Searching for Treasures in the Clouds

Zhou Heyi told her in advance that Yu Ru couldn't speak, so it was difficult for ordinary people to chat with her, but she still showed great interest in Yu Ru and kept talking to her during the test.

"Master Yu, does your job require you to provide door-to-door service often? It must be very tiring, right?"

"Master Yu, I feel that spring and summer are more suitable for me. Is that your opinion?"

"Master Yu, what is this?"

……

Yu Ru answered with both nodding and shaking her head.

She was a little surprised at how fast Gao Wenyin asked questions. She was one of the few people she had met who could ask questions like that. Although she asked a lot of questions, they were all about insignificant things and not offensive. She seemed to know how Zhou Heyi and she could become a couple. One of them was taciturn and not good at talking, while the other was talkative. They could complement each other.

Turning around to look at Zhou Heyi again, he was looking at Gao Wenyin with a perverted look on his face, doing nothing but looking at her.

Yu Ru quickly withdrew her gaze and turned to get a new burqa.

at the same time,

Ming Shisui was waiting for a bus on the roadside, preparing to go to the home of his student Zhang Xingzhi.

Zhang Xingzhi was the student she had taught the longest, and she had watched him grow up. When she went abroad to study, Zhang Xingzhi cried a lot, and he would often chat with her when she was studying abroad.

The relationship between the two of them is pretty good.

Zhang Xingzhi has always wanted to meet her ever since he knew she had returned to China. Yu Ru was not at home today, and she would be bored at home alone, so she went to visit Zhang Xingzhi.

Zhang Xingzhi's home is a manor with two large villas as the main buildings. The road leading to the villa is planted with flowers and plants, as well as various decorations.

When Ming Shisui arrived there, she made a horrible discovery. She had not been there for so long that she had lost track of the way to Zhang Xingzhi's house. Also, due to the changing of seasons, the appearance of the flowers and plants was quite different from the last time she saw them when she left, and the road was even harder to recognize.

She walked around a small garden on the way before she saw the exit. At that moment, she saw a white figure flash past a corner, as fast as the smoke rising from a chimney.

The man looked like a man, seemed a little hurried, and a little sneaky, but Zhang Xingzhi had several servants and gardeners in his house, so she didn't think much about it and just thought that the man was a gardener in the garden.

When she arrived at the small western-style building where Zhang Xingzhi usually stayed, she saw Zhang Xingzhi being held by the hand by a man wearing a white shirt and gray trousers. It seemed that the man was taking him somewhere.

Zhang Xingzhi was in tears and looked extremely reluctant.

"Let me go! You are not my father, I don't have a father!" Zhang Xingzhi cried in despair.

"If I'm not your father, then who else can be your father? Come with me!" Zhang Wencheng pulled Zhang Xingzhi even harder, almost half dragging and half pulling him away.

Zhang Xingzhi, who was being pulled by him, was like a prey with a shot leg, half-lying on the ground and struggling.

The scene looked just like human traffickers trying to kidnap children.

Seeing this, Ming Shisui immediately rushed over, using his hand as a blade to chop Zhang Wencheng's hand, and then used his body to hit him. He still did not let go of Zhang Xingzhi's hand, but his arm hurt and his strength was slightly loosened.

Zhang Xingzhi noticed that the strength on his hands had loosened, and he quickly ran away. As soon as he turned around, he remembered that Ming Shisui was still there, so he turned back to pull her away.

"Teacher Ming, please leave! He is a lunatic! There is something wrong with his brain."

Ming Shisui didn't dare to look any longer and quickly followed Zhang Xingzhi. However, she was clumsy and couldn't run fast. After she took two steps, Zhang Wencheng grabbed the bag she was carrying.

Zhang Wencheng pulled her bag backwards, and then used his other hand to grab her hair that was exposed outside her hat. While he grabbed her hair, he let go of the bag with his other hand.

"Teacher Ming!"

