Full text of "In Search of "Huaer Han""

Looking for "Huaer Han"

A quick calculation shows that I haven't been to this area for thirty years. In front of the No. 1 Prison, the "Road to Renewal" with "three feet of soil when there is no wind, and one street of mud when it rains" has been paved with asphalt. A building has been built at "Songbai An" where the "Liyuan Pantheon" is located, and a building has been built near Yang Xiaolou's cemetery. Started school. Going south there are "Parrot House" and "Xiang Tomb". When he was young, Gan Ziqian often sketched there, and he can still recite the first few sentences on the tombstone: "The vast sorrow, the catastrophe; the short song ends, the bright moon is missing..." Now, he looks at the Taoranting Lake after all the vicissitudes of life, It's really a bit "confused and sad". Where can I find "Huaer Han"? Hua'er Han is a person who is very useful in carrying out the four modernizations. He has been squeezed out of the cultural industry for decades. My head is no longer tall. If I don't get him back during my lifetime, I will close my eyes after my death.

The holiday between Gan Ziqian and Huaerhan started with a prank more than thirty years ago. When Gan Ziqian was young, he painted meticulous figures, and sometimes copied one or two ancient paintings. Once he saw an imitation of an ancient painting by the famous painter Master Zhang. On a whim, he used a piece of Song Dynasty paper and half a piece of ancient ink he had saved to imitate a painting by Zhang Zeduan and titled it "Picture of Cold Food". It was originally painted for fun, but a tabloid reporter saw it. This person's name is Na Wu, and he is the least motivated among the Eight Banners disciples. He took the painting to Feng Ziqian, who was good at making fake paintings, and had it framed in an antique manner. He added a seal such as "Qianlong Yulan" and made it old. He showed it to Gan Ziqian and said, "In these two days, you will Catching up with Master Zhang. At least not as good as Hua'er Han!

Hua'er Han is a master of calligraphy and painting business. He is good at identifying and appraising, and is also good at counterfeiting. reputation, he was recently hired as the deputy manager by "Gongmaodang"

Gan Ziqian was very proud to see his work dressed up in such a mottled and ancient style, and said with a smile: "Don't flatter me. How can I be that tall? "

"If you want to take my words as flattery, you are scolding me. "The five said angrily, "If you don't believe it, let's do an experiment. "

"How to test? "

Na Wuji said that he should take Hua'er to "Gongmao Dang" to pawn it. Hua'er Han saw through it, it was nothing more than a joke. To hide Hua'er Han, it shows that Gan Ziqian The heat is already here. What I didn’t say is that I’ll give you half of the price, and I’ll have a special meal. After that, Na Wu wrapped up the painting with a blue bag.

He said that Na Wu wanted to defraud him from the beginning, but he was just trying to win the bet, and then he decided to defraud people of their money. You have to pretend to be like a dragon and like a dog. It is said that people in the industry look at the clothes first and then the goods. Na Wu now changed his outfit: a spring silk gown, a pipa-collared waistcoat, pointed black satin shoes, and white silk socks. Holding a two-inch-long horned cigarette holder in his hand, he put it on the three-turret, lit it, and handed the bundle to the counter, saying, "What's the full price?" "[Note] He turned to the corner and stood there. At first glance, he looked like he was a member of the Eight Banners family, who had stolen the family's treasures to pawn them (these people were always willing to pawn them but not sell them. And when they pawned them, they would not redeem them. At that time, the Ministry of Internal Affairs This is the same way to get money for Boyi, which has made a lot of money in the industry)

Is it because Wu’s disguise is that he’s asking for the full price? Hua'erhan glanced at it for a while and had no way of checking it. Anyway, after several negotiations, the baggage was delivered and taken off. Finally, Hua'erhan sang in a Shanxi accent: "Write!" A broken painting, bitten by insects, discolored and moldy, was worth an ocean of six hundred..." [Note] At that time, the warship brand noodles were two yuan for a bag, and six hundred oceans was a sum. Those five dollars came back after a Gan Ziqian laughed happily at first, then he became afraid once the incident spread, and his character would be ruined, and he would also offend Hua'er Han. They can be considered friends. They both like to listen to Peking opera; Lao Sheng is the most popular among the old students. , and the shouting styles are different. Over time, even the opera singers have developed conditioned reflexes. If they don't hear these two shouting "hello" at the end of a scene, the rest of the scene will not be interesting. One night Sheng Shiyuan sang "Lost!" "Empty Slash", Hua'er Han didn't arrive because of something.

