Lin Lan’s rebirth or not will not affect the sweet life of Li Xingxing and Xia Mingxing.

I took a nap and threw it behind my head.

She does whatever she does!

Given that he has been purchasing antiques, calligraphy, paintings and jewelry, jade and cider at a low price, Li Xingxing could guess Lin Lan’s plan, probably because he felt that there were many rich people in Shanghai and came to find a bargain.

There are many large leaks.

If Li Xingxing hadn't had time, he would have gone around the streets to collect old items.

But she didn't go, and something was still delivered to her.

As soon as she entered the classroom on Monday, she saw a magnificent vase appearing on her desk, which was the authentic product from the Qianlong period!

There are a few branches of wintersweet flowers inserted in the bottle, which are beautiful but not charming, and the fragrance is rising.

"Where did the vase come from? Who put it on my table?" Li Xingxing touched it, smelled the fragrance of wintersweet, and then asked the classmates around him, "Whoever took away his vase, don't take my place."

Everyone laughed.

Li Xingxing became more and more puzzled, and tilted his head and said, "What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"

A short and fat boy who didn't know smiled and said, "The vase is yours, of course it is placed on your table."

"My? Are you talking about mine?" Li Xingxing pointed to his nose.

When did she buy such a vase?

The short and fat boy continued, "Did you donate food coupons and remittance coupons?"

Li Xingxing nodded: "I donated twenty kilograms of food coupons and two overseas remittance coupons to the squad leader. Are there any problems?"

"No problem, we can all testify, all of them are used to be practical by the squad leader." The short and fat boy pointed at the vase, "The twenty kilograms of food stamps you donated were given to a poor old lady by the squad leader. She was a little bit backbone. She didn't want to take advantage of her for free but was envied by the neighbors. She specially gave us the most beautiful vase in the house!"

Li Xingxing widened his eyes: "Twenty kilograms of food stamps are exchanged for a celestial ball bottle from the Qianlong period?"

The short and fat boy exclaimed: "You can tell at a glance that it was an official kiln porcelain from the Qianlong period?"

"What can't be seen? It clearly conforms to the characteristics of the official kilns during the Qianlong period!" It was just that the colors were too gorgeous and a little dazzling, but fortunately, the small money was not dazzling.

Li Xingxing touched and looked at it, "Since you gave it to you, why put it on my desk?"

Li Qing came in from outside at this time and happened to hear this sentence. He replied casually: "We all live in the school, it's not appropriate for anyone to use it. Staying in the school is not that good. If you don't live in the school, take it home to arrange flowers! I think it's pretty."

Li Xingxing's cherry lips slightly opened: "Give me a gift? I really give it to me? I can sell it for money!"

Li Qing nodded: "Isn't it just a few dollars to sell? I know the pricing of the cultural relics store. After all, it's the old lady's gratitude. It's not good to sell it. Anyway, everyone agrees to give it to you for your food coupons."

Li Xingxing decisively hugged the vase: "Keep your word and don't go back on your word."

"A gentleman's words are as good as a horse." Li Qing answered generously. After 40 years, she felt bleeding when she saw the relevant reports, but because the proceeds from the auction were used by her owner to build Hope Primary School, she felt comfortable again.

So, when Xia Mingxing came to pick him up in the evening, he saw the little star who was leaving the school gate with a vase.

Although the vase is beautiful and the wintersweet is gorgeous, it cannot match the little stars in his eyes. His smile is brilliant and unparalleled.

At the same time, Lin Lan passed by the school gate with two volumes of calligraphy and paintings. When she saw the vase in Li Xingxing's arms, she almost couldn't get up. Isn't that the vase that the old lady gave out after getting twenty kilograms of food coupons?

How could the vase of the Qianlong period worth tens of millions be in the hands of Li Xingxing?
Chapter completed!