Uncle Wu's mother was in poor health and needed someone to take care of her. He planned to move to her mother's place. Before the tenant was found in the house, he could only wait a little longer. After saying a few words, he left a landline phone number and left.

Ding Yu spent 30 yuan to buy a train ticket and boarded the train to Chunyuan. The train is a green-skinned slow train, less than 200 kilometers away, and it took three and a half hours.

Ding Yu didn't speak along the way. He sat by the window, holding the pair of millstone lion-headed walnuts in his hand, skillfully sang walnuts, and could not make a sound when he turned around. When the passenger saw such a half-aged man holding walnuts in his hand, he didn't speak, and he looked at him with strange eyes. Nowadays, only the old man played walnuts, or the likes of Qiuzi.

After getting off the train, Ding Yu took bus No. 11 and came to Donghu Park with a familiar car. Next to the park is a newly built community. Of course, the community is not closed, and closed commercial housing communities are rare these days.

Building 3, 2o2. According to the age of grandma at 83, the old lady should be 63 years old this year. Ding Yu is confident of recognizing the old lady.

Dangdangdang, the brand new security door was knocked by Ding Yu.

After a while, the door opened.

A middle-aged man about 40 years old opened the door, but Ding Yu didn't know him.

"Is this Li Fengying's home?" Liu Si's grandmother's surname is Li. Ding Yu and Liu Si drive from Huahe to Chunyuan to see the old lady every two months.

The middle-aged man had a long head and was combing his back, just like the old and young man who had just cut his whip. His face was pale, and he wore a pair of round glasses with thin filament borders, and a bookish aura came to his face.

"No", the thick midrange sound was heard, and the man spoke effortlessly, but his voice was not small.

Ding Yu was disappointed again, not knowing Liu Si's grandma.

"You are very strange, we seem familiar!" The middle-aged man stared at Ding Yu's eyebrows.

Buzz~ Ding Yu's brain was shocked and he was stunned on the spot. When Liu Si was in love with him, the two of them greeted him, and Liu Si said this for the first time.

The shock in his heart made Ding Yu relax his hand, and the two walnuts in his left hand fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs.

Ding Yu chased after him and turned around and said, "Sorry, I'm disturbing me!"

"The facts are impermanent, don't always keep them in your heart. It's so peaceful that it's hard to find." The middle-aged man was also shocked, and then looked at Ding Yu carefully.

Ding Yu picked up the walnuts and immediately returned to the second floor. He remembered someone from the second sentence of this person.

Liu Si’s graduate supervisor, Liu Si, has told him many times that this gentleman is most familiar with these two sentences.

"Are you Teacher Liao Bisheng?" Ding Yu has now been redirecting several times in the memories of his past and present lives, and asked subconsciously.

"Oh?" the middle-aged man was stunned, then nodded, "That's right, are you?"

Damn, I was shocked! Ding Yu's heart was about to beat. I can't say that you are my future wife's teacher or something, you have to treat me as a mental illness.

"Oh, I'm here to find someone. The people in this building must say that you live here. I clearly remember an old man named Li Fengying."

"I've never heard of it. Have you remembered the wrong building number? There are more than a dozen buildings here."

Ding Yu shook his head and nodded again. Can he remember it wrong? He has been here more than twenty times.

"I'm disturbed!"

"Your walnut is good. Didn't it break?" Liao Bisheng pointed to Ding Yu's right hand.

Oh, Ding Yu held the walnut in his palm, looked at it, shook his head, ready to leave.

"The new one is from the new one, but it's not the new one."

"Well, I'm in the northern Hebei Qingguo. My dad has kept it in the cabinet for a while, so I'll take it out and have fun." Ding Yu smiled. Since he was Liu Si's teacher, a feeling of being mature was born in his heart.

After hearing Ding Yu's words, Liao Bisheng pushed the door wide and pointed inside the house, and actually invited Ding Yu into the house.

Ding Yu hesitated for a moment, nodded and entered the room.

The house is about 100 square meters, which is exactly the same as the layout of Liu Si's grandma's house.

The layout of three bedrooms and one living room is apart from one bedroom. Through the doors of other rooms, you can see rows of bookshelves, densely packed with books of various colors.