Kongming sat in the tent for a while, and after the speech, he did not hear two cheers, but only one. Sheng Shiyuan sang more and more laxly, and later he even hung his beard wrongly. It would be better to attract him. When Hua'er Han heard about this, he specially invited guests to wash away Sheng Shiyuan's shame, and the two of them became brothers.

When Wu saw Gan Ziqian's face darkening, he persuaded him: "Do you have anything to regret about? Hua'erhan himself made his fortune by forging paintings. This is called retribution for the world. Do you want to be dissatisfied with your reputation? No, just quit. This time, who knows if we don’t tell you? And this time it’s just to try your skills, not just to make money. Are you willing to pay interest to redeem this piece of paper?"

"I don't have the money to redeem it!"

"I can't do it even if I want to. It's mine!"

Gan Ziqian had no choice but to accept Na Wu's point of view. He kept his promise and gave the five or three hundred yuan. But when he was invited to eat duck, Na Wu did not let Gan Ziqian lose his money. Na Wu said: "I'll get this pawn ticket from Dongdan Qihe Tower and go to a small Japanese bet shop to bet it. I can still win three hundred and two hundred from Little Japan. I'll wait for the duck money."

Gan Ziqian said: "You are really scheming!"

Nawu said: "Don't you agree? It's also patriotic to cheat the Japanese out of their money!"

Shortly after this One day, Gan Ziqian went to the store to sell paintings and collect money, and heard a comment that Han Han, the painter, had played with eagles all his life and made the eagles look at him. A few days later, he received an invitation. On August 16th, Hua'er Han Zuo celebrated his birthday and invited Gan Ziqian to a banquet.

Hua'erhan rented an abandoned garden near Houhai in Prince Gong's palace and arranged a longevity hall in the "Tinghe Xuan" near the water. There is a corrugated iron pavilion in front of the house, which can be spread out for about ten tables. Gan Ziqian thought Hua'erhan's face would look a little tired when this happened, but unexpectedly, after not seeing him for a few days, he became even more energetic. After three rounds of drinking, Hua'erhan covered his face with wine, made a bow and said: "Today is Shan Shan's brother's birthday, so I don't dare to disturb you. Please come, I I want to express my feelings, brother, I fell down!"

Everyone asked: "What happened?"

"I don't think everyone has heard about it, I just accepted it!" Fake paintings. I also made mistakes when I was down, and now I still fall for the fake words. I have nothing to complain about, but I think there are many people who are responsible for this in order to prevent others from taking advantage of me. Damn, I brought the painting. Please take a look at it. Remember my lesson and don’t fall into this trap again. "

Two people yelled. One of the apprentices held the painting, and the other held a bamboo pole with iron claws on the head. They picked up the painting and hung it on the copper hook prepared for hanging the lantern under the iron beam. Everyone gathered under the painting and made a tut-tsk sound, saying, "It's an eye-opener that a fake can be so fake." Hua'er Han said, "Don't let it scare you. It's better to find faults first so that you can learn some Taoism from here." He glanced at Gan Ziqian and said with a smile: "Zi Qian's eyesight is extraordinary, you can find out the flaws first and let everyone understand!"

Gan Ziqian's face was already red, but fortunately he had wine! Covered, no one noticed. He walked to his painting, looked at the lower left corner, and found a faint thumbprint, confirming that it was his own work. I looked at the whole painting carefully again, and even I admired myself. It's really a good painting. To be honest, he really can't tell where the flaw is; if he knew where it was, he would have fixed it at the beginning. He admitted that the writing power was not as good as the real thing after all, so he said: "The wrist is still weak and a bit tacky; the paper is Song Dynasty paper and the ink is Song Dynasty ink. No wonder even Mr. Han was fooled!" Painter Han laughed heartily twice and said: "The reason why I'm the boss this time is not because of his superior skills, but because I am too confident and too reckless. What I want to advise you today is that people must never be so bold and artistic that they forget to be cautious. This painting looks lifelike. In fact, as long as you look closely, the flaws are quite obvious. For example, the title of the painting "Cold Food Picture" naturally depicts the Qingming Festival when Zhang Zeduan lived in Bianliang for a long time. The Qingming Festival in Zhongzhou should be the weather of the Qingming Festival, but look at this child. , actually wearing an ear-covering hood! How could Zhang Zeduan make this joke! If you look closely, where did you see this child? In the "Auspicious Snow Picture", he naturally wears it. Hood. So just looking at the child, it was painted by Zhang Zeduan.

