Please three incense

Chapter 7 We have known each other for almost 30 years
What an inexplicable emotion.

Zhou Shuning suppressed her thoughts in time, shook her head with a smile, scanned two hundred for the old man, and ran into the subway station.

"I've told you hundreds of times! You are a boy! This kind of doll is for girls to play with! Don't touch it again!"

There was a mother scolding her children on the platform.The child, about six or seven years old, was clinging to the Princess Elsa doll in her arms, so the mother snatched it away and angrily threw it into the trash can with a bang.

The child cried loudly, attracting the attention of people around him.

"I owed you something in my previous life! Just like your incompetent father, who tinkered with useless things every day!" The mother seemed to feel embarrassed and cursed, dragging the child away.

Zhou Shuning glanced at their backs and didn't mind if they were dirty. She reached out and picked out the doll from the trash can, patted the dirt on it, and guessed...

Well, no matter what, I can sell a certain fish for ten or eight yuan to make up for the loss of compassion just now.

Suddenly the announcement that the train was about to arrive at the station sounded.

Zhou Shuning turned around casually, but suddenly, she met a pair of evil eyes on the opposite platform——

Separated by two glass curtain walls, there seemed to be a cold and evil man standing on the opposite platform.His face was a little blurry, but he could feel his direct gaze, piercing through the glass and piercing through the glass, and his expression was extremely sinister.

At first glance at this blurry figure, Zhou Shuning's pupils shrank suddenly, almost showing an expression of disbelief.

At this time, the train pulled into the station.

Accompanied by the sound of wind and the scream of wheels and rails, the subway entering the station blocked Zhou Shuning's sight.She lowered her head as she put the doll into her backpack, and when she raised her head again, her expression returned to a nonchalant expression.

However, when she entered the carriage and glanced at the opposite platform intentionally or unintentionally, she could not find the man.

Is it an illusion?
Zhou Shuning frowned, feeling a little troubled in her heart - those eyes just now... looked too much like someone she knew, but he couldn't appear here, and...

She moved her eyes slightly and looked at her face reflected in the glass.

She is ordinary, with a high ponytail, and can barely be called comely.

——Even if it was that person, it was impossible for him to come towards her.

This face will not be recognized by any old friend.

The five stops will arrive soon.

Because of that fleeting figure, Zhou Shuning was extremely careful when she left the station, looking in all directions and listening in all directions. As a result, she accidentally bumped into a sweet girl.

"Excuse me."

Zhou Shuning looked up and was surprised, "Xun Ji? How did you..."

She looked like she couldn't wrap her head around it, but Xun Ji said, "Wait for you, you're too slow." She took Zhou Shuning's arm and said, "I didn't see you when I went back to the dormitory after class, so I guess You came to see Hu Yao, no, the guy who came by taxi arrived 10 minutes earlier than you!"

"Ah? You're so prophetic, you still know that I take the subway?"

"Don't I know you well? We have been friends for many years..."

"Yes, we have known each other for almost 30 years!"

"what?"

"It's rounded up."

"We've known each other in junior high school, haven't we been together for five years?"

"But I have a vague hunch that we have known each other in my previous life." Zhou Shuning smiled and told the truth in a joking tone.

Naturally, Xun Ji couldn't take it seriously, "You suddenly said nice things. I think you gave my WeChat message to random people. You must have a guilty conscience."

Zhou Shuning followed her words, "You don't have to join her, but I really didn't expect Ye Dongdong, her boyfriend, to have a crush on you... A medical student comes to take a history class, do you believe it?"

"Why is her male god? The one who added me is a man named Xu Hao."

"..." What Zhou Shuning wanted to say was stuck in her throat.

She was shocked.

——Han Zeyao doesn’t really have a friend, does he?

This is too incredible.

However, Zhou Shuning was too lazy to dwell on this.Clicking on the mobile phone map navigation and recognizing the route, he and Xun Ji started trotting hand in hand.

The previous episode was also forgotten.

Hu Yao lives in her husband's room in Shikumen.The area south of Central is not very lively, and it becomes even more depressing on cold winter nights.

Orange street lights lit up the haze, and vehicles were speeding by on the road.There were dense wires like spider webs on the telephone poles, covering the hazy night, so low that it made people breathless.

Hu Yao was wearing a thick down jacket, a scarf and a hat, with her hands in her pockets, fully armed and waiting at the entrance of the alley.

Therefore, as soon as Zhou Shuning and Xun Ji recognized her, they speeded up their pace in unison.

"Aren't you sick? Why did you run out?" Xun Ji looked at her.

Faced with her concern, Hu Yao cheerfully led her home while spraying white mist from her mouth, "I'll pick you up. The alley is hard to find, I'm afraid you'll get lost."

There are residential buildings around, which look a little old under the street lights, and piles of scrap metal can be seen everywhere.

"reached."

Hu Yao took them into a security door with a courtyard.There are some New Year paintings of door gods and ghosts on the peeling walls, some old and new.After entering the house on the first floor, the warmth hit her face, but the first thing Zhou Shuning noticed was the various New Year paintings all over the house.

The house is about fifty square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, and a courtyard. Although the furniture is old, the lighting is warm and the light sandalwood is lit, making it quite warm.

"Friends are here?" Hu Yao's grandfather is wearing reading glasses. The 70-year-old man is full of energy and is playing with tools such as brushes and hammers in the living room.

"Well! These two are my roommates, Zhou Shuning and Xun Ji." Hu Yao introduced.

"Hello grandpa."

Zhou Shuning had just met him last week and was not sure if he still remembered it, so she pretended to be shocked, "Huh Yao, is this your grandfather?"

Hu Junguo recognized her as expected and smiled, "Aren't these the two girls from the night market? Come, sit down. Yaoyao pours tea."

The hot water kettle was placed on the cabinet nearby. While pouring tea, Hu Yao asked in surprise, "What's going on? Do you still know each other?"

Zhou Shuning explained simply, "We met your grandfather when we visited the night market last week."

"Girl, you are so enthusiastic. You found someone following me and kindly reminded me." Hu Junguo said with a smile.

"Following you... a thief? Grandpa, did you take out those things to show off again?" Hu Yao frowned and handed over the two cups of tea he had poured.

"What's wrong with me showing off?" Hu Junguo glared at her, "I took those award-winning works out to let more people understand our country's traditional culture!"

"There is so much traditional culture, and New Year paintings don't make any money, so who is still learning this now..."

From their conversation, Zhou Shuning learned that Hu Junguo was a non-hereditary of the wooden New Year paintings.

As an art form born 1000 years ago, New Year pictures are the symbol of the New Year, while wooden New Year pictures are the flavor of the New Year when walking on wooden boards.This kind of folk art has thick and bright colors, and the images are mostly characters from popular operas, heroes and folk myths.Hu Junguo inherited the mantle of Hujia Menshen Store at the age of ten. He has been in the business for more than sixty years and has received various honorary certificates as "inheriter of intangible cultural heritage".

But by his generation, honorary certificates have long become decorations.Almost no young people are willing to learn such a laborious and time-consuming thing. He has no choice but to carry his certificates and works and go to crowded places to promote his skills in order to pass on his skills.He also accepted a few apprentices, but unfortunately not two persisted.

"Since it's a wooden New Year picture, can you tell me if it can be carved on this kind of bamboo board?"

Zhou Shuning used the topic to reveal the dominoes in her hand.

(End of this chapter)