good morning black belly husband

Chapter 1271 2 more

But this is already the best he can do.

She has nothing dissatisfied, and nothing dissatisfied.

On the contrary, she was very moved by Nan Jingheng's kindness.

This seems to indicate the past and present.

The good memories of the past still remain, but don't ignore the good present and future.

When the old and new furniture were placed together, she didn't feel the slightest incongruity.

"You haven't visited your parents' room yet." Nan Jingheng said.

This reminded Cheng Yi'an.

Even after such a long time, she still remembers clearly every location in the house.

After going to the parents' bedroom, Cheng Yi'an's eyes became moist as soon as he entered.

"This..." Originally thought that Xia Jingbei sold all kinds of things, although not all of them were put on display, but there were probably [-]% of them.

"No... haven't they all been sold?" Cheng Yi'an looked at those ornaments in disbelief and muttered to himself.

"I also found these from the background of your photos. Some of them have not been photographed, and I have no way to find them. I have found the original buyers for everything that can be found in the photos. Some buyers bought I bought it and resold it, and after several rounds, I finally got it back." Nan Jingheng looked at the furnishings in the house, "I think, maybe [-] to [-]% of it can be recovered."

Cheng Yi'an went to the study again, and it was the same situation.

Some Nan Jingheng really can't take it back.

But some of them were written by Cheng Yi'an's father himself.

There are couplets, poems, and speeches.

Her father is not considered a famous artist, but a calligraphy lover.

As an archaeologist, I am naturally interested in ancient books and calligraphy.

This writing can't be sold for much money, but to Cheng Yi'an, they are the most precious.

Xia Jingbei wanted to sell all of these, it was simply getting into the eyes of money.

But these, Nan Jingheng also got back.

"Thank you." Cheng Yi'an couldn't hold back the tears, "I didn't expect...I didn't expect you to be able to find it back."

"It's a pity that we didn't find all of them back." Nan Jingheng felt a little dissatisfied after all.

Didn't do the best for her.

Cheng Yi'an shook his head, "No, this is already very good. I have already prepared for it. I can't find anything back, and I can see it. It is enough to get back the house I have lived in since I was a child. As for other things , as long as it exists in my heart. I really... really never thought that the family could be restored to this way."

But Nan Jingheng knew that no matter how he restored it, it would be different from before.

"It's really good. If you blame yourself for not getting everything back, then I will feel even worse." Cheng Yi'an grabbed his hand and said.

Nan Jingheng smiled, and no longer entangled with this matter, "Go to your bedroom and have a look."

Cheng Yi'an nodded immediately, wiped away tears, took Nan Jingheng's hand and turned to her bedroom.

Pushing open the door, no surprises, the bedroom was the same as when she was a child.

A single bed suitable for her age at that time, next to the bed was a desk.

The bookcase occupies the largest area in the bedroom, occupying an entire wall.

Because his parents are both scholars, Cheng Yi'an has always loved reading since he was a child. Although he is not very interested in archaeology, he also likes reading history.

Therefore, the bookcase is full of books, one thicker than the other.

"It's impossible to read all the books from the background of the photos, so I only made up these." Nan Jingheng explained.

(End of this chapter)