Just looking at the background, it was also painted by Zhang Zeduan. Put these two together, it’s not Zhang Zeduan’s painting! Look at this woman again: When visiting the grave during the Qingming Festival, the young widow will naturally cry for her husband! The word husband has a closed accent in Zhongzhou rhyme, but this woman has her mouth open! This mouth shape can only make the sound ah! Can women in the Song Dynasty scream like Zhang Fei from the Three Kingdoms? Everyone knows "Shen Tou Ci Soup", right? Even Tang Qin knew that Zhang Zeduan would not make such a mistake, which shows that this was not a painting by Zhang Zeduan..."

Everyone was amazed when they heard this. Gan Ziqian also secretly admired him in his heart, and he paid tribute to the painter Han I had a glass of wine and asked him for advice: "I have listened to "Shen Tou Ci Soup" so many times. I've heard Lei Xifu's, Ma Lianliang's, and Qilin Tong's, but why don't I know the allusions to Tang Qin's painting theory? Hua'er Han said: "You come to the pawn shop tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I will tell you in detail. Today is not the time. Sheng Shiyuan came to wish me a birthday, and the show will start soon." "

After that, Hua'er Han poured a glass of wine on the painting, lit a fire, and lit the painting on the spot. The painting immediately roared and burned into a pillar of fire. Hua'er Han laughed and said: "Just burn it, so that it doesn't stay in the world and harm others! Let’s have another drink and go listen to the show! ”

After the painting was burned, Ganzi Qian’s heart was settled, and he sat down and listened to the play quietly. Sheng Shiyuan came to the meeting as a friend and worked extra hard. Han, the painting’s friend, said loudly "Hello." Gan Ziqian couldn't help but shout "Hello" as well. After the play was finished, Hua'erhan went to the backstage to say thank you for your hard work. Went to the restaurant. Who is he? Can you please come and meet him? "Hua'er Han Zi accepted the fake paintings and felt disgusted. He didn't go to Sanqing for some days, and he didn't know that Gan Ziqian didn't go either. When Sheng Shiyuan mentioned it, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that the person who made the fake paintings to deceive him must be in the same industry. As soon as he heard this, he went to the front desk to find Gan Ziqian. The apprentice said that Mr. Gan had just been found.

At this time, Gan Ziqian was being pulled out of the side door of the garden by Na Wu. Gan Ziqian was slightly dissatisfied and said, "Master Wu, why did you come here to show up?" Nawu said, "I have something urgent to discuss with you." I'll take the pawn ticket and the Japanese will pawn it. [Note] Do you think this is a risk? It would be a pleasure to earn a fortune by outsmarting the Japanese; but if he were to recognize the lie, the Japanese would not be able to compare with Huaer Han, and they would inevitably send us to the Red Hat Yamen and give us cold water..."

Gan Ziqian said with a little disgust: "Don't go to Longwangshu!" Let me tell you, Hua'erhan has already cremated our masterpiece and ascended it to heaven. "Then he explained the situation in detail. After hearing this, Na Wu was stunned for a moment, and then clapped his thighs.

"This time it's time to draw Han Han's family! No wonder I asked Lian Kuoru to have my fortune read, and he said I was going to have bad luck! "

Gan Ziqian said: "What evil do you want to do? It's enough to get a few hundred people, don't kill them all, not to mention that they are all friends with me. ”

“Friends? There are no fathers and sons in business! Seeing wealth but not making money is a coward. Don't worry, just wait, I'll treat you to river crabs at Zhengyang Tower! "

After Na Wu left, the more Gan Ziqian thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He felt that in terms of character, Hua'er Han was much higher than Na Wu. Don't say that this matter had anything to do with him, even if it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't bear it. Seeing that Na Wu would try to trick him again, he decided to visit Hua'er Han at the pawnshop tomorrow morning and try to find a chance to break up with Hua'er Han so that he wouldn't let Na Wu make things worse.

