Chapter 813: Seven-Year Itch

"The ice wheel rises from the sea island,"

"Seeing the jade rabbit, the jade rabbit rises early in the east,"

"That ice wheel leaves the sea island,"

"The universe is exceptionally bright."

Tong Huimei, dressed in white, stood in the center of the flower hall, just as she was when Li Xuewu first saw her, exceptionally beautiful.

Their first meeting was also in this large mansion, and also in this flower hall. Time flowed, things changed, and people were different.

But the art remained the same, only the skill Li Xuewu heard was much higher.

At the beginning, Ding Wanqiu insisted on pulling him to appreciate this elegant national essence art. Without his taste, he naturally made a fool of himself.

Master Yu's high apprentice, Tong Huimei's master brother, and also Master Zhu's son, Shubao, sang a "Fourth Son Visits His Mother," which was truly amazing. Li Xuewu couldn't distinguish which princess and son-in-law were singing.

Listening to Tong Huimei's "The Drunken Concubine" again today, it was still foggy, but he felt that Tong Huimei today had the tenderness and restraint of Yang Guifei, with a hundred knots of sorrow.

Father Mai and Mother Mai, sitting on the side, looked at each other, and both saw surprise and excitement in each other's eyes.

A song ended, there was no applause, no cheers, and no comments or rewards.

Dreaming back to reality, this is still a deep mansion, the flower hall in front of the monarch.

Tong Huimei's bright eyes turned, her eyes flowed, as if the concubine was still drunk, and the monarch's face looked forward with a smile.

When Jiaojiao handed the tea to her, Tong Huimei woke up, smiled slightly, blessed her body to the two Mai teachers, and then took her sister's tea.

Gentle breeze and fine rain, autumn sorrow, the flower hall is the place where guests were seen before, and also the location where private parties were sung in the old days.

The window lattice is stuck with glass, hot inside and cold outside, and there is already fog on it.

The rainwater dripping from the eaves seems to flow through everyone's heart, with a trace of ripples.

Father Mai glanced at Li Xuewu and said lightly, "Please ask Miss Jin to sing a paragraph."

Li Xuewu nodded, looked at Jin Jiaojiao, and signaled that she could go on stage.

Tong Huimei sat beside Li Xuewu, watching her sister walk in front of everyone, and gave an encouraging smile.

Jin Jiaojiao also smiled slightly, glanced at her sister, and opened her voice:

"Entangled, I suddenly think of the scene of marriage, counting the warmth of the past."

"I can't help but arrange the brocade quilt and embroidered pillow, don't let him down for a spring night worth a thousand gold."

Li Xuewu heard this a lot, Jin Jiaojiao always sang at home.

"Spring Boudoir Dream" learned the singing style from Master Mei's high apprentice Yanqiu. She was young and ambitious, wanting to learn enough skills in this school.

There are so many points, and if you imitate more, you will understand the key points.

Li Xuewu's ears couldn't eat this kind of elegant fine grain, but he was very intoxicated by the voice made during the play in bed.

If you say he understands, Tong Huimei sang, and Jin Jiaojiao sang now, he only felt that it was better than before.

But if you want him to be sure if it is really better, or how much better, how can he understand this.

It may be love for the house and its crow, just thinking it is good.

However, judging from the facial expressions of the three Mai family members, the skills of the two still have something to take.

Jin Jiaojiao ended a song, stepped back to the side, and sat beside Tong Huimei.

Her eyes looked at Master Mai nervously, and then glanced at Brother Wu and her sister in turn.

Tong Huimei was also uneasy in her heart, held her sister's little hand, and looked at Master Mai together.

"Do you have an art name?"

This was asked by Mother Mai after looking at Father Mai. Because both were women, and Li Xuewu was here, words always had to be cautious.

Li Xuewu didn't know the difference between their art name and real name. He had seen their household registration book, which was the current name.

Later generations still understand this industry, but it involves many rules and legal issues between art names and real names.

Is there any dispute about the name in this period?

After all, this belongs to the category of patent or brand rules. There are no private companies, so where do patents and brands come from?

He didn't know that there were many hidden rules and stories behind this art name.

