He Jiong felt that he should organize a special place to display treasures like Xiao Chen.

Inside the live room.

The audience burst into laughter when they saw He Jiong's respectful and cautious appearance.

"Teacher He is really worried!"

"Anyone would be worried! These are all serious antiques!"

"Why don't you donate all of it?"

"Donate if you say donate? It's not yours."

"That's right, the old man has already donated a box of items from the Republic of China, and he's not doing charity!"

"According to the law, as long as the antiques are not dug up from the cemetery, they are personal property."

"That's right! These are the old man's ancestral treasures, there is no need to donate them!"

......

He Jiong took Peng Yuchang and Zhang Zifeng to move the things in the box.

Huang Lei just sent a Song Dynasty pottery bowl to Ma Weidu.

At this moment, a painting hanging on the wall of the living room caught his attention.

He had seen this painting before.

But did not watch carefully.

Through what happened today, Huang Lei is convinced that everything in this house is not an ordinary decoration

So this painting must have a history too!

Thinking of this, Huang Lei walked up to the painting and put his eyes on it.

In the painting, several people are sitting and drinking tea together.

and many more!

The corners of Huang Lei's eyes suddenly twitched a few times.

He recognized one of the men in the painting!

"he is......"

"He's Hemingway."

Xiao Chen suddenly appeared behind him and said the man's name.

Hemingway? !

Author of The Old Man and the Sea!

Great thinker!

The old man actually knew this great man? !

Huang Lei opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

"When Hemingway came to Xiaguo, I was the one who received him."

Xiao Chen pointed to another man in the painting as he spoke.

The man didn't show his face, only his back.

Only then did Huang Lei remember that there was indeed such a thing!

Hemingway did visit Xia Guo during the Anti-Japanese War.

Huang Lei looked at Xiao Chen and asked, "Master, are you familiar with Hemingway?"

"Very familiar, he was assassinated when he came to Xia Kingdom, I was the one who protected him all the time."

Xiao Chen said calmly, and then shook his head: "Later he even dragged me to Borneo, saying that he wanted to help them resolve their conflicts. I went there for a day and then I had diarrhea, and then ran back non-stop. That Ganges River is disgusting. !"

"My goodness!"

"The old man is awesome!"

"I was amused by the old man! Hahahaha..."

"It is true that Hemingway went to the Brahmins after he left Xia Guo. He originally wanted to help them remove the division of religious ranks, but he was rejected."

"Those Brahmins still want to live the life of a master, and they will definitely not agree."

"I really wronged the old man, it seems that I was really disgusted by the Ganges!"

"Even a great man like Hemingway can't do anything about Indu. It's really hopeless."

........

While the audience was complaining.

Huang Lei noticed the other two people in the painting.

"Old man, these two are..."

The photos are old, so the appearance of these two people is a little unclear.

But I can tell it's a man and a woman.

"This is Xiao Xu and Xiao Lin."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"Xiao Xu? Xiao Lin?"

Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang looked at each other with confusion.

"I see! This is Lin Huiyin and Xu Zhimo!"

Huang Lei suddenly shouted.

what? !

He Jiong and the others froze for a moment.

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