Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

"I'm afraid you'll go astray."

"Fighting and killing in public, treating the law as a mere decoration?"

Grandpa Tuo asked me back with a smile.

But the words were spoken to the Meng family.

Meng Jingwei took two steps back calmly.

Touching my back soaked with cold sweat, I was filled with fear.

So he took advantage of the opportunity provided by the camel master to get down the slope.

"It's wrong to spill the chicken soup. Jianshe, you should apologize to Cui Hao and compensate him with three old hens."

Meng Jianshe still couldn't figure it out.

Even with more than a dozen members of the Meng family present to support him, he still had to apologize.

He couldn't figure it out.

Meng Jianshe glared at Tuo Ye in dissatisfaction, thinking that he was the one who ruined the matter.

When he opened his mouth to curse, he was stung by Meng Jingwei's eyes.

After rolling his eyes twice, Meng Jianshe immediately put on a smile and said, "Uncle Tuo is right. We must obey the law."

"Don't fight and kill in public."

"Brother Haozi, I was wrong just now. I will catch the old hen to compensate you."

When apologizing, Meng Jianshe didn't even bring Cui Hao to see him.

Instead, all eyes were on Camel Master.

This makes me a little confused.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that he is trying to please Mr. Tuo.

You can go there, he always calls Tuoye an old hunchback who will never die.

Could it be that the Meng family knew that Tuo Ye was a tomb robber and wanted to win him over?

Grandpa Tuo smiled and waved his hand: "Now that everything has been discussed, let's all go our separate ways."

"Yes, they are all gone."

Meng Jingwei echoed and left with the Meng family.

Without the excitement, the villagers dispersed.

Cui Hao patted his chest in fear and pulled me back.

"I was so scared. I was really worried that you might kill someone."

As soon as I turned around, I stopped.

Xiufang was standing not far away.

Her slender legs and willow waist show her curvy and fertile figure.

Her black hair swept across her rosy lips in the wind, adding a touch of charm to her purity.

A pair of shy and timid eyes can make a man feel loving and affectionate, and he can't wait to hold her in his arms and cherish her.

All the men passing by, regardless of age, looked at Xiufang with fiery eyes.

A few old bachelors even raised their hands to cover the saliva that was about to flow out of the corners of their mouths.

"Brother, stop looking."

Cui Hao was afraid that I would be sad, so he held my hand even tighter.

Meng Jianshe was like a cat that had seen meat. His eyes lit up and he walked towards Xiufang in two steps, completely forgetting how he almost peed his pants because of me.

"Xiufang, when did you come?"

"I was just looking for you. I'll take you to the city to visit the park and watch a movie."

Xiufang ignored Meng Jianshe and walked towards me instead.

She frowned slightly, bit her lower lip, and tears welled up in her watery eyes: "Stone..."

I seemed to be captivated by those eyes.

The hatred I had for her suddenly disappeared.

“If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go.”

This is the most vicious thing I can say at this moment.

"It was my parents' idea to cancel the engagement, I..."

He stopped talking halfway through.

She lowered her head, took out a handkerchief from her coat pocket and put it in my hand.

"It's all my family's fault. I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just hope you don't hate me."

Those few words seemed to have exhausted all her courage.

After saying that, he ran back without even raising his head.

I held the handkerchief that still had the warmth from her body, and stood there in a daze, feeling mixed emotions.

Meng Jianshe was so angry that he almost bit his teeth off. He stomped his feet and chased after Xiufang.

"Xiufang, don't go. I'll take you to the city to relax!"

The two figures quickly disappeared from my sight.

Cui Hao slapped me hard: "There's no one in sight, why are you still looking?"

"I did not see."

Holding the handkerchief tightly, I made a stubborn defense.

After returning home and settling my grandfather down, I took a small piece of gold and a small piece of jade and put them on my body, then left the village with Cui Hao.

After walking for a few miles, Cui Hao gradually relaxed.

"Brother, the way you hit Meng Lao Er just now was so powerful, like a god descending to earth."

"You can pull him down."

I really don't think I'm powerful.

He was forced to do so and had no choice but to fight for his life.

"I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. Xiufang probably saw how powerful you were, so she regretted it and came to you to explain."

"Her parents are extremely greedy for money. As long as we offer a lot of money to propose marriage, there's a chance of redemption..."

I shook my head and said, "Spilt water cannot be undone, and a broken mirror cannot be mended."

"From now on, I plan to focus on making money and talk about marriage after I become rich."

"That's right, you are a man capable of great things, you can't let a woman hold you back."

We chatted occasionally.

Whenever they met fellow villagers driving horse-drawn carriages or tractors on the road, they would shamelessly ask them for a ride.

After being given rides several times on the way, we finally arrived in the provincial capital of Xi'an in the afternoon.

Standing on the street, we felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and everything we saw was new to us.

From the wide roads, to the small buildings with blue bricks and red tiles, to the various cars running on the road, these were things we two country boys had never seen before.

Of course, the ones we see the most are city girls.

"Oh my god, city girls are so stylish, every one of them is so pretty."

"Brother, when you look at the girls in the city, can you still remember Xiufang?" Cui Hao asked with a contemptuous smile.

"roll."

"Hurry up and go to the antique shop, otherwise they will be closed if you are late."

After walking and asking along the way, I finally found the antique shop located on South Street.

The two-story blue brick building is inconspicuous, with a sign for the Provincial Cultural Relics Store hanging at the door.

I didn't go in immediately, but squatted across the street to observe.

There are very few people entering and leaving the antique shop.

Occasionally one or two people would go in with something in their arms or hands, and come out empty-handed after a while.

It seems that he really collects things.

"Mouse, wait for me here. If anything happens to me, run back by yourself."

"Brother, I agreed to go..."

"I'm worried about you going, so be obedient."

I held Cui Hao where he was and strode towards the antique shop.

The moment I was about to step into the door of the antique shop, I took a deep breath.

Success or failure depends on this moment.

I looked around after entering the door.

The antique shop may look inconspicuous from the outside, but it actually has a lot of secrets inside.

The spacious lobby is hung with calligraphy and paintings, and various porcelains and sundries are casually placed on the counter.

Several staff members gathered together, holding enamel pots and chatting.

They glanced at me and continued chatting as if no one was around.

Instead, a young man sweeping the floor greeted me and said, "This is a foreign-related store. We only sell things to foreigners."

In those days, antique shops only bought items internally and did not sell them.

All the antiques, calligraphy and paintings we received were sold to foreign guests to earn foreign exchange.

"I have something I want to sell. Do you accept old items here?"

"Of course. I'll take you to the second floor."

The young man put down his broom and led me upstairs, then asked casually, "What are you selling?"

"Your hands are empty. Are you here to ask me without bringing anything?"

"I have it with me. It's a small item."

My right hand was in my pocket, holding the two small items.

The young man nodded and took me into a room with a sign saying "Identification Room".

An old man over fifty years old was sitting in the room, holding a magnifying glass and looking carefully at the blue and white plum vase.

The young man smiled and greeted the old man: "Teacher Gao, did you receive another good thing?"

"A Yongzheng blue-and-white plum vase, from the official kiln, I bought it for three yuan. If I sell it to a foreign guest, it'll cost at least a hundred..."

Teacher Gao was speaking excitedly, and suddenly caught sight of me standing at the door. He immediately closed his mouth and glared at the boy fiercely.

"Wang Yong, you brought people up here without even saying hello first. Did you forget the rules?"