Gan Ziqian arrived that day. "Gong Maodang." When Hua'erhan heard that he was coming, he met Gao Ying and led him to his room behind the tent. After the apprentice offered him tea, Hua'erhan picked up the hookah and took a puff. Bao Bao then brought up the topic: "I went to Sanqing a few days ago, why didn't I see you? Before Gan Ziqian could say anything, the cashier ran in with a panic look on his face and said in a hushed voice: "Manager, something happened up front." "

Hua'er Han asked unhurriedly: "What's all the fuss about?" ”

“Someone has come to redeem me. ”

“Is it a pawn shop? No one redeems the pawn?” "

"It's not redemption, it's redemption..." Mr. Accountant glanced at Gan Ziqian, approached Hua'erhan, and lowered his voice. Hua'erhan said loudly: "If you have anything to say, feel free to To be honest, Mr. Gan is not an outsider. Mr. Accountant then resumed his voice and said loudly: "Someone is here to redeem the painting."

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"Which painting? "

"It's the "Cold Food Picture" burned yesterday! "

Gan Ziqian felt like someone hit a bell on his head, and his whole body was shaken. He never expected that the five poor people would go crazy and come up with this trick.

Hua'er Han said: "You tell him that the painting is fake, it's enough for him to defraud him of a few hundred oceans. Still not satisfied, go to the official to reason with him. ”

“Manager, you are wise, can a businessperson respond to someone else’s words like this? When someone takes a pawn ticket, even if it is a piece of papyrus, he still has to give it to someone else if he wants to redeem it! If you can't get this piece of papyrus, you'll have to pay double the original price, so maybe people won't accept it. Why should we talk to Shangguan? "

After a few questions, Hua'erhan was speechless. At this time, the noise outside became louder. I could only hear the fifth master's thin voice shouting like a Qingyi chanter: "What's the matter? I want to Rely on my family heirloom? Are you saying that my paintings are fake? Okay, it’s just a fake. The fake one I have is imitation of Chen Laolian. It’s more expensive than the real one. If you don’t have anything, just pay for it!

Hua'erhan stood up and said, "That's outrageous. I'll go take a look. Ziqian, I asked for leave." "

When Gan Ziqian heard Na Wu Ye shouting, he was angry at first, and then embarrassed. Na Wu's move made him at a loss. He ignored the rules and etiquette and followed Hua'erhan to the front cabinet.

As usual, the counter of the pawn shop is more than a foot above the customer's head. There is a black and red stick hanging on the wall in front of it (this is a legacy of the Qing Dynasty official merchants, indicating that it is half a business and half a government office). Four or five of the housekeepers gathered around Hua'er Han and looked under the counter. They only heard the five men saying softly: "There are paintings to take, but there are no paintings. Let's find a place to talk..." "

Gan Ziqian walked up behind Hua'erhan, looked down across the counter, and saw a short black fat man standing behind Wu. He was wearing a gray cloth trousers jacket, with the cuffs covering his hands. He was the Thirteen Taibao's The buttonholes were all open, revealing the black-edged white cotton trousers and the red belly. Hei Liang from the Outer Fifth District Detective Team was immediately recognized. Looking at the formation, Na Wu was determined to restrain Hua'erhan. He had a big neck. Gan Ziqian glanced at the five men and said, knowing that they couldn't do anything, "Who am I supposed to be?" Fifth Master! Hey, we are all our own people, why bother..."

"Master Gan, when we are talking about business, please don't mess around. I pawned a Tiaoshan that was handed down from my ancestors. Today I come to redeem it. One moment they say that my painting is fake, and the next moment they ask me to extend the exhibition. Do you think this doesn’t make me anxious? "

Gan Ziqian was just trying to find the right words to persuade Na Wu to stop. Hua'er Han pushed forward, stretched his head out of the counter, and rushed down and said, "Are you in a hurry? I'm more anxious than you are! I calculated that you should come as soon as the door opened, but why did you come at this hour? Don't you want to redeem it? Where's the money? ”

“Are you afraid that I have no money? "The five threw a small bag wrapped in a white handkerchief from the bottom, which was full of colorful banknotes. Hua'erhan asked the clerk to count them, and the clerk counted them. Together with the interest, it was exactly more than 800 yuan. Hua'erhan counted the interest. He came out and put it aside, put the six hundred yuan in the counter, reached out and took out a blue cloth bag from under the counter, and handed it down:

"Isn't it a redemption of a painting? Take it away! ”

Not to mention Gan Ziqian, even the colleagues at the pawnshop were stunned, and there was silence for a while. Na Wu first stayed there with his mouth open and closed, and then reached out to pick up the baggage, his hands trembling. Unable to take it, the detective team member took the baggage and stuffed it into his arms and said, “Look, is it the original? "

