Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Both Jia Dongxu and Mrs. Zhang were admitted to the hospital, and everyone in the courtyard returned to normal.

This period of time was very difficult for He Yuzhu. As Xu Huizhen's belly bulged day by day, the pregnancy reaction became more and more serious.

Xu Huizhen was not very interested in eating meat before, but after having pregnancy symptoms, she couldn't even smell the smell of braised meat.

He Yuzhu only wanted to eat some light, not such exciting dishes every day. He Yuzhu had no choice. He had to make two to three thousand kilograms of braised pork here a day. The taste was too strong. The couple moved out of Yandai Xiejie and came to Qianmen Hutong. 's residence.

The breakfast here mainly sells steamed bun spicy soup, which does not have the smell of braised pork. He Yuzhu simply cleaned up and said with a smile: "Fortunately, we still have a house here, otherwise we would have to rent a house."

Xu Huizhen touched her belly with one hand and said a little embarrassedly:

"It's really weird. I've been smelling it for several years. Who knew I was pregnant with him? I can't even smell the smell of braised meat anymore."

"What's the point here? I just want to find another place to live. You rest first and I'll clean it up."

"Well, don't be tired."

He Yuzhu chuckled and said, "Don't you know how good my body is? How can you tire me out?"

Xu Huizhen's pretty face turned red, and she said angrily: "Bah, it's broad daylight, what are you talking about?"

He Yuzhu reached out and touched Xu Huizhen's pink cheeks, then avoided Xu Huizhen's kick, and then walked out of the bedroom with a smile.

After changing places to live, he brought a lot of things with him. After tidying up, He Yuzhu found that Xu Huizhen had fallen asleep on the kang.

He covered him with a blanket, then used his mental power to check to make sure there was nothing wrong with the child in his belly, and then walked out of the courtyard.

There was a noise from the tavern next door, and He Yuzhu was curious and walked in.

When I walked in, I saw more than ten people gathered around a table, talking and appreciating something.

He Yuzhu walked up to him and stretched his head to see an ink painting on the table. It was a painting of a running horse.

It turned out that he was looking at paintings. He Yuzhu thought he was looking at erotic pictures. Although there were no short movies at this time, there were all kinds of erotic pictures, and the pictures were all lifelike and fascinating.

"Whose painting is this?" Due to the angle, He Yuzhu did not see the signature on the painting.

Someone turned around from behind and Xu Hesheng said: "Boss He is here. This is a painting by Mr. Qi Baishi."

"Ah, it's the old gentleman's painting!"

"Yes, Mr. Qi lives not far away, but his paintings are not easy to see."

At this time, many celebrities were still there, and some of them actually lived not far away. Not far from the Nanluoguxiang Hutong was the former residence of Conflict. This was the most recent celebrity. He Yuzhu could often be seen in the Hutong.

It's just that there is no friendship between the two parties, not even an acquaintance.

Mr. Qi Baishi was the greatest artist before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China. He was already over 80 years old at this time and lived in Yu'er Hutong, not far from Nanluogu Lane.

Of course, He Yuzhu had no friendship with him, but had often heard of his romantic affairs.

Qi Baishi's artistic achievements are obvious to all and do not need to be described in detail. However, this old gentleman has an eccentric personality. Without an acquaintance to introduce him, ordinary people cannot enter his home.

He Yuzhu had wanted to come to ask for paintings before. After all, his paintings could often fetch sky-high prices in later generations.

It’s just that I have never been able to visit him and ask for a painting.

I didn't expect to see Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings here.

He Yuzhu looked at the picture of the horse carefully and chatted with Xu Hesheng casually. You could hear the full of envy from his mouth.

He Yuzhu recalled that this painting seemed to be collected by Mr. He, who was also a collector.

He patted Old He on the shoulder and asked, "Old He, who got this?"

"Zhuzi is here, but I haven't seen you for a while."

Old Man He turned around and looked at it, then smiled and said, "I only got this recently, and it is also a rare product."

"This painting is really good."

He Yuzhu was a little jealous as he looked at it. This painting of a galloping horse was indeed a masterpiece and could be worth millions if it were left to future generations.

It's a pity that this painting is not his own. If Old He wants to transfer it, he probably won't be able to.

Old Man He was a little proud: "Yes, I am very satisfied to have this painting as a family heirloom."

Next to him, He Yongqiang muttered: "Why can't I see what's good about it?"

Old He stretched out his hand and patted the back of his head: "You idiot, this is a painting by Qi Baishi. What kind of eyesight do you have? You really have a blind eye but cannot see gold inlaid with jade."

He Yongqiang's face was full of dissatisfaction. This painting didn't look very good at all.

Everyone also knows that Old He has no biological son. This He Yongqiang is an adopted nephew. He used to farm in the countryside and is not as shrewd as Old He.

They all just smiled, admired Qi Baishi's paintings, and did not interfere with their family affairs. They all looked down on He Yongqiang.

He Yuzhu wanted to buy some paintings by famous modern artists before, but unfortunately no one was selling them on Yandai Xiejie, and now there are none.

When He Yuzhu saw Qi Baishi's horse picture, he was interested in collecting paintings. At this time, the most expensive paintings were only dozens of yuan, and the cheap ones were only a few yuan, more than 10 yuan, which was the right time to start and save. A few decades later, the market price will be millions and tens of millions.

Fortunately, even in the 80s, the prices for these people's paintings were not high enough, allowing enough time to slowly collect them.

Even if He Yuzhu wants to collect it now, there is no suitable channel.

After all, I was just a cook before. This industry used to be a low-level and low-level industry, and my social status was not high.

After waiting for the horse picture to be appreciated, He Yuzhu pulled Xu Hesheng and said, "I'll treat you to a drink."

"Okay, then I'd like to thank Boss He."

He Yuzhu went to the counter and bought half a catty of sorghum wine, then ordered peanuts, rice rolls and other four side dishes, and drank with Xu Hesheng.

Old man He still mixed water into the wine. No wonder his business was just average and not prosperous.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, He Yuzhu started chatting about famous painters such as Qi Baishi and Huang Binhong.

Xu Hesheng was a primary school teacher, and like Yan Bugui, they both regarded themselves as intellectuals and liked to inquire about the painting world.

He Yuzhu remembered that in two years' time, Xu Hesheng would get a copy of Huang Binhong's painting and wanted to exchange it for the horse picture in the hands of Old Man He.

After chatting for a few words, you can hear that the other party does not have this painting in hand now, just as expected.

He Yuzhu said: "I see you know these things very well!"

"Yes, I also studied Chinese painting for a while when I was young, but unfortunately my level was limited, and I still haven't accomplished anything yet."

He Yuzhu said: "I like them quite a lot. I want to collect some. Is there any way you can help me make an introduction?"

Xu Hesheng's eyes lit up. Since ancient times, those who make introductions will also get some benefits. He Yuzhu is a famous braised pork He around here. If you get in touch with him, how can you lose some of your own benefits in the future?