The black business car speeds along the dusk-covered highway, shooting into the vast distance like a bullet. One after another, cities and countryside quickly encounter it, and are instantly left behind by it.
Xiaowa drove the car with his head noisily, and felt that the red clouds all over the sky were like the sharp light of Fahai's golden bowl for absorbing demons, illuminating him, the little demon, with nowhere to hide.
In the past three hours, his heart has not been quiet for a second. People all over the world are clamoring: Brother Yu, what does he think of me now? Will he not believe me in the future? Are we still brothers now? I
What can we do to repair the rift between us? Have I lost Brother Yu? Oh my god, he actually wants to come to my house to see my breasts...
"Xiao Wow, come down from the service area in front of you." Suddenly Xiao Xingyu patted the back of his chair, "You've been driving for a long time, let me change with you."
Xiaowa said "Ah" and immediately said: "Brother Yu, I'm fine, I'm not tired at all!"
Yes, he has never been so energetic in his life.
Xiao Xingyu didn't respond for a long time, and the air was still.
Xiaowa looked doubtfully, and Xiao Xingyu seemed to consider his words in silence for a few seconds: "You drove your sister-in-law so hard that she couldn't fall asleep."
Xiaowa took a breath, and the next second, she felt a trace of resentment in her heart.
How can it be?!
Among the brothers, his other skills may not be as good as others, but when it comes to driving, he is definitely as stable as a Russian-Ukrainian battlefield, okay?!
What's more, this is an asphalt pavement that has been pressed flat and smooth by a road roller.
Xiaowa secretly glanced at the folded back seat from the rearview mirror and saw Zhang Moyan with his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed. He was indeed a little tired but unable to fall asleep.
snort!
The good impression I had just recovered on her not long ago suddenly dropped again. Women are just pretentious!
When he arrived at the service area, Xiao Xingyu asked Xiaowa to call home first to report. He then put on a mask and went to the store to buy rice dumplings and hot drinks, and got into the driver's seat when he came back.
Xiaowa returned to the car after the phone call. While she was worried, she held two soft jujube bean paste rice dumplings and a cup of longan and rose tea. She felt so mixed in her heart that she couldn't tell what it was like.
The car drove out for about ten minutes, and the sound of plastic bags rattling in the back seat gradually disappeared. Xiaowa couldn't help but look back, and saw that the woman with long hair and cheeks, whose brows had been frowning just now, had completely flattened out, and she was really fast asleep.
Already.
Xiaowa's lips trembled, and tears of grievance rolled in her eyes. This, this is really bullying!
Is there really such a big difference between him driving and Brother Yu driving?!
Xiaowa turned his head and took a sip of hot tea with a mixture of sadness and anger. He almost spit out the water when he said, "Ahem!" Go ahead, it's still sweet!
"What's going on?" Xiao Xingyu took the time to glance at him: "Isn't it delicious?"
"No, it tastes good. I drank too much..." Xiaowa dared not say anything in anger.
Xiao Xingyu warned me: "It's delicious, so take it easy and don't make too much noise."
Xiaowa repeatedly said yes and took two sips of the sugar water in a very expressive voice.
The sun was setting, and night was gradually falling. The taillights of red cars were overtaken in the field of vision, and no one spoke in the car for a long time.
Xiaowa was sitting on pins and needles in the silence. Wasn't the tone when Brother Yu told him about changing cars earlier too harsh? It seems that he is usually more casual than that... Also, he actually went to buy food by himself instead of doing errands.
I go?
Xiaowa's thoughts collapsed like a mudslide.
"Brother Yu..." After an unknown amount of time, he finally summoned up the courage to shout timidly.
"Huh?" Xiao Xingyu glanced at half of his face in the light and darkness.
Xiaowa slurred her lips repeatedly, her heart rolled in her stomach, and finally she choked out: "I'm not a bad person, absolutely not!"
Xiao Xingyu: "..."
He was immediately amused by Xiaowa and comforted him: "I'm overthinking it. I never said you had any other purpose for approaching me."
Xiaowa was shocked and stunned, and couldn't let go: "Yu, Brother Yu, you have already said..."
Xiao Xingyu couldn't bear it and slapped him: "Are you a woman? Are you so sensitive? If I ask you to stop thinking, please stop thinking and take a rest. I'll let you drive in an hour!"
"Brother Yu, that object is a plum vase. I returned it to my grandma... I'm afraid it won't be easy to get it back." Xiaowa said weakly.
Xiao Xingyu thought, "Isn't it easy? Your Wang family planned to give this to Zhang Moyan. It's not easy now. It's probably because you didn't give it to Zhang Moyan when you returned it to your grandma!"
But now that the matter has come to this, there is no emotion on his face and he just says seriously: "In the future, when encountering such a big matter, you must discuss it with more people."
"Well, I know Brother Yu," Xiaowa lowered his head and blamed himself, then suddenly raised his head and said firmly: "But that plum vase should have nothing to do with azure glazed porcelain!"
Xiao Xingyu: "Oh? So sure?"