Looking at the five packs of baggage, beads of sweat fell to the ground. He grinned at Gan Ziqian on the counter, neither smiling nor crying. He was obviously asking himself, but actually he was saying Listen to Gan Ziqian: "Didn't Hua'er burn yesterday? "

Hua'er Han said, "If I didn't burn it yesterday, could you come and redeem it today?" "

Nawu said to himself: "So there are two "Cold Food Pictures" in the world? "

Hua'er Han said: "If you want, I will spare the time to make another one for you tonight! "

Gan Ziqian couldn't believe the miracle in front of him. He said to Na Wu: "Why is the painting so lively? Tell me to open my eyes too.

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The five paintings were handed over, but Gan Ziqian didn't even look at them. He looked so ashamed that he just came out of the bathhouse! He first cast his eyes on the lower left corner, and left it unintentionally. The thumbprint was very light and faint, and it was exactly the same as the painting burned yesterday. He doubted whether he could identify which one was by his hand if the two paintings were placed together. An expert can peel a painting into two pieces. Does Painter Han have this unique skill?

Hei Liang from the detective team below got impatient and asked Na Wu:

"Look at it." I have nothing to do with you, right? You take the money, it's time for me to leave. "

The five cents of money sent Hei Liang away, he recovered, smiled cynically, cupped his hands upward and said, "Master Han, my eyes are open." More than 200 yuan in interest gave me some insights, so it’s not in vain! ”

“Get the interest back! Hua'er Han passed the interest aside and said with a laugh: "You brought Hua'er, and now you have taken it back. It's a waste of money to run back and forth. You can use the money to buy it." Two shoes to wear, let me tell you who is sitting at the tent! " Speaking of this, Hua'er Han glanced at Gan Ziqian, who was dumbfounded and embarrassed: "Do you still come to my place to kill flies with this little ability? If you can deceive the artist himself, that’s called fraud. Let him study for two more years! "

Gan Zi was so ashamed that he walked out of "Gongmaodang" with his head lowered. He avoided Hua'er Han everywhere and never saw him again. Although Hua'er Han became famous because of this, Cai Dong Not daring to risk any more money, the deputy manager was dismissed in the first month of the following year. Hua'erhan worked for two years. When Peiping was about to be liberated, all businesses were in decline, and he was reduced to playing small drums in exchange for foreigners and lamps. Gan Ziqian's reputation for forging paintings spread. Although he lost his personality, he got a job in a calligraphy and painting shop, and became a craftsman specializing in repairing paintings. Because the paintings and calligraphy were inevitably damaged, someone had to make fake repairs.

After the liberation of Peiping, Gan Ziqian was born in a clean and poor family, active in political studies, progressive in thinking, and close to the organization. During the public-private partnership, he became a member of the leading group of the calligraphy and painting industry and the vice chairman of the trade union.

After the public-private partnership, the cultural relics, calligraphy and painting industry needed to reorganize its team, and someone proposed to recruit Erhan. The government officials didn’t know who this person was, so they asked Gan Ziqian to find out. Gan Ziqian hesitated and said, “I’m not familiar with him either. Let me find out.” one time. " When he got home, he started to think about it. He didn't mean to deceive him at first, but he couldn't explain it. Many years have passed, and no one will think of talking about it again if he doesn't come. No problem. If he comes, he will have a mouth. If he tells this matter that I, Gan Ziqian, did it intentionally, wouldn’t I be able to get rid of my skin? What’s wrong with me? It's better to be less involved! But he couldn't lie to the organization. When he saw the government representative, he said: "We understand the matter of Hua'erhan. This man had a background as a forgery painter and worked as the deputy manager of a pawn shop. He lived quite well for a while before liberation. The famous actor Sheng Shiyuan came to sing in the hall..." After hearing this, the government representative asked him again: "Some people say that he is quite capable. Do you think it is better for us to use him or not? "Gan Ziqian said: "The decision is still made by the leadership. My level is low and I am not sure about the problem. "Hua'erhan was finally not called.

According to certain conventions in the cultural relics industry, people who have been cleared out of this industry can do anything else, but they are never allowed to get involved in the cultural relics business again. They buy and sell by themselves and do it for others. The identification was illegal. Hua'er Han has since disappeared from his peers.

For many years, Gan Ziqian has never felt guilty about Hua'er Han. This person hardly expected it.

