Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 261 Chapter 260 Dreaming

"I asked someone to help me choose. Is there anything special about it?" Tang Zhitong stared at the porcelain painting for a while, but still didn't understand it.

"This flower is a hibiscus, which represents wealth. This bird is called a white-headed bird, which represents white heads, so it is called white-headed wealth." Xiao Wang picked up the cover of the ink pad and pointed to Tang Zhitong to introduce them one by one.

"Okay, the meaning is quite auspicious, there is no free choice." Tang Zhitong was also happy after hearing this. Mr. Chen is a very particular person. Even if the quality of the ink pad is average, the meaning of the porcelain painting on the printing platform is worth four and two yuan!

"I really didn't expect you to ask Mr. Chen to engrave your seal." Xiao Wang took out the stamp pad from the wooden box, pulled out a stack of letter paper, dipped his seal in the ink pad, then gently covered it on the letter paper, and then pressed it Cover it with a little force and then remove it.

"I know a lot, and I also know that it was Mr. Chen who carved the seal." Tang Zhitong gave Xiao Wang a thumbs up. It was only by chance that he knew there was such a person as Mr. Chen, and his wife could tell it just by looking at the model. , his knowledge in this area exceeds his own.

"Many people in our unit asked Mr. Chen to engrave their seals. I've seen him before." Xiao Wang took the seal off the letter paper and pointed to the margin of the seal to show it to Tang Zhitong. "Look, it says here, Soseki was engraved in the capital. .”

"Yeah, I saw it." Tang Zhitong saw it when he got it in the afternoon, otherwise he wouldn't have known that the old man was Mr. Chen.

In fact, seals are similar to calligraphy and painting works. Only works that the author is satisfied with will leave money and seal on them, and those that are not satisfied will be swept into the wastebasket.

Even if a seal is written by everyone, there is still a big difference in value between a seal with a margin and a seal without a margin.

Although Tang Zhitong did not understand good or bad, Chen Lao was able to leave notes on the two wooden seals, indicating that he was very satisfied with the work.

"This color is so beautiful." Xiao Wang put down the seal, picked up the letter paper and looked at it. It was a bit like orange peel color, and he praised it.

"It says it doesn't fade." Tang Zhitong didn't understand this, but remembered what Mr. Chen said at that time and repeated it.

"That should be the Eight Treasures ink pad, it's not cheap." Xiao Wang said, put down the letter paper, picked up the seal engraved with Tang Zhitong's name, dipped it in the ink pad, and stamped it on the letter paper.

"Don't worry about the ink pad, as long as it's easy to use." Tang Zhitong looked at the amount of ink pad, which was only one tael per catty in the old market. After conversion, it cost 40 yuan per catty. The price was indeed not cheap.

"I heard that there was a better lotus root silk ink pad before, but it was unfortunately lost." Xiao Wang said while playing with the ink pad.

"You have to believe in human wisdom. Maybe someone will recover? I will buy you a pound then and cover it for fun." Tang Zhitong had never heard of Babao ink mud before, but he had seen the documentary about lotus root ink ink. In a few days, Someone did recover it in ten years. It is said that it takes thousands of kilograms of lotus stems to extract one kilogram of lotus root silk, and it can only be done by hand.

"You know how to joke, but we can't afford it." Xiao Wang enjoys his lover's pampering all to himself, which is very useful.

"Everything in the world is unpredictable. Maybe in a few decades, we will enter the era of distribution on demand, and we will be able to use it by then." Tang Zhitong said like a fool to coax a child.

"It will be great then. Brother Yuzi, tell me, how about we stamp all these books?" Xiao Wang didn't hear the implication of Tang Zhitong's words. He looked at the seal box and the ink pad. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He pointed out Looking at the books on the bookshelf, he looked at Shen Feidao.

"Okay, I'll flip the book, and you'll stamp it." Tang Zhitong saw that Xiao Wang was very happy to see Xun Xin, and was very willing to cooperate. After all, she is an eighteen-year-old girl, and she can be lively occasionally, which is very normal.

Just do it. Xiao Wang picked up a stack of books from the bookshelf, Tang Zhitong turned the pages, and she stamped not only her own, but also Tang Zhitong's. Classmate Xiao Wang brought a lot of books from her parents' home intermittently. Tang Zhitong flipped through them one by one, and classmate Xiao Wang stamped each one.

Tang Zhitong, who was doing this kind of mechanical work, was flipping through books in his sleep, waiting for classmate Xiao Wang to stamp him. However, more and more books were covered, and more and more books were covered. The uncovered books slowly piled up into a mountain, and classmate Xiao Wang dragged himself The arms cried anxiously.

Tang Zhitong woke up immediately when he saw Wang Jingwen crying.

It didn't matter that he woke up, Tang Zhitong took advantage of the dim light in the morning and found that classmate Xiao Wang was really holding his arms and crying!

"Wenwen, Wenwen, wake up." Tang Zhitong turned sideways, gently wiped the tears from the corners of Xiao Wang's eyes with the pads of his fingers, and then tried to push her to wake up.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Tang Zhitong asked gently after Xiao Wang opened his sleepy eyes.

"No." Xiao Wang shook his head and hugged Tang Zhitong's arm tighter.

"What's the matter? Why are you crying? Don't be afraid, I'm here." Tang Zhitong held Xiao Wang in his arms and patted her back gently, as if coaxing a child.

"I dreamed about Dad." Xiao Wang said, arching his arms into Tang Zhitong's arms.

Tang Zhitong was silent for a moment after hearing this answer. He only knew that classmate Xiao Wang's father passed away due to illness a few years ago, and she never mentioned more of the inside story to him.

Tang Zhitong gently stroked Xiao Wang's head. He did not speak, but only used actions to tell her that he was here and that he was willing to listen to her voice.

Lying in her husband's arms, classmate Xiao Wang began to narrate her dream intermittently: "I dreamed that my father took me to fly a kite in the park. The kite flew high and far, and we laughed happily together. Then suddenly my father suddenly He started coughing, and he coughed very hard. I saw needle holes starting to appear on his hands, and his face slowly turned sallow. Gradually, Dad turned into a kite and flew into the sky. I shouted to Dad desperately, and reeled in the thread as hard as I could. I wanted to pull him off, but dad just smiled and waved at me..."

Listening to classmate Xiao Wang's description, Tang Zhitong felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He could only hold her tightly, pat her back gently, and let her vent her emotions in his arms.

The greatest pain in life is to have a child who wants to be raised but is not treated as such.

Father's love is like a mountain. As long as your father is there, you still have support in life. Without your father, you can only rely on yourself for everything.

Before Tang Zhitong came here, he had a cousin who lost his father in his early years. He dropped out of school, worked part-time, ran a night market stall, worked in engineering, etc., and finally became prosperous. One time after drinking too much, my cousin said that he was forced to be where he is today because there was no one to protect him from the wind and rain, so he had no choice but to run forward on his own, receiving all the glares and beatings from society...

"How about we go visit the grave today." After a while, Xiao Wang finally calmed down. Tang Zhitong handed her a handkerchief and suggested softly.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, I'll go tomorrow." Xiao Wang took the handkerchief and blew his nose, and replied angrily.

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