Tong Huimei pulled her sister and stood up together, respectfully said, "Because I haven't left the teacher, the master hasn't given a name."

Father Mai and Mother Mai looked at each other, and then Father Mai looked at Li Xuewu and explained, "I inherited the art name from my master, so I have a small word, and the real name is Mai Tian."

Li Xuewu nodded clearly, understanding what was going on. The meaning was that now to address him, except for relatives, basically call him Mai Xiaotian.

When going out to sing or make money, it is also called this, which counts as a signboard.

Mai Tian also gestured to his lover and said, "My lover is also the same, inheriting the two words of Xiaotong, and the real name is Huilan."

After finishing, he looked at Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao, nodded and said, "We know Master Yu, and we know he has many apprentices, but I didn't expect..."

His words were not finished, but Tong Huimei and the two lowered their heads.

"The son does not speak of the father's fault."

Tong Huimei held her sister's hand, and said in a helpless and determined tone, "We two sisters are already abandoned apprentices, so naturally we dare not call the master's sect, and it is also counted as lonely ghosts."

"Sigh~"

Mai Tian sighed long, "Creation makes people, heaven is like this, it is a robbery that our Pear Garden must have."

After finishing, he nodded, looked at Li Xuewu and said seriously, "We already know the ability and skill of the two girls. Speaking of apprenticeship, that is also a thing of the past."

"Now not only Qin Qin Jingju, all repertoires have entered the transmission society, and we have also entered the school, so it is counted as widely known."

Mai Tian first glanced at his lover, and then said to Li Xuewu, "If you don't dislike it, we will do our best to take over this teaching work."

Tong Huimei and the two looked at each other, full of surprise expressions, especially Master Mai's humble attitude, which made their hanging hearts have a place to fall.

Although they were exceptionally happy, the two still looked at Li Xuewu. This matter still had to be decided by Li Xuewu for them.

Li Xuewu could bring them, naturally hoping that they could have a good learning environment and go further on the road of Qin Qin Jingju.

Seeing Li Xuewu nod, Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao knelt on the ground together, wanting to kowtow to Mai Tian and his wife.

This is a traditional apprenticeship ceremony. The two are not like Mai Qinglan, they don't have the status of a school, and they still keep the old rules.

And the rejection words Mai Tian just said seem to have the ingredients of school teaching, and I don't know how the two understood it, or they don't understand this, or they just want to learn more.

Seeing them like this, Mai Tian and his wife were also caught off guard, stood up and tried to help, but this was not his intention.

People brought by Li Xuewu, how can he take it big, thinking of retreating, having a teaching name is enough, they will also teach with all their strength.

Now Tong Huimei and the two knelt down, directly to the last step, becoming apprentices who inherited the mantle, how can this be.

Since entering the new era, they have not accepted apprentices again, thinking of concentrating on teaching in school.

The teacher is always more respected than the husband, one in the sky, one on the ground.

The new era has not brought them all the suffering of the present, but also the equality and opportunity of turning over to become artists.

Things that were inferior in the past can also enter the hall today and become guests.

These people can walk into the campus and become teachers. The sudden change of identity gradually led to the idea of retirement.

Today's suffering, living under someone else's roof, entrusted by others, but didn't think of reopening the mountain gate to accept apprentices.

But they knelt down, and helping them up is another matter.

Li Xuewu also saw the embarrassment of the two, stood up with a smile and said to Mai Tian, "Old Uncle, we are all a family, and your and Old Aunt's skills also need a inheritance."

Saying that, he gestured to the two kneeling on the ground and said, "They are also sincere in seeking advice, I think it is a good thing for both sides."

"This..."

Mai Tian looked at his lover, and then looked at Li Xuewu, saying, "You also know, now... now we don't have any status and fame, this... this has the suspicion of misleading children."

"If it is not a refusal, please don't be humble."

Li Xuewu said sincerely, "Since ancient times, art has been divided into fame and profit, and master and apprentice are not divided into noble and cheap. Today's suffering may not be tomorrow's sweetness."

Seeing Li Xuewu say this, Mai Tian nodded, looked at the two kneeling on the ground and said, "Get up, child."

Mother Mai reached out and helped the two up, not letting them kowtow again.

Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao were still worried after hearing the rejection words of Master Mai, but now they have shown a smile again.

Hu Huilan held the hands of the two and looked at the faces of the two carefully, nodded with a smile, and looked at her lover to give a confirmation look.

And Mai Tian's heart also moved, knowing what his wife meant, and when he spoke to the two again, he had preparation and confidence.

In the end, it was as they guessed, the two girls in front of them were no longer "girls," no wonder they had such vivid expression understanding when they sang those two small paragraphs.

How can a girl sing the tenderness of a woman, this is a natural obstacle. Can they not hear whether they are girls?

People were brought by Li Xuewu, and they were still raised by Li Xuewu. If they were not Li Xuewu's people, who could they be?

The difficulty they had was that they didn't determine the relationship between them and Li Xuewu.

Waving his hand, he signaled Tong Huimei and the two to sit down, no need to do the tea ceremony again.

These are all virtual. Li Xuewu saved them, arranged accommodation, provided protection, which is enough for them to teach the two with all their strength.

With the relationship between the son-in-law and the daughter, they didn't care about these things.

Mai Tian sat on the chair beside Li Xuewu, drank a cup of tea, looked at Tong Huimei sitting beside Li Xuewu and asked, "Master Yu and the others left in a hurry, do you have any news?"

"No."

Tong Huimei said straightly, "My sister and I were left in the mansion. When we woke up in the morning, the master and others disappeared. The master brother and master sisters scattered, and finally only the two of us were left lonely and helpless."

After finishing, she looked at Li Xuewu and said, "If it weren't for Brother Wu's shelter, the two of us would have hanged ourselves, and it would save us from adding a burden to this world."

Li Xuewu looked at them with a smile, and then said helplessly to Mai Tian, "It's also a coincidence."

"The brothers are all grown up, and they always have to have their own mansion. I am familiar with Master Ding, the owner of this mansion. Through his introduction, I bought Master Yu's mansion to prepare for the brothers to settle down."

While talking, he gestured to Mai Qinglan sitting opposite, "The one Biaozi lives in is it."

Mai Qinglan nodded to indicate that she knew. She was also a student of the school, and she was clear about which teacher in the school lived in the mansion across from the school.

Before, she only knew that there were many young people learning art in that mansion, which was not strange in this alley at the school gate.

Of course, she hadn't seen Tong Huimei and the two, and even if she had seen them, she had no impression.

There are too many handsome men and beautiful women at the gate of the Central Academy of Drama, and everyone is used to it.

She is now looking at the two little apprentices newly accepted by her parents, and she is surprised and emotional. Fate is really impermanent.

There is no friendship with that Master Yu, but now her parents accepted his apprentices, and she married the owner of Master Yu's mansion.

Speaking of this, Mai Qinglan seemed to have a new understanding of Li Xuewu's financial resources.

That mansion is not small. Hearing this just now, it is certain that Li Xuewu bought it personally for Li Wenbiao to get married, and it must cost a lot.

With this financial power and friendship, no wonder he said that if he moved to beat Li Wenbiao, he would beat him, and if he said he would be the master for her, he would be a promise.

If she had such a brother and gave her such great support, she would be convinced.

Until now, Mai Qinglan still didn't understand how the small recycling station earned so much money, and Beijing couldn't hold it, and it had to go to the Steel City for development.

Anyone with a normal brain who hears these words will think it is a joke, but she can't laugh now, because the facts are in front of her.

This Brother Wu also has the financial resources to raise two canaries, and invited her parents to be teachers to teach. Ordinary people can't afford to play this.

She is not a child who doesn't understand anything. She has heard the things her parents said countless times.

Mai Qinglan is not a formal practitioner and has no ability to go on stage, but she is also an insider.

She looks at the matter of raising green clothes very plainly, that is, it happened in front of her eyes, and there are people with relationships, so she thinks more.

Now looking at Brother Wu sitting with the two little junior sisters, she understands a little why Li Wenbiao is romantic.

The words Brother Wu said to her last night were not arrogant and bragging. According to their boldness, it is true that they are not short of women.

This world is really dare not guess, dare not think. People who are not good-looking on the road may be what kind of people.

