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Chapter 273 Calligraphy and Painting Copybook
Hearing this, Wen Xiange thought of the current situation of the other party's family, shook his head and said: "Don't bother your family, I'm not in a hurry to read these books, if Director Wei can bring me good news, that's a big deal." Of course, I won’t force you if I don’t.”

In this era, those knowledgeable people are basically beaten into scumbags, and many of these precious books and materials have been destroyed. In fact, very few can be preserved. Even if someone preserves it, it is a big risk , How could she be willing to give her such an outsider who doesn't know the details.

I didn't think too much about it before, but now that I think about it, I shouldn't bother Director Wei.

And she was too anxious, in fact, it doesn't matter if I wait another two years.

It was already evening when the two arrived home, and everyone was there except for those who hadn't gotten off work.

"Is the work done?" Seeing that her sister and brother-in-law were there, Wen Xiange asked after entering the door.

"Well, it's done. After the Chinese New Year, I will be a regular worker in the textile factory." Wen Yayi laughed immediately after hearing this.

"Ah, so quickly, have you changed your job?" Wen Xiange asked in surprise.

"Well, in the morning, Cao Bin took his grandfather there to complete the job transfer procedures, and in the afternoon he gave the procedures to the person who changed jobs, and that person immediately took me to our factory to complete the job transfer procedures." Wen Yayi She smiled, thinking that she will be a regular worker after the next year, and her monthly salary will rise from ten yuan to thirty yuan, so she is very happy.

"It's good that things go well." Wen Xiange nodded.

"Sister, where did you go today? Why did you buy so many old newsletters?" Wen Yayi nodded with a smile, and then asked in surprise when she saw the things in his brother-in-law's hand.

"Walking around the Pedestrian Street and Town God's Temple, I happened to come across a recycling station for old products. I wanted to go there to look for books, but I couldn't find what I wanted, so I bought some old bulletins and brought them back to my mother to use the stove." Wen Xiange lied Said without dozing off.

"Oh." Wen Yayi nodded.

"You child, there are often old newspapers and presentations in your father's factory. We are short of a piece of paper to start the stove. I don't know what you think about letting Chenggong bring so many old presentations back from so far away." Yang Meili, who came out of the kitchen, was a little annoyed when she heard the words.

"Haha, don't you want to return empty-handed?" Wen Xiange scratched his face and laughed dryly.

"Okay, hurry up and wash your hands and rest for a while, your dad and the others can have dinner when they come back from get off work." Yang Meili didn't say anything more, she waved her hands and said.

Wen Xiange heard the words and quickly asked Xiao Chenggong to take the things to her parents' room, and then put all the calligraphy, paintings and copybooks that he thought would appreciate in value in the future into his suitcase, and then asked Xiao Chenggong to take the leftovers. The ones that go to the kitchen.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chenggong raised his eyebrows, thinking, teach her how to practice calligraphy when he gets back. It seems that she said she didn't want to learn before, but she still wanted to learn in her heart.

And Wen Xiange didn't know what kind of hole she had dug for herself. She was looking at her suitcase and imagining that there would be a calligraphy, painting or copybook in it that was an authentic work by a famous artist, and then she would become rich overnight.

Grandma's funeral is over, her sister is married, and her job is done. Now everyone can finally live a peaceful new year.

29 Wen Xiange took Xiao Chenggong out again this day, but they didn't go far, so they went to Puning Road, strolled in the shopping mall there, bought a cashmere scarf for her mother, and bought a pair for his father leather gloves, and bought a cotton hat for his grandfather.

(End of this chapter)