Xia Youyou dragged Liu Hui around the supply and marketing cooperative for a while, bought a few things, and then left. There were simply too many people. Anyway, she had everything in her space, and it was enough for her family to have a good New Year, so it didn't matter if she didn't go to the supply and marketing cooperative.
I took my mother around in circles and wanted to go to the scrap yard again.
"Mom, now that we're out, let's go to the scrap yard."
"I think you came here just for the scrap yard, and visiting the supply and marketing cooperative is just a side trip."
"No one knows a daughter better than her mother! Mom, you guessed right!" Acting coquettishly is Xia Youyou's forte. Liu Hui felt so sweet in her heart that she let her take her to the scrap yard.
I'm lucky today, the old man is sweeping the snow at the door.
"uncle!"
The old man looked up at her with narrowed eyes. "Oh, it's you. You haven't been here for a long time. Last time you left a bag of food and ran away. I thought something happened to you."
Xia Youyou said embarrassedly, "The food is for you to eat. Last time, something happened and I left in a hurry."
"Okay, thank you very much. Are you here to buy something else today?"
"Yes, bring my mother to see it."
The old man nodded to Liu Hui as a greeting, "Come in."
Seeing the two people enter the house, the old man smiled and continued to sweep the snow. Girl, everything is there, you must look for it carefully.
Xia Youyou pulled her mother to squat next to the porcelain. "Mom, can you see if there's anything useful? I'll go over there and take a look." She found the broken gourd again and said, "Please help me take this one later. I like this one."
Liu Hui looked at the dirty gourd and was speechless, "Why is it so dirty?"
She smiled mysteriously, "Hide your edge!"
She stood up and walked over to the books, flipping through them again. She seemed to have seen a painting before. Suddenly, she remembered seeing it in the future. She searched around and found a scroll in a corner. "That's it!" She had only opened it a little that day and glanced at it before Cao An interrupted her train of thought.
This peony painting later ended up in a museum overseas. She stumbled upon it while browsing museums online every day and studied it carefully. Now, seeing it up close, she exclaimed again, "It's truly breathtaking!" If it were left in the wild, it would surely attract butterflies.
After carefully putting the scroll away, he went to look for lumber again. If the pearwood Qiangong bed he had found last time was an accident, then he would see if there were any more accidents.
The pile of wood was a bit messy, and you could see there were even stools and other things smashed and thrown here. She took some wood from the top, revealing the area covered by the wooden boards underneath. As expected, the old man had done this on purpose, hiding something for someone to find.
She pulled out the wood from the bottom, which included not only pearwood but also old red sandalwood. The wood was a bit heavy, so she struggled to lift it and set it aside. She scanned the room. Just as she was about to leave, her peripheral vision caught sight of the scrap metal she wasn't looking for.
It was an iron pot. A bronze vessel, to be exact! It was pinned beneath a scrapped bicycle, its seat just obscuring the pot. She laughed. The old man had hidden it so well. If she hadn't recognized it, she might have overlooked it.
It was already past noon when Liu Hui and she left the house, carrying a bunch of things. Xia Youyou put another bag of food in the house, not caring whether the old man would suspect how she got in. The old man was not confused at all. Last time, he and Cao An came empty-handed, and suddenly he left a bag of food, and today he didn't ask.
"Uncle, how much do you want to pay me this time?"
The old man mentally counted the items on the floor. "Hmm," he thought, "almost there, except for one thing." He turned and went back into the house.
"Wait me a moment."
Xia Youyou and Liu Hui looked at each other, both with puzzled expressions.
After a while, the old man took out a piece of porcelain from the house. "Do you want this?"
It turned out to be a Yuan Dynasty blue and white plum vase!
Xia Youyou stepped forward and carefully took the bottle, carefully examining the pattern on it. This was the Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain that later sold for 710 million yuan at auction!
If the auspicious ear gourd bottle was a sign of good luck, then this bottle was a gift from heaven!
"Uncle, why are you giving these to me?"
"I can't protect you, but you have a way, right?"
Xia Youyou looked at the old man steadily and nodded solemnly. "I will definitely protect these things!"
The old man nodded and said, "Give me 10 yuan." He saw the grain bag inside. He was short of food, so he didn't bother to be polite with her.
She took out 50 yuan from her bag and said, "Uncle, take this first and buy yourself something good. Take care of yourself!"
"Then I won't be polite to you." Forced by life, he has put a lot of effort into preserving these things over the years.
The mother and daughter moved the things to a remote place in two batches, and Xia Youyou finally put them into the space.
"Go home and eat."
When they got home, they saw Cao An standing at the door, his face dark and fierce. Xia Youyou hid behind her mother, "Mom, save me!"
"What did I tell you this morning? You actually took mom with you!" Cao An was so mad at this girl. She never listened to anyone!
Liu Hui stepped forward to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, we just went to the supply and marketing cooperative. Come inside, it's cold outside!" She unlocked the front door and pushed it open into the yard. "Have you eaten yet? I'll go cook!"
Xia Youyou stood in front of Cao An like a quail, lowering her head and stirring her fingers vigorously.
Cao An couldn't do anything with her, so he grabbed her ear and dragged her into the yard.
"Ah! It hurts! Brother, brother, I was wrong!"
Cao An was so angry that he didn't dare to use too much force. When he heard her cry of pain, he quickly eased up a little.
"I told you not to go out. It's so cold, and you actually took Mom out! You're so brave!"
"Brother, I'm just taking Mom to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy New Year's goods. Isn't it almost New Year's Day?" She took his loosened hand away and rubbed her red ears. "Brother, don't be angry. Come in and see what good things I bought."
Pulling Cao An along, he went straight into the main room. With a wave of his hand, he put out the things he had just bought at the scrap yard: the wood on the floor, and the porcelain on the table.
"This painting is a national treasure, and these two porcelain pieces will fetch hundreds of millions at auction someday. And there's also red sandalwood on the ground! After my mom and I went to the supply and marketing cooperative, we passed by the scrap yard and bought these things."
Cao An really couldn't do anything with her, "Can't you just be quiet?"
"I didn't go to the black market. You only told me not to go to the black market, but you didn't forbid me to go to the scrap yard."
"You still have a point?"
Xia Youyou shrank her neck, pretending to be a quail. She rolled her eyes and tried to change the subject.
"Brother, why are you back?" She approached him flatteringly, "Brother, please sit down. You must be tired!"
Cao An was furious when she asked him this. "How dare you ask me! Who did you run into at the supply and marketing cooperative?" He checked the snow on the greenhouse, making sure it hadn't collapsed before riding his bike back to the bureau. He still hadn't dealt with the scar from yesterday. But upon arriving, the supply and marketing cooperative sent a woman over, claiming she was Liu Daya's mother, not a human trafficker.
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