The old couple stared at each other, and in the end, it was Lu Shaonong who made a decision.

"Just use the camphor wood boxes at home to pack books, calligraphy and paintings, the books and paintings outside the bread on the moisture-proof oil paper silk, the camphor wood box outside the sealed big box, between the size of the box and a layer of iron, separate burial, buried deeper, take out the drying before and after the book festival every year, by the way check whether the books and paintings are damaged." There is no other way.

Lin Yufen sighed,

"I had to do as you said. By the way, I stuffed those few dispensable antiques in our house and the jewelry left by my mother-in-law, these things are buried in the ground and are not afraid of damp insects. "Because I cherish my collection of books and calligraphy and paintings, I don't dare to take risks.

Lu Shaonong snorted,

"I remember there's still a little bit of gold bar, right?" I managed to save it with great difficulty.

"Gold bars?" Lin Yufen was stunned for a moment,

"There was a famine that year, and I couldn't stand the hunger, didn't I exchange it for food on the black market? A gold bar and two catties of cornmeal almost didn't hurt me to death, but there was no way, we had to live. ”

"I remember there's a little left." Listening to Lu Shaonong's words, Lin Yufen smiled: "You forgot? Let your son take the rest. Lu Shaonong scratched his head and remembered,

"In that case, I won't mention it." The old couple did what they said, closed the door, selected books and calligraphy and paintings that they thought were of more cultural value, stuffed five camphor wooden boxes, carefully wrapped them and packed them, stuffed some mothballs in the gaps, and then buried them in the ground of the main house and the side house.

This busy has been busy for more than ten days. Before I could catch my breath, an old friend came to borrow a book. This old friend is the vice president of Capital University, named Zheng Peng, who has been good friends with Lu Shaonong for many years, and he also hired Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen to teach at Capital University.

"Lao Zheng, you came a few days early!" Lu Shaonong complained as if it were true or false,

"The book you want to borrow has been lent to someone else by me, and I don't know when I will be able to return it!"

"What? Lent it to someone else? Zheng Peng looked surprised. Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen cherish their books, calligraphy and paintings, and all borrowers can only copy them at their homes, and are not allowed to take them out, for fear that they will be damaged and difficult to repair.

What her husband said, as a wife, naturally supported it, Lin Yufen nodded and said, "Yes, I borrowed it." ”

"Who has such a big face?" Lin Yufen thought about it, and somehow, she thought of Xibao, pursed her lips and smiled: "A particularly likable child." Zheng Peng asked helplessly: "There is always a manuscript, right?" I remember that Lao Lu usually likes to copy books the most. I promised my students that I would explain the contents of this book tomorrow, and I couldn't keep my word. ”

"Didn't you say you could borrow a manuscript to give a lecture? I thought you were trying to study the original, but you forgot the rules of our own house. "I'm really making up a lie for nothing.

After Lu Shaonong finished speaking, he turned around and went to the study to take out the manuscript and handed it to Zheng Peng.

"Now, take it. Let me tell you in advance, although this book is a copy, or I copied it myself, but because it was originally loaned, the manuscript is very precious until the original is returned, and I am not allowed to lose it! ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not like I don't know your stinky temper!"