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The stall owner took Han Ying and the others to a stall selling toys.

They had passed this stall just now. The stall sold some toys made by themselves out of wood.

Of course, in addition to toys, there are also some practical wooden gadgets.

Assembled wooden shelves, Luban stools, wooden mallets, wooden bowls and chopsticks, spoons, etc.

These things should all be handmade, but I didn’t expect that this person is a master of craftsmanship.

"Old Li Tou, your business is here."

The owner of the stationery stall walked to the toy stall and put his arm around the shoulders of the man he called Lao Litou.

"Hey, you turn out to be a distinguished guest. Just say whatever you like. Guests brought here by Old Liu must be given a discount."

Lao Li looked at Han Ying and the others and was about to introduce the items in his stall.

"What people want to buy is not your wooden lumps. They want to buy those treasures your wife used to collect."

Mr. and Mrs. Li Tou are both retired teachers.

The pensions of both of them are not low, and with their son’s success, they can’t spend all the money they receive each month.

After retirement, his hobby is tinkering with these wooden things, while his wife likes to collect ancient paintings, ancient calligraphy and other literary and artistic things.

"Those are her baby bumps. I can't make the decision. I have to ask her if she can sell them."

Although he had heard his wife murmur before, it would be better to eat some rice instead of keeping those things.

But whether that was her complaint or whether she really thought so, Lao Litou couldn't guarantee.

After all, a woman's heart is apathetic, and so are older women.

"Is your home far from here? If it's convenient, can you go back and ask? Or can we go back with you?"

Lu Yuan was holding a Luban stool at a stall and asked while looking at it.

"It's still a bit far. In Jiayuan Community, it takes more than an hour to go back and forth on foot. Why don't you come with me?"

Old Li Tou was actually a little worried, would these two people have plans for his family?

After all, the two of them were accompanied by a big, somewhat ferocious dog, so it wasn't easy to see.

So he planned to ask his nephew to take them back. The nephew had a car and weapons.

"Okay, let's go with you."

When she heard about Jiayuan Community, Han Ying was stunned for a moment. Isn't that the community where Qin Qinghai lived before?

"Then wait a moment. I'll ask my nephew to take us back. He has a car."

As he spoke, Old Li Tou went to a place not far from the stall and said a few words to a patrol officer.

The patrol officer nodded, then glanced this way and left.

"Hey, isn't this a coincidence?"

After a while, Han Ying and Lu Yuan saw Dao Scarwei, who had been collecting admission fees, approaching.

It turns out that the nephew that Old Li Tou mentioned was Dao Scarwei, which was indeed a coincidence.

Seeing that it was Dao Scarwei, Han Ying and Lu Yuan looked at each other.

Then Lu Yuan said directly: "Let's go pick up the car. You can wait for us at the Beidajie intersection."

If it's someone else, they can take each other's car there.

But if it was Dao Scarwei, who looked very thoughtful, the two of them decided that it would be better to drive there by themselves.

Dao Scarwei was surprised when he heard that Han Ying and the others also drove here.

But he didn't say anything, just nodded and said yes.

After leaving the night market, the two walked forward for a while.

He went to the place where he collected the car before and took the car out of the basement.

After getting on the bus, Han Ying put a 10-jin bag of small potatoes and 100-jin rice into the car.

When they bought paint before, they had already taken out 10 kilograms of rice, three kilograms of potatoes and two large bottles of water from their bags.

This scene will inevitably be seen by patrollers.

If you continue to take out more things from your bag to exchange later, you will inevitably be suspected.

So it’s better to drive there to be safer.

The two of them drove towards the Beidajie intersection and saw dazzling car lights over there from a distance.

I think it should be Dao Scarwei and Lao Litou.

Seeing them coming, Dao Scarwei started the car directly.

Lu Yuan drove a car and followed them not far behind.

The road is not very easy to drive, and there are often cement slabs that are warped by the sun, so the speed of driving is very slow.

After driving for more than 20 minutes, the two cars finally stopped at Jiayuan Community.

"My uncle's house is in 5 on the 502th floor. Don't worry if you park your car here, we have a little brother watching over us."

Dao Scarwei was afraid that the two of them would worry about their car, so he spoke directly after getting out of the car.

"it is good."

Dao Scarwei was watching the scene at the night market. If he could escape, the monk could not escape the temple.

Therefore, the two of them are not worried about what they will do to their cars.

Moreover, he had modified the alarm device of Lu Yuan's car. When they heard the noise, they were on the fifth floor and had no time to do it.

Arriving at 502, Lao Litou took the key and opened the door.

The house was quite bright inside, with a few kerosene lamps lit, but it was very stuffy.

"Why are you back so early today? Ah Wei is here too? Are they?"

An elderly woman's voice came from inside. I think this person must be Lao Li Tou's wife.

"Xiu Qin, these two young men said they wanted to buy ancient paintings, I don't know..."

In fact, the family is not in a situation where the blame cannot be revealed. The son and daughter-in-law also work at the base and can earn some points every day.

To be honest, there is no shortage of rice and noodles, because even if they can’t eat enough of the restricted rice and noodles, they can still use their points to exchange for food with their nephew.

So Lao Li Tou didn't know if his wife would sell the paintings.

"Ancient paintings? Can I take the liberty of asking you what you are buying ancient paintings for now?"

To be honest, in today's world, life is too stressful. Wang Xiuqin feels a little worried when she sees her wife, son and daughter-in-law working hard to earn points every day.

After all, the world outside is not peaceful, and things will inevitably happen on the road.

At this time, how could she think about admiring ancient paintings? If she could exchange for some food or points to reduce the pressure on her family, she would be willing.

"Someone above wants it, and we are just making a profit."

They had already thought of the excuse. Who would be up there anyway, and who would go into it?

"Just wait for me."

Wang Xiuqin didn't ask any more questions, just asked them to sit down.

At this time, there are no guests coming to the door, so I want to make tea and entertain them.

After all, water is very expensive nowadays, and no one is willing to use it to entertain strangers.

The two sat in front of a kerosene lamp, and Dao Bawei sat opposite them.

Dao Scarwei looked at the two of them and hesitated to speak.

Although Han Ying and Lu Yuan saw it, they did not ask.

After waiting for a while, Lao Li Tou and Wang Xiuqin walked out of it.

They all held many scrolls in their hands.

Each scroll is contained in a long box.

By visual inspection, there should be more than ten pieces.

Lu Yuan didn't know how to paint, but before the end of the world, his family belonged to a wealthy upper-class family, so he had some experience.

In addition to dancing, Han Ying is also good at painting. She has copied a lot of ancient paintings, and she still has a good eye for it.