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    Update time: 2012-06-07 "Five hundred years, forty-sixth grade." Following a burst of burning heat, a surging cold air poured fiercely into Luo Ping's palm.  "This is a treasure!" Luo Ping shook his right hand and almost threw it out, but he quickly calmed down.  Worried that others would see it, he quickly transferred the thing to his left hand.  It was only then that he discovered that the round thing in his hand was a red chess piece.  The edges of both sides of the chess piece are engraved with a circle of grooves, and there is a golden word "handsome" on one side.  It is about the same size as the common persimmons on the market, about one centimeter thick, very heavy, and feels very good; it is very delicate and smooth to the touch, and I don¡¯t know what kind of wood it is made of.  Luo Ping did not dare to take a closer look. He squatted in front of the little girl with the chess pieces and said with a smile: "Little sister, is the chocolate delicious?" "Yum!" the little girl replied crisply, with a smile on her face.  Still full of tears.  The little girl was about the same age as the younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage. Luo Ping felt warm in his heart. He gently wiped away the tears on her face and handed her the chess pieces.  It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t want the chess piece, it¡¯s just that he would never be able to deceive a little girl. What¡¯s more, she reminds Luo Ping of his younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage.  "Master Wu, besides this porcelain jar, do you have anything else at home? Those things passed down from your ancestors." Liu Qi has come to Fenghuangling more than once or twice. He knows that Lao Wang will not lie to him. This family  It must be difficult to take out the family heirloom treasure.  Therefore, he wanted to help this family. He always only accepted porcelain, so he decided to make an exception today and see if there were any other items in their home.  "Yes, yes, there is a painting." Lao Wu's wife quickly replied, but after finishing speaking, she turned to look at Lao Wu, meaning she still had to wait for the boss to speak.  Old Wu sighed and said, "Go and take it out." "This painting was also passed down from our ancestors. The old man repeatedly warned us that we can't sell this painting even if we sell our house or land. But in this situation, alas, we can only sell it.  It's gone." Old Wu lit another cigarette, his troubled face seemed to have a few more grooves, and there were tears in his cloudy eyes.  "Oh, old man, the painting is gone." Old Wu's wife shouted in the back room.  Old Wu hurriedly ran in. Luo Ping and the others only heard a crackling sound from the back room outside, and they seemed to be rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find the painting.  After a while, Lao Wu came out with a dark face and shouted at the little girl who was eating chocolate, "Yanzi, have you seen the painting your grandma put?" The little girl named Yanzi trembled in fright.  Looking at Old Wu timidly, "Yes, under the bed." Old Wu quickly walked into the house. Suddenly, a roar came from the house, and then, Old Wu walked away angrily with a stick as thick as his arm.  He came out and hit the little girl.  "I'll beat you to death, you're a prodigal, I'll beat you to death, you're a loser" The little girl dodged the first blow cleverly. Seeing that the second blow was about to hit her, Luo Ping quickly turned his back and hit her.  She protected him.  "Bang!" The stick in Lao Wu's hand hit Luo Ping hard on the back.  "Xiao Luo." Liu Qi exclaimed, and Village Chief Wang grabbed Old Wu's stick and shouted, "Old Wu, what are you doing? You're making nonsense!" The little girl was so frightened that she started to cry loudly.  Luo Ping held her in his arms and comforted her repeatedly.  Liu Qi walked up to him and took off his clothes, only to see a terrifying red and swollen mark clearly visible on Luo Ping's back.  "Nonsense!" Liu Qi was also angry. Fortunately, the stick was hit on the back. If it was hit on the head, wouldn't it be fatal?  Seeing that he had beaten the wrong person, Lao Wu was stunned. He let the village chief snatch the stick away from his hand. In the blink of an eye, Lao Wu burst into tears, sat down on the ground and burst into tears.  "Oh my god, how can we do this? How can we do this!" "What's going on?" Old Wu made Village Chief Wang angry with his stick, and he finally hired someone to take care of you.  Damn it, if you didn¡¯t say anything about beating someone and just kept crying, what does that mean?  "It's over, it's all over" Lao Wu cried so hard that tears and runny nose flowed.  