Chapter 1018 On the way

Some Xia Mingxing gave Li Xiuhong, and Li Xingxing immediately packed a lot of luggage for them.

The luggage bags and sacks that had been idle for a long time were in handy again.

It is not necessary to go to confinement. Li Xingxing asked Xia Mingxing to bring it with him, give it to his comrades, change his skin, and change his ginseng and antler!

She also wants to have a tiger skin!

mink!

Bear skin!

Fox skin!

They are all good-skinned.

If you want to change someone’s good things, of course you can’t rely on anything. The kind Li Xingxing didn’t let them suffer any losses. He also prepared a large sum of money for Xia Mingxing and exchanged a thousand kilograms of national food coupons for foreign exchange coupons!

Just use ten overseas remittance coupons.

Chen Xiangyang was afraid that the mother and the mother had a hard journey and couldn't get it. He immediately found the train conductor when he was buying a soft sleeper ticket for them, took the train to check in, and asked them to send the conductor to get out of the station, and then sent a telegram to ask Chen Xiangyang to pick them up.

He has completely different attitudes towards his wife and son.

Li Xingxing despised him from the bottom of his heart.

However, when she sent Xia Mingxing to the waiting room, she grabbed Xia Mingxing's sleeve and looked reluctant, "Brother Xiao Xia!"

Xia Mingxing touched her head and said pamperingly: "You are at home to attend class, and I will be back soon. If you want to go out and play, I will accompany you around for a walk, and also go around the northeast, northwest, and southwest."

No need to work, time is free.

Li Xingxing stretched out his finger and said, "Hook and hang it on, and it will not be changed for a hundred years!"

Soon, ticket checking began to enter the station.

Xia Mingxing passed by Chen Xiangyang and Li Xingxing, accompanied Li Xiuhong in, carrying a luggage bag in each hand, which contained books, thicker winter clothes, food, and toiletries.

Li Xingxing was well prepared.

In addition to the two of them, there are also two old and young grandchildren in the room of the four.

The ones who can buy soft sleeper tickets at the moment are definitely cadre families. The grandparents and grandchildren dressed in very neat clothes, gentle, rosy complexion, and have a good mental outlook. Obviously, the economy is not bad.

He was very polite. The old man greeted the mother and mother, "Let's get off at Yanjing, where are the two comrades?"

"My mother and I sit in the Ice City." Xia Mingxing replied politely, while the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing his handsome smile that made people feel particularly favorable. "The road is long, if you have anything to help, you can make a sound."

The old man expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, thank you, I have a grandson!"

Xia Mingxing is handsome and has outstanding temperament. Although Li Xiuhong is middle-aged, she is still beautiful and dresses very well. She is different from the vast majority of people. She has a good impression of the old man. She can't help but introduce herself: "I'm the surname Zhou, Zhou Haifeng, and my grandson's name is Zhou Jing. How dare you ask the two comrades who have no surnames? You can't call them gay along the way."

"My surname is Xia, Xia Tian Xia, Xia Mingxing, this is my mother Comrade Li Xiuhong." After answering with a generous answer, Xia Mingxing smiled and said, "Is Comrade Lao Zhou engaged in cultural work? Maybe you are more proficient in calligraphy and painting."

It gives him a lot of feeling like Qian Guangjin.

Serious and elegant.

Xia Mingxing could smell a faint scent of ink and water on his body.

Zhou Haifeng raised his eyebrows, "Good eyesight! I work in Yanjing Museum, mainly doing calligraphy and painting restoration. I was invited by the Shanghai Museum to identify some calligraphy and paintings, and the work just ended."

Yanjing Museum?

That's a coincidence.

Xia Mingxing asked him: "Do you know Comrade Qian Guangjin, deputy director of Shanghai Museum?"

Zhou Haifeng laughed, "I remembered it, I said why your name is so familiar! Your lover is Comrade Li Xingxing, right? I heard from me that Mr. Xie donated one million dollars to our museum. Qian Guangjin, the cunning man, immediately came to beg for alms. Not only did he sell the accumulated useless calligraphy and paintings at a high price of 200,000 US dollars, but he also received a donation of one million US dollars."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!