Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

When Lao Shan heard Chen Yang calling Zhu Zhu, his body rushed out. Qin Haofeng only felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and Lao Shan's figure was already running towards the teapot. The teapot and teapot lid separated in the air. Lao Shan grabbed the teapot and opened his left hand to grab the teapot lid. Although both were caught by Lao Shan, Lao Shan's head went straight to the iron trash can. The border bumped up.

"Third brother, it's dangerous!" Qin Haofeng was right next to Lao Shan. When he reacted, his body instinctively moved forward to catch Lao Shan, but it was already too late.

"Bang!" Although Lao Shan grabbed the teapot, his head hit the iron trash can hard and his body fell directly. Next to the trash can, in addition to daily garbage, there were also broken wood, broken glass, etc. thrown by Zhuzi and Qin Haofeng. Hard object.

"Ouch!" Lao Shan fell down hard.

"Third Brother!" Chen Yang and others hurriedly gathered around. Qin Haofeng was the first to run up to Lao Shan, "Third Brother, how are you?"

Lao Shan leaned against the trash can, grinned and shook his head, saying that he was fine. Several people pulled Lao Shan up and asked Lao Shan.

Lao Shan handed the teapot in his hand to Chen Yang. Chen Yang took the teapot without even looking at it. He scolded Lao Shan, "Are you stupid? Objects are more precious than people! If you bump into it, You're stupid, I have to support you for the rest of my life, and I will suffer a lot of losses by then!"

Several people gathered around Lao Shan, asking questions and lecturing him. Lao Shan smiled and scratched his head, "It's okay. We know each other. When I was a kid, my dad beat me with a stick for half an hour." As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows. Arms, showing off biceps, "Copper skin and iron bones!"

"You look like a little chicken, and you have a copper skin and an iron frame!" Zhenfeng held Lao Shan's clothes aside with his hands, "With your physique, I can punch you all the way to the street." !”

Qin Haofeng laughed at the side and said, "Brother Zhenfeng, the third child in our family is absolutely copper-skinned and iron-boned. That iron rooster can even pluck out its hair."

"He! He can't pluck out a single hair. He's stronger than an iron rooster!"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed after hearing this. Lao Shan also scratched his head and giggled along with everyone, "Ouch!" Just as he was about to lift his leg to walk forward, his calf couldn't help but hurt. Lao Shan looked down and saw a piece of broken glass penetrated. The pants were tied to his calves. Lao Shan lowered his head and tugged hard, and actually pulled the broken glass off his legs.

"Fortunately, I was wearing loafers, otherwise the new shoes would have been scratched by the glass. Fortunately, I saved money again!"

"Oh my god!" Several people watched as Lao Shan pulled the glass off his leg. Qin Haofeng went up and hit him on the shoulder, "Are you stupid? The glass is stuck in your flesh. You still want to wear shoes and heels. Don’t you know how expensive meat is?”

"Shoes!" Lao Shan said confidently, "If the shoes are broken, you have to spend money to buy them. If the shoes are broken, you don't need to spend money. You can grow them yourself!"

"I..." Qin Haofeng was so angry that he really wanted to kick him.

"You can't do this," Chen Yang glanced at Lao Shan's calf, "This broken glass is already dead. Don't get infected. Go to my house and give you some medicine!"

"No need..." Lao Shan said it was not necessary.

"Yes, let's go!" Zhenfeng and Zhuzhu held up Lao Shan's arms and walked directly to Chen Yang's house.

"It's over. Not only did the iron rooster lose its hair this time, but it also bled!" Qin Haofeng said with a smile from behind. Several people walked away while laughing. No one noticed that a deep pit appeared on the iron trash can.

Lao Shan sat on the sofa, put his injured foot on the chair, and watched Chen Yang clean himself up with hydrogen peroxide. Lao Shan grinned in pain. Then he applied red lotion on and around the wound, and sprinkled a little Yunnan Baiyao. Then he took out gauze and gave it to Lao Shan to wrap up the wound.

Seeing this scene, Lao Shan wanted to cry, and his eyes were wet. Qin Haofeng scolded Lao Shan from the side, saying that if you want to cry, just cry and deal with it. After all, the last person who asked Brother Yang to serve like this was Sister Xiaowei!

"When did I bandage Xiaowei's wound?" Chen Yang asked Qin Haofeng after wrapping the gauze, indicating that it was okay, and started to pack the medical kit.