"Sit down, it's strange. I've been restless since half a month ago. I used copper coins to divine, saying that it can relieve my thoughts today." Liao Bisheng's living room was very spacious. On the table in the middle was a tree-root-style tea table that had only emerged in a few years. He said while rinsing the tea set with water.

"Teacher, are you a scholar of the "Book of Changes"?" Ding Yu did not dare to talk about Liao Bisheng's identity as a university teacher, so he could only follow the words and make up his current identity.

Liao Bisheng shook his head: "It's just that I'm interested. I'm a university teacher. Oh, by the way, where did you come from?"

"Huahe, come to find a relative on behalf of your friend."

"Oh? It seems that my fortune-telling is reliable. I'm going to Huahe tonight and I just changed my job."

That's not true! Ding Yu has completely met someone this time, and Liao Bisheng must have been teaching at Huahe University of Technology.

I heard from Liu Si that in 1997, in order to enhance the comprehensive power, Huahe University of Technology established a department of liberal arts. The director of the Department of Philosophy was looking for this well-known domestic theoretical scholar.

The two chatted for a few more times, and Liao Bisheng smiled calmly, "I fell in love with walnuts recently. I'm itchy when my hands are itchy, let me see?"

Ding Yu smiled slightly. The old man was quite open and then put the millstone lion's head on the coffee table.

Liao Bisheng knew at a glance that Ding Yu was not a second-hand man. At least his skills were similar to antiques. He was just a hand in the middle. If the things in the middle were bumped into each other, who would be considered?

Looking at Liao Bisheng's eyes, picking up two walnuts in one hand, Ding Yu knew at a glance that this was a young man.

"It looks better than my pair, but the color looks just like it. Lao Wang from our hospital gave me a pair and said he bought it for a month's salary, which is 12oo yuan."

When Ding Yu heard this, he didn't take it seriously, but after thinking about it carefully, the 12oo yuan in 1998 would be equivalent to eight or nine thousand yuan in 2018.

While he was wondering, Liao Bisheng took out a pair of walnuts from his pocket. The muscles and grooves of the walnuts were somewhat similar to the head of the millstone lion, but they were wider than Ding Yu's pair of walnuts, which looked like half a small apple, and the tip was larger.

The color is indeed very bright, and it is emitting oil under the sunlight.

Ding Yu let out a sniff, stop holding it in, laughing.

"Chicken walnuts, clipped!"

Oh, this is a more high-end one? Liao Bisheng's house has a lot of jade and pottery, but it is obvious that it is not ordinary products.

But how could I have thought that this cute Philosophy University teacher wouldn't know anything about it.

Ding Yu held the chicken walnut and pointed at two wide edges and said, "Take a heavy object or a large-scale tongs and turn the walnut from tall and thin to flat and fat, do you understand?"

Logically speaking, this is the craft left by the remaining old men and young people in the Qing Dynasty in the northern Yan area. Unexpectedly, they have already made a fraud these days.

"Then, this color is not fake, right? Lao Wang said that he would not be able to play it without a few years of hard work."

"Brush with walnut oil!" Ding Yu smelled it and frowned, "I can't even use walnut oil, soybean oil! There is a smell of beans, you didn't smell it."

Liao Bisheng looked like a child, and he looked ridiculous when he believed it and didn't believe it.

"Looking at the small pit on the surface of the walnut, how much oil does this person have to produce? Can this light-colored walnut pit be so oily?"

"Yeah, it makes sense!" Liao Bisheng suddenly realized!

"You are not the one you can pick up?" Liao Bisheng's look of being sour in his eyes made Ding Yu smile bitterly.

This is not a master in the field of philosophy research, like a child.

"Do you sell walnuts? I'll collect them for 5,000 yuan!" Liao Bisheng's thinking was very jumping, which made Ding Yu not adaptable.

"Sell!" Ding Yu couldn't care about so much. Now there was less than 70 yuan left in his pocket. The old man later lived in a villa and was rich.

"But I have to ask you a question."

"explain!"

"Do you know Liu Si?"

Liao Bisheng touched his big back with his hand and shook his head!

"Eight thousand!"
Chapter completed!