Due to the relationship, most of the things Lu Miao sends out are quite satisfactory and not too ostentatious.
Even more so when interacting with superiors, most of the things he does are common and down-to-earth things.
When it comes to giving gifts, during the New Year, there are naturally more people giving them to the Lu family and the Fu family under pretexts.
But this time, it is probably an exception.
Fortunately, the things were accepted as expected.
After wandering around the cultural center and chatting about silk-winding craftsmanship, Lu Miao excused herself to go back and quickly clean the jar before leaving.
There is a jar, but it is not a pickle jar...
Taking the bus home, Lu Miao was thinking about this all the way.
Later, when I got off the car in front of my house, I met the Xue family's car again.
Nie Yunge lay on the window and said hello:
"Aunt Lu!"
"Yunge."
Lu Miao came to her senses, shook her hands and responded with a smile.
"Take your head back! Did you say before? Don't stick your hands and head out of the car window!"
Aunt Xue pulled Nie Yunge and scolded him a few times.
After pulling Nie Yunge back, the car also pulled over and stopped.
There were very few people Nie Yunge was willing to get close to, let alone take the initiative to get close to them.
Aunt Xue also gets along very well with the Fu family.
In addition, this time she was originally coming to Fu's house, so Aunt Xue changed places with Nie Yunge and directly opened the car door and asked Lu Miao to get in the car.
"You are finally back!"
Aunt Xue pulled Lu Miao affectionately and joked:
"You don't know, when you go back to celebrate the Chinese New Year, I'm going to see through it all. I make noises every day to come over. I just want to see if my brothers and sisters are back!"
I didn't see anyone when I came over to pay New Year's greetings last time. This time, I said school would start tomorrow, so my sister would definitely be back.
I've been making trouble all morning, and I have to come and take a look no matter what.
Aunt Xue has nothing to do with him.
Lu Miao also laughed: "The children are used to playing together. Didn't Shi An and the others always talk about 'yunge yunge' when they were in their hometown?"
Aunt Xue took it seriously and smiled even more heartily.
On the side, Nie Yunge pursed his lips, stuck out his head and asked seriously:
"Auntie, where is my sister? Did my sister also talk about me?"
Lu Miao laughed: "I said it, I said it all."
Nie Yunge nodded and took his head back.
When Aunt Xue saw his bright eyes, she knew that he was happy.
Shaking her head, Aunt Xue chatted with Lu Miao about her family affairs again, asking her what she was doing.
Lu Miao responded indifferently.
Without a few words, the car arrived at the end of the alley.
Aunt Xue said a few words of gratitude for the commission, said she would come to pick up Nie Yunge in two hours, and left first.
Lu Miao waved and led Nie Yunge back.
As soon as they entered the yard, the children called "brother and sister" affectionately.
Nie Yunge brought a gift of pastries, entered the room, put down the things, and unpacked them to share with everyone.
Ming Xia was careful and wrapped a separate portion in the oil paper on the table and left it.
Nie Yunge saw it and said:
"Sister, don't worry, if you like to eat it, I'll ask aunt to buy it tomorrow."
Mingxia shook her head and said:
"This is for my sister Minmin."
"Sister Minmin?"
Nie Yunge was confused.
Ming Xia explained:
"Sister Minmin is the sister from my hometown. She is older than you and the eldest among us!"
Nie Yunge understood and said:
"Then I will also call her sister."
Mingxia took a bite of pea yellow and nodded in affirmation:
"That's right!"
Watch the children eating cakes and chatting peacefully.
Lu Miao told them to "get along well and don't fight", then closed the door and went back to the house. I don’t have a pickle jar at home.
There is actually a blue and white porcelain altar brought back from the scrapyard a few years ago.
A long time passed, and Lu Miao searched around the room for a while before taking out the jar that had accumulated a layer of dust from the innermost side of the cupboard.
After blowing a breath, the moment the dust started to rise, Lu Miao quickly frowned and turned her head to avoid it.
The glaze color of the porcelain altar is clear, and there are several groups of lotus flowers in the middle of the figure of a boy holding lotus on three sides.
The lotus-holding boy is a Buddhist element that originated in the Song Dynasty.
In the Qing Dynasty, it had the meaning of "continuous birth of a noble son", and it was a relatively common theme during the Kangxi period.
Lu Miao repeatedly observed the glaze mouth and base, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he found something to wipe off the dust and put it away.
Afraid that the bus would be bumpy and damaged, Lu Miao told Lu Yuanzheng at the dinner table that he should take time to see her off tomorrow.
After Lu Yuanzheng nodded, she said:
"Can you still find the person who drove the car last time? Apart from commuting to and from get off work, Dad doesn't use the car very much. Can you let that person teach Chen Xiangdong?"
Lu Miao initially asked Fu Jingyou to teach Chen Xiangdong when he had time, but Fu Jingyou was transferred to work in Jinmen and was usually very busy and had no time.
Her dad doesn't use cars very much, so if possible, she would use his dad's car to learn.
There is also a ready-made place, and I study on the playground of Renmin University.
The place is large, so it avoids students’ off-duty hours and you don’t have to worry about any accidents.
Lu Yuanzheng nodded and said "hmm":
"Come back tomorrow and look at the arrangements."
Lu Miao nodded and said "ok" readily.
The next day I brought the porcelain altar to the cultural center, and the master craftsmen took turns observing it, and it exploded instantly:
"It's true!"
"I remember there was a similar one in the museum. There were only two sets of pictures of children and lotus flowers inserted in the middle. The whole thing was smaller than this one. The quality of the glaze was not as good as this one, and the picture was blurry and the painting workmanship was not as refined as this one."
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“This one is well preserved!”
"Oh, how can such a treasure be used as a pickle jar?"
The master craftsmen gathered around the blue and white porcelain altar and talked a lot.
Lu Miao was relieved when he heard that it was true.
She didn't answer the old masters' questions about where this jar came from.
He just pretended to be ignorant and scratched his head and said:
"If this is true, wouldn't it be a cultural relic?"
Lu Miao paused and continued:
"Can I donate this? Or hand it over to an organization?"
"...What?"
The noisy voices suddenly stopped.
Everyone looked at her blankly.
Lu Miao smiled and said: "Leave professional matters to professionals. We ordinary people can't maintain this kind of thing, so we might as well hand it over."
……
Half an hour later, Lu Miao left the cultural center.
She sat in the car. Lu Yuanzheng looked back and saw that her hand was empty and asked:
"Fake?"
"No."
Lu Miao shook her head and said:
"It's true."
"It's true, what about that thing?"
The car started slowly. Lu Miao looked at the "National Cultural Center" plaque swept back outside the window and said:
"I donated."
Even if that thing is an antique cultural relic, after all, it is in the hands of an individual now, so it belongs to a personal collection,
is personal property.
Just now, the masters at the cultural center also advised Lu Miao and asked her to think about it carefully.
Although there are some things that cannot be said openly, everyone is telling her tactfully:
This thing is very valuable.
If you keep it for a while and maintain its integrity and quality, it will be more valuable in the future. (End of chapter)