There are a few boxes scattered on the ground, which are Mo Xiaohe's collection of antique calligraphy and paintings, of which calligraphy and paintings account for the majority, she has no appreciation for these, but Gu Zheng understands a little, saying that he understands a little too modestly, he is more or less an expert. The music section is the fastest to update

There is a layer of wooden box on the outside of the painting, Mo Xiaohe casually opened a few scrolls, and saw that the ones were dry, stained with ink, and there were no mold spots left by improper preservation, she nodded frequently, "Husband, these ancient paintings are not easy to get, these are the capital to settle down in the future, if one day the family goes bankrupt, it all depends on the ancient paintings to save lives, we have to keep it properly." ”

"There won't be that day."

Gu Zheng lowered his eyes, as a man, although he can't stand up to the sky, supporting his family is fundamental, he is young and strong, he can do anything, he will never let his wife and children suffer, take a step back and say, if there is really no silver, he can still do his old job, take a trip to life and death, at least enough for the family's rations for ten years.

"Lady, if you like these ancient paintings, I will build a special studio in the future and hang them up."

Gu Zheng patted Mo Xiaohe's hand, he had no silver, he would rather sell blood and meat than pawn the lady's beloved things.

"Husband......

Mo Xiaohe was embarrassed, quite embarrassed, she is not a literati, she does not have such noble sentiments, these paintings can have a good price, for a lot of silver, why not sell? Ancient paintings are the most difficult to preserve, so the authentic works left behind become more and more valuable as the years go by.

Marrying a daughter from a high family, paying attention to the heritage, those real money and silver, the nouveau riche is not lacking, but there are years of ancient porcelain paintings, most of them are in the hands of the family, if it is not down, it will not be taken out to buy and sell at all, on the market, a painting is hard to find.

If you add a few treasures to your daughter's marriage, it is a very long face, Mo Xiaohe holds it, it is for the future daughter, and it is bound to accompany the high-end atmosphere of the high-end atmosphere, so that the daughter has face in front of her mother's family, and her waist is hard.

But then again, she prefers porcelain ornaments, ancient paintings are nothing in her eyes, and she says that the capital to make a living means that if she lacks silver, she will make a few fakes as before.

Obviously, the husband is too simple, he doesn't know that she wants to fake and sell fakes, and thinks she is worried about the future, which is really a beautiful misunderstanding!

"We can't use these, we will keep them for Meimei in the future."

Gu Zheng grabbed a few huge Dongzhu beads and held them in the palm of his hand, thinking that in the future, he could ask a famous craftsman to create a pair of Zhu Hai, but it was a pity that his own lady disliked wearing jewelry on her head.

He closed his eyes, and a female doll of the total horn appeared in his mind, white and fat, like a New Year's doll on the wall, and the shadow of Mo Xiaohe could be vaguely seen on his face, with short legs, chasing after him, shouting Daddy.

"What about Erzhuang?"

Mo Xiaohe was surprised, she said that she had a hunch that her first child might be a boy, why did her husband always mention her daughter? It's not good to be a father and mother who is too partial, Erzhuang will study in the future, marry a daughter-in-law, and can't leave a little family property!

Modern daughters-in-law are required to have a house and a car, and a dowry, Mo Xiaohe, as a future mother-in-law, is always not good to be mean to her daughter-in-law, the house is at least a few big houses in the countryside, and the car is a donkey cart.

The unborn Gu Erzhuang: Daddy, our family is so rich, and the jewelry is packed in coffin plates, so give me such a little embarrassment?

The unborn Gu Meimei: Dad, I just want to ask, if I don't look like my mother, I follow you, and I don't meet your expectations, is the dowry still equipped according to the original idea? If I watch people put out dishes, then I will think about it first, after all, it is tragic enough to look like you.

Mo Xiaohe was distracted, there seemed to be a voice in her heart, she wanted to catch it, but she couldn't find the feeling just now. She said to Gu Zheng, "Husband, being a father and mother, you can't favor one over the other, our family won't favor sons over women, but we can't fall over, women over men!" ”

Gu Zheng nodded subconsciously, but he still felt that the kid had to be strictly disciplined, not that he rejected the literati, but that the literati liked the wind and snow the moon the most, sleeping in the willows, and boasting of being romantic, proud, he must not watch his son grow crooked, and controlling money is a direct and effective means.

The two of them quarreled a few words about Gu Erzhuang's education, although Mo Xiaohe hated sour scholars, she had to say a few fair words for those people, after all, her father and eldest brother were both scholars.

