antique masters in modern times

Uncle Chang only took half a day off. Seeing that Yanyou was fine, he went back to work.When he was discharged from the hospital after the transfusion, Yanyou followed the route he remembered to find his current home.

The shed stands alone at the end of a dead-end alley, next to two old middle-class houses, now separated by a dozen families.

Judging from the layout, the shed should have been originally built as a shed for storing sundries.Later, it was distributed to the grandfather of the Yan family. After the accident, the grandma of the Yan family lived with the original Yan You.

Now, there are ruins.Although after tidying up, there is barely a place to stay, but it is still impossible to live in.

A few linen pockets were neatly piled up on the wall of the half couch. Yan You flipped through it lightly and recognized some things that the Yan family’s grandma had packed up. They were all patched and patched sheets and clothes, almost nothing like a beggar’s outfit. difference.Even when Yan You was the poorest, he never wore this kind of clothes.

He originally wanted to see how the antique industry is developing now, and find a way out.Collections are hot in the flourishing age, and now in the Taiping era, there should be a bowl of rice for a craftsman like him, right?If you are lucky, you may be able to earn enough tuition and living expenses with just one vote.

But seeing the dilapidated residence with his own eyes, he immediately dismissed this idea and decided to go to work in the factory first.

After all, the long-distance water can't quench the near-thirst, and the antique business is not just selling big cakes on the street, it can be opened easily.He needs to find out the current market first, and find the source of goods.It's better to have a stable job first, at least find a place to live, earn some decent food and clothing, and don't let the Yan family grandma still suffer outside in her old age.Reading or something can only be discussed in the future.

Yan Xing acted neatly, and was never a drag-and-drop person. He made up his mind, and immediately went to the match factory to find the Yan family's grandma, and was going to tell her his future plans.

The alley was not far from the factory, and Yanyou looked around while walking along the path in his memory.

Over the past 70 years, great changes have taken place. There are many new small buildings mixed in with the old buildings, and the streets are paved with cement, widened a lot, and sparse green trees are planted on both sides.Although he was born and bred in the Forty-Nine City, he couldn't recognize which street it was, and thought he would have to buy a map to take a good look later.

The match factory was facing the street. Yanyou had been here a few times before, and the guard knew him, and let him in without asking.After looking around for a while, he finally found the grandma of the Yan family in a large factory building with all doors and windows open.

Grandma's name is Luo Shufen, a very old-fashioned name.He became a widow in middle age, but his three sons have already married, and they have no burdens, so they can live a decent life.Because the eldest son is more filial, it was agreed that the eldest son would support her in the future, and the three sons would work together to see her die after a hundred years.

No one expected that when the eldest son and his wife went out for a walk one evening, the husband went into the water to save a child who had fallen into the moat, but was entangled in water plants.Seeing that her husband was in trouble, the wife forgot that she could not swim and jumped down to help, but neither of them survived.

After the accident, the couple who died young were not recognized as martyrs who acted bravely. The unit gave some symbolic compensation, and took back the originally allocated house.The second and third child turned their faces and refused to support their mother, let alone take care of Yan You, so Luo Shufen had to move back to the shantytown with her grandson, and barely survived by doing odd jobs.

In the past, she always took the matchbox to paste at home so that she could do housework by the way.Now that the home is gone, I have to go to the factory to do it.

She hasn't moved the nest since she sat down in the morning, and she can earn [-] cents by counting. She was just about to take a break and continue to work, when someone pushed her suddenly: "Grandma Luo, your grandson is looking for you." gone."

"Ayan?" Grandma Luo knew that her grandson was busy moving bricks and repairing the house recently, wishing to split his body in half, even sleeping would be a waste of time, why come to find her when she has time?Now that he came over, maybe something happened again!

Granny Luo staggered on her little feet inherited from the old society, walked up to her grandson in small steps, and asked anxiously, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

Looking at Grandma Luo with snow-white hair, wrinkled face, and vicissitudes of life, Yan You suddenly felt sore.Although he knew that the life of the Yan family was difficult, and although he had decided to honor her for the original owner, he did not realize that he had indeed become a 16-year-old Yanyou until he saw it with his own eyes. Grandma depends on each other.

At that time, he was also poor in his family, his parents died young, and he was raised by his widowed wife.But after a hard time, life was easier, and the widowed wife passed away again, and she has no relatives since then.

For a while, the past and the reality were closely intertwined, and the haggard face of the widow's wife intertwined with the vicissitudes of Grandma Luo's, making Yanyou's nose sour.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the surging emotions and said, "Grandma, I have found a job."

"No, you still have to go to university." Although Grandma Luo is illiterate, she has a kind of obsession with studying, "Don't worry about what people say, and report to school immediately at the end of August. If you get a scholarship, your family can’t help you, so you should study hard and endure hardships for a few years. When you finish your studies, you will be able to make it through.”

Yan You didn't expect grandma to say that. Not only did his nose feel sore, but his eyes also became hot: "Grandma, I can't just take care of myself. I—"

Grandma Luo shook her head: "I don't need you to worry about it. I told the people in the match factory that I will pay them ten yuan a month in the future, and they will let me live in the dormitory in the factory, including water and electricity."

