Chapter 113: The Treasure in Scrap Iron

Xu Qing didn't expect that this old woman was still a submissive character, since she didn't want to report the case, she had no reason to drag others to go, thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why don't I take you to the hospital to have a look?" ”

Hua Pozi shook her head bitterly and said: "Don't go, you can toss a sick place in the hospital if you are not sick, and the old woman can't afford to spend that unjust money, thank you, I'll go back and get some wine and wipe it." ”

After saying that, Hua Pozi stretched out her hand to carry the bamboo basket behind the car, who knew that there was a pain in her waist and a stumbling under her feet, Xu Qing's eyes were fast, and she quickly stretched out her hand to hold her, so she didn't fall again.

"Mother-in-law, why don't I drive you back?"

This time, Hua Pozi did not refuse, but just thanked her vigorously, Xu Qing helped her to sit firmly in the back seat, and started the car to drive towards the south of the antique street.

Hua Pozi's family lives in a remote alley not far south of Antique Street, where there are several dilapidated wooden buildings left over from before the liberation, which seem to be a bit out of place with the surrounding concrete buildings.

"The little wooden building in front is here, young man, go inside and have a cup of tea." Hua Pozi pointed to an old wooden building not far away and said, maybe because of the relationship at home, her spirit seemed to be getting better in vain.

Xu Qing drove the car to the front of the small wooden building and locked it, and then took the initiative to help Hua Pozi carry the small bamboo basket, not to mention that the weight of the bamboo basket was really not light, and it was a little heavy.

Hua Pozi took out the key and opened the door, stretched out her hand and pulled a lamp rope next to the wooden wall, a little light lit up in the dark cabin, Xu Qing saw a lonely small light bulb hanging on the roof, all this reminded him of the old house when he was in the countryside.

"Young man, put things down quickly and take a sip of herbal tea first!" Hua Pozi brought an enamel teacup, a reluctant smile appeared on her face, and the wound on her waist was still aching.

Xu Qing responded, put the small bamboo basket in the corner, took the teacup and took a sip, a bitter taste poured into the tongue, and then he could taste a faint sweetness, it was the taste of licorice, and he couldn't help but take another big sip and praised: "Mother-in-law, the herbal tea you brewed is so delicious!" ”

Hua Pozi smiled and said: "I use licorice orange stalks and add some honeysuckle to cook indiscriminately, and drinking it on a hot day can relieve the heat." After saying that, she turned around and walked to the wooden desk with the paint peeling, ready to bend down to take a bag of items under the desk, but a faint pain came from her waist, and she couldn't help but snort.

Seeing this, Xu Qing hurriedly put down the teacup and walked over, and said, "Mother-in-law, you sit, I'll help you get this thing!" He walked to the chair and sat down, stooped down and dragged out a long sackcloth bag from under the desk.

Hua Pozi sighed and said, "Forget it, don't get it, these things are going to be sold tomorrow, and maybe they can be worth a few dollars." ”

Xu Qing just wanted to straighten his waist, but his eyes felt a trace of coolness in vain, as if two wisps of cool breeze were blowing into his eyes, and he quickly blinked his eyelids in surprise and looked at the burlap bag under his feet.

At this moment, Xu Qing's heart also beat wildly, and there was a layer of rich dark cyan gas floating on the long linen bag, and two wisps were floating towards his eyes, and the coolness he felt just now came from this cloth bag.