It's been more than three months since he arrived in G City, and Chen Yueran, who is most likely to find trouble with himself, has never been seen.

Of course, the first to flirt is cheap.

It's rare that everyone is well, Su Xing won't make cheap mistakes and automatically look for trouble. However, Xie Miaomiao's maiden family and the Guo family got close and heard some inside news.

One weekend, the two took their children to a museum to see an artifact exhibition.

Tong Jiayao is an innocent and lovely little girl, Xiaoling and Xiaoye are very brother and sister Fan who answers her questions.

The three children whispered in front of them, and the two mothers followed behind them, watching and chatting.

"I heard that Chen Liya's son was accidentally hit by a car and injured a leg, and Chen Yueran's son was present at the time. Alas, I really can't figure it out, why didn't Chen Yueran get a divorce?"

Because Chen Yueran's son is the oldest, he is twelve years old. Even if he didn't push it, he couldn't escape the blame, who made him the boss?

Now that the Guo family obviously likes Chen Liya more, why does Chen Yueran bother with it? What's so good about that kind of life? Is it worth her to lose her entire youth and the other party?

"Don't be reconciled. ”

Su Xing inadvertently remembered that Chen Yueran did not hesitate to give advice to him in order to please Guo Jingtao, and pushed herself into the fire pit with all her heart.

Fortunately, it wasn't you who fell into the pit.

I finally picked the peach in my hand, and suddenly someone said that it was hers. Especially when the other party is his own sister-in-law, the feeling of swallowing flies by mistake can be imagined.

In any case, the Chen sisters are fighting openly and secretly, and they probably can't remember her.

"But Susu, do you remember that black jar?" Xie Miaomiao asked her.

Su Xing was stunned, "Something's wrong?"

Of course, I remember that the jar was used to hold wine, which was an old antique.

"Almost," Xie Miaomiao said goodbye and smiled mysteriously at her, "There are two pieces of news now, one good and one bad, which one to listen to first?"

"Bad. "Su Xing likes bitter first and then sweet.

"Someone from Lao Tong's unit revealed this matter to Lao Tan, knowing that this jar is a high imitation, and some rumors are circulating in the industry to smear your reputation, saying that you take high imitations as cultural relics. Especially that Wang Yue said that you sell your reputation and seek fame, and you will do whatever it takes to become famous. ”

Xie Miaomiao said this and sighed, "This is to blame Lao Tong, he shouldn't have given him an altar in the first place." ”

Su Xing smiled, "Forget it, who would have predicted what would happen in the next ten years? No matter how he spreads it, even if I sell my reputation, what does this mean? It means that my ability to read and write is fake?"

"That's what I said, but you think, who can look up to a talented beggar? Bole is a rare encounter in a hundred years, and many people may not meet one until they die. Xie Miaomiao said.

There are many stains on a person's body, and the whole person is black into charcoal, who can still see her shining spots?

"I understand the reasoning, so what do you want to clarify for me?"

"It's over, your Senior Brother Tong specially issued a statement explaining that it was the jar he wanted to come to with a dead face, and you didn't take a penny. As a result, you also know that people now only believe what they want to believe...... "Besides, Senior Brother Tong is very familiar with Su Xing, and outsiders think that there is something greasy in it."

"Telling you this is to prepare you mentally for the possibility of being embarrassed in the workplace in the future. Xie Miaomiao said, "In addition, Lao Tong is thin-skinned, let me say sorry to you on his behalf." ”

"Hey, what's this. Su Xing didn't care much, "I don't plan to enter the industry, I will continue to write for a living in the future, and it has nothing to do with me what is spread outside." The good news?"

"The good news is that Lao Tong and they have a new batch of Han and Tang Dynasty cultural relics, and one of them has such a ......" As she spoke, Xie Miaomiao took her and the children to a shop window, "Look, what is that?"

In the window, there was a black jar, exactly the same size and shape as hers.

Su Xing looked at it in surprise, "This is ...... Genuine?"

Except for the traces of age, everything else is the same, as if she went back to the restaurant where she bought her daughter's red and saw a row of black jars.

"yes, so, you can give it back to you. Xie Miaomiao said with a smile.

Although Senior Brother Tong found many doubts about the altar, it is a pity that the seniors ignored it after learning the real age of the altar, and they didn't care about other details.

A fake is a fake, and no matter how well other details are done, they cannot reach the research value of cultural relics.

Especially after the original product comes out.

Senior Brother Tong wanted to keep it for his own research, but he felt very guilty when he heard the rumors from the outside world, so he decided to return the jar to its original owner, hoping that this topic would disappear in the industry as soon as possible.

The old one had been packed up and placed in Professor Fang's office, because Senior Brother Tong and the others were in a meeting there.

I haven't seen him for many years, Professor Fang is old, and Senior Brother Tong is no longer young. A man who is almost forty years old, his face is full of dusty smell, and he feels vicissitudes.

When he handed the packaged jar to Su Xing, he looked reluctant, "I'm really reluctant......"

Su Xing took it unceremoniously, "I was in this mood at the beginning, just get used to it." ”

One report and one report, happy.

So, Senior Brother Tong watched as she took the jar out and checked it, and then repackaged it back, the whole process was full of a strong sense of loss.

Seeing that Xie Miaomiao was angry and funny, she had the heart to ask Su Xing for it, but this time she was rejected by her, and there was no room for negotiation.

Then there is no way.

"Even if it's a fake, keep it well and don't lose it. If you really want to lose it, remember to inform me...... "He went to the trash can to pick it up and took it home as a treasure."

Of course, Su Xing would not give him this chance.

There were children here, and Su Xing and Xie Miaomiao sat down and left after a while, so as not to delay other people's business.

In the evening, Su Xing returned home with the jar and asked Da Kun to take it for testing. When everything was in order, she washed the jar again, dried it with a dry towel and put it in the study.

When the children were asleep, she went back to her room to change into gray clothes for travel, put on her cloak, and disappeared into the study.

The secret room in the Tang Dynasty has been built and officially opened as early as the middle of the year.

The mechanism and other measures were in operation, and it was too dangerous to enter and exit through the normal passageway, so she appeared directly in the secret room every time.

The chamber has vents and some hidden passages, and there are oil lamps lit at intervals.

All the people involved in the project were washed away by Tingyu's spell, leaving Mr. Ning's family. The Ning family sent special personnel to patrol, and the oil lamps in all parts of the passage were handed over to them to be responsible, including the secret room.

Therefore, Su Xing could see the road wherever she appeared.

There is an antique house built in the secret room, and the plaque reads "Library Pavilion".

Of course, in addition to books, there are also some gold, silver and jewelry, which Mr. Ning's children and grandchildren snatched back from outside.

They take care of their belongings, and leave them a few pieces of gold baht and copper coins as a souvenir, which is equivalent to paying a storage fee, and the rest of Su Xing and Tingyu don't care.

No one was allowed to touch Su Xing's book, and it was sprinkled with poison all around.

Once she had arrived, she stepped up the stairs with great familiarity, pushed open the two large iron doors, and went straight over the spacious, quiet, and gloomy hall. Enter the study to reach a shelf and pull out an intricately carved iron box.

She took out the black altar and touched the textured porcelain body, a little reluctant. It is very beautiful and artistic.

It's a pity that it can only come back to this place.

When the end times have passed, these treasures will be able to see again.