Chapter 99 You should know which wine you want to drink
After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the Lu family also prepared a luncheon for the distinguished guests.
The luncheon is a private banquet, with only two tables of people.
Lu Xiangning is the master and takes the main seat.
Li Zao naturally sat next to him.
Their table was basically filled with well-known calligraphers and painters called by Ji Honghai to support the scene, and they were all complimented and humbled when they sat down.
After a while, Ji Honghai sat next to Li Zao.
It really takes no effort at all.
The other table was occupied by Gu Zheng and his group. Gu Zheng and Lu Xianglan sat at the head seat.
Ji Li was also at the table.
With the previous unhappiness, it was not easy for him to sit at the table with his father.
The banquet started, and there were a table full of eccentric artists, all of whom spoke in a tone different from ordinary people.
The people at the other table were all young people, and they were talking nonsense but not speaking seriously.
The only thing they have in common is that they change cups.
Li had long thought that Lu Xiangning couldn't hold down this table and would go to Gu Zheng's table after a few drinks.
Unexpectedly, he actually had a very good chat with several art masters.
He talked about his, and Li Zao finally had a chance to chat with Ji Honghai.
"Mr. Ji, due to many reasons, I have not been able to reveal my true identity. I hope you can forgive me." Li Zao said in a low voice, and took the wine glass to apologize in person.
Ji Honghai was a smart man and said with a smile: "I understand, I understand. In fact, Ji Li told me about your identity a few days ago. You really surprised me, Mrs. Lu."
Li Zao became more and more embarrassed. He raised his head and drank a whole glass as an apology.
"Mr. Ji, please continue to keep it a secret for me. The Lu family doesn't know about this yet. Thank you very much." She drank another glass generously.
Ji Honghai nodded and said, "I know it, so you can rest assured."
"Thank you, thank you... By the way, Mr. Ji, I seem to have encountered a bottleneck recently. You have a lot of connections. Do you know any Kesi masters? Can you introduce me to them? I would like to ask them for advice."
"You are too humble, but that's what I like about you. Young people should be more humble."
Li Zao smiled and eagerly waited for the next step.
"I know some of them, but their craftsmanship is not as good as yours."
"ah?"
"Why, do you doubt my vision?"
"No, no, no, thank you for your affirmation. This is a great encouragement to me."
Ji Honghai thought for a while, seemed to have remembered something, and then said: "When it comes to this, I really know a folk master, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to come out, and we haven't contacted him for many years. You and his
The style is quite similar."
Li Zao got excited and asked: "Who is he? Do you have an address? I can go visit him."
Ji Honghai shook his head, with a very regretful expression and deep regret in his eyes, "He was in Sioux City, but there was a fire in his house many years ago. All his paintings were burned in the fire, and he disappeared."
Li Zao's heart felt as if she had been struck by a machete, but she was also pleasantly surprised.
Mom remembered correctly.
Ji Honghai took a few sips of wine and talked about his old friend with regret and nostalgia, "You are still young, so you probably haven't heard of his name. His name is 'Zi Zhi', and he was a very famous painter in the 1980s and 1990s. Later, he
I don’t know why he went into seclusion. More than ten years ago, I finally found him after many setbacks, but he just refused to come out and sell his paintings to me.”
"At that time, I discovered that he was not only good at painting, but also had a unique skill. He painted with tapestry, which was exquisite. I pestered him for several years and visited him every year, but he would not let go. How much money did he pay?
None of them were willing. Later I went to look for him, and the place was in ruins. I heard that a fire broke out and his wife was burned to death, and he took his daughter and granddaughter and disappeared."
Li Zao's eyes welled up with tears when he heard this, and he tried his best not to lose his composure.
Although Zheng Keqing is crazy, she can clearly tell that the day of the fire happened to be her grandmother's birthday, which shows that she remembers the events of that day very clearly.
Zheng Keqing said that that day, a man named Ji Honghai was sneakily walking around outside the wall of their home, and he also checked the dog hole for a long time.
In the fire that year, the fire investigation result was that the kitchen was on fire.
Zheng Keqing was already crazy at the time and did not even mention that there was a suspicious person wandering outside his home.
Even if she mentioned it, no one would believe it.
Therefore, Ji Honghai was not traced at all back then.
Now that I think about it, Ji Honghai is really suspicious.
Li Zao had a question mark in her mind. It had been too long and there was no evidence, so she could only keep silent.
"That's such a pity," she poured wine for Ji Honghai, "then where can he go? Everything is burned down. He can still make a living by his crafts, but he hasn't contacted you?"
Ji Honghai shook his head and sighed: "Oh, no, I still have his number after all these years. If he is still alive, he must be around seventy years old."
Li Zao felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, and the ends of his eyes were red.
After Lu Xiangning finished chatting with the master over there, he turned to look at her and suddenly found that her mood was not right.
"How many drinks have you had?"
Li Zao picked up a wet wipe and wiped his mouth, "It's not much, I know it well."
"I hope you really know how much you drink and what kind of wine you want."
"..."
After the meal, the artists dispersed, but the young people had not yet finished their fun and were discussing the afternoon and evening activities.
Li Zao was slightly drunk and her eyes were red. Everyone thought she was drunk.
Lu Xiangning thought so too.
"You go ahead, I'll take Li Zao home."
Gu Zheng squinted his eyes, smiled very charmingly, and joked: "With this little wine, I will wake up after a few shouts. It's not even night yet, why are you bringing it home so early?"
In such a serious situation, only Gu Zheng dared to say such unseemly words.
Lu Xiangning held Li Zao's arm, and when he heard Li Zao's lips saying "go home" in a low voice, he became even more determined, "You singles can go and play, it's okay to play all night. We married ones will go home and rest."
Looking at Gu Zheng's stubborn mouth, Lu Xiangning took the lead and said, "No need to say more, you go quickly. If you delay for a second, you will regret the discussion just now."
Gu Zheng's words were blocked in his throat.
After being separated from everyone, Lu Xiangning helped Li Chen get into the car.
Tears welled up in Li Zao's eyes as soon as he got in the car, and Lu Xiangning was caught off guard by her crying.
He Bing cast a questioning look, Mr. Lu, why did you offend your wife?
Lu Xiangning was at a loss and could only stare at He Binggan. I just explained a few words to her.
He Bing raised his head and asked with his eyes: Do I want to get off the car?
Lu Xiangning waved his hand, and He Bing disappeared immediately.
They were the only two people left in the car. Li Zao cried a little fiercely, and the more he cried, the sadder he became. His big tears rolled down in strings without stopping.
Lu Xiangning wiped her with paper, "What's wrong? What...what did I do...?"