The eldest of the Yan family in the Siheyuan

"Hey!"

"Grandson, have you brought good wine to see your Grandpa Jiumen Admiral again today?"

As soon as Han Chunming and Meng Xiaozao stepped into the small courtyard, the old voice of the nine-door admiral immediately rang out.

"You will be disappointed this time. I didn't bring any wine with me this time."

Han Chunming walked over and said with a smile.

"Hey! Grandson, you didn't bring wine to the master."

The old man stood up after saying this: "It seems that my disciple doesn't take the master to heart!"

Mr. Guan looked at Han Chunming and said slightly disappointed.

"Although I didn't bring any wine, I'll take you to Dongxing Tower for dinner in a moment! Then I'll let you drink Moutai, Wuliangye, Xifeng, and Dukang to your heart's content!"

Han Chunming smiled and walked forward to support the old man and said.

"Hey, grandson, it seems that you are really rich. Are you willing to take me to Dongxing Tower for dinner?"

As soon as he heard what Han Chuming said, the old man said excitedly.

He doesn't like anything else in his life, except antiques and fine wine.Especially now that I'm older, I can't live without alcohol, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't drink for a day.

"Look what you said! You are just a Dongxinglou. If you want to eat wherever you like, I can eat wherever I want you to eat every day!"

"Grandson, this is what you said. Old man, I will put in all the money you earned when the time comes. Don't feel bad!"

Han Chunming said nonchalantly: "Okay, you old man, just make it, don't you just use the money you earn to spend it?"

Han Chuming smiled slightly, and then pulled Meng Xiaozao in front of him!
"Grandson, who is this girl? You kicked Su Meng and then found someone else you thought of?"

The old man looked at Meng Xiaozao in surprise and said.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense. This is my cousin Meng Xiaozao. From now on, let Xiaozao live with you."

Han Chun understood the old man and said with a glance.

He had already made an agreement with her before bringing Meng Xiaozao here.

Let Xiaozao take care of the old man. As for the salary, it is 30 yuan per month.

Almost the same as Meng Xiaoxing!
Meng Xiaozao was extremely happy when she heard this.

She originally thought about becoming a worker, but she didn't expect that she would just wash clothes and cook for the old man.

This is simply easier than being behind me in the countryside!

And with a monthly salary of 30 yuan, this is the income of my family in the countryside for several months!
What's more, the fifth brother also said that she should take advantage of her free time to learn literacy with the old man and practice her voice when she has nothing to do.

I will introduce myself to a few teachers in the future.

Who knew that when the old man heard what Han Chunming said, his face suddenly dropped.

"Hurry up and let her go back to where she came from. Old man, it's fine for me to live alone. I don't have to be waited on."

Han Chunming knew that the old man's childish temper was rising again.

So he quickly clung to his side and whispered, "Do you know where the child used to work?"

"where?"

"China-Ah People's Friendship Commune Cultural Troupe." After saying that, he winked at Xiaozao beside him: "Really?"

Xiao Zao saw Han Chunming winking at her and nodded quickly.

"The commune art troupe? Where is your uncle?"

The old man raised his head and stared at Han Chunming and asked.

"Is there a cultural troupe coming from the commune?"

Han Chunming said seriously: "I was originally a Peking Opera singer, specializing in the role of Mrs. Aqing."

The old man looked back at Xiaozao again.

"Quickly say a few words to Grandpa."

Hearing Han Chunming's words, Meng Xiaozao cleared his throat.

Luo Luo took two steps forward generously, then crossed her hands on her chest, and opened her cherry mouth slightly:

"Set up a seven-star stove... Boil three rivers in a copper pot... Set up a table of Eight Immortals to entertain sixteen parties..."

Xiao Zao has been fond of Peking Opera since she was a child, and would play one or two of these pieces every day while hunting pigweed.

For a time, the clear and loud voice, coupled with Xiaozao's slender figure, made Han Chunming, a person who didn't listen to Peking opera very much in his previous life, fall deeply into it.

The old man followed Meng Xiaozao's singing, shaking his head and humming a tune.

"Old man, how do you think Xiao Zao sings?"

Han Chunming looked at the old man proudly and asked.

"Delicious!"

"Then let her stay?" Han Chunming continued to ask.

"Dare to love."

