"Grandpa, I still want to sleep in the same room with you. You haven't finished telling me my dad's story yet!"
Jiang Churan hugged Jiang Chen's arm and said coquettishly.
In recent days, I have been sleeping in Jiang Chen’s room,
Jiang Churan felt more relaxed than ever before,
Not only do I never dream, but I feel energetic every time I wake up.
I don't feel tired at all like I did at home.
Seeing Jiang Chen instructing the workers to separate the three beds, Jiang Churan felt reluctant to give up.
"After all, there are differences between men and women. It's still a little inconvenient to sleep in the same room with me. You can sleep here. Grandpa will move to the room next to you. It's not too far away."
They said they were moving, but in fact there was nothing at all.
Just a blanket and a mat.
Jiang Churan thought about it and realized that indeed, he couldn't let go in front of his grandfather. He couldn't change clothes as he pleased, so he nodded reluctantly.
Seeing Jiang Chen trying to take away the blanket he had been using, Jiang Churan advised,
"Grandpa, don't keep that blanket. It looks like it has been used for many years. Take this opportunity to throw it away."
Jiang Chen lowered his head and looked at the blanket in his hand.
"That's fine, after all, I've used it for a hundred years, and I've forgotten when I got it!"
"how long?"
When Jin Qi heard the conversation between his grandfather and grandson, he suddenly exclaimed, startling the workers next to him.
"More than a hundred years."
Jiang Chen answered casually.
"Old man, would you mind showing me this blanket?"
Jin Qi said excitedly.
According to the convention that Jiang Chen's products must be antiques, this blanket may also be an antique.
"It's just a blanket. If you like it, I'll give it to you."
Jiang Chen threw the blanket into Jin Qi's hands.
"But I have used it for a hundred years, do you really not mind?"
"No, no, I won't cover it, I just want to study it. Master, did you really give it to me?"
Jin Qi stroked the blanket carefully.
"Hey, you want this too, aren't you a little perverted?"
Seeing how Jin Qi couldn't put it down, Jiang Churan shook his body and quietly moved away from Jin Qi.
"You don't understand. Based on my understanding of the old man, this blanket is definitely not just an ordinary blanket."
Jin Qi shook his head, looking enigmatic.
"Come on, I think you are crazy."
Jiang Churan disliked Tao.
"Okay, stop making trouble and go clean your own house. Xiao Jinzi, go check the TV and refrigerator to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Jiang Chen said to the two of them, entered the room that already belonged to Jiang Churan, and took down his wooden bed.
Jiang Churan nodded obediently and helped Jiang Chen clean up.
Jin Qi then returned to his room, folded the blanket carefully, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos to send to his colleagues at the institute.
"Old Li, help me see what the patterns on this are. This blanket is at least a hundred years old."
Lao Li was Jin Qi's roommate in college, named Li Yongjun. He and Jin Qi were admitted to the institute together, and are now studying with the deputy director Xing Yulian.
Without waiting for Lao Li's reply, he and the people in the furniture store started to get busy.
In the Archaeological Research Center,
Li Yongjun received the message from Jin Qi, put down his work, and carefully observed the blanket in the picture.
"What the hell, Shu embroidery?"
Lao Li suddenly exclaimed, and the staff nearby also came over,
"What Shu embroidery? Did you buy it?"
Lao Li showed his phone to his colleagues,
"How can I have the money to buy this thing? Look at this blanket. Is the embroidery on it using Shu embroidery technique?"
The colleague took the phone, looked at it for a moment, and said hesitantly,
"Are you sure this is Shu embroidery? Although the patterns and colors are very similar to Shu embroidery, if this fabric is really a blanket, it can hardly do this."
Lao Li took back his cell phone and observed again.
"Pull it down. This is a crappy picture. You can't see it at all. You can't even see the stitches. How can you guess?"
The colleague thought for a while,
"Otherwise, you can show it to Teacher Xing. With Teacher Xing's skills, he should be able to figure out what this is."
"Don't make trouble. If Teacher Xing finds out about this, I will be scolded again."
Lao Li decisively refused, imitating Xing Yulian's tone and accusing his colleagues,
"Have I ever told you before? Read more and read more information. Don't think that everything will be fine and stable for the rest of your life after you enter the research institute. You can't distinguish such simple cultural relics. How dare you say that you work in the research institute? Even
If you can't tell the difference between Shu embroidery, which is such a famous embroidery art, why not just go home and don't waste the country's resources..."
At first, my colleagues were watching Lao Li's performance happily, but suddenly they put on a serious expression and were very focused on their work.
I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned my head tremblingly.
"So, cultural relics
How many times do you plan to copy the compilation?"
Xing Yulian stood behind her, looking at Lao Li with a smile on her face, but she said words that made Lao Li run cold all over.
"Xing, Teacher Xing, you are here! Sit down and I will get you a glass of water!"
I finished speaking tremblingly and looked around for the escape route.
Xing Yulian held down Lao Li. Although his hand was weak, Lao Li did not dare to resist at all.
"What Shu embroidery, bring it to me to see."
Xing Yulian stretched out her hand.
Lao Li decisively put the phone in Xing Yulian's hand.
Xing Yulian looked at the photos on her phone. There were indeed many places where the details were unclear. After observing for a moment, she put down her phone and said,
"What is Shu embroidery? This is Bian embroidery. You copy the top ten embroidery skills ten times tonight and put them on my desk in my office tomorrow morning. It seems that you have been busy studying the dragon chair these two days and have relaxed a lot!"
“Mr.
Lao Li said aggrievedly.
"Did Jin Qi shoot it?"
Xing Yulian picked up her phone again and observed.
The donation of the dragon chair a few days ago caused a shock in the institute. All the older generation researchers went to observe the dragon chair. As the deputy director, Xing Yulian knew that Jin Qi ended up relying on Mr. Jiang.
And just at noon today, Jin Qi sent several calligraphy and paintings to stimulate Ma Wenshan. At that time, Xing Yulian was still snickering next to him.
If the photo is from Jin Qi, wouldn't it mean that the owner of this blanket is Mr. Jiang?
According to my superficial understanding of Mr. Jiang, this blanket must not be ordinary.
In the research institute, Xing Yulian and Li Yongjun were thinking hard about the specific connotation of the blanket.
Jin Qi from Jiang Chen's family was looking at Jiang Chen and Jiang Churan with pride.
"Da da~ How are you? Is my arrangement good?"
The original living room had always been decorated randomly by Jiang Chen, only meeting the basic needs of life.
The current living room,
Thanks to the series of furniture purchased by Jin Qi, it became alive and felt like home.
Jiang Churan's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he couldn't help but want to hug Jin Qi.
"good."
Jiang Chen’s plain comments,
There were many objects in front of him. Jiang Chen didn't know what they were used for.