Chapter 813 Receiving Letters and Books 2

The old couple stared at each other, and finally, Lu Shaonong made the decision.

"I would use the camphorwood boxes at home to store books and paintings. I would cover the books and paintings with moisture-proof oil paper and silk, and then put a sealed large box outside the camphorwood box. I would add a layer of iron sheet between the large and small boxes, bury them separately and deeper, and take them out to dry around the Book Drying Festival every year, and check if the books and paintings were damaged."

There is no other way.

Lin Yufen sighed, "I have no choice but to do as you say. By the way, I'll put those antiques that are not necessary in our house and the jewelry that my mother-in-law left me in there. These things are buried underground and are not afraid of moisture and insects."

Because I cherish my collection of books and calligraphy and paintings, I dare not take any risks.

Lu Shaonong nodded, "I remember there are still some gold bars, right?" They were saved up with great difficulty.

"Gold bars?" Lin Yufen was stunned for a moment. "That year there was a famine and we were so hungry that we couldn't stand it anymore. Didn't we exchange them for food on the black market? One gold bar cost two pounds of cornmeal. I was almost heartbroken, but there was nothing we could do. We had to survive."

“I remember there was a little left.”

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Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen took great care of their books, calligraphy and paintings. All borrowers could only copy and read them at their home and were not allowed to take them out, for fear that they might be damaged and difficult to repair.

"What? Lend it to someone else?" Zheng Peng looked surprised.

This busy work lasted for more than ten days.

The old couple acted immediately after their announcement. They closed the door and selected books and paintings that they thought had cultural value. They filled five camphorwood boxes with them, packed them carefully, stuffed some mothballs in the gaps, and then buried them in the basement of the main house and the side room.

"Old Zheng, why didn't you come a few days earlier!" Lu Shaonong complained, half-truthfully, "I've lent the book you wanted to borrow to someone else. I don't know when you can return it to me!"

Lin Yufen thought about it, and somehow thought of Xi Bao. She smiled and said, "A very lovable child."

This old friend was the vice president of Capital University, named Zheng Peng. He and Lu Shaonong had been good friends for many years. It was Zheng Peng who hired Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen to teach at Capital University. The book he came to borrow happened to be buried underground by the couple.

“Who has such a big face?”

After hearing what Lu Shaonong said, Lin Yufen smiled and said, "Did you forget? Your son took away the remaining bits."

Lu Shaonong scratched his head and remembered, "In that case, let's not mention it."

Before I had time to catch my breath, an old friend came to borrow a book.

As a wife, Lin Yufen naturally supported what her husband said. She nodded and said, "Yes, I borrowed it."

Zheng Peng asked helplessly, "There must be a copy, right? I remember that Lao Lu likes to copy books the most. I promised my students that I would explain the contents of this book tomorrow, and I can't go back on my word."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you wanted to borrow the manuscript for teaching? I thought you wanted to study the original, but you forgot the rules of our own family." I really made up a lie in vain.

After Lu Shaonong finished speaking, he turned around and went to the study to take out the manuscript and handed it to Zheng Peng, "Here, take it. I told you in advance that although this book is a manuscript and I copied it myself, because the original was borrowed, it is very precious before the original is returned. Don't lose it!"

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"Don't worry, don't worry, I know you have a bad temper!"

(End of this chapter)