There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Relying on a 28-bar, the calligraphy and painting would not take up much space when rolled up, and it would be no problem to carry the parcel on the back.

It doesn't mean that their respective pairs of porcelain can be brought back safely and without any worries. Although I picked and picked the smallest size, but it is fragile after all, isn't it?

Fortunately, Zhang Guoqing carried enough equipment in the bag before he came here. There was no shortage of black cloth bags and thin ropes, so it would not be a problem to tie it up alone and be careful on the back.

The only regret is that these two two-eight bars are useless, and I have to free up my hands and push them away.

This section of the road was slow to find a place when I came, and I couldn't go fast when I walked.

The most irritating thing is that it is so far away from the docking point of the car, and the two brothers have to make a detour in order to avoid being followed by tails.

After walking for more than half an hour, Yi Jiefang finally heard his buddies say that the alarm was lifted, and he couldn't help feeling: What do you think we are planning?

Zhang Guoqing grinned: Just revisit the past.

Back then, he and this guy would go to various black markets non-stop every year at the end of the year. The money was not only easy to earn, but there were also many good things.

Hey. Hearing what he said, Yi Jiefang's eyes lit up, Not to mention, it's almost rusted after so many years of inactivity, should we go to the black market again?

It's so fun!

No way, if we don't play anymore, we are really old. Xiao Wu, every time you see the children grow up, do you feel that you are getting old?

Zhang Guoqing chuckled suddenly.

Now I often think of the time when I was in school. Life was so glamorous at that time. In addition to class, I played ball every day, watched movies, got up in the middle of the night to steal cabbage, learned how to steal melons from farmers, and went wherever I wanted...

Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile.

Recalling the past is all about the happy episodes, but I forgot the backache when I was studying agriculture, and the most difficult years when I didn’t even dare to burn a little meat.

When we first graduated, we made an appointment for a five-year classmate reunion. These years, there are only a few old classmates in the capital to get together. I don't know how many people will come this year?

I don't think so. Some of them are still in the Northwest Research Institute, so I guess we can't do without them. On the contrary, old classmates from several nearby provinces and cities may really come.

Talking and laughing along the way, it was almost early morning when we arrived at the car stop.

Yi Jiefang didn't go to pick up his daughter, but went back to the compound and went straight home.

Xiao Tang'er in his family has a special room with her godmother, and usually stays for one night a month, and her life is better than at her own home.

Upstairs on the balcony, Zhou Jiao was still flipping through the book by herself absent-mindedly. If she was not worried that her father would not be at ease with her downstairs, she would still want to go to the gate.

The sound of the car in the early morning does not require much ear power, Zhou Jiao can easily hear the noise coming from afar, and after waiting for a while, her man came in carrying something.

Xiao Wu is back?

Dad, haven't you rested yet?

Just got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow.

At the stairs on the second floor, Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and smiled.

When Zhang Guoqing went upstairs, he saw his little daughter-in-law squatting there smiling like a little fox. Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows and walked up the stairs lightly.

The couple quietly entered the bedroom holding hands.

Little girl staying at home tonight?

Zhou Jiao shook her head with a broken smile, Over an hour after you left, her mother waited at home for a long time, worried about the two of them, so she came here.

Da Yi's daughter-in-law is good. It's not good for a girl to live outside when she grows up. Although our son is not at home, it's not convenient. I think mom likes the little girl very much, and she gave her a lot of things, right?

Zhou Jiao poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him, No, just a skirt and some candies. She knows that if this child has a destiny with Liu Yi in the future, she can't spoil the child.

Zhang Guoqing took a sip of water and nodded in agreement, I'm still more interested in getting married with Dayi, but there's no rush, it's important for my son's lifelong happiness.

Zhou Jiao smiled, squatted down and opened the package on the ground, Why have you been here for so long? Did you spend a lot of money?

There were two questions at once, and Zhang Guoqing patiently explained: The place is too far away, if you don't have a car, you have to come back at dawn. The other party offered a hundred yuan, and we didn't counter the price. We each gave a hundred yuan and left.

That's right, it's easy to reveal your secrets after being entangled for a long time.

Zhang Guoqing put down his cup, squatted beside her, and chuckled, I've noticed that there are three groups of people including me and Dayi, and the other party secretly plans to clear them all before tomorrow night.

Didn't you tell Dayi?

It's hard to explain. You can't say buddy. Your brother's hearing is so good that he can hear everything in a radius of ten miles. But there is a father and son who are capable people. I saw the old man and pointed to a pair of calligraphy and paintings to imply his son not It's a pity that you didn't go, and we can't understand it, so you can check the truth first.

Zhou Jiao laughed lightly when she heard the words, glanced at him amusedly, lowered her head and picked up the porcelain bottle.

The bottle is not big, twenty or thirty centimeters high. After Zhou Jiao placed the bottle on the table, she picked up the flashlight and looked at it, touched it with her hands, and then turned the bottle upside down.

I saw two rows of inscriptions below: Daming Chenghua Annual System. When reading these two lines, Zhou Jiao deliberately took out a magnifying glass from the space and looked at them for a long time.

It should be true, right?

Zhou Jiao nodded approvingly.

Actually, I don't need to distinguish. The two pairs of porcelain are placed in the corners, and there are broken quilts under them. Compared with other messy things, they are probably real things. Unfortunately, they can't be dated.

Zhou Jiao originally wanted to talk about some identification characteristics, but as soon as the words fell, she let it go. Although her man is not good at appraising antiques, his eyesight is really top-notch.

Just like her mother Miao Lishan. If she was asked to buy it tonight, she would choose the most expensive one. Although it was a bit of a disadvantage, there were always genuine products, right?

Of course, this is different from the current location, and it also has something to do with the fact that there are fewer fakes in the market.

However, Zhou Jiao soon felt slapped in the face.

Out of the ten calligraphy and paintings, two are fake. Of course, it cannot be said to be true, but it is imitated by later generations, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece after decades of storage.

Zhang Guoqing smiled nonchalantly, It's fine if you can't lose a hundred yuan. Anyway, it was just for fun, and I will leave it to my grandchildren in the future.

Zhou Jiao didn't pour cold water on him when she heard the words. You must know that the calligraphy and paintings in antique shops on the market are usually only a dozen yuan a pair, except for the particularly precious ones.

Have you seen the calligraphy and painting in Dayi's hands? A hundred yuan is nothing to her family, but Dayi is different. His wife's salary is only more than seventy yuan.

Zhang Guoqing understood what she meant, and explained with a smile: That guy wants to buy a yard, so don't worry. The two of us didn't choose it. It's just luck.

Besides, Yi Jiefang is not one of those small-bodied people. Even if they are all fakes, that guy will complain to him at most, otherwise he would not take him out.

Although a hundred dollars is a lot, that guy is also a rich owner.

The four of him and Wan Dayong, although they love their daughter-in-law, how can they be compared with themselves. In addition to handing over their salaries, their own private money can be generous.