Jiang Jun filled the table with the treasures he had collected and studied them one by one with Chen Yuefei.
Her knowledge of cultural relics came from museums, books, or from national treasure appreciation programs she had watched in her previous time and space. She had never come into close contact with the real objects, and just let Chen Yuefei choose based on her feelings, but she actually knew nothing about it.
Chen Yuefei didn't understand either, so he could only brag: "My mom and my brother know how to tell. Sometimes even a very worn-out item can be distinguished, which one is for the emperor to drink water in the morning and which one is for tea at noon. He uses different cups for drinking water from morning to night. He's so particular."
Jiang Jun was surprised: "Your brother also understands? I thought Aunt Ye liked antiques!"
That’s good. I won’t have to worry about being cheated when buying treasures in the future.
Chen Yuefei chuckled as he recalled something. "Well, he has a very sharp eye and can tell the truth from the fake at a glance, so he's very particular about his life. When he first joined the army, he was miserable. He only had one toothbrush holder. He used it to brush his teeth, drink water, eat, drink soup, and scoop water. He also had one washbasin. He had to wash his face, feet, clothes, bathe, and quilt...Haha, I don't know how he managed it. Anyway, the recruit company reported it to the higher-ups, and I heard my dad scold him twice."
Jiang Jun was even more surprised: "Isn't he a model recruit?"
I remember when I read the introduction on the bulletin board, I couldn’t tell that Chen Yuanwu was arrogant at all!
However, when she was tutoring Chen Yuanwu, she did feel that Chen Yuanwu was very gentlemanly.
Uh, now too!
Chen Yuefei made a face. "This is what I admire most about my brother! He was criticized by my dad twice, so he worked hard to catch up on his academic studies. After the recruit training, he went straight to the Equipment Department. The commander personally asked him to go there!"
Jiang Yun held his forehead: "......!"
It turns out that her understanding of tutoring is biased!
Chen Yuefei seemed to have discovered a new world: "You don't know?"
Jiang Yun was stunned and shook his head.
Chen Yuefei slapped the table and laughed: "Ha, try it when the time comes. Pour hot water from your bowl for him to drink after dinner, or give him your leftovers. Look at his face, it will definitely be the same as Chi Yitong's!"
Chi Yitong is the guy who just "donated" a bunch of cultural relics and antiques.
Jiang Jun: “…”
Chen Yuanwu has eaten her leftovers many times, okay!
Forget it, I can’t!
Chen Yuefei hadn't spent the past few years in the border defense company in vain. He was extremely sensitive to people's words and expressions, and he could tell at a glance that Jiang Jun was uneasy. "Hey, tell me the truth, has my brother already eaten your leftovers?"
"Hehe... How could I possibly waste food? There's no way I'd leave leftovers!" Jiang Jun changed the subject. She wasn't an antique, so why was it turning into a discussion about her? "Look at this cup! I think I've seen a cup with a similar pattern in Aunt Ye's room."
Unfortunately, the cup was placed in the cabinet, and the glass was reflective, so I couldn't see the pattern on the cup clearly, and I wasn't sure if it was the same as the one she was holding.
Chen Yuefei picked up the cup and looked at it carefully: "Hey, it really looks like it! I'll take it home tomorrow and show it to my mom. She will definitely be able to tell whether it's real or not!"
Jiang Jun was curious: "Who did Aunt Ye learn to identify these antiques from?"
Chen Yuefei's eyes searched the table, and he said nonchalantly: "My mother's is a family heirloom. Hey, why are the cups and plates gone? They were a set, I remember bringing them in! How did they disappear?"
Jiang Jun also lowered his head to look in the wooden box on the ground: "Yes, I remember it was wrapped in a cotton coat pocket."
He accidentally bumped his head against Chen Yuefei's and stepped back in pain, almost falling to the ground.
Chen Yuefei was quick to grab Jiang Jun's arm and tugged hard: "Heart!"
With this pull, Jiang Jun used too much force and crashed directly into Chen Yuefei's arms, knocking Chen Yuefei backwards. The two of them fell into a ball. Jiang Jun's leg also tripped on a wooden box and hit it hard.
Jiang Jun got up. He heard a loud crash, and he was worried he might have broken something. He quickly checked the contents of the wooden box, still terrified. "Oh my! I was so scared! Luckily I wasn't wearing my military coat, or I'd have overturned the box and it would have been terrible!"
Chen Yuefei looked at Jiang Yun's back, his face flushed. He quickly stood up and pretended to pat his clothes: "I'm going outside to dust off the dust."
Jiang Jun didn't even look up as he continued unpacking the items in the wooden box. "Why are you dusting? This room was just mopped. Do you feel like smoking? No need to make excuses. I'm not Aunt Ye. I won't care about you!"
The moment he fell, Jiang Jun smelled a faint scent of tobacco on Chen Yuefei: "You started smoking when you were in middle school. You're not addicted now, right?"
Chen Yuefei walked to the door of the living room and turned back in surprise when he heard this: "How did you know I was smoking at that time?"
Jiang Jun laughed, "Every time you gave me a book, it smelled like cigarettes. Another time, you gave me a meat bun, and both the bun and the handkerchief it was wrapped in smelled like cigarettes."
Chen Yuefei believed that his anti-detection and cleansing work was first-rate. Ye Qingyin had never noticed him smoking cigarettes: "That's impossible! Even my mother doesn't know."
Jiang Jun rolled his eyes: "I think Aunt Ye is pretending not to know!"
Chen Yuefei was convinced: "You are too sensitive. I can't hide anything from you! Many people don't know that I smoke. Only my dad knows."
"Don't all men like to smoke? Are you afraid of being outdone by your brother?" Jiang Jun knew that Chen Yuanwu didn't smoke.
What she liked most was the faint smell of pine on Chen Yuanwu.
Chen Yuefei paused and turned around: "My mom is worried that my brother will be choked by the smell of cigarettes. My dad doesn't smoke at home."
Jiang Jun remembered that Chen Yuanwu had suffered from severe acute pneumonia and had been on the verge of death. "Didn't he recover a long time ago? In the recruit company and the equipment department, so many people smoke!"
Chen Yuefei shrugged: "My mom spoils him, so he's used to it!"
Jiang Jun could hear a hint of disappointment in the boy's voice; this feeling was all too familiar to her. "Then next time, smoke half a pack in front of Aunt Ye and your brother!"
Chen Yuefei grinned and laughed again: "If they can make me finish a cigarette, I will consider it a win. If I can smoke half a pack of cigarettes in a row, I guess my mother will slap me a hundred times in the face."
Jiang Jun thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the funnier it became. "How about we make a bet? I really want to see Aunt Ye spank you."
Based on her understanding of Ye Qingyin, Ye Qingyin actually loved her three children with all her heart and probably never hit any of them.
Chen Yuefei put one hand on his hip, a bit of a challenge, quite interesting: "What's the bet? If I win the conversation, what can I win?"
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