Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Among the relics of the deceased old leader are tens of thousands of books, both ancient and modern. Many old comrades would read books as a pastime, so no one would come to check out the books in their study. Even if there were, they could justifiably say that they would imitate the old leader. .

Most importantly, the darkest times are behind us.

Fu Bao liked it so much that he quickly begged Ye Yan and his younger brother to help move these books to the study room downstairs, and asked: "Are there any related to painting? I heard from Grandpa Wen that many great painters have published works. ”

"There should be. I'll look for it carefully later." Feng Qingxue had forgotten that such books existed even if her daughter didn't mention them.

I think back then, she collected a lot of old books at the scrapyard.

There were valuable and worthless ones, piled up like a mountain. Even the antiques she collected at the beginning had high imitations. Later, after repeated study and appreciation, her taste gradually improved. However, she did not get rid of the fakes, maybe they would be used in the future.

Lu Jiang has lived a prosperous life since he was a child. There is nothing in the house that he has not touched. He has a much better eye for treasure appraisal than Feng Qingxue. When he and she clean up the third floor, they send the children downstairs to do homework or practice calligraphy. Calligraphy and painting, boasting to her: "Some of the things I have collected recently are definitely not fake. If you don't believe me, I will show them to you."

"Have you also collected some cultural relics and antiques in the past two months?" Feng Qingxue was pleasantly surprised. She didn't think it was too much.

Lu Jiang said proudly, "I received it from Jin Laoqi and Qiao San. These two old guys have a lot of good things, especially Qiao San. If he hadn't been short of money and tickets, he would definitely not be willing to take it out. I also went to the cultural relics store to buy a few pieces, but I didn’t dare to buy more. Firstly, I didn’t have enough money, and secondly, I was afraid of attracting attention. I had to think twice about everything I said and did.”

Feng Qingxue chuckled, "How many people hope to reach your status."

When the topic changed, she grabbed his arm and shook it: "Where are the things you collected? Take them out and show me what good things you have. I think our bookshelves and archaeological shelves are a little short. Do you want to rent some more?" Each room on the third floor will be turned into a study room.”

"Take your time. There aren't too many things now. If you can fit them in, you can rent them when there are more things. No, why are we thinking about renting furniture? You have a lot of old furniture there. Why don't you find an excuse to bring it back from outside? Come on." Lu Jiang feels that old furniture and cultural relics complement each other, "What we should be thinking about now is how to preserve the things we take out."

Feng Qingxue sighed, "It's just that we don't understand this, so what we brought out today are basically porcelain, jade, modern books, and the Four Treasures of the Study. We didn't dare to bring out those fragile ancient calligraphy and paintings."

As she spoke, she took out some porcelain, jade, and wood carvings she bought in Shanghai, pretending that they had just been brought back from outside.

The number of these things seems to be large, but they do not take up much space when placed. Some of the Four Treasures of the Study are placed on the case, and the books that take up the most space are all stuffed on the bookshelf. Locked in the cupboard for now.

Most of them were bought in Shanghai after the children and Adrian saw them, and a small part were collected by the space and bought separately by myself.

Seeing this, Lu Jiang also moved the things he had collected recently and put them together.

The Lu family's collection room facing the world is beginning to take shape.

"One day, our third floor will be filled with treasures!" Feng Qingxue's heart was full of pride and ambition.