The Age of Rebirth: Lazy Man’s Hot Daughter-in-law Has Space

  His words immediately changed the face of the middle-aged man.

  Many people have changed from extreme admiration just now to panic.

   If it was black magic, Liang Xiaonan designated it as a dead end.

  From the pear sellers and those who saw her buying pears, they all thought she was making Zhao Junqi happy, and thought she was a kind girl, and such people should not be involved in witchcraft anyway.

Liang Xiaonan sneered, and said to Zhao Jinjin: "You are really ignorant and immoral. You don't even understand the magic culture of our porcelain country, and you are still talking nonsense here. I really don't know what it means. Are you not patriotic? You have made our porcelain country thousands of years old. The magic culture in the world is black art?"

  The middle-aged man also stood up immediately and said, "This is magic. Hers are all tricks, and the pears are also the pears that the uncle sold just now, but this magic is really amazing."

  Liang Xiaonan won't stay here any longer. In order to protect Zhao Junqi, she deliberately left him alone.

  While walking away, he pointed to Zhao Jinjin and said, "Stay away from such unpatriotic people."

  Leaving alone, Zhao Junqi saw her go away, someone asked him: "Why don't you go after your sister?"

  Zhao Junqi shook his head: "I don't know her. She is just a kind sister."

  The middle-aged man said: "You, I was so kind to help you, please catch up and thank you!"

  Zhao Junqi hurried to catch up immediately.

  Liang Xiaonan saw him chasing him and said, "You shouldn't follow me, it will affect you."

"I'm not afraid."

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   "As soon as I leave, what do you do?"

   "Sister, thank you." Zhao Junqi had a sad expression on his face, "Will you look down on me? I, my father is a bad person and was beaten to death..."

   "No, it doesn't matter who your father is, as long as your character is not bad." Liang Xiaonan said, "I will return the key to the yard. I will go elsewhere. Next time you receive something good, I will come and see it."

  Zhao Junqi hesitated to speak, but Liang Xiaonan did not hesitate, and decided to go to the north bank of the river first, and ask Dong Xuejun to get the food payment. It was more than 10,000 yuan. She had been busy for several days.

   After walking less than 100 meters, Zhao Junqi caught up with him, panting, and said, "Sister, I still have some things, do you want to see them?"

  Liang Xiaonan saw that his eyes had changed from hesitation to firmness, so he knew that he probably had something good.

   "If I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait a few days and come back."

  Zhao Junqi hurriedly said: "I'm in a hurry, please go and have a look."

  He must be talking about old objects, that is indeed more important than her collecting money. Liang Xiaonan followed him to look at the important things first.

   Turning around seven times and turning eight times, I went to another yard.

   But this yard is in the city. Open the door and go in. In the crowded small yard, a woman is dealing with a pile of chicken skin and chicken heads.

  Three or four children are doing handicrafts in the yard, wrapping candy wrappers.

  A girl about 10 years old was cutting words with scissors. Liang Xiaonan recognized it at a glance.

  Seeing Zhao Junqi come back, several children who were wrapping candies ran over and said, "Brother, I wrapped 200 candies today."

   "Brother, I cut it for my sister, look~" The four or five-year-old child held up a red paper "Xi" character in his hand, which was the character he helped Xi shop cut.

  The 10-year-old girl said: "Xiaosi, don't cut it. The one you cut won't want it. We will lose money."

"Sister, these are my younger brothers and sisters. They are helping people wrap sugar paper, sewing and mending to earn a little money." Zhao Junqi pointed to these little beans to show her, and then pointed to the one that has been washing chicken heads and skins like playing with water. woman, said, "That's my mother."

  His mother's hair is gray, her eyes look a little slack, and she can't even say hello. She is obviously mentally abnormal.

  Zhao Junqi has 5 brothers and sisters, and his father is dead. There is not much difference between having a mother and not having a mother.

  Liang Xiaonan took out a bag of peanuts and a few peaches from his satchel. She also gave a few pear heads to a few little bean dings just now.

  Zhao Junqi immediately whispered to them: "Hurry up, take it into the house." Then he called the 10-year-old girl: "Big sister, watch carefully."

  The girl nodded.

  He took Liang Xiaonan to the house on the west side. The door was a stove, and there were two beds inside. An old man was lying on one bed, and a lot of old clothes were piled up on the other bed.

   There was an unspeakable stench in the room.

  Zhao Junqi pulled the old man's bed vigorously, moved it away, lifted the wooden board below, and saw a hole in the ground.

  Liang Xiaonan thinks it's very interesting, this is the advantage of bungalows, if you want to dig a hole, you can dig a hole, try digging a building in your previous life!

  The two of them went down, the basement was really not small, it was really a two-bedroom and one living room underground.

   "My father dug this before," Zhao Junqi said, and took Liang Xiaonan in. The things here are not big items, but they are more cherished.

   Rosewood, lobular rosewood bracelets, Buddha statues, boxes.

  The most dazzling thing is a embossed Jiulong cabinet. Zhao Junqi said: "This is an object in the palace. It is absolutely authentic. My dad often comes down to admire it at night with an oil lamp. And these—"

  Beside the Kowloon cabinet is a simple but very healing red sandalwood table, which can be seen from the Ming Dynasty.

  Zhao Junqi took out a small purple-black box from the grid on the shelf, opened it, and inside was a layer of velvet, with a coin embedded in the velvet. Gold quality!

   Around the square hole, there are four characters, "Xi Wang rewards meritorious service".

Zhao Junqi said: "My father said that the coins rewarded by the King of the West were Zhang Xianzhong, the leader of the peasant uprising army in the late Ming Dynasty. He called himself the King of Daxi and founded the Kingdom of Daxi. There are not many merit money in the world. Gold coins and silver coins are orphans."

   How precious!

  Especially that Kowloon cabinet, this kind of thing really destroys one piece and one piece is missing.

  She probably understands now that Zhao Junqi's father is probably a collector, perhaps a man in the antique market.

  No matter what kind, these old objects are precious enough.

   "Why do you hide so many at home?"

   "Sister, we also want to dispose of it, but if we can't, no one wants it." Zhao Junqi said dejectedly, "If we don't dispose of it again... if there is no food to eat, our family will die."

  His father got a lot of good things from some collectors. He was reported a few days ago and was beaten to death.

  Before he died, he confessed all his unimportant collections, and only told his son Zhao Junqi where several treasured items were secretly hidden.

   "Has your cousin seen these things?"

   "I probably don't know, even if my cousin knows, he can't handle it." Zhao Junqi said, "Sister, I don't want to die. Grandpa, mother, younger siblings all need my care."

  Liang Xiaonan thought of a pile of small beans outside.

   "I took it all." If such a precious thing is destroyed, I really regret it for the rest of my life, isn't it just food, she has it! .

Seeing that Liang Xiaonan agreed to exchange food, Zhao Junqi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sister, if you can give me 100 catties of garlic, I will give you all of these." He said embarrassedly, "I know you are at a disadvantage, and no one wants these things now. "

  She suffers? Decades later, I hope Zhao Junqi will not regret suffering from depression!

   "Okay, I will take them away, and I will put the garlic here for you later, don't worry."

   These "trash" must be collected!