In the early morning, Lu Shouyu was sitting on the balcony, with the sun, beach and waves in front of him, and behind him was a comfortable living room whose room temperature had been lowered by central air conditioning.
The glass door of the living room is wide open, and the cool wind comes out of the room, making this empty balcony pleasant.
Lu Shouyue leisurely enjoyed the text score imported into his iPad, silently reading the score and humming the melody. After only humming a sentence or two, he felt that the tune was very familiar. Where had he heard it?
He clicked on the video of Xiao Chong playing the piano that Lin Wanwan sent to him on his phone, and suddenly said: "Oh, it's actually this one."
Lu Shouyue smiled slightly and sent a WeChat message to Lin Wanwan: "Wanwan, I didn't look carefully at the tone of the calligraphy sheet before. I was just looking at the authenticity and calligraphy. Now I look at it again and I'll tell you good news.
The value of the score can be increased, and masters in the guqin world should also be interested in collecting it.
If it is authenticated, it confirms two things.
First, the story of Boya and Zhong Ziqi is not just a story, it is a true story, as evidenced by "High Mountains and Flowing Waters"; secondly, "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", which has been lost in the long river of history, has come out again, and is so touching that it will definitely trigger the guqin
The world is shaken.
Do you plan to auction it? If so, I can help you put it into operation and build momentum for two or three months before auctioning it. The price will be ideal."
After clicking send, there was no reply from Lin Wanwan.
Lu Shouyue sighed helplessly and became a missing person again. He didn't know if he hadn't gotten up yet or if he was out alone again. Anyway, he wouldn't be called.
Hey, he thought that by inviting Lin Wanwan to Qiongya, they would travel and play together, and their relationship would naturally develop by leaps and bounds! Unexpectedly, the first step after getting off the plane was disrupted because Lin Wanwan insisted on staying in a hotel.
You can't touch the other person's figure.
Lu Shouyue was suddenly startled when he thought of staying in a hotel.
Yes, why don’t I live next to her? Why do I want to hang out with Lao Wang, a person I hate? I listen to them drunkenly and happily downstairs, while I sit alone on the balcony on the second floor like a fool.
Watch the sea and read a book.
Lu Shouyue slapped his forehead and cried because he was stupid, but now he regretted it because the two of them had agreed to fly back tonight.
He couldn't help but click on the shopping website on his iPad. After big data analysis, the home page recommended content that he had searched for before. A copy of "Love Secrets - A Manual for the Training of Being Single" was listed.
Lu Shouyue stared at the book cover for a moment with disgust and hesitation. When he was about to place an order and go to the house where he didn't usually live, Wang Bocheng's voice suddenly came from the door, and he hurriedly switched back to the screen of the text score.
Intellectuals and visiting professors cannot lose their status.
Before the door was fully opened, Wang Bocheng's voice rang first: "Lao Lu, what are you doing? Come down quickly, we are playing bullfighting, come and team up with me."
"Okay." Lu Shouyue put down his iPad, stood up and walked over. It's good to go play a game and get sweaty, otherwise people will start to act stupid.
The day's plan begins in the morning, how could he be so stupid at breakfast?
***
In a dilapidated and dark alley near the dock, a house filled with the smell of medicine and made of only a few broken boards and straw stood quietly.
In front of the house, an old woman and a child were standing in front of the useless broken door, looking absentmindedly.
Her son and her father, the only pillars of the family, have not returned since they went out last night.
The two of them caught a crab on the beach in the morning. After cooking it, each of them ate half of it to satisfy their stomachs. From last night to now, they haven't eaten any other food.
Although the two of them were grunting with hunger, the most terrifying thing at this time was not that they were hungry, but that the man who came back on time every day to help them and their grandson stutter had not returned today after the You hour.
"Grandma, why hasn't dad come back yet?" The little girl raised her withered but cleanly combed head and looked at her grandma with doubts on her face.
"It's okay, your father just got caught up in something. He will be back soon." The forty-year-old woman, who has experienced sixty years of experience, touched the little girl's head. Although she was very anxious, she felt
It doesn't show on the face.
In fact, she knew exactly what her son was doing when he went out last night. Otherwise, how could a simple beggar support two burdensome people? And one of them was a medicine jar.
Although she was able to weave some cloth to supplement her household income, she was unable to cope with her frail health and often needed to drink medicine to stay alive.
He hasn't come back yet. Could it be that his son was caught last night? Was he sent to prison, or...
The old woman's mind flashed back to the story of a thief who stole food from a gentleman's house a few years ago and was beaten half to death and thrown into the street. He died that night and was thrown into a mass grave. The thief died.
Beggar, the government didn't even ask.
They are all runaways, and they are not being reorganized. If the government does not arrest them, it is considered a good thing. Who cares about their lives?
She thought about the many tragic endings that her son might have. Regret and heartache lingered in her mind, and she struggled repeatedly. She shouldn't have taken the medicine, she shouldn't have been alive... But if she died, who would take care of this poor child? Her father
But I don’t know how to take care of a baby.
While I was struggling, the sound of running suddenly sounded in the alley.
The old man and the young man were startled, and they raised their eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Under the backlight, the setting sun illuminated the visitor into a dark shadow. Even so, the two people immediately recognized who the visitor was.
"Abba, it's Abba who's back!"
The little girl broke free from the old woman's hand, opened her arms and ran towards the man.
The person who came was none other than Sun Cheyao. He picked up his daughter, put her on his shoulders, and walked happily to the old woman.
"Amai (Qiongzhou dialect), let's go and enjoy the blessings with me." Sun Cheyao took out a piece of chocolate wrapped in dirty oil paper from his arms that had already melted, and handed it to the old woman, "Eat, this is good.
thing."
The old woman took the chocolate and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth: "Bao, you eat it, grandma doesn't like it."
Then she grabbed Sun Chueyao and groped up and down. There were no wounds or signs of being beaten. She breathed a sigh of relief, slapped him on the arm, and said: "I've been out for so long without saying a word."
The little girl quickly hugged her father's head with one hand and stuffed the remaining half piece of chocolate into the old woman's mouth with the other hand. She also had half a piece of chocolate in her little mouth and muttered: "No beating, no beating, okay."
Eat, grandma eats."
Sun Chueyao received a slap, but he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he said with a smile: "Your son, I have met a god! Come on, let's sleep in a spacious and clean cabin tonight!"
"What cabin, what gods? Are you confused?" The old woman was confused.
Sun Che Yao looked around and saw that the dilapidated neighbors were living a very difficult life. He was naturally indifferent and indifferent to other people's affairs, so no one looked here.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, he pulled up the lapel of his clothes, took out the glass beads and gave the old woman a quick look, then dragged her away: "Quick, grandma, let's go quickly. It will be difficult to walk on the mountain road after the sun goes down."
The old woman was dazzled by the shiny thing that just caught her eye, and was pulled out again. She couldn't help but said anxiously: "The door is not closed yet."
Sun Yaohao said angrily: "Why are you closing the door? I don't want all these rags. Girl, let's live in a big boat!"
"Oh, let's go live on the big ship!" The little girl happily sat on her father's shoulders and clapped her hands.
The old woman still wanted to look back, but was pushed forward by Sun Chueyao, blaming, nostalgic, and looking forward to following her son towards the light.