Immediately afterwards, the child's grandmother cried and held out a picture scroll, but it was broken into pieces and looked different.  Liu Qi was originally full of resentment, but after seeing this painting, he sighed and understood why Lao Wu suddenly became furious and lost control.  With Luo Ping¡¯s comfort, Yan ZiShe no longer cried anymore. When she heard her grandparents crying, the little girl's mouth tightened, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.  Luo Ping turned to look at the paintings on the table, wiped away the tears on Yanzi's face, and asked, "Yanzi, did you see that the paintings were moldy and took them out to bask in the sun?" Yanzi nodded and said with sobs.  , "A few days agoI saw this painting in my grandma's cabinetit had growna lot of mold, so I took it out to dry in the sun for a long time. I didn't expect it to become like this. I didn't know it was  What's going on" Luo Ping touched her hair and said with a smile, "Don't cry, it's okay." Liu Qi walked over and took a closer look at the broken scroll on the table, showing a heartbroken expression.  "What a pity. This is the work of Wang Shishen, a famous painter in the Qing Dynasty." "Mr. Liu also studied calligraphy and painting?" Luo Ping walked over and asked in surprise.  "Haha, I can't talk about research, I just heard about it. You see, from the seal and the balance, it is Wang Shishen. And this painting is of plum blossoms, and Wang Shishen is best at plum blossoms. Some people describe his plum blossoms'  "The painting is full of vitality and freshness, and the ink is light and interesting. It's such a pity that it has been ruined like this." Luo Ping also heard what Mr. Chen said about Wang Shishen, and he picked it up while thinking about his age.  A piece of picture.  "Two hundred and ninety-one years." The area of ????the painting in my hand is too small, and it cannot reach the lowest level that Pixiu can identify. However, the year it reports just confirms that this painting should be the work of Wang Shishen.  "Mr. Liu, is this painting and these broken porcelain pieces still worth anything?" Liu Qi shook his head, "The jar is so broken that it is extremely difficult to repair it; as for this painting, look at it, it was preserved too carelessly.  Not only is it cracked like this, but there are also mildew and insect holes, and the paper has become so brittle that it will break into powder with just a little force." The swallow was close to them and could hear their conversation clearly.  .  She suddenly knelt on the ground, grabbed Luo Ping's trousers and cried loudly, "Brother, please help us, help us." Luo Ping quickly helped her up, looking at her miserable little appearance, and felt like  It was a heavy boulder.  "Mr. Liu," Luo Ping let go of Xiao Yanzi and said to Liu Qi, "Can you lend me some money, just one thousand yuan." Liu Qi was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what Luo Ping meant, and said with a smile, "  Okay, don¡¯t say such outlandish things to me.¡± After saying that, he turned around and called Village Chief Wang over and whispered a few words to him.  "How can this be done, Teacher Liu, this, this -" "Okay, money is nothing, saving people is important." Then, he took out a wad of money from your travel bag, about ten thousand, and handed it over.  Gave it to Village Chief Wang.  When Village Chief Wang put the money into Lao Wu's hand and just said a few words, Lao Wu stood up suddenly, his face turning red.  "Liu, Teacher Liu, you can't do this, you can't do it!" Liu Qi smiled and waved his hand, saying that this was all Luo Ping's intention. Old Wu and his wife kept bowing to Luo Ping, and Old Wu's wife even wanted to  Xiao Yanzi knelt down and kowtowed to Luo Ping.  It was also the first time for Luo Ping to experience such a scene. His face turned red with excitement and he quickly pulled up Xiao Yanzi.  "Haha, it sounds like fate. I have a sister who looks very similar to Yanzi, so I consider Yanzi to be my sister. If your family has difficulties, since I have encountered them, of course I can't ignore them. You can safely accept the money.  "Come on, it's important to save people." "Good people, good people!" Old Wu's wife started crying again and kept mumbling.  Before leaving, Lao Wu asked Luo Ping to take away the broken porcelain pieces and residual paintings. Luo Ping couldn't refuse, so he had to accept them.  "Haha, Ronaldinho, there are really not many warm-hearted young men like you nowadays." Liu Qi, who finally came here but did not receive anything, did not show any depression on his face. Instead, he said something to Luo Ping  He was smiling and seemed quite happy.
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