During the ten years of turmoil, Gan Ziqian suffered a lot of grievances. He felt that the most aggrieved and unreasonable thing was that he was not allowed to do anything to "reform him". After overthrowing the "Gang of Four", restoring his reputation or returning his deposit, nothing moved him more than letting him return to the cultural relics store and do the work he loved and was able to do. He devoted all his energy to work. But time was not forgiving. When he was elected as a people's representative, the doctor's diagnosis was also delivered to him. He was declared to have a disease that required rest and there was no hope of cure! /p>

Although he told people: "I am almost seventy, going to Babao Mountain right away is not a loss!" I have also enjoyed this late blessing since the Third Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China! But I feel really depressed.

He thought that he had received a lot from the people in his life, but had given very little back to them. He silently settled accounts with himself, calculating all the bad things he had done to the people and the country in his life. After much calculation, Hua'er Han was the one to blame.

The veterans of the cultural property industry are dying and getting sick. Ten years of catastrophe have produced no talent, and manpower shortage has become a critical problem. Nowadays, the price of cultural relics in the international market has increased. Whether it is identifying ancient paintings or making imitations, Hua'er Han has unique skills. How can we not let him use his talents? At first, all he had to do was say, "This person is useful," and Hua'erhan stayed. But he didn't say anything, so he was squeezed out for decades just because of this.

Decades of education by the Communist Party, the arrogance of the elderly, and the indifference to personal gains and losses all worked together. He reported to the party committee and checked for mistakes. The party committee secretary praised his loyalty and ordered him to invite Huaer Han back to the cultural relics world.

After searching for it, I discovered that Beijing is a big city, has a large population, and has been separated for a long time! I first heard that Hua'er Han had burned a boiler at the Tianqiao "Ploughshares" teahouse. When I got there, I saw that the teahouse was already old. I also heard that Hua'erhan and another old bachelor shared a house and raised goldfish near the goldfish pond. When I went there and asked, the house was completely demolished. After searching for half a month and visiting eight places, the only gain was that I heard that Hua'erhan was indeed alive and well, and sometimes went to practice Ziwu Kung Fu near Taoranting. Gan Ziqian always feels resentful when he thinks of those people who have done harm to him. Only then did I realize that I had also persecuted others, and the consequences were no less severe than others persecuting me, and the methods were no more noble than others.

He was determined to repay the debt he owed. Ignoring the doctor's warning, I came to Taoranting early in the morning with a stick. It was still not bright yet, and there were people running, shouting, walking, and fishing in the foggy lake garden. Threes, threes, and shadows were coming and going, left and right, before and after him. Who could he ask?

While I was worrying, a man with a long beard, wearing a Chinese trousers and a cane came towards me. The man was not squinting, and he was humming Peking opera in a low voice as he walked. As he got closer, he heard that the song was "The Empty City Strategy": "The old soldiers were talking about it for some reason..."

This singing tune made Gan Zi Qian stopped. The four words "discussed one after another" are pronounced in an unusual way. The word "many" has nine twists and turns, with ups and downs; the word "discussion" is frank and straightforward. Gan Ziqian seemed to be out of conditioned reflex, and without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth and shouted "Okay!"

The old man also stopped and raised his face half-way, as if to catch the lingering sound of the shout. . He looked at the woods by the lake that were not yet bright and said: "I haven't heard this cheering for more than thirty years. Didn't I hear it wrong?"

Gan Ziqian responded: "This is I haven't heard the words 'talking about' in more than thirty years. Are you sure it's Mr. Sheng?"

"Oh, what did you say?" The old man took a few steps. He came over, not shaking hands, but grabbing Gan Ziqian's wrist and shaking it up and down: "You are, you are the one who often listens to my plays with Hua'erhan..."

"My name is "Gan Ziqian."

"I heard that I asked Hua'erhan to invite you to come for a meeting that year in the garden of Prince Gong's Mansion. It's a pity that you left after that. How are you doing?"

Gan Ziqian said he was a consultant at a cultural relics store, and Sheng Shiyuan said, "Oh, what kind of consultant is this? Even if you still have a little bit of ability, I will let you use it. Socialism means not burying talents. People who work in our industry do not support the elderly or the young. I fell into the trap when Japan surrendered and was left in the old society. I was asked to teach at the drama school as soon as we were liberated. Even though the Gang of Four suffered a little, we were not the only ones who suffered. Even the President of the country and the generals and marshals suffered, so what can we say yesterday? I met Shihai, he can still go on stage..."