Just look at Li Wenbiao, who dares to have two objects. The crazy era created fantastic people.

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "Fortunately, I was soft-hearted at that time, and almost let Biaozi's mansion become a haunted house."

Everyone listening to his hell joke couldn't laugh. Isn't this the portrayal of everyone's life in the house?

Except for Li Xuewu.

If it weren't for Li Xuewu, the Mai family's mansion would also become a haunted house, and Mai Qinglan would also be wandering the streets like these two women.

Meeting someone like Li Xuewu is considered lucky. Meeting a villain, even his life can't be left.

Tong Huimei lowered her head and didn't speak, listening to Master Mai talk about the past exchanges with Master Yu, she couldn't help but think of the past.

Apprenticeship, deep sisterhood, Pear Garden is good, but alone.

The master brother is surnamed Zhu, art name Shubao, the third son of Master Zhu, amazing and talented, high talent, worshipped in the master's sect, respected as the master brother.

The two were both top-tier, outstanding students of their master; one was a *xiaodan* and the other a *qingyi*, childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

Originally thought it would be a bird in the same forest, waking up from a dream and flying separately.

Jin Jiaojiao said that the master brother had an old appointment with Master Ma's eldest daughter Hongmei, and it was likely that they were engaged.

The master didn't take her, I am afraid it had something to do with this.

The rain is still fine outside, thinking back to yesterday, it is like a world away.

Thinking carefully, it has only been half a year, things have changed, people have changed, and smoke has disappeared.

With today's apprenticeship, they are no longer rootless duckweeds, their thoughts are clear, and when they look up again, their eyes are clear.

"Master, if there is anything we do wrong or not good in the future, you can beat us or scold us. I hope the master will not hesitate to give advice."

"Good~ Good~ Good~"

Mai Tian said three good words, smiled and accepted the second salute of the two, and then comforted, "Although it is an old person, but the new ceremony, these cumbersome rituals will not be done in the future, just learn art with heart."

After finishing, he smiled at Li Xuewu and said, "It is considered that I picked up a bargain. In the future, when Master Yu returns, Huimei and Jiaojiao will only be my apprentices."

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "It should be so."

I am afraid that Mai Tian was hesitant just now, grabbing someone else's apprentice, and saying it out really lost his face.

Tong Huimei and Jin Jiaojiao said it was useless. They were beneficiaries and had no right to speak.

Mai Tian didn't want to carry such a pot when he was old, sorry for himself, and sorry for his lover.

Now there is Li Xuewu's guarantee, and listening to the narrative of Tong Huimei and the two, it is Master Yu who took the initiative to abandon the apprentice, not that he grabbed it, and it can be explained clearly in the future.

As the words opened, the atmosphere in the house became better, and everyone agreed on the learning time starting tomorrow, and talked about the direction of learning next.

Li Xuewu didn't understand this, just smiled and signaled them to talk, and he got up and went outside.

Mai Qinglan got up and followed, and caught up with Li Xuewu at the entrance of the flower hall.

"Brother Wu."

"Oh, something?"

Li Xuewu was about to go down the steps, turned back and glanced at Mai Qinglan who was chasing out, and said with a smile, "I don't understand this. Go play billiards for a while. Did Biaozi say when to pick you up?"

"Ah, yes, he said he would come over later."

Mai Qinglan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Xuewu and almost forgot.

Seeing Li Xuewu on the two-step steps, Mai Qinglan thanked sincerely, "You have worked hard."

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said with a smile, "Didn't I tell you not to say this."

After finishing, he gestured to the flower hall and said, "Go, accompany your parents more, and come here to turn around when you have time in the future."

Mai Qinglan nodded and said, "I will get along well with Wenbiao, and I have caused you trouble."

"Hehe~"

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile, gestured to the restaurant direction and said, "Eat hot pot in the evening. Don't let Biaozi go when he comes. Eat dinner together and watch a movie before going back."

While talking, he also gestured to the cinema direction and said, "There are movies every weekend. Let Biaozi accompany you to watch."

After finishing, he had already walked into the rain curtain and went to the inverted building opposite. I think that is the billiard room he mentioned.

