cute naive

The exhibition had just ended, and there were already reports of this news on major art collection websites. On the way back, Kang Tianzhen checked the forums with his mobile phone, his face was ashen, and he was almost trembling with anger, "Fuck! It's too deceitful!"

Song Wenyuan drove the car calmly, "What did you say?"

"Old Freak Huang must have invited the navy to stir up this matter," Kang Tianzhen put down his phone depressedly, and said bitterly, "He wants to kick you out of the antique shop, fuck it, I want to curse."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "You are already scolding."

"How can you still laugh?" Kang Tianzhen looked at him frantically, "Do you know how old monster Huang is trying to smear you? He attacked the entire Huaixin Tower! He said that Huaixin Tower is a den of fraud!"

"Don't laugh, am I still crying?" Song Wenyuan said indifferently, "Even if you cry in your arms, it can't save this fact. After all, the "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers" in the exhibition is indeed a fake."

Kang Tianzhen gritted his teeth, "Old Freak Huang must have done it, he must have replaced the prince with a civet cat and stole our books, fuck, when did he do it?"

Song Wenyuan shook his head, "There are so many staff members involved in the exhibition, if he really has the heart, it's not impossible."

"We must find out the truth." Kang Tianzhen looked at Song Wenyuan with firm eyes and said, "Song Wenyuan, no matter how difficult it is, with my help, we can definitely turn around."

Song Wenyuan turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "Well, I believe in your ability."

Guessing that there must be many reporters squatting at the Huaixin Building on the Antique Street, the two simply went back home. Anyway, the antique shop has not opened for three years and has been open for three years, and the turnover of this day or two is not bad.

After entering the door and kicking off his shoes, Kang Tianzhen threw himself onto the sofa, lying on the armrest like a dead fish, "I'm so tired."

"Go to bed and sleep for a while when you're tired." Song Wenyuan put away the changed shoes and coat, and walked into the kitchen, "Drink a glass of water first."

Kang Tian said weakly, "I was so angry by the old monster Huang that I couldn't sleep. My mind was filled with the urge to kill him. If I really fell asleep, I wouldn't guarantee that I wouldn't sleepwalk and kill him."

Song Wenyuan smiled and shook his head, went to the kitchen to warm up a cup of hot milk and put it on the tea table, "Drink the milk and go to bed, I will hold you back if you really sleepwalk."

Kang Tianzhen took a small sip from the milk cup, and suddenly raised her head, with milk stains on her lips: "..."

"???" Song Wenyuan looked at him suspiciously.

Kang Tianzhen said with straight eyes, "I want to eat red bean osmanthus wine brewed with small yuanxiao."

"..." Song Wenyuan walked into the kitchen expressionlessly, thinking that you are still in the mood for such a delicate dessert, are you really in a bad mood?

When the doorbell rang, Song Wenyuan was rubbing the Lantern Festival, wiped the glutinous rice flour on the towel with his hands, went to open the door, and carried Kang Tianzhen, who was already asleep on the sofa, to the bed. A few minutes later, Hong Yang Push the door and come in.

As soon as he entered the door, he said impatiently, "Wen Yuan, how could such a thing happen? Does Huang Xingyun really want to destroy the entire Huaixin Building?"

Song Wenyuan said, "It seems that he hates me from the bottom of his heart."

Hong Yang followed into the kitchen, looked at his hands full of flour, and frowned, "Why are you still in the mood to make glutinous rice balls?"

"Tianzhen wants to eat Jiuniang Yuanxiao," Song Wenyuan said. "The homemade Jiuniang is finished, so you can run an errand and go to the supermarket downstairs to buy two cans of sweet-scented osmanthus Jiuniang. The change is on the shoe rack in the entrance."

"..." Hong Yang choked in his throat, and looked at him incredulously, "Are you joking? Song Wenyuan, do you know what's going on now? Yachang Forum is overwhelmingly attacking us, why are you a little bit Not in a hurry?"

Song Wenyuan rubbed out small pearl-like lanterns one by one, and said lightly, "Is there any use in being anxious? The thing has already happened, why not wait for a few days to see what they have in mind, if you react too impatiently, you may be caught in an ambush by the other party. Hurry up and buy wine, naive naps never last long."

Hong Yang went to buy sweet-scented osmanthus fermented rice without a word and came back. Song Wenyuan had already cooked red bean soup and was putting the small yuanxiao into the pot. The smell of wine diffused in the kitchen.

Seeing Song Wenyuan simmering through the Lantern Festival calmly, Hong Yang couldn't help but sigh, "I really admire you. I'm usually cautious, but I didn't expect you to be so calm when things come to an end."

"I'm afraid of accidents when nothing happens, but I'm not afraid of accidents after accidents. Isn't that normal?" Song Wenyuan took out a small bowl and handed it to him, "Taste it, how does it taste?"

Hong Yang stared at the small soup bowl in the shape of cat ears, "Your family's taste is incredible."

"I bought them naively," Song Wenyuan calmly took out a cat's claw shape from the cupboard, and filled a small bowl for himself.

Two big men stood in the kitchen drinking soup, Hong Yang slammed his lips, "I have to say, your cooking skills are really good."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "My cooking skills are worse than naive."

"He can cook? He really doesn't show his face. I haven't tasted his cooking skills yet. When will you let your daughter-in-law cook and give my brother a taste."

Song Wenyuan glanced at him, "You also know that she is my wife, how can you cook for others?"

Hong Yang snorted depressingly, "Cut, who cares, I don't even want to give me money for that bear in your house!"