Han Chunming smiled and shouted to Meng Xiaozao: "Okay, okay, stop. The old man agrees that you stay. Later, you can look at the empty rooms and find one you like to clean up."

"From now on, you will live here!"

"Hey, thank you grandpa!"

After Meng Xiaozao said excitedly, he immediately put down the bag in his hand towards a room, then took the rag and went to clean it.

"Old man, are you satisfied with my little jujube?"

Han Chunming said with a playful smile at this time.

"You've got eyes, kid!"

The old man nodded in satisfaction.

Then he thought of something again, and then turned to Han Chunming and said: "Grandson, didn't you say you would take grandpa to Dongxing Tower for a big meal tonight? When should we go?"

"Hey! I think your old man is greedy for wine, right?"

Han Chunming smiled, took a deep breath and said solemnly: "But today is not just about eating and drinking. I will give you a surprise when I get there!"

"Surprise? Just don't be frightened." The old man couldn't help but smile and said: "Then hurry up, I'll just call Xiao Zao, so you don't have to cook at home at night."

"Okay!"

Han Chuming agreed, then called Meng Xiaozao and walked towards Dongxing Tower together.

After entering Dongxing Building, he walked directly towards the private room.

"Xiao Zao, you can eat whatever you want! If you can't eat it, pack it back!"

Meng Xiaozao hurriedly agreed, but she had not yet recovered from the shock.

This is the first time in her life that she has been to such a luxurious place.

After hearing Han Chunming's words, he quickly picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"Grandson, what about the surprise?"

The old man was holding the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, and then asked with a smile.

"Old man, don't worry, I'll get it for you right now!"

At this time, Han Chunming took out a brocade box from under the table and opened it in front of the old man.

In an instant, the old man was shocked.

The wine glass in my hand almost fell to the ground and broke into pieces!
His whole body trembled for a moment, and his two dead fish eyes widened with a strange light.

At this time, Han Chunming hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man.

He knew that these three small enamel bowls were the things that the old man cherished deeply.

It is his lifelong wish to gather four small enamel bowls.

Now that the old man is serious, these four small enamel bowls are no longer just four small bowls!
These four small bowls embody history and affection.

For the old man, it is extremely precious!
Otherwise, Han Chunming would not have spent such a high price to exchange these three small bowls from Baoshaohou.

In order to exchange these three small bowls, Han Chunming paid a Geyao Bafang Cup.

In terms of the value of the light wheel, these three small bowls are not comparable to the Ge Kiln Bafang Cup.

But Han Chuming knew the significance of these three small bowls to the old man.

That's why he was willing to suffer.

"My goodness!"

Finally, the old man shouted excitedly.

"Disciple! Quick...take it out and give it to Grandpa!"

The old man raised his head and said to Han Chuming with tears in his eyes.

"okay!"

At this time, Han Chunming carefully took out the three small bowls from the box.

Then put it in front of the old man.The old man tremblingly took them one by one.

Every time I took one, I hugged it tightly to my chest.

Han Chunming did not dare to be careless and signaled Xiao Zao to take care of him from behind.

The old man put down the three small bowls at this moment, and then hugged Han Chunming's arm with both hands.

The moment his arms were hugged tightly, Han Chunming could feel the strength in the old man's hands!

Although it hurt from being caught, Han Chunming did not cry out.

He knew that the old man needed to vent his inner excitement at this moment.

"Old man, I have found these three small bowls for you. From now on, these three small enamel bowls are yours. You can look at them how you want!"

Han Chunming said with a smile,

Then he motioned to Xiaozao to help the old man sit down.

Han Chunming placed three small bowls in front of the old man in turn.

The old man breathed a long sigh of relief, stared at the three small bowls, and slowly closed his eyes!

Tears flowed down his face silently.

For a moment, the box became extremely quiet.

The old man seemed to have entered a meditative state, motionless.

Meng Xiaozao wanted to shout in front of the old man, but Han Chunming stopped him.

He knew that at this moment, the old man must be looking at the three small bowls and lost in memories.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Grandson, go home!"

"Xiao Zao, help the old man walk while I pack!"

Han Chunming didn't know why the old man wanted to go home, but he still shouted to Xiao Zao.

Soon, the three of them arrived home.

At this time, the old man said to Han Chunming: "Grandson, go to my room and open the cabinet. There is a mezzanine inside. Open the third layer and bring the things over."