The mansion here is still too big, and the rain curtain and clear smoke are not very clear.

But green bricks and green tiles, antique, life here must be very beautiful.

The hot pot in the evening was very lively. Basically, all members arrived, and more families were together.

The rain outside was sometimes big and sometimes small, but it didn't stop, like the cold and cold situation outside.

There was fog on the glass in the room, which was the heat of the hot pot, accompanied by everyone's enthusiasm, to disperse this severe cold.

Hot pot with white wine, the more you talk, the more you have.

White wine with hot pot, the more you talk, the more you have.

Li Xuewu didn't go to see the next movie. After eating the hot pot, he walked out and wanted to find a car to go home.

The Willys in the courtyard couldn't be driven, not to mention leaking rain, and had to throw a body of mud, not worth it.

Anyway, the old lady and Li Shu have to stay for a few days. When picking them up, drive again.

He thought so, just about to call the driver, but saw Old Biaozi also coming out of the courtyard.

"Finished eating?"

Li Xuewu looked at him with a smile and said, "Why don't you stay with your father-in-law and mother-in-law for a while?"

"Hehe, can't talk."

Old Biaozi laughed, and then raised the key in his hand and said, "Go, send you home."

"Where is your wife?"

Li Xuewu looked at the courtyard, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't look for things after persuading peace."

"No, they are still eating."

Old Biaozi explained with a smile, while walking to the parking lot, and said, "I'm fine, send you back and then come back to pick her up, and send her two junior sisters back by the way."

Li Xuewu nodded, agreed with his arrangement, jumped on the GAZ-69, and let him show his diligence.

It rained all day and I didn't know when it stopped. When Li Xuewu and the others came out, they didn't notice it. On the road, there were no raindrops on the front windshield, and then they realized it.

Although the moon has come out, the water on the road is also reflecting light, but there is a lot of water vapor in the air, and the sky is still gray, as if another rain is coming at any time.

However, looking at it now, there will be no rain tonight, and tomorrow will be a sunny day.

"It's autumn, there is a lot of rain."

Old Biaozi turned the steering wheel to the main road, muttering in his mouth, "One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains to wear cotton..."

Li Xuewu watched him mutter like an old man, and felt funny, "Saying this now, go to the Steel City next month, you won't be frozen Der."

"You are still talking!"

Old Biaozi muttered, "I didn't tell her that I didn't plan to take her to the Steel City. After you finished speaking, she started discussing the matter of cotton clothes with my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Are you a bit floating?"

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes and looked at the big brother and said, "If you don't want to go, I will change someone else."

After finishing, he looked at the front of the car and curled his lip, "Do you think you are going for a month or two? The couple who just got married, if they live like this, they will be yellow sooner or later."

"What can she do if she goes~"

Old Biaozi was also helpless, "I am going to do business, not to settle down."

"Don't talk nonsense, must bring family members."

Li Xuewu said impatiently, "I won't talk to you, go there and talk less, live a good life, and strive to have a big fat boy next year."

"Heh~ You think so much!"

Old Biaozi lay on the steering wheel and looked at the road ahead. It was not easy to drive because of the reflection of the rain.

"If I really want to have it, I also want to have a girl, don't want a boy, it's too naughty."

After finishing, he gestured to himself and said to Li Xuewu, "I have been a son for so many years, don't I know what kind of virtue a son is?"

"This can be done by you!"

Li Xuewu pulled his mouth silently, and then explained, "I have to go to the Steel City this month. I don't know if I can go to Jicheng. We will talk about it then."

"I will handle the problem cleanly this time, you just go there and let go."

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes, thinking about the situation in the Steel City, and said helplessly, "There are still not enough people."

Old Biaozi laughed and said, "The stall is still big, and we don't have any relatives, so the manpower is tight."

Li Xuewu looked at him. This heartless look is really not looking at it. If it weren't for his carefulness, who would dare to use him to handle things with this dangling virtue.

"You should clean up the third uncle's family well during this time, don't let the third aunt scold you when she comes back."

"Can't!"

Old Biaozi looked at Li Xuewu with a smile and said, "Mai Qinglan is clean. When she lived, she wiped it everywhere, and added a lot of things."

