Qin Feng fell silent after hearing this. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Zimo, even if this thing is valuable, it is still a gift from me to you. This money... I can't take it!"
"Qin Feng, I said you are too stubborn. Don't say that you don't have the ability to give me such an expensive gift now. Even if you have it, I won't feel at ease accepting it. Don't be so stubborn. You have to accept the money.
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After hearing Qin Feng's words, Liu Zimo was a little dumbfounded. This guy is good at everything, but his self-esteem is a little too strong, so strong that he is almost sensitive.
"That's what you said, okay, I'll accept the money, but I only want half of it, and you can help me return the other half to Grandpa Liu."
Qin Feng thought for a moment, divided half of the money, handed it to Liu Zimo and said: "There is no problem eating at your house, but my sister and I will not live there. In addition, I want Grandpa Liu to teach me how to distinguish antiques.
This money is considered as tuition fee."
Qin Feng didn't have a very good relationship with the children around him. He didn't want to take his sister to look at other people's eyes, so he didn't want to live in the Liu family.
There is a more important point, that is, whenever he sees other parents reprimanding or loving his own children, Qin Feng always feels an unspeakable pain in his heart.
As for learning how to identify antiques, Qin Feng was a little cautious, because the broken glass bottle was worth so much, which really shocked him. He didn't want to pass by any treasures in the future just because he didn't understand.
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"You're such a freak, why are you learning those things?"
Liu Zimo stared at Qin Feng for a long time, shook his head and said, "I can't make the decision. You keep the money. You can talk to grandpa tomorrow."
Although his name is elegant, Liu Zimo loves martial arts and dislikes writing, and his martial arts is even better than Qin Feng. This is why Mr. Liu keeps him by his side, because he wants to pass on the mantle to him.
"Okay, I will talk to Grandpa Liu tomorrow."
Qin Feng nodded, glanced at the sky, and said, "It's time for me to go back. I'll take you to catch crickets another day. A general appeared in Lao Li's pepper field, but he ran away."
"Okay, don't forget it." Hearing Qin Feng's words, Liu Zimo suddenly smiled. If Qin Feng hadn't been in a hurry to go home and take care of his sister, he might have dragged him to catch crickets now.
After bidding farewell to Liu Zimo, Qin Feng walked through a mass of graves before returning to his "home" beside the railway. Dahuang, who was lying outside the door, quietly shook his tail at Qin Feng.
As the saying goes, a biting dog never barks. Dahuang, who was raised by the Qin Feng brothers and sisters since he was a child, is just a local dog, but he is extremely ferocious. Even the big wolfdog guarding the martial arts school in the town would bite him when he saw it.
The tail hides and walks away.
A few days ago, a man who was driven crazy during the turmoil came here inexplicably. If Qin Feng hadn't stopped Dahuang earlier when he came back, the man's throat would have been bitten off by Dahuang.
After rubbing the hair on Dahuang's neck affectionately, Qin Feng gently opened the door. The candle on the table was almost burned out, and the thin flame seemed to be extinguished at any time.
After helping his sister keep the thin quilt that she kicked off, Qin Feng fell asleep with his clothes on. He had never taken off his clothes to sleep since the accident at home five years ago.
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"Qin Jia, if you continue to disobey me, my brother will no longer want you!"
Standing at the door of Railway Primary School, Qin Feng frowned. Although he and his sister were still wearing old clothes today, they were very neat. Even people who saw them often would not be able to recognize that this was Qin at first glance.
Brother and sister Feng.
However, the little girl's stubbornness exceeded Qin Feng's expectations.
Just when he brought his sister to the school to register, Qin Jia, who had already completed the fourth and fifth grade courses in elementary school, pretended to be crazy in front of the teacher and failed even the simplest entrance exam.
"Bad brother, you don't want Jia Jia anymore, no one will love Jia Jia anymore!"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, the little girl grinned and started crying, "Jiajia doesn't want to go to school, Jiajia wants to be with her brother, and she will always be with her brother!"
For Qin Jia, the memory of this world was not very good. Except for her brother, she received a lot of ridicule and look-downs. Although she did not hate those people, Qin Jia still could not convince herself to study and learn with them.
Life.
"Okay, if Jiajia doesn't cry, it's my brother's fault. Oh, forget it, if you don't want to go to school, then you can't go to school."
Looking at his crying sister, Qin Feng's heart seemed to have been violently grabbed by a pair of big hands. The phrase "elder brother is like father" couldn't be more appropriate for him. Every time the little girl behaves like this
Cry, Qin Feng will always compromise.
However, Qin Feng was still a little angry, because after taking the money from Liu Zimo yesterday, he was already planning to apply for his and his sister's household registration in the town, and it only cost 80 yuan.
