However, after Xue Xiang returned to Beijing, he was very leisurely. Every day, except for her staying with Xue Lin, Xiaowan, and Xiaoyi, she was busy cleaning up the dust and cleaning up the dirt, she went to the street to purchase New Year's goods. Just like last year, Xue's big explosion household still purchased a lot of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and distributed it to Lei Xiaotian and Liu Ying'er's family. For the remaining free time, Xue kicked Lei Xiaotian, Chen Fosheng and others away, and ran to a private meeting with Liu Ying'er.

I think so, no one wants to spend time with a group of Lu men and let the fairy down.

Xue Xiang simply greeted Li Deli, the unlucky director of Tianqiao Police Station, and asked Liu Ying'er for leave. Every afternoon, the two were busy at home, and the afternoon became a sweet time. They also enjoyed all the major attractions in Sijiu City. Because Liu Ying'er knew that Xue Xiang had to go to the countryside after the New Year, she had no time to get together after the New Year, so she cherished this rare affection and obedient to Xue Xiang.

Over time, as Xue's face became stronger, his courage became stronger. His pair of erotic hands, except for the most private world, actually touched Fairy Liu. The two were infatuated men and women, and they were full of love. Every time Fairy Liu was harassed by Xue's big hands, and his eyes were as charming as silk and panting, but he could always keep the last trace of Qingming and not let him succeed.

Xue Xiang was also happy and painful these days. He had never tasted the forbidden fruit, but suddenly tasted the ecstasy taste of the ears and was addicted to it and could not extricate himself. However, Liu Ying'er was cautious in keeping with the bottom line, and he did not want to be abrupt and beautiful, and he was always burned by desire and was unable to stop the pain. Often when he dreamed at midnight, his crotch was wet. Once, when he took off his pants, he didn't even restrain himself, and Xue Lin, who was asked to clean the room, saw that Xue Lin had a big blushing face, and Xue was so embarrassed that he almost found a crack in the ground.

A few days passed by quickly, and the time was on the 28th day of the 12th lunar month. Xue Anyuan and others agreed to go home on the 24th and 5th day, but there was still no news. They called Lingnan to ask, and said that the commander had set off. Wherever they asked, there was a military secret over there, and there was no way to tell them. Fortunately, as Xue Anyuan's identity, there must be a guard with him when he traveled, and Xue Xiang did not expect it to be there, but he still called the Lingnan Military Region every day to ask about the situation.

On that day, Xue Xiang packed up the last pot of braised food and went back to the room to tidy up the bed frame. Because Xue Anyuan and Kang Tong, the little guy went home, and the three rooms in the main house were not enough to live in any case. He was unwilling to arrange for anyone to sleep in the wing room, so he thought of setting up an extra bed in his room, whether it was uncle or Kang Tong, Xiaoyi could move in.

At this moment, Xue Xiang set up the bed. She sat on the chair and stared at the pile of objects in front of her. But she saw a large table covered with yellow paint, cartons, wooden boxes, and other miscellaneous items. These objects were the collections that Xue Da collector plundered last year.

The most precious of them are naturally the strips of the rosewood, the largest yellow paper box in the wood-kiln porcelain placed in the cotton pile, and the three complete versions of Cao Xueqin's manuscripts placed on the table.

These four collections are not only in later generations, but now they are priceless. Xue Xiang has never looked at them carefully these days when he went home. After taking them out, he inevitably took them out carefully and carefully enjoyed them. After enjoying them, he calmed down and laid the table of red sandalwood strips on a tablecloth. The other three treasures and selected calligraphy and paintings and antiques were stuffed under the bed, and accompanied them with smelly shoes and socks.

If the old scholars were asked to know that Xue Xiang wasted such a waste of resources, he would be so angry that he vomited blood and died. But Master Xue couldn't control so much, and there was not much room left in his room, so it would be nice to find a place to settle them. Besides, although these treasures are expensive, in the eyes of Xue, they are just money exchange items.

What's more, Master Xue still has a bunch of items he loves to place. For example, the Japanese general sword and several assistant swords looked much more soft than the soft ones; for example, the purple clay teapot made by Gu Jingzhou was used to make tea, which was very pleasant, enjoyable and practical, not to mention that later generations were worth tens of millions, so naturally they could not be stuffed under the bed, so they were made into tea cups on the table on the bedside table.

Of course, what Xue Xiang likes the most is the big stamp book. Last year, he asked a group of stubborn masters to help collect four stamps of "Red", "Total Victory", and "Black Inscription". After collecting them, he asked Sanxiao to collect and organize them. He was busy with banquets at that time, and forgot to look through them. This forgot has come to this day. It was still today that he picked up the room and turned it out. He held the thick ground and stepped on it. Xue Xiang felt that the banknotes were like a mountain, so how could he not be happy?