After finishing, he sighed with melancholy, "I now hope to go to Hong Kong, so there are no such troubles."

"Don't pretend to be a depressed young man with me."

Li Xuewu wiped his eyes and said, "You are a poor street slipper, walked dog shit luck and found two flowers, beautiful as if eating stinky dog shit."

"Hehehe~"

Old Biaozi was scolded by Li Xuewu and didn't feel ashamed. He was deliberately showing off here.

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to him, and he knew that if he continued to talk, he would be beaten.

"Ye Ye Erye came back this afternoon and said, that Master Zhao begged you."

Old Biaozi drove, glanced at Li Xuewu and said, "Entrusted Ye Ye Erye to bring you a painting, quite a large space, called what spring what picture."

"You'd better say it's a very serious painting."

Li Xuewu said helplessly, "If it's the kind I think, tell Ye Ye Erye to pass it on to the other party, I'm married, I don't need that kind of thing anymore."

"Box box box~!"

Old Biaozi was about to laugh, holding the steering wheel and waving his hand, "No, no, not that kind, I thought it was at first, and secretly opened it to see."

Saying that, he pointed to the back of the car and said, "When you get home, you can see it yourself. It's mountains and trees, nothing interesting."

Li Xuewu pulled his mouth and said, "Let you down!"

"What! ~"

Old Biaozi was a gentleman now, stiffened his neck and said, "I am also married, how can it be what you think, I just want to help you appreciate it, don't let him cheat you."

"So?"

Li Xuewu leaned on the seat and asked, "Who painted the painting?"

"A person named Huang."

Old Biaozi hesitated, looked at Li Xuewu and said seriously, "I am talking about the yellow of red, orange, blue, green, indigo, and purple! Not the one you think!"

Li Xuewu: "..."

"Let's talk about what he wants to do."

Li Xuewu really couldn't talk to this guy, skipped this BUG and let him continue.

Old Biaozi smiled and said, "The meaning is to let his grandson and granddaughter-in-law go back to teach."

After finishing, he explained, "Didn't something happen before? They are smart, the whole family hid outside, and they just came back, wanting to go back to work."

"Then go up, what are you looking for me for?"

Li Xuewu took the rag on the table and wiped the inside of the car window.

It's cold outside, hot inside, this kid's mouth doesn't stop, and it's all gas.

Old Biaozi bowed his waist and drove, fearing that something would happen, and then drove the car into the ditch. Wu Ge would definitely think he was deliberately retaliating.

"He thought so, but the school must want them."

"Besides, the school hasn't started yet, it's just a reform activity. They are afraid that the suspension time will be long and the post will be gone."

"I can't help it."

Li Xuewu threw the rag in his hand, clapped his hands and said, "I don't know anyone in the education mouth. If you return the painting in a while, return it."

"Hehe~ Ye Ye Erye also said so."

Old Biaozi laughed, "Ye Ye Erye only said to him, it's okay to save his life, but he can't catch up with people who want money but not life."

"This is not~ insisted on sending a painting, please give you a clear path."

"I will give you a clear path first!!"

Li Xuewu opened the car window and looked outside, then shrank back and pointed at the watch, "Ten minutes of road, this is almost half an hour, you opened it!!!"

"Ah?!!!"

"Can't it!?"

Old Biaozi was also panicked, stepped on the brakes, pushed the car door and jumped out of the car to look back and forth, and saw a very large black shadow vaguely.

"Hehe~ Hehe~"

Determining where this is, Old Biaozi stood under the car and laughed dryly at Li Xuewu, "Wu Ge, arrived at the East Second Ring Road, or let's..."

"If you talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

Li Xuewu stared, "This is going to go out of the city, where are you sending me?! Grave land!"

"Box box box~ Box box box~"

Old Biaozi just laughed foolishly, but didn't dare to get in the car, fearing to be beaten.

Li Xuewu stared at him and said, "Get in the car and drive back!"

It's just driving back. Going forward to the end is Princess Tomb. The distance from Dongsi Shitiao to Li Xuewu's home is very close. It's only ten minutes in the rain.

