This pig brain!

Feng Qingxue knocked on her head, it seems that she has to go to Shanghai to ask He Hongjun about Ouyang Mo, no matter what, knowing Ouyang Mo's life and death, she can explain to Wen Ruyu.

When I arrived at Ouyang Lan's house, there was a small courtyard and three main houses, which were in tatters, with traces of smashing everywhere, and the ground was full of potholes, and it seemed that there had been a three-foot digging incident.

"The yard was originally divided by the state, and we paid the rent every month, not private." Ouyang Lan sighed as she explained, "If it was privately owned, it would have been confiscated by the state in this turmoil. I heard that this time a campaign confiscated the private houses of many people, and those who rented their houses to others at the beginning fell into blood mold! ”

It seemed that there was no one else in Ouyang Lan's house, she closed the door, opened the holes in the three corners, and successively hugged three long wooden boxes and two small wooden boxes.

Feng Qingxue counted carefully, and there were a total of thirty-eight volumes in three boxes, of different lengths.

Ouyang Lan picked up a scroll and opened it, it turned out to be Xu Beihong's horse map!

"Take it, a hundred yuan and thirty catties of grain, take it!" Ouyang Lan closed the scroll and put it in the box, and pushed it towards Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue along with the other two small wooden boxes, "Staying in our house is a scourge, take it, take it!" ”

Feng Qingxue was not polite, took out several bags of grain from his duffel bag, and asked Lu Jiang to pay two hundred yuan.

"Auntie, this is 200 yuan and 50 catties of rice noodles, you take it first, if we meet again in ten years, if you regret it, you will redeem it with 200 yuan and 50 catties of grain!" The more she experienced, the more selfish she was, and she became less persistent about the calligraphy, painting and antiques worth hundreds of millions of dollars in the future, and her only thought was to preserve her cultural heritage.

What you buy is left to yourself and your children, worthy of heaven and earth, whether it is jewelry or cultural relics, calligraphy and painting.

The value of those that she didn't steal or rob was also very valuable, and she was content.

If some things can't be returned to their original owners at that time, the valuable cultural relics will be picked out and donated to the country, making a contribution to the national cultural inheritance, and gilding the family with a layer of gold, and she will accept the others with a smile.

Ouyang Lan listened to Feng Qingxue's words, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

She understood what Feng Qingxue meant, and couldn't help muttering: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, comrade, you are such a good person." As for whether to redeem or not, it depends on whether my wife can live until more than ten years later. ”

"So, you have to take care of what you have stored with me."

"Okay, I'll take care, I'll take care!"

Watching Feng Qingxue stuff the box into her bag, Ouyang Lan didn't ask their names, because she didn't plan to redeem it in the first place, the other party was very kind, and she couldn't fail to abide by the rules of the transaction.

When Lu Jiang said goodbye to Feng Qingxue, he suddenly remembered Ouyang Lan's husband, and Feng Qingxue couldn't help but ask.

Ouyang Lan said in a low voice: "Tang Song, his name is Tang Song, Tang Song of the Tang and Song Eight Families." ”

Tang and Song? Then it is not someone who knows her husband and wife, Feng Qingxue felt a little regretful in her heart, and when there was no one outside the door, she and Lu Jiang hurriedly left here with their luggage bags, but they remembered the name Tang Song in their hearts. Can't find the latest chapter of a book you want to read? cough cough cough, it's not a thing, I recommend a public account, there is a young lady here to help you find the latest chapters, and chat with you!