Hearing the sound of the bronze dagger falling to the ground, Ning Min'er's heart was broken, and she sadly prepared to open the door and leave.
At this time, grandfather Ning Haifan's voice came from behind.
"Girl, please wait a moment and talk to your mother. Haidong, please bring that bronze dagger over and show it to grandpa."
When Ning Weiguo threw the dagger on the ground just now, Ning Haifan heard something was wrong with the sound, which was dull and steady.
Coupled with the reflection of the light, I could faintly see a very small inscription on one side of the scabbard of the bronze dagger, so I stopped Ning Min'er.
Hearing her grandfather calling her, Ning Miner stopped and turned around to look at her grandfather in surprise.
Grandpa Ning Haifan was seen taking the bronze dagger Liu Shiba had given him and turning it over and over in his hand.
Not only that, the hands holding the short sword trembled slightly for a long time...
"Daughter-in-law, go get my reading glasses and magnifying glass."
Ning Haifan's eyes were shining at this time, his waist was not bent, and his back was not hunched. He was sitting upright on the sofa, looking at the dagger in his hand with a solemn expression.
Looking up at Ning Min'er standing by the door, Ning Haifan said with a smile:
"My dear granddaughter, come on! Come and sit down next to grandpa, and tell me about that boy from the mountains.
If you really get out of this family, will you be willing to give up your grandfather and your mother? Silly boy, your grandfather will make the decision for you in everything. As for your father, you should ignore him..."
Hearing what grandpa said, Ning Min'er hesitated, walked back a few steps crying, squatted obediently next to Ning Haifan, and said coquettishly:
"Grandpa, I can't let go, but I can't let go of that bad boy either. I want to be by his side."
"Hahahaha, him? Which him?"
Ning Haifan laughed heartily and looked dotingly at the little girl he had held in his arms and carried on his shoulders since childhood.
The little girl has now become a big girl, has her own opinions, and dares to challenge her father!
Okay...this is the girl from my Ning family!
At this time, Ning Miner's father, Ning Weiguo, remained strangely silent, looking thoughtfully at the bronze dagger in the old man's hand, sitting alone on the sofa and sulking.
After a while, Ning Weiguo's daughter-in-law Li Meijia brought over the old man's reading glasses and magnifying glass.
Putting on his reading glasses, Ning Haifan patted Ning Miner's back lovingly and said with a smile:
"Come, dear granddaughter, go and move the small coffee table over there to grandpa, so that grandpa can take a good look at his grandson-in-law and see what good things he can give to your father."
"Grandpa? Please stop laughing at me. You don't know how difficult it is to meet someone you like."
Ning Miner's face turned red with embarrassment, and she stood up to move the small coffee table!
That small rosewood coffee table is said to be the private collection of a court official in the Ming and Qing dynasties.
You can see with the bright light that this four-legged coffee table is about one meter high, with a "Taihu stone" inlaid on the surface.
In order to stabilize the structure of the coffee table, the four sides of the upper end are jointed with carved boards and the four sides of the bottom of the legs are jointed with rungs.
According to the person who gave this coffee table to my grandfather, it is worth at least six million.
Usually, grandpa likes to sit on the garden lounge chair and rock. There is this small coffee table next to him, with a purple clay pot on it.
Every day, grandpa drinks tea and reads the newspaper beside the small coffee table. This small coffee table keeps him company for most of the day.
Before Ning Miner could stand up, the tall and tall Ning Haidong ran over and moved it over, and placed it respectfully at Ning Haifan's feet.
"Be careful, you brat. This old thing has been with me for many years. If it breaks, it will break your leg.
None of you are at home, so you might as well be intimate with this coffee table..."
Ning Haifan's words made everyone in the hall change their expressions, showing a hint of guilt.
To be honest, the elderly need someone to accompany them and talk to them, but over the years, everyone has been busy with their own affairs, family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs, and instead the elderly people's feelings have been ignored.
"dad……"
Hearing his old man's slightly sad tone, even Ning Weiguo, who usually looked extremely tough, couldn't help but choke up.
"Go away! Don't call me daddy. You are just such a precious daughter. Your husband died at such a young age. You are pitiful.
You, a father, still have the heart to kick her out? I don’t have a son like you. If you don’t love Min’er, I still do.”
After Ning Haifan finished speaking, he ignored the old son with a sad face. Instead, he put on reading glasses, a bronze dagger in one hand, and a magnifying glass in the other, concentrating on his own appreciation in the scabbard.
As he watched, Ning Haifan looked particularly solemn and his eyebrows wrinkled...
He bulged his eyes, glanced at the well-behaved Ning Min'er with a wink, pretended to be casual, and asked with a smile:
"What is that boy's name? Where does he live? Where is his hometown?"
"Grandpa, his name is Liu Shiba, and he lives in Liujiatun, Ziyun Town, Xuchang City, Hn Province.
My hometown, it seems to be there, the people of Liujiatun have lived there for generations."
Ning Min'er didn't think of anything else and answered honestly that there was nothing to hide in front of her grandfather.
Hearing Ning Min'er's explanation, a strange look flashed in Ning Haifan's eyes. He gently put down the magnifying glass and tremblingly ordered Ning Weiguo's wife Li Meijia behind him:
"Daughter-in-law, go to my study and bring over the Official Script Tongjian. The bookshelf is on the third floor from bottom to top. Counting from left to right, the thirteenth book is there."
Hearing this, Li Meijia quickly responded and ran to the study behind the hall.
The study room was specially prepared for the old man. Because his legs and feet were inconvenient when he was old, the study room was arranged on the first floor.
Looking at the old man's solemn expression, everyone knew that maybe the short knife lying horizontally on the small coffee table was not simple, and it seemed that it was not a fake as Ning Weiguo said.
At this time, Ning Weiguo was depressed and confused. He even said it was a counterfeit, but the old man was still so serious?
I'm so confused!
I don’t even think about it, but the bronze swords from thousands of years ago are still shining and unstoppable to this day.
It is definitely an imitation cast using modern polishing and cutting technology.
"Dad, that's a fake..."
Ning Weiguo's eyes widened and he couldn't help but add another sentence.
"Didn't you hear me tell you to shut up? You are showing off your authority outside. You are the commander of a military region and it has nothing to do with labor and management!
But labor and capital are not dead yet? At home, I am your father, and you still have to listen to me."
Ning Haifan's words blocked Ning Weiguo's words without any suspense, and he was silent for a long time.
The sky is big and the earth is big, I am the biggest...
Ning Haifan was a hero of the founding of the People's Republic of China. He was once a bandit, and later he followed the founding leaders of China to overthrow the old system.
Otherwise, how could the Ning family have the splendor and glory it has today?
Everything else is easy to say. The old guy's gangster spirit has been well preserved and has not changed for more than half a century.
