view."

Shaking his head, he threw out a classical Chinese saying: "'The way of university lies in clearing morality, being close to the people, and stopping at perfection." These are the words of your sages, and I think they are very reasonable. The purpose of education is to cultivate sentiment and improve self-cultivation. Cultivate the overall quality of a person. As for vocational skills, you can train them separately, or learn in practice. The major I studied in college is different from the direction I do research later. You know the famous Feslik consortium Big Boss, he studied classical music in college, and the chairman of Midas Company, his college major is ancient Philippe literature..."

He talked in a mixture of classical Chinese, vernacular, summer Chinese and Western, and he talked eloquently. Fang Sishen had no choice but to intervene for him to explain to the other two listeners.Hearing the big boss of Fisrik and the chairman of Midas, Young Master Hong slammed the table: "Educated! This is the temperament of a big boss!"

She curled her lips and looked disdainful: "Then what can I learn about business management and business operations? My dad didn't even graduate from junior high school, so he still manages and operates very well? It's the little plum who invited us to dinner just now, hey "" Chong Fang Sishen and Hu Yixin winked, "It seems that you graduated from the Business School of Jingshi University, and you are still a graduate student, running errands for others all day, isn't that the case? If I want to read, I will read something really educated, called What is it? Cultivate sentiment and improve self-cultivation, right?"

Wei Deli nodded his head: "Of course, a gentleman is not a weapon, that's what it means."

Before Fang Sishen had time to express, Hu Yixin saw that the foreign devils were so frightened, his fighting spirit surged immediately, he put down his chopsticks, and folded his hands on the table: "Your Excellency's words are wrong!" He immediately refuted.It was the first time they met, one was frank and forthright, not considered a lady, while the other was polite, but stubborn and serious, they started arguing on the spot, caring about the excitement, leaving the other two aside.

Fang Sishen listened to Wei Deli's mouthful of "Teacher Hu", and deliberately eased the atmosphere. Taking advantage of the gap between the two drinking water, he said, "Daniel, Yixin is actually my sister." After that, let's briefly explain the relationship between the two, It's kind of a reintroduction.

Wei Deli was stunned, stood up and stretched out his hand: "Yi Xin, hello. I'm your brother's good friend, Wei Deli, the guardian of the gentleman and the moral..."

The one who was most surprised was Hong Xinyao, who came to his senses at this moment, and regardless of Wei Deli's inaction, he yelled at Fang Sishen: "I asked you specifically, what did you say about the same junior sister, who seemed to be real? What a real person you are!"

Fang Sishen said: "At that time, I was in trouble. It was thanks to your teacher Hu who introduced the school's part-time job support. If you say it, it may add side effects and interfere with her work. One more thing is worse than one less thing." There is no other intention in the words, but Young Master Hong is a person Jing, thinking of his previous "heroic feat", couldn't help but feel a little heat on his face, and stopped there.

Wei Deli heard Fang Sishen say that he was in trouble, so he stopped talking to Hu Yixin, and immediately asked what was going on.

"That was last year," Fang Sishen told him frankly, not to mention the passage of time, there is no need to hide it.It's just that the "Gold and Silk Project" has been in the public case for more than a year. In the information society, the world is changing, and when it is brought up again, even the parties themselves feel a little unaware that it is the old emperor's calendar in the year of the monkey.

Just picked up a clue, suddenly heard my sister call: "Brother."

"Well, what?"

But Hu Yixin didn't answer his criticism, turned to Wei Deli and said, "You don't know, my brother, he usually doesn't know how to socialize, let alone flirting with others. In the words of our Xia people , it's just a bit roundabout..."

Although Wei Deli was puzzled, he understood everything: "No, I think Fang is a very upright, kind, and sincere person."

Hu Yixin waved his hand: "Don't mention it. Because of his pedantic attitude, the relationship with the supervisor has become stalemate. Halfway through the Ph.D., he has to change the supervisor and change the subject. I don't know if he will graduate or not!"

"Ah, how could this be..."

She never mentioned the word "Golden Silk Project". Hong Xinyao was considered half an insider. Seeing this scene, although he didn't know the reason, he understood that it was intentional to keep the foreign devils from knowing, so he kept silent.

Fang Sishen watched his younger sister interact with Wei Deli, and gradually understood.The "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project" with the goal of re-establishing the written history of the Xia people is the largest national key cultural project since this century, with special funding from the central government and the cooperation of major universities and top academic experts. It was created by the current government with all its efforts, in an attempt to highlight the immortal achievements of the prosperity of the prosperous age.

Although everyone in the country knows it, family ugliness should not be publicized.

After thinking this through, he asked Wei Deli to tell Wei Deli about the old story of the fraudulent bamboo slips, but he really couldn't tell.

Hu Yixin stopped carrying Wei Deli's shoulders, and the chat was still in full swing.

Hong Xinyao looked at the two of them separately, and smiled: "Hey, Daniel!"

"what's up?"

"Aren't you—" winking, "Have you taken a fancy to our teacher Hu? Let me tell you, our sister Xin is young and beautiful, and she doesn't have a boyfriend yet. If you want to chase her, you have to hurry up!"

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" Hu Yixin knocked over with his chopsticks.

Hong Xinyao screamed and shrank his head.

Wei Deli suddenly fell silent, lowered his head and stared at the plate in front of him.

The three of them were taken aback by him, and were about to ask, when he raised his eyes, glanced around, and finally fell back on his plate: "I'm sorry, please don't get me wrong, actually... I'm a homosexual. "

Fang Sishen and Hong Xinyao were not too surprised. After all, they had talked about this topic more than once when they were gossips about Tai Shigong, and they only felt a kind of "so it is" sigh.Of course, young master Hong's gloomy excitement of peeping into the privacy is not mentioned.

Hu Yixin had no prejudice against this at all, and the topic came from himself, so he smiled very generously: "This really makes me sad, what a charming handsome guy from a foreign country, he doesn't want a girlfriend, only a boyfriend." He said with a casual smile, "You must have a boyfriend, right? If you throw it in China and across the ocean, you won't be afraid of being lonely and unbearable?"

It was just a joke, but I didn't expect Wei Deli to explain seriously: "I only had a boyfriend when I first entered college, but they broke up soon because of personality differences, and I have been single ever since. I have passed the impulse As the age of love, I just hope to find someone who truly loves me for the rest of my life. I have been looking for it all these years, and now, I feel that I have finally found it—”

He spoke with bright eyes, and the three of them were puzzled.Wei Deli took out the pale pink champagne rose from the vase on the table (real flowers are used in the boxes of high-end hotels), and held it in front of Fang Sishen with both hands:

"Fang, I'm sorry, I know you don't have a girlfriend. If, if, it's possible, would you...give me a chance?"