Especially those who had great ambitions. No matter what stage of life they were in, they could not do a single ugly thing. Otherwise... ...
The Day of success was the day when the dirt was dug out.
While he was deep in thought, the Butler in front had already brought him into the living room. "Mr. Tan, my master is already waiting. "
Tan Zhuqing nodded and walked inside.
The Butler bent down and left silently.
The incandescent lamps in the living room lit up every corner.
Xia Jitian sat on the SOFA. There was a tea tray on the coffee table in front of him. A small charcoal stove was used to start a fire. There was a red mud teapot on the stove, boiling the boiling water.
Knowing that Tan Zhuqing was coming, he dismissed him early in the morning and waited here.
Fortunately, Tan Zhuqing came not too late, and the water was boiling.
He did not stand up to welcome him. The two of them had similar statuses. Xia Jitian continued to make tea by himself and only said politely, "What kind of wind is this tonight, to bring a busy man like you to my place? "
Although it was a tepid sentence, it actually contained a lot of information.
First, it indicated that he had been too free recently and had not interacted with anyone. It proved his innocence.
Second, it implied that Tan Zhuqing had been purging the leftists recently. Xia Jitian could understand this method, but it was just to kill them all.
Third, it was to test Tan Zhuqing's intentions. After all, it was winter and the cold wind was blowing. Who would not want to stay at home and enjoy it Especially for old people like them, they were not resistant to the cold!
Tan Zhuqing saw through Xia Jitian's thoughts at a glance. The moment he sat down, he answered all these questions.
"You sure are carefree! Your son-in-law spends all day in the hospital and doesn't care about anything. If it weren't for me cleaning up the mess, how could it be so peaceful now? Why don't I come here to ask for some tea? " He finished in one breath Tan zhuqing glanced at the tea tray in front of him and saw that Xia Jitian was holding a Tang Yunshi Ladle purple clay pot.
One side of the pot was engraved with poetry, and the other side was engraved with bamboo leaves. The calligraphy style was "Lake Sail. ".
Tan Zhuqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "this pot, who did it? "
"It's old Gu's work. " Xia Jitian saw Tan Zhuqing's envious gaze and immediately became proud, and he also bragged about it "This Pot's shape is simple and honest, with a deep charm. Just like old Gu himself, he is as broad-minded as a valley, and outstanding. A Hundred Years' worth of bearing is nothing, but a drizzle of rain is worth a lifetime! "
Tan Zhuqing was already in high spirits, and when Xia Jitian said this, Tan Zhuqing immediately rubbed his hands excitedly "It's a good pot! It's much better than the ones at my house! Sigh, you don't know that I don't have many hobbies in my life. I only like to hide some pots. What a pity. I really like this pot... "
Xia Jitian,"..."the shameless old man wanted to take advantage of him again!
Secretly rolling his eyes, Xia Jitian coughed lightly and asked with a smile, "you really like it? "
"I like it! " Tan Zhuqing hurriedly nodded. In front of the thing that he liked, no matter how old he was, he would lose face as soon as he said it!
"Then I'll give it to you! " Xia Jitian was very forthright.
Tan Zhuqing immediately beamed. "really? "
"Of course it's true! How could I lie to you? You like collecting pots, but I don't have this hobby. Wouldn't it be a pity to put it in my hands? " Xia Jitian hurriedly stuffed the pot into Tan Zhuqing's hands, saying that he wanted him to try it out.
Seeing Tan Zhuqing carefully caress the pot, Xia Jitian changed the topic. "But this pot was originally given to me by my son-in-law Yan. "