"Grandma!" Yan You said, "You only earn more than 20 yuan a month. How do you eat after paying the rent? I have already inquired about it. Once I start working, I will live in a dormitory. When I save my salary, I will go to school after repairing the house. Not too late."

"How can we delay..."

"Leave you outside, I can't read."

Hearing this, Grandma Luo's lips trembled a few times, and then she realized that her grandson's delicate and immature face had grown a little more calm than an adult.She couldn't help crying: "Ayan, you have grown up..."

For a while, apart from Uncle Chang, there were also other well-meaning people who introduced jobs to Yan You, but Yan You flatly rejected them all.He said, even if I starve to death, I will die in school.Grandma Luo couldn't bear to delay her grandson's future, and also felt that studying was a good thing, so she decided to grit her teeth and endure the predicament, completely dispelling the idea of ​​letting Yanyou go to work.

Seeing his resolute attitude now, Grandma Luo thought that her grandson had finally realized his difficulty.Who knows that the real grandson has unfortunately passed away, and the current Yanyou looks immature on the outside, but inside is the soul of an adult, so he is naturally much more pragmatic.

Wiping away her tears, Grandma Luo asked, "Where do you go to work?"

"Ironworks." Yan You took Grandma's arm: "Let's go to the cafeteria to have lunch first, and talk while eating."

Grandma Luo hesitated and said, "Is it too expensive? I brought the porridge cooked last night, as well as pickles. How about..."

"We have been suffering for the past few days, so we should have a good meal. My scholarship hasn't been used yet. Don't worry, grandma, it won't cost much."

Yan You coaxed a few words in a soft voice. Grandma Luo, who had never seen her grandson talking to her like this, felt warm and couldn't help but let him go.

After having dinner with grandma, Yan You first found Uncle Chang's unit and asked the other party to mediate the work on his behalf, and then went to the construction site to settle the wages, and got five yuan in hand.

He curiously looked at the tractor banknotes before putting them in his pocket.

I went back and packed my luggage in the ruins. It was estimated that it would take at least a day or two before I officially went to work, and I went to a nearby guest house to open a room.He couldn't bear to take Grandma Luo to sleep on the curb again, he could bear it by himself, but grandma couldn't stand it.

When he was taking the key, he passed a room with a well-decorated house number, and suddenly heard the sound of shells coming from inside. corner.As a result, after a few seconds, impassioned voices came from inside again, accompanied by bursts of applause.

Yan You recalled, felt that something was wrong, so he carefully looked in through the crack of the door.I found a boxy box with a round front and a convex back in the room, and black and white pictures flashed above it, and a fat man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting in front of it, watching with relish.

"This should be the TV." Yan You found the corresponding object from his memory, and suddenly realized.

At this time, the price of TV was still too expensive relative to the income level, so not every household had it.The Yan family was so poor that there was almost no land to stand on, so naturally they couldn't afford it.Yan You thought that there were TVs in the guest house, so he ran upstairs excitedly.It turned out that all that was left on the chest of drawers was a stack of old newspapers.

"That's right, how can there be a TV worth hundreds of dollars in an ordinary room that costs two dollars a day." Yan You knocked his head, took the newspaper and flipped through it.

Over the past seventy years, even the characters have become simplified characters, and they are written horizontally from the left, which is very uncomfortable to look at.Fortunately, the framework is still there, and Yanyou can understand [-]% or [-]% of the guesses.While reading the newspaper, I compared the content with the things in my memory one by one, and some impressions that were originally as thin as paper gradually emerged with plump outlines.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a piece of news: "The morning market that starts at two or three in the morning and closes before dawn will always leave a lot of soot and confetti, which will bring extra burdens to the sanitation workers. It is recommended that the government ban the morning market... Yunyun."

The ghost city is still there?Yan You was overjoyed, a smile couldn't help appearing on his face.

Officially it is called Morning Market, but among the people it is called Ghost Market.In the past, when the royal antiques and treasures began to flow to the people, some people wanted to get rid of them but couldn't find a way out. They would often cat around the place where the lamps were picked up near the residences of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. object.

After coming and going, more and more people did this, and I don't know who started it. They also picked a back alley that the patrol police couldn't control, and set up a stall in the middle of the night to sell things of unknown origin.The thieves sell their stolen goods, and the goods of the inverted bucket...all come here.

At the beginning, I had a lot of scruples, I didn’t light a lamp, and I only saw things with the dim light of matches (matches); no one spoke, and bargaining was still the old custom, and I gestured with my wrists.On a starless and moonless night, people who walk at night suddenly see a cluster of lights that flicker on and off like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark, and most of them will be scared to death, thinking that ghosts are crossing the street, so it is also called ghost market.Even if the rules gradually broke down later, the title remained unchanged.

Because the things in the ghost market are cheap, if you are lucky, you can make a fortune with a little money, attracting more and more people, and gradually it becomes a kind of business, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger.At that time, Yanyou was catching up with its heyday, and every time it passed by, it was crowded with people, which was comparable to the street selling new year's goods after Laba.

Finding that the ghost market hadn't disappeared yet, Yan You immediately regained his spirits: find a way to get some small things to sell, and then search for a few good ones to resell.Work in an ironworks is considered a full-time job, and this is considered a part-time job, no matter how much it is, it is income.The accumulation of a little makes a lot, and I believe that the house will be repaired soon.