Just now he felt something was wrong. This kid was chatting happily, looking at the road, but didn't look at both sides of the road. He passed Gu Ning's hospital, but didn't see it.

The glass on Li Xuewu's side also had gas, he didn't have time to wipe it, just wiped it on his side.

But it's good, sent him out of the city directly.

On the way back, Old Biaozi was serious, didn't dare to talk nonsense, found the intersection of Haiyuncang and turned in.

"Hehe, sorry Wu Ge."

When he arrived at the door, Old Biaozi got out of the car and flattered, took the painting in the car for Li Xuewu, and smiled and pressed the doorbell first.

Li Xuewu took the long-axis painting, pointed at Old Biaozi and said, "If you drive like this, you will drive abroad sooner or later!"

After finishing, he heard footsteps in the courtyard, shook the painting in his hand, and explained to Old Biaozi, "Tell Ye Ye Erye, the school in the city can't be arranged, ask him if he wants to do it outside the city, guarantee safety, include food and housing."

Looking at the spring what picture, he said impatiently, "If you are willing, you can send it to Red Star Village. If you are not willing, you can come to me for the painting."

Seeing Qin Jingru open the door, Li Xuewu said "That's it, drive slowly back" and entered the courtyard.

It was not very late, just seven o'clock. Li Xuewu changed his slippers and went upstairs directly when he saw no one in the living room.

On the second floor, Gu Ning was teaching Dong Mengyuan to write homework. This kid is like a ball at home. Can he write well here?

It is because Gu Ning is here, otherwise it will be naughty.

It seems that children are quite afraid of Gu Ning, not the kind of dangerous fear, but she talks less and smiles less, and her quiet personality is not liked by children.

Li Xuewu is different. Although he looks fierce, his tone and attitude have a field that children like.

Dong Mengyuan saw the master brother first, smiled and wanted to greet, but saw the little aunt looking over, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at the homework book.

He didn't have the heart to see what was written on the book, his eyes were raised hard to see what the master brother brought back.

Gu Ning knew that Li Xuewu was back, the window was open, and the sound in the courtyard could be heard.

Knocked on the desk, signaled Dong Mengyuan to be serious, and reminded, "What will happen if your mother comes back and sees that you haven't finished your homework?"

"Hit... hit the palm."

Dong Mengyuan knew what was going on, touched his palm unconsciously, and hurriedly focused on the homework book.

When Gu Ning looked up again, he found that Li Xuewu had put the things in his hand on the tea table in the small living room, and he had already gone to the inner room.

She just glanced at it and didn't get up until Li Xuewu took a bath and changed into pajamas and came out, then asked, "Is everything okay at home?"

"Hmm, nothing."

Li Xuewu picked up the words on the tea table and walked into the study, bent down to look at the homework the little junior brother was writing, and reached out to touch his head.

"Did you listen to the little aunt at home?"

"Of course... of course I listened."

Dong Mengyuan was small, the desk was high, and he couldn't reach it, so he could only squat on the chair and write.

Originally, Gu Ning wanted to pad books for him to sit on, but he was unwilling, just thinking about this posture.

When answering the master brother's question, he wanted to say that he must listen, but then thought about whether this answer was a bit forced, not appropriate, so he changed it.

Otherwise, why do people say that people are small and ghosts are big?

Li Xuewu smiled and handed the painting in his hand to Gu Ning, "A friend sent it, find a place to hang it, or just put it away."

Gu Ning glanced at Li Xuewu. He rarely took things home.

Saying a friend sent it, but she knew Li Xuewu had no painter friends.

Unpacked the binding, opened the painting axis on the desk, but it was an antique landscape painting.

Li Xuewu glanced and said, "It shouldn't be very valuable, the painter is still alive."

Gu Ning pulled his mouth and didn't open it all, rolled it up and tied it again, pointed to the top of the bookshelf and said, "Put it on it first, and find a box to hold it later."

She is very used to Li Xuewu's vulgarity. For him, art works are only valuable and not valuable. He can't appreciate the value of art itself, and he doesn't like this.

There are no calligraphy and paintings at home, only a word he likes is mounted on the wall, very domineering.

Saying the painter is alive, the painting is not valuable, this is a statement, but it is not really true.

