In the end, not only a few old men, but also uncles and second mothers asked for a picture of each letter. Looking at the stretched smiles of parents, it is rare to have a face for my mother. Even if I am tired, I have to write it.

When he left his grandma's house, Qin Guan was planning to go back to the nest alone, but his mother Tang Ying said, "I don't care about you well in normal times. Today we have time. Let's go to your place to live."

Qin Guan was stunned, "What's the best thing?"

But he couldn't help Tang Ying. The family of three drove two cars to Qin Guan's nest. After entering the house, Qin Han and Tang Ying looked around. Tang Ying saw that the house was clean and not as dirty as she imagined, so she nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Han found a good thing. On the antique shelf in the living room, there was a pair of high-waisted porcelain bottles. He suddenly thought of the thing Han Hong had told him. He thought that this was the pair of bottles his son took to see. Qin Han looked carefully with interest.

Tang Ying checked everywhere and came to the study room. When she saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed on the desk, Tang Ying realized that her son really practiced writing at home, no wonder he wrote so well.

On the desk, Tang Ying appeared a half-buttoned thread-bound book. She was curious and picked it up and looked at it. The words "Spring and Autumn" were actually written on the cover.

Looking at the next to him, there were several books, "Mencius", "Book of Songs", and "Analects of Confucius". Tang Ying was shocked and asked Qin Guan: "You are reading these books now."

"Yes." Qin Guan nodded.

"Can you see it?"

"It's interesting to see it."

Tang Ying suddenly felt that his son seemed to have changed a lot, but he didn't even see him. He used to ask his son to go home and leave after a meal. The two rarely communicated. Now it seems that that incident really hit his son very much.

"Son, are you still thinking about that girl?"

Qin Guan was stunned, his eyes drifted for a moment, and then nodded, "How could he forget it?"

Tang Ying walked up to her son, touched her face, and said lovingly: "I know you like her very much, but things have been born. It has been more than a year. You should let it go. I think that the girl has a spirit in the sky. She will be sad when she sees you sad for her."

"You should find a girl again and have another relationship. It is not to let you forget, but to let you go. Some things cannot be carried for the rest of your life." Tang Ying said.

"I know mom, I will."

Tang Ying knew that just a few words of persuasion would not work, and that no one knew his son was better than his mother. Qin Guan usually seemed careless, and seemed to care about anything. He also liked to play nonsense and was cheerful and outgoing, but she knew that he was sincere in that relationship. The death of that girl was really a blow to Qin Guan.

"Actually, Qinglan is very good. Our two families are very familiar with each other. You can also talk about it. Qinglan has such a good personality, and she treats you..."

"mom."

Qin Guan interrupted Tang Ying. Tang Ying had said these words several times, and Qin Guan was almost memorizing them.

"I think Qinglan is my sister."

Qin Guan smiled at his mother, "Don't worry, Mom, I will let it go. I believe that there will definitely be a girl like Yuzhu waiting for me somewhere. When that day, I will start another relationship."

No one can force a relationship to do it.

At this moment, Tang Ying suddenly felt that his son had become much more mature.

When my parents left, Qin Han said to his son: "These two porcelain bottles are good, I took them away."

Qin Han was really polite to pick up his son’s things.

What could Qin Guan say? Anyway, it was just two porcelain bottles. They were all identified and said they were fake. My dad liked to take them away.

Qin Guan returned to his usual life. Since he did not participate in racing, he had less time to mess with his friends. He contacted him at most every ten days and half a month, and drank and sang together. For the rest of the time, Qin Guan’s past was as ordinary as everyone else.

In class, reading the Four Books and Five Classics, chatting with classmates, and feeling the final campus life has become the main theme of his current life.

It seems that there is no time travel or system at all.

Qin Guan didn't know that Qin Han took away his two porcelain bottles and called Han Hong home the next day. When Han Hong saw the two porcelain bottles on the coffee table, he recognized them at a glance.

"Why are these two bottles in your hands? Didn't Xiaoguan say that they didn't buy them? Why, they were still deceived after all. You didn't ask who sent the goods, and pulled him out and let him spit out the cheated money."

Han Hong was quite anxious about Qin Guan.

"Old Han, please sit down first. A few days ago, you said Xiaoguan sold two pieces of Tianhuang in your place, and sold them for 20 million."

"Yes, didn't Xiaoguan tell you?" Han Hong said in surprise.

"No, actually, Xiaoguan didn't tell me about this matter about the porcelain bottle." Qin Han said.

"Then how did these bottles come to your hands."

"I went to Xiaoguan's place yesterday and saw the bottles on the shelf and became decorations. I thought at the time that my son probably paid a tuition fee, and there were quite a few. I knew he had borrowed money from someone a while ago, and it was probably just blocking this hole."

"Xiaoguan is a child who is tough enough. If you take it yourself, you won't tell you."

"I guess I'm sorry, but I don't know where he got Tianhuangshi from. I've sold it this time, and I don't know if I can fill the previous pit." Qin Han said.

"It should be fine, that's 2ooo ten thousand."

"2ooo thousand, if you sell the goods to you, how much money can you make? I'm afraid my son won't make more money than you."

Han Hong was so angry that he pointed at Qin Han and said, "You know how angry you can kill the streets when you speak? I didn't cheat my nephew."

"But you can charge 50,000 per gram, which is not a high price."

If the relationship between the two was not really strong, Han Hong really wanted to turn around and leave, "You are planning to find a debt for Xiaoguan, right?"

"No, it has nothing to do with that. Actually, I think this pair of porcelain bottles can actually be sold." Qin Han suddenly changed his mind, which made Han Hong stunned.

Then he widened his eyes and said to Qin Han: "You want to make a false act."

"I know you are an expert, so I can't let my son suffer in vain, right? By the way, how many people know about this matter?" Qin Han asked.

Han Hong said angrily: "I don't know how many people know. Anyway, in Fuchun, only Lao 6 and I have seen this pair of bottles. As for Xiaoguan, I don't know."

"That's it. I know you have good skills and you are responsible for making old things. At that time, you can get it to the underground auction and you will probably be able to sell it at a good price."

"You are really ready to cheat people."

"Haha, you're stupid. I'll just send an underground auction with a lot of foreigners. Japanese people like this the most and it will probably end up in their hands." Qin Han said with a smile.

Han Hong nodded, looked at the porcelain bottle on the table, and said, "I tell you, this bottle is really nothing to say. If it weren't for the thief light, from the perspective of the shape of the instrument and the firing process, it would definitely be a fine piece of Ge kiln porcelain, and there would be no other faults."

"Take it back, rub it with old cowhide for two months, then boil it in the theophylline water, and then bury it for a year and a half, dig it out, don't worry, those people in the Palace Museum can't see it."

Qin Han smiled and said, "That's better. You can sell it at a high price. At that time, you have to make up for the money that my son lost. You can pay the tuition, but after suffering such a huge loss, I, a father, have to make up for my son, right?"
Chapter completed!