Xiaowa turned half of his body to Xiao Xingyu: "I privately asked an institution to test the aging coefficient of the glaze of the plum vase, and it was determined to be an object from the mid-Ming Dynasty. My ancestors changed their profession during the Southern Song Dynasty, grinding tofu and selling it.
Regarding tea, no one in the construction industry has made porcelain anymore. The rumors in the world are all false. I have never heard anything about it in my more than 20 years of living at home. If this plum vase really hides the azure
The secret of glazed porcelain must be at least an object from the Song Dynasty, right?"
Xiao Xingyu was silent, and then a low but clear voice sounded from behind: "Is the aging coefficient of the glaze the decisive data?"
"Are you awake?" Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan who had already stood up in the rearview mirror and clicked his tongue, "Pull up the blanket. Don't get cold."
Then he explained: "Glaze is a layer of glassy material on the surface of porcelain. After firing, it will transform into non-glassy material with the oxidation of time. Through detection and calculation, the firing age of porcelain can be judged, which is relatively accurate data."
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"Oh..." Zhang Moyan was wrapped in a blanket and stared into the dark night ahead, her fair and beautiful side face reflected in the faint moonlight. No one knew what she was thinking at the moment.
Xiao Wawala added: "Let me tell you, this plum vase must have been bought by some ancestor of my family at a huge price because they saw the beautiful gilded filigree pictures. Because it was very expensive, it was kept as a treasure. In fact, it's nothing.
Xiao Xingyu was speechless: "The filigree gilt craft is a unique decorative feature of enamel and pastel. It emerged in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Do you know that for filigree gilt, you have to find an institution to test it to know its age?"
The air seemed to be still for a moment.
Xiaowa's clear and round eyes revealed innocent stupidity: "Brother Yu, this... you are an expert and you can tell it at a glance, but I am not."
Xiao Xingyu glanced at Xiaowa speechlessly: "You don't know how to search online?"
Xiaowa pursed her lips tightly and was about to cry.
Zhang Moyan changed the subject in time: "Xiao Wow, you said the filigree gilt painting on the bottle is very beautiful. How can it be beautiful?"
Xiaowa got off the donkey along the slope and immediately said: "The painting is beautiful! It's colorful, and the painting on the bottle is "Sima Guang Smashing a Vat". The children are chubby and very lively and cute! I can do it even if I don't know how to paint.
It’s a good thing to know.”
Xiao Xingyu glanced at Xiaowa from the corner of his eyes and asked: "The Picture of Sima Guang Smashing a Vat"?
"Well, "Sima Guang Smashing the Vat Picture"," Xiaowa used his hands and feet to depict, "a big vat, several anxious children, some standing on the vat, some shouting people everywhere on the ground, and a little boy holding hands
I took a big stone inside, it must be Sima Guang, he just smashed the big vat, a big hole was broken in the vat, water flowed out from the hole, and a little girl rushed out of the water."
Xiao Xingyu remained silent.
Zhang Moyan noticed something strange from his expression: "Xingyu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Xiao Xingyu frowned slightly: "Sima Guang smashing the vat is a story often expressed in porcelain..."
He paused thoughtfully, then shook his head: "I can't describe the feeling."
Xiaowa's thick eyebrows were furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "Sichuan". It was obvious that he had never felt anything was wrong.
At four o'clock in the morning, the group finally arrived in Ruyang, and the car parked silently in the courtyard of a local hotel dedicated to government receptions.
The night shift guy at the front desk greeted me politely and with a smile: "Sir, do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, wait a moment," Xiao Xingyu turned around and looked at Zhang Moyan, "Honey, our ID cards!"
Zhang Moyan paused. The word "wife" was so natural that she didn't know who Xiao Xingyu was calling. Xiao Xingyu smiled and walked over to her, hugged her and walked forward, whispering quietly into her ear.
: "Hey, I'm calling you! Why don't you agree?"
Zhang Moyan's ears felt hot and he took out their ID cards from his bag and handed them to Xiao Xingyu. Xiao Xingyu held back a smile and took the ID cards and handed them to the guy at the front desk.
The little brother typed on the keyboard for a while: "Hello, Mr. Xiao, you have reserved a double bed room..."
Zhang Moyan couldn't hear clearly what the little brother said after that. He only heard "a double bed room". A sense of self-blame for not learning well fell from the sky, but the next second he thought again, yes, she and Xiao Xingyu
They were already a registered legal couple, and they would definitely sleep in the same room. But... the intense scene last night made her a little frightened...
I didn't know how I managed to complete the check-in formalities. When I came back to my senses, Xiaowa had already said goodbye to them as if she was swearing through her tired eyes.
"Brother Yu, you guys go up and have a rest! I'll go home first, tomorrow or not today! I will definitely kowtow to my grandma and say good things early in the morning! You guys wait for my news!"
"Go ahead," Xiao Xingyu raised his chin, hugged Zhang Moyan with one arm and waved goodbye to him easily, "Don't be too stressed. By the way, don't forget to take the hairy crabs from the trunk and give them to your home.