Gan Ziqian wanted to wait for Mr. Sheng to reach a station and ask Huaerhan for news.

But the old gentleman became more and more energetic as he talked, so he had to squeeze in and say: "Mr. Sheng, you mentioned Hua'er Han just now, do you know where he is now?"

"Where did he fall? He has been at my house all along!"

Gan Ziqian made a sound and stared at Sheng Shiyuan for a long time. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world, and it can be hit right at once (he forgot that he had failed eight times)? Another question: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Hey, ask fellow boxers like Tao Ranting, who doesn't know that Hua'erhan keeps company with me? The teahouse became famous during the 'Cultural Revolution' , Hua'erhan had no place to make a living, so he walked around the lake in a hurry, and said to me: "Fourth brother, I have been retreating step by step over the years, and I am no longer allowed to do antiques. I pull three wheels: three wheels are not allowed." I set up a stall to sell large bowls of tea. The large bowls of tea were not allowed to be sold, so I burned the boiler for the teahouse. Now that even the teahouse has been destroyed, where can I go? I have been a temporary worker since liberation, and I am over 70 years old. Who wants me?" I persuaded him: "Is there any river in the world that I can't cross? You move into my house. Since my wife passed away and my son was transferred to another place, I am the only one left in the drama school during the day. When I was criticized, I thought that if I asked people to break into my house, I would keep my house. As long as my salary is not cancelled, I will have food for you. From that time on, he stayed in my house for ten years.”

Gan Ziqian said impatiently: "In that case, can I go with you to see him? I have something to ask him about."

"No."

"What?"

"Cerebral thrombosis, I went to the hospital the day before yesterday."

"Hey..." Gan Ziqian spread his hands and sighed repeatedly.

"Don't worry, your life is not in danger right now, but visits are not allowed."

Gan Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why did you suddenly get cerebral thrombosis?"

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"Tired. Last year he was diagnosed with cerebrovascular sclerosis, and the doctor told him to rest more, but he became busy instead. He said that his family has been practicing calligraphy and painting for generations, and he has a knack for identifying ancient paintings. He wanted to take advantage of this I can write it down while I am still alive, so that it will not be lost from him."

Gan Ziqian said: "It would have been better if we started early."

Sheng Shiyuan said: "A few years ago. He opened his mouth and scolded me, saying that the leaders of the cultural relics department were all useless and did not recognize his piece of gold. He would rather take it to the coffin than leave his job to them. In the past two years, the government has implemented the policy for me step by step. The income has increased, and our lives have improved. He feels that the policies of the Party Central Committee are good. Although the rain on me has also wetted his fields, he is currently engaged in the four modernizations. This ability is useful to the country. Yes, we shouldn’t hide it anymore. This is a good thing for the country and the people. Can I stop it? I bought him paper, ink, good tea, and big-leaf cigarettes, but I forgot to tell him to pay attention. Body."

Gan Ziqian said with tears in his eyes: "You are so interesting in making friends. You can pat your chest."

"You are still the new member of the Party Central Committee. The policy is good, but if I am thrown into the trash can as a fourth old man, can I still care about him?"

Gan Ziqian felt heavy, walked side by side with Sheng Shiyuan in silence, and suddenly asked : "He can still speak, can't he?"

"Yes, he can, but his tongue is a bit stiff and he has difficulty turning."

"Then there is help!" Gan Ziqian was overjoyed. He thought he should suggest sending someone to bring a tape recorder to record; he should put forward a proposal at the National People's Congress to rescue the special skills preserved by the elderly; he should...

Sheng Shiyuan said goodbye to Gan Ziqian and said: "Where I will take you there as soon as Doctor Tian lifts the ban."

"Yes. Do you think there are any difficulties?"

"There are difficulties, but I'm afraid you can't help. Hua'erhan has been a temporary worker for half his life and has not been able to get public medical care. I implemented the policy and paid some extra money. This time, he was fully paid when he was hospitalized. But this disease cannot be cured in just three or two days. My salary is enough to support one person in the hospital. "Can you find a place to pay for his medicine?" "Okay!" Gan Ziqian said firmly: It's on me!"

On his way back, Gan Ziqian felt more energetic and relaxed than when he came here. He plans to transfer his savings to Hua'erhan's name.

He thought of Sheng Shiyuan's last request almost with gratitude. He felt that life had finally given him a chance to say goodbye to this world with a clear conscience.