"When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, during the winter vacation that winter, Sister Xiaowei played with us in the courtyard, pulling out pegs," Qin Haofeng recalled, "I forgot how Sister Xiaowei was injured. You pulled up Sister Xiaowei's trouser leg. Come on, when you see the broken skin and bleeding, you run home to get the medicine kit."

"Really?" Chen Yang put away the medical kit and scratched his head, "Why don't I remember it?"

"It would be strange if you remember!" Qin Haofeng curled his lips next to him, and Zhuzi chuckled while smoking, "When you run out, Sister Xiaowei's blood will freeze, haha!"

While everyone was chatting and joking, Chen Yang picked up the purple clay pot from the table and looked at it. The small pot was basically shaped like a bronze tiger and golden heng with broad shoulders and narrowed feet, with a curved mouth, a typical handle, a round and hollow lid, and a flat The round buttons and string pattern on the waist are decorated with a uniform flat round line. The whole device is honest and simple, light and dynamic.

In particular, the round mouth of the pot hides the round edge of the lid. The craftsmanship is exquisite. The lid and the mouth are airtight. The spout is curved upward at the shoulder, the handle is curved, and the bottom of the pot is engraved with "Wanli Bingchen Autumn July". "Youquan" nine-character regular script inscription.

After looking at it for a few times, Chen Yang put the purple clay pot on the table and looked up at Zhu Zhu and Qin Haofeng, "By the way, Zhu Zhu, Tangdou, I want to hang a landscape painting on the wall of my house. Come over here." Please give me some advice on where to hang it."

As he spoke, Chen Yang motioned for the two of them to stand up and come with him. Zhenfeng and Lao Shan also turned their heads and looked over curiously. Zhuzi and Qin Haofeng stood in the middle of the hall, asking Chen Yang where he was going to hang up. Chen Yang raised his leg and kicked each of them hard on the buttocks.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch! Brother, what are you doing?" The two of them covered their buttocks and turned to look at Chen Yang.

"What am I doing?" Chen Yang pointed at the two of them, "You two have been learning from me for almost a year, and you've learned everything from a dog's belly!"

After saying that, he reached out and pointed at the purple clay pot on the table, "Such a good thing, you two have no eyes for it, just throw it away! If it weren't for Lao Shan, a good object would be useless!"

"You two tell me whether I should kick you or not!"

What, the purple clay teapot is also an antique? Qin Haofeng and Zhu Zhu glanced at each other, and then under Chen Yang's gaze, they sat down on the sofa dejectedly and started reading with the purple clay pot. After looking at it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out why. The body of the purple clay pot is made of brown purple mud with sand. Although it looks exquisitely made, the sand grains are relatively coarse and the surface is similar to pear skin.

"Do you understand?" Chen Yang took a puff of a cigarette and looked at the people in front of him and asked. Of course, he mainly asked Qin Haofeng and Zhu Zhu.

Qin Haofeng shook his head, "Brother, this teapot is also an antique? Shouldn't it all be porcelain? Does this kind of teapot count?"

"Nonsense!" Chen Yang glared at Qin Haofeng. Although he had never confiscated a purple clay teapot, it had been almost a year. He originally thought that the two people's eyesight should be about the same, but today he actually threw away this purple clay teapot. It was a waste of natural resources. .

"Even if you have never seen a purple clay teapot, you can still see the paste, the craftsmanship, and the design on the bottom!"

Hearing Chen Yang say that there was a pattern underneath the purple clay pot, Qin Haofeng and Zhuzi curiously turned the pot over and saw the nine-character regular script inscription "Wanli Bingchen Autumn July Friendship Spring" engraved on the bottom.

"Brother, tell me about it!" Zhu Zhu smiled and scratched his head. When he saw this purple clay pot, he didn't think much about it. Now that he saw the inscription engraved on the bottom, he knew it was a good item. He was embarrassed to scratch his head. .

Chen Yang looked up at the two of them, and then at Lao Shan, who was lying next to him looking at the purple clay pot, "This is a pear-skin antique tiger gold and purple clay pot made by Xu Youquan!"

Having said this, Chen Yang smiled, picked up an apple and gnawed it, "There is only one purple clay pot in the world, and its name is Yixing; there is a purple clay pot in Yixing, and its name is the Five-Color Symbiosis Pot!"