Chapter 303

This kind of woman doesn't give you the profound worldly sophistication of Hou's children in Xia Yushi's poems. Of course, there will be no philistine haggling like Zhang's guiding them. I can't say what it's like, but it's not simple.

She came to me because of the driver. I won't think about it. I want to help Zuo Lin and Duan Hongli. It's not that I have to work in Sanhe.

"I'm not looking for you to be a driver." Wu qiao'er is very clever, know what I am thinking, gentle smile at me.

Hearing her say so, I was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't think about it. I know you were joking that day."

"I'm not kidding. If you've figured it out, you can come to me. You're welcome." Wu Qiao Er still says with a smile, a bit does not show the feeling of Mountain Dew.

"Then you came to me..." I don't want to continue on this topic. I ask directly.

"Oh, it's nothing. I heard that you like playing erhu. I know someone who has a little research on erhu. I'm an old man in this field. I want to take you to see him. After all, it's traditional culture. There are very few people like you who are willing to work hard to learn erhu. When you see someone learning erhu, you must take it to him At the end of the day, he knew whether the culture which has spread for hundreds of thousands of years has been abandoned. However, I have not seen one of them for so long. The old man is over 90 years old and is about to enter the coffin with regret, so... "

Wu Qiaoer said these words gently and skillfully. I couldn't refuse what she said. She didn't say how persistent the old man was to erhu. However, between the lines, I seemed to see the old man with a little strange temper, the old man who was struggling with the times, sighed. This reason is good.

The prison is to ask for leave again. At first, I often ask for leave in those days. I'm a little shy. But later I found that the people above didn't seem to have any special ideas for me. As time went by, I became thick skinned.

On the bus, Wu Qiaoer talked with me about the height and privacy of my work. It was a topic that could draw people into the relationship, but it didn't make people feel disgusted. We talked about each other on the bus. Before we knew it, we went outside a courtyard.

It's a rare quadrangle, and the environment is very good. All of them are out of the suburbs and hit a circle of trees. Wu Qiaoer arrives at the door and doesn't go in directly. I know why, because there is a car beside her parking place, not a famous car, but a Buick. There is no special pass. Even the license plate is the most common one.

But this is the car, let Wu Qiao Er this woman see several eyes.

Wu Qiaoer talked to me about the geomantic omen when he was waiting. I believed in my life. So I was very interested in geomantic omen. I had bought some books, eight trigrams, nine palaces, Taiji, yin and Yang. But it was too mysterious. I was a layman. I didn't understand it for a long time. But I was a leader of that shady and sunny house. I still thought about whether or not to do it in the future Work, be a prodigy, show someone the hell?

Wu Qiaoer can't tell what geomancy this place is. She also hears it from hearsay. When they were talking, they heard someone coming out of the yard and opened the door. I met him directly. This man is still an acquaintance, but I haven't seen him for a long time, and it seems that he can't hit the eight pole. He has a bad impression on me.

Seeing him, I quickly pasted it up and said, "President fan, Hello, long time no see."

The person who came out was fan Haiping, the one who had been having trouble with old Tang before. I felt that the people in this procuratorate were full of evil spirits. I went up to fan Haiping and down to the last time I checked whether I had helped the officer of the procuratorate who escaped from prison.

Fan Haiping didn't expect to meet me here. The light in his eyes flashed several times. He took a look at Wu Qiaoer next to him. He laughed and walked away from me. He didn't know whether to answer my words or to say to himself: "yes, it's a coincidence. There are too many clever things in the world."

Fan Haiping came out with a driver. After driving away, Wu Qiaoer must know fan Haiping. Otherwise, fan Haiping would not smile at her. She didn't gossip like an ordinary woman and asked me, "how do you know the president of the procuratorate?" It took me straight in.

After entering, she called out: "old Yao, at home, qiao'er came to see you."