After drinking half a bowl of Lantern Festival, Hong Yang felt warm all over, put the bowl heavily on the cooking table, and sighed, "I still don't have such a big heart like you, Huang Xingyun made me restless, Wen Yuan, you and How did the hatred between him reach the point where he can't wait to drive you to death?"

The indifferent smile on Song Wenyuan's face disappeared, and he lowered his voice solemnly, "He hates me for being innocent."

"What?" Hong Yang was shocked, subconsciously looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then turned his head to look at him again, "He is so old, how dare he dare to think... Oh my God... no, he is obviously not gay, and his love for his dead wife Nostalgia is well known in the antique shop..."

"No," Song Wenyuan shook his head slowly, "It was his son Huang Langxuan, who died in a car accident a few years ago. He once proposed to Mr. Luo that Tianzhen and Huang Langxuan should have a ghost marriage, which made Mr. Luo furious and broke off with him. contacted."

Hong Yang couldn't accept such wild thinking at all, he was dumbstruck for a long time, narrowed his eyes, and thoughtfully said, "So, Huang Xingyun is very likely to commit a crime..."

"Huh?" Song Wenyuan keenly noticed his inexplicable tone, and couldn't help frowning, "What did you think of?"

"No, it's nothing, I was just frightened by his wild thinking," Hong Yang said with lingering fear, "This old man dared to think so much. I've heard of his dead ghost son. He has been dead for so many years, and he doesn't stop. stop."

Song Wenyuan stirred the bubbling fermented glutinous rice in the pot, and said calmly, "It's almost the anniversary of his son's death recently, and his life must not be as comfortable as imagined."

Hong Yang asked, "What are you going to do about the "Valley of Splendid Flowers"?"

"Naturally, we need to investigate to the end," Song Wenyuan said, "There is no need to say much about the value of "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers". If it falls into the hands of unscrupulous dealers, it may be a loss for the entire collection community."

Hong Yang drank a bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls, bid farewell to leave, and within a few minutes, Kang Tianzhen walked into the kitchen in a daze, yawned, leaned against the door frame as if without bones, and said softly, "Is it ready, put my I was awakened by slander."

Song Wenyuan filled a bowl, took him by the hand, walked to the dining room and sat down, took out a small spoon, cooled it, fed it to his mouth, and said with a smile, "Little greedy cat."

Kang Tianzhen licked his lips and said happily, "Sweet."

After the two of them ate the Lantern Festival in the dining room, Kang Tianzhen consciously picked up the bowl to wash it, and Song Wenyuan walked into the study, took out "Valley of Splendid Flowers", and read it carefully with his glasses on.

There was the sound of washing and brushing in the kitchen. Song Wenyuan calmed down and looked at the ancient books in his hand seriously. It has been two months since he came back from Jiujiang. The scenes that happened during this period are changing rapidly before his eyes. Song Wenyuan frowned. Think about when exactly the problem occurred.

Kang Tianzhen walked in with his slippers on, "Did you see anything?"

Song Wenyuan shook his head, "The method of forgery is very clever, he is a master."

"Ancient books are different from porcelain. It is too difficult to counterfeit," Kang Tianzhen said after thinking, "Especially the Song edition books, the paper quality, printing, fonts, etc. are very difficult to imitate."

"So he is a master," Song Wenyuan took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and his brain was running at high speed.

Seeing this, Kang Tianzhen stretched out his hand to gently massage his head, "Since he is a master, it is impossible for him to be unknown. Compare the methods of counterfeiting and see if you can find out who made it?"

"I'm working on this work," Song Wenyuan took seven or eight ancient books from the small mobile bookshelf next to the book case, and lined them up on the table, "This is a few works that I have carefully collected over the years, and they have been more active in recent years Several people are inside."

"There are so many." Kang Tian was really incredulous, "Didn't it be difficult?"

"As long as there is sufficient capital profit, there will be people to study even the most difficult work," Song Wenyuan shook his head and said, picking up a copy of "Spring and Autumn Chapters and Sentences". The editions were passed down orderly in the hands of book collectors in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and people always thought they were Song editions, but it was not discovered until modern times that they were in fact fakes of the Ming Dynasty."

Kang Tianzhen flipped through the book, "Although it is a fake, it is actually very valuable for collection."

"So what?" Song Wenyuan stroked "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers" and sighed, "Fake ones are fake after all."

Kang Tianzhen put down the book, pulled a chair and sat across from him, and counted with his fingers, "We saw the book for the first time in Jiujiang, and Wang Sanxiao was there at the time, so we can be sure that the book is real, right?"

Song Wenyuan nodded.

Kang Tianzhen continued, "Later, we brought the books back to Nanjing. We usually put them in the Huaixin Building, and occasionally took them home. There will definitely be no problems at home. Could it be that they were dropped in the Huaixin Building?"

Song Wenyuan shook his head firmly, "Impossible. The anti-theft facilities in Huaixin Building are all the most advanced. Once someone tampers with it, the three of us will immediately find out."

"Could it be during the process of going to the exhibition? There is Jiahua Auction House here, could it be the staff of the auction house doing it?"

"It will be difficult to check," Song Wenyuan sighed, "but think about it carefully, although many people are involved in the process of going from Huaixin Building to the auction house exhibition, it is also difficult to manipulate because too many people are involved. , and the three of us took turns to be present throughout the whole process, but we didn't find anything wrong."

Kang Tianzhen was silent for a moment, raised his head to look at Song Wenyuan, and said seriously, "Have you ever thought that one of the three of us might have a problem?"

Song Wenyuan's face changed drastically, and after a long time, he whispered, "This is also a question that has to be considered."