On the first day of October in 1970, the sky was clear and the autumn wind was brisk.
Suitable for traveling.
There is a constant stream of people in front of the Daiyin Museum.
People of different skin colors and clothes,
In and out of the museum's front door.
Zhang Xudong held a baby in one hand and held He Jingxian's hand in the other.
Standing at the foot of the stone steps, looking around.
“Dad, this gate is so ugly, not as good as the one at home.
Why should we come to see him?"
Little Zhang Xinghua holds the bottle in both hands.
Looking at the building in front of her, she curled her lips and asked in a baby voice.
"Son, we are not here to see this dilapidated building, but to collect a debt."
"Debt collection, how dare they owe our family money?
Dad, why don't you ask Uncle Lu to bring people to kill him?"
"You little brat, you can destroy others with just your mouth. Who taught you that?
Don’t talk like that anymore, even if you did it.”
"Mom, you said that children shouldn't lie."
“Don’t lie to your family, and don’t tell everything to outsiders.
For example, if someone asks you what your name is,
You can’t just say your name is Zhang Xinghua.”
“Mom, I know I have to pretend to be a child who can’t speak yet.
But I can speak, and it would be so uncomfortable to pretend to be mute.
And mom, don’t say my name is a bad name.”
“Yes, it’s not broken, it’s old-fashioned.
Your dad had to give you such an old-fashioned name."
Zhang Xudong listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter and shook his head speechlessly.
To name my son this.
He fought against more than a dozen people, young and old. Was it easy?
Fortunately, I have the support of my grandmother.
This is how he managed to keep the naming rights for his son.
Since this kid was born,
My status at home has plummeted.
Even my sister who has always been obedient and well-behaved,
Because this kid dared to glare at me.
When this kid was born,
This caused He Jingxian to lose contact with the space directly.
Although my own space has temporarily regained stability,
But Zhang Xudong had a hunch.
He will eventually lose control of the space.
Should we wait until this kid grows up?
It is still unknown whether it will be transferred to him.
But the final result is that some things are not done now,
Once you lose the space, it will be difficult to do it.
This forced Zhang Xudong to change his original plan.
Do some things that must be done in advance.
For example, recovering national treasures and cultural relics that have been lost abroad.
“Someone is already watching us, we should go in.
Son, when you pass by those guards,
Let them forget what we look like.”
“Okay, Dad.
However, if you want to make children work, you need to reward them.”
"No problem, you'll have lots of rare toys tonight."
Dear Zhang Xinghua,
The birth of the child caused headaches for Zhang Xudong and his wife.
Because he was born with powerful psychic powers.
Not only can it talk to you in your mind, it can also read your thoughts.
This means that you have no secrets in front of him.
Fortunately, he can only use this ability occasionally.
Otherwise, Zhang Xudong and his wife would be in great trouble.
But this is not the most troublesome thing.
But this kid has powerful hypnosis skills.
Like briefly giving ordinary people some illusions,
That means you don't even have to put in the effort of sucking milk.
As for whether there are other means, none have been discovered yet.
Although the kid's hypnosis had no effect on these warriors,
But it still attracted Zhang Xudong's attention.
Eliminate all distractions,
The three values education for the baby starts from the confinement period.
He won't let his son become a goody-goody.
Just don’t become a little devil that everyone hates.
After instructing my son,
Zhang Xudong and his wife entered the museum leisurely.
Dayin Museum has many branches.
Zhang Xudong and his team don't have time.
I have no interest in visiting each exhibition room one by one.
They just chose the very famous branches of ancient Egypt, ancient Rome, ancient Greece and ancient India.
Of course, the Oriental Art Museum and the China Museum are their main targets this time.
“Look, from the Neolithic Age, Yangshao Culture, and Shang and Zhou bronzes.
From the Jun kiln porcelain of the Song Dynasty to the blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty and the cloisonné enamel of the Ming Dynasty.
The Chinese treasures here cover almost all categories of cultural relics.
It spans the entire history of China.
And almost all of them are unique copies and pieces.
We Chinese people want to see what our ancestors left behind.
And I have to fucking run to someone else’s house.”
There are more than 20,000 national treasures of China here.
The more Zhang Xudong looked at it, the angrier he became.
"Dad, are these all ours?"
"It belongs to our big Chinese family,
It belongs to every Chinese person."
"Our things, then why are they in someone else's house?"
“At that time, our country was sick and was being slapped by outsiders who could not die.
They are closed-door, content with the status quo and not seeking development.
In the end, because of his backwardness and stupidity, he was bullied by these foreigners and taken into their home.
These foreigners relied on their powerful ships and cannons,
They burned, killed, and looted in China, stealing many of our treasures."
"Dad, what you mean is,
They stole these things from our house?"
"Yes."
"Can I take this back to our house?
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