Around ten o'clock, Yang Bowen rushed to the school and met Liu Xiulan who had just come out of the office.
"Yes, you are?"
Liu Xiulan nodded and looked at Yang Bowen's appearance. She did not recall which student's parent this was, so she was a little confused.
"Hello, Teacher Liu, it's like this. I'm Xia Xu's uncle. I'm here to ask for a leave for him."
Yang Bowen stepped forward with a familiar smile and explained his intention.
"Ask for leave?"
Thinking of the phone call Xia Xu had received before in class, Liu Xiulan was a little confused, but she still said: "Is there anything important? Now is the last 100 days before the college entrance examination in the senior year of high school. If it is not necessary, it is best not to ask for leave.
It’s easy to fall behind on review progress…”
"I understand, Teacher Liu, it's like this. An elder in the family has been admitted to the hospital. I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left. The old man has been thinking about Xia Xu being lonely and helpless here, so he wants to meet him. By the way, I want to give instructions to my uncles and brothers.
Take more care or something..."
I don’t know if the talent of ‘Intelligence Collection’ also includes acting skills, but Yang Bowen’s performance is extremely lifelike, and the sorrow and sigh on his face are so sympathetic.
"This...then you really should go and see it."
Liu Xiulan was also moved by this, sighed, and said: "Let's see, I'll give Xia Xu a day and a half of leave, and then there are two days on the weekend, which should be enough for a round trip, right?"
"That's enough, that's enough. It's just enough for a round trip, and you can still have time to spend some time with the old man."
Yang Bowen is also a good person. When he heard this, he immediately understood that Liu Xiulan subconsciously thought that the "old man" was in the countryside or out of town. He was just asking for a half-day leave for Xia Xu. Naturally, he was happy to overfulfill the task and kept agreeing.
After getting the leave note from Liu Xiulan, he quickly went to Xia Xu to report the good news.
"How's it going? Is it done?"
Xia Xu was still waiting anxiously at the door of the classroom.
Yang Bowen took the leave note and asked for credit: "Hey, you overfulfilled the task. Boss, you will never imagine how much leave your head teacher has approved for you."
"How much longer can it be, at least half a day, and at most just one more day, and then it will be Saturday and Sunday. No matter how generous the teacher is, he will not issue the leave until after the holidays."
Xia Xufeng calmly exposed Yang Bowen's showoff.
Of course, I am still happy. After all, having this extra day off means not coming to school for three and a half consecutive days. Not only is it convenient to do things, but more importantly, my own safety is also more guaranteed.
"Hey, boss, you are amazing! Whenever you teach me how to do it, you have never taught me seriously."
"The books I ordered for you online will arrive soon. You can learn these by yourself from books on criminal investigation and the like."
"No, that thing gives me a headache. I've been dozing off since I was a child when I saw the book. Otherwise, I wouldn't have..."
"That's because you haven't found anyone you're interested in. Trust me..."
The two of them were talking and walked directly outside the school gate.
However, the two of them obviously did not expect this, or did not expect it at all. Yang Bowen's words about a boss seemed to have been listened to by Ma Bing and others in the class.
"Fuck, what did I hear just now? The man who came to ask for leave from Xia Xu actually called Boss Xia Xu!"
"Didn't you say he was his uncle?"
"I understand. Xia Xu must have hired someone to ask for leave for him. It's so fun. This trick is really too good. I'll try it another day."
"What kind of brains are there? They are obviously very familiar with each other. How could it be as simple as hiring someone to ask for leave? I think Xia Xu must be the legendary hidden rich second generation. He deliberately keeps a low profile and pretends to be poor just to find a girlfriend who doesn't want his money...
"
"Oh, you're not here for me, are you? Do you want me to agree?"
"Don't be crazy. Our Brother Xu has a clear goal. If we are looking for him, we are looking for Tang Youxin. Haven't you seen the two of them getting so close recently..."
"I would say that Xia Xu is not the second generation of rich people, but the second generation of officials. I just heard that man say that he wanted to study criminal investigation or something. Maybe Xia Xu's family is a police boss..."
When the two people's voices gradually faded away, the class was in an uproar, and the discussion was in full swing.
Xia Xu obviously didn't know what happened after he left, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. They were just trivial rumors and would have no impact on his request for leave.
In middle school and high school, no matter whether it is right or wrong, it is a very shameful thing to report to the teacher. Most people are not willing to tell the teacher even if they are being bullied, let alone if it is someone else's matter.
Besides, what if they are reported to the police? Normally, teachers will not make a fuss and do things that ruin the academic future of students. If it does not go too far, at most they will get angry and reprimand and call the parents.
To other people his age, this was a terrifying event, like the sky was falling, but it really didn't hurt him.
Getting back to the topic, Xia Xu and Yang Bowen called a car and rushed to the place where they found the old man at the construction site.
The location he selected was indeed correct. The old man at the construction site appeared right next to the construction site he was looking for last time. It seemed that he really did not appear until the plot of The Dying Man was about to unfold.
When I came to the corner of the construction site, I saw a dark blue fiber cloth spread on the ground, with several stalls with clay utensils placed on it.
The stall owner was a skinny old man wearing a camouflage uniform and a yellow helmet. His face and body were dirty, and his trouser legs were stained with mud marks splashed from nowhere.
Looking at the stall, the blue fiber cloth underneath is a very common rain cloth. It has been covered with a thin layer of dust due to the smoke and dirt around the construction site. There are six or seven old-looking items in the center.
utensils.
These utensils look exactly like that. One is a mottled and simple vase full of textures, two human statues that are slightly larger than a palm and look like a pair, a goat sculpture of the same size, and a palm-sized bowl.
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Several items vaguely appear to be of white jade-like texture, but are covered with a thick layer of dirt, so the overall look is earthy brown, and at first glance they look like clay pottery.
The most eye-catching item is the last one, a ceramic Guanyin statue. Not that this is so exquisite, but it is the largest in the entire stall, taller than an adult's calf.
"Uncle, are these antiques?"
Xia Xu and Yang Bowen walked to the stall as if they were joining in the fun, squatted down, touched and looked around.
"Shh, keep your voice down, they were just dug out from the construction site."
The old man in camouflage uniforms had a guilty look on his face and told Xia Xu to lower his voice. At the same time, he also lowered his voice: "These are all good things. I dug them out together with my coworkers. Little brother, please don't say anything."
Xia Xu was noncommittal. He picked up the two small dolls and looked through them. They were well carved. When he turned to the base, he saw that the recessed bases were clearly engraved with inscriptions. One was made in the Qianlong Year and the other
Cixi year system.
"Uncle, although I don't understand this very well, is Cixi also a year?"
Seeing this signature, Xia Xu couldn't help but smile.
"How could I know that?"
The old man at the construction site had an honest look on his face: "I don't understand this. I just dug it out by chance. The workers are waiting for the money. If you sincerely want it, I will give you a cheaper price."