The value of the painter's work when he is alive is the most intuitive embodiment of his artistic value.

And with the change of the era and the passage of time, the reason why the work gradually appreciates is not that the artistic value of the painting has improved, but that time gives the painting a deeper preservation value and story value.

It sounds very mysterious, but it is actually very simple. Antiques are also very valuable in the past.

For example, blue and white big cans, dragon-plate big fruit plates~

These things are precious things themselves, so they are also precious items when passed down.

If you want to say that the bowls, dishes, and water jars of the Ming and Qing dynasties are valuable, they are only worth the money that is hard to get.

It may not be enough for you to eat a bowl of beef noodles, or it is not worth you buying a new bowl and dish.

Some people say, why are the bowls, dishes, and water jars of the pottery era valuable?!

It should be said that this thing is valuable because of the long time, too long, time value covers the value of the item itself, and brings more unsolved mysteries in time, which seems very valuable.

Now it is the 1960s. You rub a mud and bake a bowl, let Li Shu draw a few symbols for you, save it carefully, and it will be valuable in five thousand years.

By then, people might want to define a good name for this bowl, just call it "Bowl of the Lever," and make a note on it: I have a lever with history.

Li Xuewu doesn't care how much this painting is worth. Even if it is valuable, it is not as valuable as what he has in his hand.

Even if its own value is invincible, the number of paintings in his hand is invincible!

Living person's painting?

Hehe~

Hey?!

Not right!

At this time, there are many painters who have just passed away for ten or a few years, and their paintings are bought in bundles.

Wu Sizue, Gao Xieyi, Xu Huama, Yu Gongbi...

Nan Huang Bei Qi, these two also left more than ten years ago, Huang Binhong, Qi Huaxia.

There are quite a few alive, Li what dye, Zhu landscape, Pan T Shou...

Li Xuewu is thinking about whether to engage in the collection and protection of modern famous paintings, so as not to let people take them out.

This thing is not taboo to buy, the key is high value, not much worse than collecting those "broken things."

Thinking in his heart, chatting with Gu Ning about home affairs, and also asked if she called her father-in-law and mother-in-law to ask about the situation.

Gu Ning just nodded, but didn't say home affairs in detail like him, making Li Xuewu dumbfounded.

This is annoying.

They all say seven-year itch, the relationship between husband and wife will be flat, this is not even seven months!

Qin Jingru walked upstairs and looked at the study, saying, "Wu Ge, tomorrow's clothes are on the bedside~"

"Got it."

Li Xuewu responded, and then beckoned to Qin Jingru who walked out of the master bedroom, "The salary for the last two months hasn't been given to you yet."

While talking, he took out a stack of five yuan from his pocket and put it on the desk and pushed it over.

"Calculated together for two months, exactly forty yuan."

"Thank you Wu Ge~!"

Qin Jingru deliberately waited for Li Xuewu to come back to go upstairs to send clothes, isn't it just to want salary.

Her salary is settled by Li Xuewu, Gu Ning will not remember this kind of thing.

Of course, she is not afraid that Li Xuewu will be short of her wages, just that she has no money in her pocket and is panicked~

Looking at getting married, I have to have some money to press the pocket.

It should have been settled last month, but Li Xuewu went out for training.

This month, it reached the settlement date, but Li Xuewu has been busy, so she is embarrassed to ask directly.

It happened that she got a break today, and deliberately swayed in front of Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu naturally found her little thoughts. Can the King of Hell be short of the little ghost's money?

Hey~ right!

Is someone going to lose money tonight?! ===== CHAPTER 814 =====

Of course, she didn't worry that Li Xuewu would shortchange her on her wages, but one feels anxious without money in their pocket, right~

With marriage just around the corner, one has to have some private savings to keep in their pocket, don't they?

It should have been settled last month, but Li Xuewu had gone away for training.

The settlement date for this month had arrived, but Li Xuewu had been busy the whole time, so how could she be embarrassed to ask him directly?

It just so happened that she got a break today, so she was deliberately hovering around in front of Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu, of course, had noticed her little scheme; would the King of Hell ever shortchange a ghost?

Hey~ right!

Is someone going to lose money tonight?!