Thinking of the words written by the eldest brother, Mo Xiaohe hung his head, always feeling that his remarks were not convincing, how could he break it?

When it comes to children, Gu Zheng is no longer silent, in all aspects, there are many things, and there are several summaries, Mo Xiaohe heard that at the end, her mouth could no longer be closed, and she found another side of her husband.

Touching the flat and not a little bulging lower abdomen, Mo Xiaohe was complaining frantically in his heart, now saying this, even if it is prenatal education, let Erzhuang know that he is a grass of the Gu family, and Meimei is the pearl of the palm, isn't it not good?

Seeing that she was going down the mountain, she was a little anxious, hugged Gu Zheng's neck, and a pair of small hands lit a fire wildly on his chest muscles, abdominal muscles and mermaid line, the couple made a fuss for a while, Mo Xiaohe was too tired, and soon fell asleep.

Gu Zheng tightened his eyebrows, he made trouble until now, he couldn't get up, he couldn't go down, he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he didn't dare to take a cold shower, so he had to look at the roof of the shed, take a deep breath, and his thoughts were chaotic.

On the second day, just after dawn, Mo Xiaohe opened her eyes, had a good night's sleep, refreshed, she turned her head and saw that her husband Gu Zheng had not gotten up, his face was dish, and there were deep dark circles under his eyes, looking exhausted. "Husband, are you sick again?"

Mo Xiaohe was startled, turned over and sat up, probing Gu Zheng's forehead with both hands, there was no trace of fever on it, she breathed a sigh of relief and said suspiciously, "You don't look good." ”

Gu Zheng: "......"

Who was the one who aroused his interest last night and threw him aside, who was the person who fell asleep by himself? His heart was depressed, but he had no expression on his face, and he was about to get up, but when he saw the moment the lady leaned over, the white tenderness of her chest was exposed, and the fire that she had suppressed rose again.

Mo Xiaohe realized it later, thinking of the strange disease that her husband said, she had to resign herself to helping him relieve it, and the final result was that Gu Zheng was in good spirits, her head was slumped, her lips were swollen, and her steps were weak, so she relied on her husband to carry her down the mountain.

The extraordinary silence at the foot of the mountain, the people in the village closed their doors, and all the way to the town, they only met a few villagers carrying bags, they walked carefully, and looked back from time to time, one of the old men was even more alert, and when he looked back at Gu Zheng Mo Xiaohe and his wife, his face softened.

Mo Xiaohe saw that he was from Mojia Village, and took the initiative to talk to him, and the old man frowned, "Alas, the mountain bandits who killed a thousand knives and were punished by heaven are really deprived of their conscience, and now every family in the town is having a hard time, there is no food, what to eat and drink?" ”

The old man's daughter married a carpenter in the town, this is a husband and wife and beauty, married for three years, a few years ago the son-in-law opened a wood shop, the business is good, the old house at home was demolished and rebuilt, and finally not poor and white, with a foundation.

His daughter looks average, but she has a good home, and no one in the village is envious, and she privately says that his daughter is Wangfu.

It was supposed to be a good life, but who expected that disaster would fall from the sky, thanks to the little couple clinging to his grandson, they didn't resist, and many people in the town resisted for money and rations, and they were all dead.

"Some time ago, the price of grain soared, and my wife was shallow-eyed, so she secretly got the family's grain to the town to sell, and there was not much left at home, only enough to drink a mouthful of porridge."

The old man sighed, seeing that his daughter's family was out of food, and he couldn't ignore it, he finally squeezed out a bag of rice from between his teeth, about twenty catties, and sent it to the town for emergency first, and then slowly tried to find a way.

Seeing that the weather is warm, the ground can also produce a little, no matter how bad it is, Mojia Village is backed by mountains, and wild vegetables and wild fruits in the mountains can satisfy hunger, and they will not starve to death.

"I heard that there are too many people in the town who don't have food, and when they see the smell of food coming from someone's house, they go to rob it, alas, but no one likes to do anything if they have a little way to live."

The old man opened the chatterbox, perhaps thinking that it was safer for the threesome, and followed the husband and wife all the way, and the three of them happened to stop by, and when the old man entered his daughter's house, Mo Xiaohe and the two turned around.

"Husband, our family is in danger now."

Mo Xiaohe rubbed his eyebrows, they passed through the downtown area, and there were only two or three shops on the whole street that were still in business, including paper horse shops and coffin shops, and there was only one spice shop left.

If the government does not distribute relief food, the red-eyed people may not have to make trouble in order to survive, and it seems that they have to persuade their families to move to the mountains as soon as possible.

This book was first published by Lewen, please do not reprint!