Chapter 615 (2/2)

Gray soil.

Gray, also ugly.

This is a kind of dirty gray. It's not advanced at all. Of course, it's not as good as other people's Stone Age things. At least, some historical antiquities are in it, but this vase is really like made of mud.

”I've rubbed it. It's the same color.”

Zeng Xu came forward and put his hand on the vase.

”So gray, are you sure your little Grandpa will like it?”

Zeng Xu knows that uncle Gao is also a master who likes antiques. Of course, his vision is not low. Will he really like such a vase made of mud?

However, Zeng confessed that as long as it is given by Liu Liang, the one will like it very much. After all, the Liu family is only a girl like Liu Liang. Don't say giving a vase made of mud. When Liu Liang is afraid of giving a piece of mud, I believe the same one will like it. For him, if the gift is not a gift, it is no longer important and important.

To make a younger generation remember their birthday, I have to say that this memory alone is already very satisfactory to the elderly.

Liu Liang is close to the vase again. She doesn't think she will make a mistake. It's an antique. It's a real antique. She doesn't know whether it's natural ash or what's inside. However, her intuition tells her that it's the same as Gu Kaizhi's painting. It's all covered with dust.

”I think Grandpa will like it.”

She nodded seriously, ”that's it.”

Zeng Xubai touched her hair, ”OK, what you say is what you say, but I still feel that you can give it the same again.”

”Then you choose the same for me.” this time, Liu Liang didn't object. Obviously, the gray vase still hurt her self-confidence, but she knew that eggs couldn't be put in a basket.

So she has to be prepared.

As for the vase, when she was free, she tried it with the method of Gu Kaizhi's painting. She really didn't believe that her eyesight would be so poor?

Early the next morning, before dawn, Liu Liang woke up. Zeng's narration was still asleep. Liu Liang took her mobile phone and looked at the time. It was more than five o'clock. It was still early.

”Why, can't you sleep?”

Zeng Xubai took away Liu Liang's mobile phone, put it aside and sleep a little more, otherwise he would be careful not to be energetic at work.

Liu Liang wanted to say that even if she didn't sleep at night, she would still be very energetic, but in the end, she still held Zeng Xu's arm and fell asleep again soon.

Well, for her, it's important that she didn't get a sleep when she went to work.

Anyway, there is plenty of time to find out about the vase. She is not in a hurry, neither is the vase.

The time Liu Liang wanted to wait was three days later. It happened to be her holiday. She locked herself in the basement early in the morning and stayed in front of the gray vase for a long time.

”Can't you?”

Liu Liang really didn't believe it. She put her head close to the vase. When she closed her eyes, she could clearly feel the mellow sense of time. She put her forehead next to the vase. Such a strong feeling was at least in the Tang and Song dynasties.