After collecting all the items and putting them down, Xue Xiang sat at the table, held paper and pen, prepared to count the numbers, and recorded them one by one. By the way, he looked at the price he vaguely remembered in his mind to see how much money he made. But when he just opened the first page, he was a full version of the female tractor driver, Yan'an Baota Mountain and other big road goods issued millions. After turning a few more pages, the pages were like this. Now, Mr. Xue was not calm and thought to himself, could it be that those guys were just eating and drinking, and they didn't deliver one of them? Another thought, it was impossible, Chen Fosheng actually brought over more than ten pieces of them, which he called for, but why did they disappear now?

With doubts, Xue Xiang went out to ask Xiaowan. Xiaowan dragged out a small stamp collection from the room and handed it over, saying that the four stamps he wanted were all sorted into the booklet. Now, Xue Xiang turned anxious and rubbed Xiaowan's head, and flashed into the room.

After this counting, Xue Xiang was stunned. He didn't expect that the energy of those guys was so powerful.

In the small mail album, there are twenty-three pictures of "big one red", thirty-four pictures of "small one red", fifty-five pictures of "black inscriptions", and sixty-nine "comprehensive victory", which really makes a treasure house digging. Xue Xiangcaocao calculated that this small mail album alone would probably have to be sold for 300 million in later generations. This is because he considered the large number and caused the price to offset the price. If the goods were released slowly, the price would be higher.

Now, Xue Xiang was really ecstatic.

This stamp is not like the red sandalwood case, the porcelain of the wood kiln, and the manuscripts, which are so rare that Xue Xiang is reluctant to take action. This stamp is the biggest investment he has made in the future, and it is also the last security lock he has set for his younger brothers and sisters in the future.

Because although these four major treasures are rare, the risk factor is extremely high. When Xue Xiang doesn't have strong energy, he dare not expose them, let alone use them for money. Only these hundreds of stamps are a clean investment, which is enough to allow the Xue brothers and sisters to spend money openly and no one can find any problem.

Xue Xiang stared at the pile of stamps and felt that today he really enjoyed the welfare of a reborn person. Just as Xue Xiang was locked in the house and was having fun silly, a voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"I'm back, hey, why is no one greeted me?"

Xue Xiang heard the cute and arrogant voice and threw the postal album worth billions far away. He raised his foot and ran out of the door. But he saw a little man in camouflage military uniform on the threshold of the lobby, wearing big leather shoes, and a delicate and rosy face with a delicate and rosy face. He smiled happily. Who is he who is not a little guy who has not seen for months?

"Oh, everyone!" The little guy cheered, jumped down from the threshold, and rushed towards Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang looked at the energetic little guy and strode towards her. Unexpectedly, after a few steps, the little guy suddenly stopped, smiled and reached into his waist, pulled out a pink pistol that was six or seven centimeters long, and scolded: "Don't move, I am the People's Liberation Army of the Republic, you have been arrested." The little mouth spoke clearly, and the little face was extremely serious.

Xue Xiang was already hilarious in his heart, and he was so cute that the little guy made him look cute. However, he looked panic on his face, raised his hands high, and posed for surrender, and argued with a bitter face: "Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, I am a good person."

"Hmph, I still dare to lie, I should beat you."

Bang bang!

The little guy decisively pulled the trigger, and two small red balls flew out in an instant. Xue Xiang copied it gently and then copied it into his hand, but there were two soft rubber bullets. After receiving the "bullet", Xue Xiang stepped forward and picked up the little guy, and gently slapped her little butt: "I surrendered, why are you still shooting?"

"Hmph, who told you not to come to welcome me in front of the door and punish you." The little guy hugged Xue Xiang's neck and spoke with confidence.

Xue Xiang started, and felt that the little guy had sunk a lot. When he touched her belly, it turned out to be round. He smiled and said, "Little baby, you have gained weight. If you eat it again, you will become a fat girl."

The little guy was most afraid that she would say she was fat. After hearing Xue Xiang's words, he immediately reached out to take off Xue Xiang's big hand that was pressing on her belly, pinched Xue Xiang's cheek, frowned and asked, "Big guy, why aren't you losing weight?"

Xue turned her eyes and knew that the little guy was looking for trouble. He quickly continued, "Oh, I miss the little baby so much. I think so hard that I can only eat hard, so I didn't lose weight."

After hearing this, the little guy clattered and kissed Xue Xiang, with a shallow corner of his mouth, "Hehe, actually, I miss everyone, too."

The little guy spoke very seriously. Xue Xiang was moved and pressed his head against her face. He was about to ask Xue Anyuan and Kang Tong why they hadn't come back yet, when he saw two young boys rushing into the gate.

Both of them looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a developmental acne, medium-sized and arrogant expression. The two looked similar, and they knew they were two brothers at a glance.
Chapter completed!