The courtyard is clean and clean. There is a peach tree in the middle. Although it is past the flowering period, it is full of branches and leaves. Looking at the business, the small yard has numerous potted plants, which makes people feel a little happy and angry.

"Yes." There was an old voice in the room.

Wu qiao'er said with a smile: "old Yao, not only did I come to see you, but also brought a person to see you. You have been saying that you can't see a young man who can play erhu in this life. I'll find one for you today."

In the room, the sound of footsteps came out. An old man leaked out at the door, and his hair was white. What's more striking is that the man behind him actually tied the whip. I think he was also a performance artist when he was young. He was an ordinary old man with a bit of rosacea.The old man was not as excited as I imagined, and asked me a little coldly, "will you play a song?"

A little embarrassed, said, "ah."

The old man looked at me, but shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."

I don't know how to return, looking at Wu qiao'er, really let me give him a song? Wu Qiaoer went to say: "old Yao, he really will, I have heard people say."

I wonder here. It seems that few people know I can play erhu. Who told her that it was Duan Hongli? No, they're not as good as that.

"The beauty, the jade fly back, the jade hairpin." The old man looked at me like a prodigy and said such a sentence. I didn't understand it at that time, but vaguely felt that the old man was talking about me, but I didn't know what it meant.

This meeting was a bit unpleasant. At least I came with something in mind. Wu Qiaoer said that old Yao wanted to meet the inheritor of the quintessence of Chinese culture. Although I didn't flaunt myself as such, I wanted to let the old man have a wish before he died.

However, the old man was just like a pit stone, smelly and hard. He didn't tell me much about the erhu, let alone let me play a tune. He just listened to what Wu Qiaoer said there. Occasionally, he even answered.

Before leaving, all went out, the old man suddenly said to us, "come here more when you have time." The old man looked at me when he was talking. Although Wu qiao'er covered up very well, I could see her joy. The old man said this to me.

After going out, Wu Qiaoer's excitement was gone. She just said to me politely, "if you have time in the future, you can accompany old Yao."

Although the old man was not very talkative, he looked lonely. Judging from his appearance, he knew that his temper was stubborn and smelly, and he was unhappy in his old age.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Wu Qiaoer whispered: "he is the teacher of zuolin."

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Back in the prison, I have been thinking about this matter. Wu Qiaoer wants to send me a message. In fact, even if she doesn't say that the old man is zuolin's teacher, I will go back. I'm not a Bodhisattva, and I don't often meddle in my affairs. I just feel guilty about that lonely old man. Now I know that he is zuolin's teacher, I have no reason i'm not coming.

"Bang bang bang!" The door of the office was knocked violently, very loud, very anxious, I called: "who?"

The one who pushed the door in was Xiao He, who was frightened and said, "no! Some prisoners are swallowing! "

As soon as I heard this, I ran out. It was very common for the prisoner to swallow food. Most of them thought that they were bullied and couldn't stand it. So I wanted to stay in the hospital outside for a while.

After I went there, I found it was no one else. Unexpectedly, the fat Miao who just came in these two days is surrounded by her, trying to pry open her mouth and get that thing out. What's the use of it? All the things are swallowed.

I asked a nearby discipline, said: "prison doctor, why not come?"

"The old doctor seems to have asked for leave, and now this little doctor is here," he said

That little doctor has a hair, I asked Xiao He: "what did she swallow?"

Xiaohe said that he didn't know. When he asked about other disciplines, he didn't know. It happened that the little doctor came over and walked to the fat Miao. After a while, she said, "what's the prisoner swallowing? How can his stomach be so hard?"

I squatted down and looked at the fat Miao and said, "don't you want to live?"

I thought that fat Miao was bullied, but now it seems that she is not hurt. Besides, she is not with the old prisoner. The new prisoners are afraid of her and can not be bullied. But she is not bullied. Why swallow food?

Fat Miao didn't speak. His eyes looked straight at me. Suddenly, he burst into a mysterious smile. Then he covered his stomach and called out: "pain, pain, it's killing me..."

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