Even after Ming Shisui was caught, Zhang Xingzhi did not leave. He looked at Zhang Wencheng with bloodshot eyes and shouted, "Zhang Wencheng, what's the point of bullying a girl? Come at me if you dare! Come on!"

Zhang Wencheng's eyes looked like two broken light bulbs, flashing strange lights. He was a little crazy, and his smile was extremely ferocious. He didn't say anything, and looked at Ming Shisui, who was caught by his men. He looked her up and down, and suddenly kicked forward with one foot, forcing Ming Shisui's leg to bend.

"It hurts so much!" Ming Shisui wailed in pain.

Zhang Xingzhi was so angry that his eyes turned red and his chest heaved. He looked around and suddenly found his watch on the fireplace. He quickly ran over, grabbed the watch and pressed the emergency contact button to contact Wei Jiangshan.

The call was answered quickly.

He immediately shouted at his watch, "Uncle, Zhang Wencheng is here! Save me!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wencheng immediately let go of Ming Shisui and pushed her hard. Then he ran towards Zhang Xingzhi.

Wei Jiangshan was still working in his office, waiting for a meeting with employees in half an hour, but Zhang Xingzhi's call disrupted his schedule. Without a second thought, he immediately stood up and walked out.

Zhang Xingzhi shouted to Wei Jiangshan, then threw down his watch, quickly picked up a rose-wrapped candlestick on the fireplace to protect himself, and ran as fast as he could to avoid Zhang Wencheng.

Ming Shisui was pushed hard by Zhang Wencheng, and her body became unstable and she fell to the side. As a result, she bumped into a high-legged flower stand, on which was a plaster angel. The angel held a golden tray in his hand, on which was a heavy-looking ornament and a plate of fruits. When she bumped into it, everything on the flower stand fell down like hail, hitting her right on top.

Fortunately, she was wearing the tiger-head hat made by Yu Ru and carrying the Qilin bag she made on her back, which greatly reduced the impact of the falling objects and also protected her from the fatal blow from the angel plaster.

The tiger head cap is lined with lamb wool, and the internal structure has a layer of hard hat material used in workplaces with high impact strength, and the next layer is filled with high-density cotton to ensure that the cotton will not escape, and there is also a thin protective bag similar to an airbag for protection. The tiger head of the cap is three-dimensional, and it is filled with cotton, which is bulging. The Kirin bag is the same as an ordinary backpack, except that it is covered with embroidery, and a Kirin with a bear-like body occupies most of the bag. It is very large and can cover most of Ming Shisui's back. The Kirin's body is also three-dimensional and filled with cotton.

The tiger head and the unicorn just happened to protect Ming Shisui's temples, neck, lumbar spine and other vulnerable parts. In addition, it was winter and he was wearing more clothes. After Ming Shisui was hit, he felt nothing except a dull pain in his body for a moment.

She turned over, cleared the mess off her body, then quickly got up to observe the situation.

Zhang Xingzhi ran around the house trying to avoid Zhang Wencheng. Occasionally, he would grab something he could grab and throw it in the direction of Zhang Wencheng. He looked a little exhausted and was about to be caught up.

Ming Shisui was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat. She looked around frantically and within a few seconds, she aimed at a small phonograph.

She picked up the phonograph and ran forward for some distance. When she was closer to Zhang Wencheng, she threw the phonograph in her hand towards him.

…………I am the dividing line………………

About our traditional hats:

This picture is not compiled by me, but was taken from the video of the Douyin blogger @小鱼传统文化服装.

In fact, the hats in ancient my country basically cover all the hats used by modern people, and they also have more unique and well-designed hats than modern people. There are berets, Lei Feng hats, rabbit ear hats, knitted hats, etc.

We ancient Chinese had everything except electricity.

I have read a book called "Life in the Song Dynasty" before, which introduces many things about the Song Dynasty in detail. In fact, at that time, there were already takeaway boys, firefighters, and policemen, and the operating system programs were quite complete and mature, and even surpassed modern management systems in some places.