After registering for residence, his sister went to school again, and Qin Feng also planned to learn a trade to make money. In this way, they would not be looked at differently by people in the town in the future, but his sister could not understand his painstaking efforts.
"Brother, do you keep what you say?" Qin Jia's fingers covering her face revealed a gap.
"Forget it, don't cry. My brother will take you to Brother Zimo's house to play. You have to be obedient." Qin Feng smiled helplessly. Even if he knew that his sister was pretending, he couldn't bear to discipline his only one in the world.
relatives.
"Jia Jia is the most obedient." After hearing his brother's words, Qin Jia put down the hand covering her face, her eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes that made Qin Feng unable to think of any punishment.
"Forget it, I won't go if I don't want to. Once I learn about antiques and make money, no one will dare to look down on us anymore."
Shaking his head, Qin Feng took his sister's hand and walked to Liu's house.
Qin Feng was greatly inspired by the snuff bottle incident. He decided to postpone the household registration, use the money as capital, and collect rags instead of collecting rags. Even if he could only receive one valuable thing a month, it would be far less than
There is money to be made by picking up rags.
After Mr. Liu spoke and Liu Zimo took care of him, those young men who didn't like Qin Feng didn't look for trouble. After taking his sister for lunch, Qin Feng was called into the back hall by Mr. Liu.
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"Little guy, do you really want to learn the knowledge of antique appreciation?"
Liu Yunjiao still has a lot of affection for Qin Feng, but he can't see clearly the child's numerology. In addition, Qin Feng's violent temper and his short-lived death made him subconsciously not want to get too involved with him.
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"Grandpa Liu, yes, this hundred yuan is my tuition fee!"
Qin Feng nodded seriously and placed ten ten-yuan bills in front of Mr. Liu. He was a very sensitive person and could vaguely feel the old man's thoughts in his heart.
"Forget the money, giving you two hundred yuan is a bit small, so you don't need to give it to me."
Mr. Liu waved his hand. He has a large property in Taiwan, which is managed by his third son. Although he is not a rich man, he can be considered a rich man and does not care about this small amount of money.
"You're a smart kid. You know how to teach a man how to fish rather than teach him how to fish. As the saying goes, antiques flourish in troubled times. Now that the world is at peace, the antique market is about to flourish."
Looking at Qin Feng, the old man's eyes were filled with approval, and he continued: "Master leads me in. Cultivation is personal. In my place, you can only look, but you can't ask, can you do it?"
This indifferent request shows that Mr. Liu has also made plans. If Qin Feng can avoid this disaster, he will take him under his sect. If he cannot avoid it, then everything will be over.
Qin Feng nodded and said: "Yes, Grandpa Liu, don't worry, Qin Feng will never cause you trouble."
"Okay, let me tell you about this snuff bottle today. It's a good thing. I also had one made by the palace back then, but I don't know where it was thrown away..."
When Liu Yunjiao was in Taiwan, he worked as a martial arts instructor at the Presidential Office. He had a lot of exposure to those precious antiques, and his knowledge was unparalleled.
In the mainland back in 1992, there were not many people collecting antiques, let alone in this remote town. Liu Yunjiao usually couldn't find anyone to communicate with, and he was feeling bored. At this moment, the chat box opened up.
, but I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.
This lecture lasted for two or three hours, which made Liu Yunjiao feel thirsty. However, Qin Feng was also a good listener, and he flattered him from time to time, which greatly comforted the old man.
Qin Feng's eyes dazzled after hearing the old man's words quoted from classics. He never imagined that a small broken glass bottle had so many specialties.
"Okay, I'll tell you about calligraphy and painting tomorrow. Let's go find Zimo."
After looking at the time, it was almost time for the children to practice martial arts. The old man stopped talking, but when Qin Feng walked out of the house, he stopped him again and told him: "You don't want to do anything these days."
Run around, let alone fight with others. If I find out that you have done this, please don't come here again."
Although he knew some physiognomy, Liu Yunjiao was not in this business after all. He could only see that Qin Feng would be in trouble within a year and a half. He had no way to resolve it, so he could only make some suggestions.
Qin Feng.
"Grandpa Liu, I understand."
Qin Feng nodded and agreed, and ran out of the room happily. The knowledge the old man talked about today seemed to open a door and window for him, allowing him to touch a world he had never seen before.
With the care of Mr. Liu, the lives of Qin Feng brother and sister have also undergone great changes.
The two people who used to hang out in garbage dumps now walked around the streets, collecting rags such as toothpaste, peelings, and paper from households during the day, but at night they worked hard at Liu's house to practice martial arts.
Qin Feng's diet had improved when he was growing. In less than half a year, at the age of thirteen, he had grown so much that he actually grew to nearly 1.7 meters tall, with patches of tendons growing on his body.
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