Chapter 813 Collection of Letters and Books 2

The old couple stared at each other, but in the end, Lu Shaonong made the decision.

"Just use the few camphor wood boxes at home to store books, calligraphy and paintings. The books, calligraphy and paintings are wrapped with moisture-proof oil paper and silk. The camphor wood boxes are covered with large sealed boxes, and a layer of iron sheets is added between the large and small boxes. Bury them separately. It needs to be deeper, take it out to dry before and after the Book Exhibition Festival every year, and check whether the books, calligraphy and paintings are damaged.”

There is no other way.

Lin Yufen sighed, "I have no choice but to do as you said. By the way, stuff the few antiques that are indispensable in our house and the jewelry left by my mother-in-law into it. I'm not afraid of burying these things underground. Moisture infested.”

Because I cherish my collection of books, calligraphy and paintings, I dare not take risks.

Lu Shaonong hummed, "I remember there was some gold bars, right?" It took a lot of effort to save them.

"Gold bars?" Lin Yufen was stunned for a moment, "That year there was a famine, and I was so hungry that I couldn't bear it. Didn't I buy it in the black market in exchange for food? One gold bar and two pounds of cornmeal almost made me feel distressed to death, but there was nothing I could do. , we have to survive.”

"I remember there was a little left."

After hearing what Lu Shaonong said, Lin Yufen smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? Ask your son to take the rest."

Lu Shaonong scratched his head and remembered, "In that case, I won't mention it."

The old couple just did what they said, closed the house, selected books, calligraphy and paintings that they thought had more cultural value, stuffed five camphor wood boxes, carefully packed them, stuffed some mothballs in the gaps, and buried them We arrived at the basement of the main house and the side house.

This busy schedule lasted more than ten days.

Before I could take a breath, an old friend came to borrow a book.

This old friend is the vice president of Capital University, his name is Zheng Peng. He has been good friends with Lu Shaonong for many years. It was he who hired Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen to teach at Capital University. The book they borrowed happened to be buried by the couple. Down to the ground.

"Old Zheng, you came here a few days ago!" Lu Shaonong complained, seemingly truthfully, "I have lent the book you want to borrow to someone else. I don't know when I can return it to me!"

"What? Lend it to someone else?" Zheng Peng looked surprised.

Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen cherished their books, calligraphy and paintings very much. Borrowers could only copy and read them at their homes and were not allowed to take them out for fear that they would be damaged and difficult to repair.

As a wife, she naturally supported what her husband said. Lin Yufen nodded and said, "Yes, I borrowed it."

"Who is so proud?"

Lin Yufen thought for a while, and somehow she thought of Xibao, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "A particularly lovable child."

Zheng Peng asked helplessly: "There are always copies, right? I remember that Lao Lu liked copying books the most. I made a promise to the students that I will explain the contents of this book tomorrow, and I can't break my promise."

"You said earlier that you could just borrow the transcripts to teach? I thought you wanted to study the originals, but you forgot about our own family rules." I really made up a lie for nothing.

After Lu Shaonong finished speaking, he turned to go to the study and took out the manuscript and handed it to Zheng Peng, "Now, take it. I told you in advance that although this book is a manuscript, I copied it myself, but because it was originally lent out , so before the original is returned, the manuscript is very precious, don’t let me lose it!”

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not unaware of your bad temper!"