"quick!"

"Got it!"

Han Chunming did not dare to delay at this moment and ran towards the old man's house immediately.

Then found the cabinet.

After a lot of effort, Han Chunming found the mezzanine.

If this were a thief, he would probably make him cry.

Han Chunming couldn't help laughing secretly.

This old man can really hide it!
No wonder when he faked his death later, so many people couldn't find those treasures.

Opening the mezzanine, Han Chunming stretched out his hand.

Suddenly I touched a small box.

Gently taking out the small box, I suddenly felt something shaking slightly inside.

Is it...

Han Chuming suddenly felt his heartbeat speeding up.

hiss!
This small box is not simple at first glance, at least it is an object from the Qing Dynasty!
Han Chunming opened the small box, and suddenly a small enamel bowl appeared in front of him.

Gather friends!
As expected!
Han Chunming immediately closed the small box, and quickly walked out of the room.

"Grandson... put them together!"

The old man said excitedly.

"okay!"

Han Chunming took out the four small bowls one by one.

The tea is fragrant, the wine is gone, the friends are gathered, and then go back upstairs.

Place them in order.

"Xiao Zao, pour the wine!"

My old voice suddenly sounded.

Then he pointed to the corner.

At this time, Xiao Zao turned around and walked to a corner of the room, then picked up a small earth-colored bottle.

"The tavern under Zhengyangmen. It was in that tavern that the four of us drank ferocious Erguotou..."

At this time, the old man stretched out his hand and lifted the bowls one by one.

Every time Xiao Zao finished pouring the wine, the old man put it down gently.

Although his hands were still shaking a little, the old man's expression was serious, for fear of spilling a drop.

After pouring the last bowl, he raised his head slightly.

Tears in eyes.

Looking at the bowls of wine, my throat kept twitching.

"The four of us brothers are together again today!"

The old voice was filled with sadness and a little excitement.

The old man raised the small bowl of Cha Piao Xiang with both hands.

It's like facing a real person in front of you: "Brothers from Deshengmen's Tea Piaoxiang and Chongwenmen's Juyou. What I'm holding now is your former nickname. It's a pity that you left too early. I'll drink it for you, brother." Got it!"

With a hoarse voice filled with tears, Mr. Guan picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Next, he cupped his hands in front of his friends and raised the bowl.

"Let's stop drinking in Dongzhimen. Big Brother, I often dream of the days when we ate peanuts and drank together..."

At this moment, the old man was already crying.

"Big Brother, I did it."

Followed by another gulp.

"Father..."

Han Chunming looked at the old man in front of him, and his nose felt a little sore for a moment.

Life is only a few autumns!
Sometimes, the last one left in the world is the most painful!
I have seen too many separations between life and death in my previous life.

The one who touches me the most, the one who is alive, carries so many memories and beauty!

"master!"

Han Chunming also poured a glass of wine directly: "Disciple, I will drink with you. Today, your brothers are reunited. Disciple will accompany you to get drunk before you rest!"

After all, drink it up!

"it is good!"

The old man talked and laughed. From what Han Chunming just said, the old man already knew that Han Chunming understood him.

Then, Mr. Guan raised the fourth bowl of wine!

"Let's go back upstairs for the fourth bowl. Chaoyangmen brothers. It snowed heavily that year. We drank too much and couldn't walk..."

For a time, Han Chunming was deeply immersed in the deep sense of age.

In Han Chunming's trance, the old man drank it all in one gulp!

"Old buddies, Guan Xiaojiu from Zhengyangmen misses you!"

"Snapped!"

Then, a crisp sound sounded.

The wine bottle in the old man's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Then Han Chunming saw the old man's old body kneeling down innocently.

Then his forehead fell heavily on his hands and he burst into tears.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Han Chunming's tears gradually fell!
It is said that men do not flick their tears easily,
It's just that it hasn't reached the sad point!
Perhaps the only way to express my feelings at this moment is to cry bitterly.

Xiaozao on the side was crying so hard that the pear blossoms rained down on her.

Han Chunming wiped away his tears at this time, then carefully wiped the four small bowls and put them away silently.

With four small enamel bowls, I finally fulfilled the old man's wish.

These four small bowls, and the stories behind the next four small bowls.

Han Chunming believes that he will definitely pass it on!
(End of this chapter)