Zhang Moyan wrapped in a blanket, staring at the darkness ahead. Her fair and beautiful profile was reflected in the faint moonlight. No one knew what she was thinking at the moment.

Little Wawala continued, "As far as I'm concerned, this plum vase must have been bought by some unknown ancestor of our family because they saw the beautiful gilded filigree pattern. They paid a huge price for it. Because it was so expensive, it was kept as a treasure. There's really no secret about it!"

"Filigree and gilding?" Xiao Xingyu asked doubtfully.

"Yeah," Xiaowa nodded, "My grandma said so."

Xiao Xingyu was speechless. "Filigree and gilding is a unique decorative feature of enamel and pastel, and it originated in the mid-Ming Dynasty. You know about cloisonné and gilding, but you still need to find an institution to test it to determine its age?"

The air seemed to stand still for a moment.

Xiao Wa's clear, round eyes revealed innocent stupidity: "Brother Yu, this, this... you're an expert and can see it at a glance, but I'm not."

Xiao Xingyu looked at Xiao Wa speechlessly and said, "You can't even look it up online?"

Xiaowa pursed his lips tightly and was about to cry.

Zhang Moyan changed the subject immediately: "Xiao Wa, you said the gilded filigree pattern on the bottle was beautiful. How beautiful is it?"

Xiao Wa took advantage of the situation and immediately said, "It's a beautiful painting! It's colorful. The painting on the bottle is 'Sima Guang Smashing the Jar'. The chubby children are so cute! Even I, who don't know much about painting, can tell it's a good thing."

Xiao Xingyu glanced at Xiao Wa and asked, "'Sima Guang Smashing the Jar'?"

"Hmm, 'Sima Guang Smashing the Jar,'" Xiaowa used his hands and feet to describe it. "A large jar, and several anxious children. Some were standing on the jar, some were on the ground shouting for help, and there was a little boy holding a large stone. This must be Sima Guang. He had just smashed the jar, and a big hole appeared in it. Water rushed out of the hole, and a little girl rushed out of the water."

Xiao Xingyu remained silent.

Zhang Moyan noticed something strange in his expression: "Xingyu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Xiao Xingyu frowned slightly: "Sima Guang smashing the jar is a story often depicted in porcelain..."

He paused thoughtfully, then shook his head: "I can't describe the feeling."

Xiao Wa's thick eyebrows were furrowed into a "川" shape, and it was obvious that he had never felt anything was wrong.

At four o'clock in the morning, the group finally arrived in Ruyang. The car stopped silently in the yard of a local hotel that specializes in government receptions.

The guy on night duty at the front desk greeted me politely with a smile: "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"Yes, wait a moment," Xiao Xingyu turned around and looked at Zhang Moyan, "Wife, our ID cards!"

Zhang Moyan paused. The word "wife" came so naturally that she didn't know who Xiao Xingyu was calling. Xiao Xingyu smiled and walked over to her, put his arm around her and walked forward. He whispered in her ear calmly, "Hey, I'm calling you! Why don't you answer?"

Zhang Moyan felt a surge of heat in her ears, and she took out both of their ID cards from her bag and handed them to Xiao Xingyu. Xiao Xingyu held back his smile and took the ID cards and handed them to the receptionist.

The young man typed on the keyboard for a while: "Hello, Mr. Xiao, you have booked a king-size bed room..."

Zhang Moyan couldn't hear what the young man said next, only hearing "a king-size bed room." A feeling of remorse for not learning her lesson suddenly hit her, but then she thought, yes, she and Xiao Xingyu were already a registered legal couple, so they definitely had to sleep in the same room. It's just that... the intense scene from last night left her feeling a little uneasy...

I don't know how I completed the check-in procedures. When I came to my senses, Xiaowa was already saying goodbye to them with a swearing oath under his tired eyelids.

"Brother Yu, you guys go up and get some rest! I'm going home first. Tomorrow morning I'll definitely kowtow to my grandma and say good things! You guys wait for my news!"

"Go ahead," Xiao Xingyu raised his chin, holding Zhang Moyan with one arm and waving goodbye to him with the other. "Don't be too stressed. Oh, and don't forget to take the hairy crabs out of the trunk and give them to your relatives!"