She hadn't figured out what had happened to her yet, and she didn't want to go to an unfamiliar place.

Song Yi glanced at Fang Zongtang quickly and said, "It's a mid-mountain villa, and Jizong also lives there!" ”

The name Jizong was left by his grandfather, surnamed Fang, called Fang Jizong.

"Okay, you go out and wait for me, I'll tidy up my things!" Fang Zongtang stood up after speaking.

I thought that my son-in-law would stand at the gate obediently as before, but I didn't expect him to stand still in place.

Fang Zongtang was very unhappy, and his face immediately pulled down.

Song Yi hurriedly explained: "I see that your face is pale, what do you want to clean up, I'll clean it up for you?" ”

Fang Zongtang made a straight face and glanced at it obliquely: "There are no rules, I take Lao Xingtang's things, can you see them?" ”

Song Yi's lips moved twice, and the calfskin handmade leather shoes and the tips of the shoes turned downward, facing outward.

"I'll wait for you outside the gate!" After speaking, he glanced back at Fang Zongtang before leaving.

Fang Zongtang snorted coldly, ten years~ Even if he becomes the richest man, what if he wants her to see his face, he dreams faster.

After a few clicks on the roof and taking off the baggage, this room has not changed much overall, it is just old. The furniture, ornaments, tables and chairs in it look the same, but the things have long been changed.

The late Qing Dynasty painting tiger in the center of the living room, five cents a piece can not be more. The tables and chairs of the old sour branches have become poplar elm, and the lotus fish tank imitated by the grandfather has become a white tile porcelain jar for flour. There are no more fish in it, and there is a bunch of messy things, but the location has not changed, and the money is about the same.

It's really hard for some people to find these imitation messes.

I can't look at it anymore, it's so hot that it hurts her eyes.

I don't know how the son-in-law is going to clean up here, she also plans to pick up some wool, some things that are easy to find, and she still has to take them away.

Let's start with the big cat hanging in the living room.

The big cat is not put behind anything else, it is the guy who was passed to her by her grandfather and eats. A treasure chest that is three feet up and down, left and right.

The box was moved out and inspected, and there were more than 50 types of knives, tweezers, flat mouths, pliers, copper hammers, gold hammers, silver hammers, wire drawers, coils, silver nails, gold nails, toners, stones, firings, tin, discs and other delicate objects, all of which were placed in the treasure chest one after another, and there was no rich space in it.

After checking the above things, she didn't check them, and if she didn't take anything like gold and silver that could be realized at any time, who would take the iron lump below.

With both hands, he moved the box to the side and pulled out a small box from inside.

The box is not big, only the size of two palms.

This is something left by Grandpa, which contains a family photo, a jade parrot pipe, two Shoushan stone seals, a piece of chicken blood, and a piece of hibiscus. There are also a few photos of grandpa and old friends.

Compared with those gold, silver and jade, these are the most precious and the most unavoidable.

With ten years of experience in disappearance, she doesn't feel at ease anywhere, so she still has it with her. Wait until the house is cleaned up and put it back!

The large noodle jar placed at the door also has a mystery underneath. The two bricks at the bottom are taken away, the whole bluestone slab is pried up, and there are two paintings at the bottom, one is the Song Dynasty imitation of Tang Bohu's eight horses, it is said that the original painting was originally used by Tang Bohu as a daughter's dowry, but unfortunately the girl married the family did not know the goods, disgusted Tang Bohu did not give the dowry, so he gave a few broken paintings, in order to give the bride a horse, a torch painting was burned.

After grandpa told her the allusion, he eagerly summarized it for her. Women have to know the goods, otherwise the gold can be thrown away as dirt.