The Book Collection Pavilion in Min's Mansion is very large.
There was no special guard at the door, so a group of small children lightened their movements. When the cat sneaked in, it was not noticed.
The huge library of books, after entering the door, you will see rows of vermilion lacquer bookshelves, neatly filled with revised books and all kinds of valuable ornaments.
The entire library is almost occupied by these bookshelves. Only a small space near the window is left with a book case, complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. There is also a book tube next to the book case with several scrolls inside.
A faint fragrance of ink lingers in the air, and being in it can make people calm down unconsciously.
However, this scent does not seem to have much effect on children.
After entering the library, the children spread out in excitement and curiosity, running and jumping between the rows of bookshelves, taking down all kinds of beautiful small ornaments on the bookshelves as toys.
"Be careful, don't break things, grandfather will be angry." Min Zi ran around the room and didn't have time to play, all she used to tell people.
The things in Cangshuge were accumulated in the Min House over the past dynasties. Grandfather regarded it very importantly. Normally, even dad wanted to come in, he had to ask his grandfather first.
She regretted it after she proposed to come here just now.
If the contents inside are damaged, something big will happen.
"Don't force it, this is my grandfather's book collection, you will be punished for any damage!"
"Don't take down that ornament, it's heavy and it will break!"
"I saw my grandfather take this brush. I heard him say it was given by the last emperor. Grandfather is a treasure. Don't move this."
Flying all over the field like a little butterfly, his mouth still chattering, Croton rolled his eyes and grabbed the little baby who was passing by, "Can you stop running, come in now, what's the use of worrying now? Have fun and relax. Since they are objects, they are all valuable, don't make them look like the priceless treasure in the world, you scare yourself enough."
After that, he whispered to the little children around, "Listen well, you can come in and play, handle things with care, whoever breaks it will be responsible!"
As soon as these words came out, the little children who were still so excited just now looked straight, and the things on their hands became hot.
The status of the grandfather in their family is unquestionable. If you really want to ruin your grandfather's things, that is not to say that you can afford to be responsible. There will be no shortage of leading positions.
After Croton's warning, the entire library was quite quiet, and the little children did not dare to run wild when they were looking at things, so they were very careful.
Min Zi relaxed and smiled sweetly at Croton, "Brother Xiaoshizi, you still have a way."
"Of course, I don't want to say anything else, Xiaoye, but he is in charge of a dozen people. No two brushes can cure his subordinates?" Croton turned around and sat down on the bookcase by the window, holding the book tube. The scroll inside was taken out and unfolded, "What's this? Landscape painting? It looks pretty old, antique, right?"
Hongdou and Qiqi leaned over, looked at the seal in the corner of the scroll, "Yes... I seem to have heard the name from Grandma Huang. He is a famous calligrapher and painter, but he has been dead for a long time, and his paintings are valuable."
"How valuable is it? No matter how valuable it is, it will not be as valuable as our uncle Jin Jin's face." Croton had no interest in these things, so he rolled it up and put it back. "You should be careful when you look at things, and don't give away other people's books. broken."
Hong Dou wrinkled her nose at him, "Don't tell me, I'm afraid you don't know how to measure."
"Hey little girl film, can I not understand your brother? It's like my grandmother’s hard-boiled dried vegetables are ruined by others, and grandma will be angry and sad. This has nothing to do with the value of things. What is ruined is hard work." Who would dare to spoil his grandma's dried vegetables, he rounded up that person as sandbags.
"Oh! No wonder the younger brother, sister of the princess, and younger brother Qiqi didn't run around after coming in." Min Zi suddenly realized, "You are the painstaking effort of respecting grandfather."
"Russ can be taught." Croton raised his chin with a foul, causing Hongdou and Qiqi to cover their mouths and smirk.
When my elder brother is outside, he does his best posture.
"Brother Xiaoshizi, what is your grandma's dried vegetables? Are they expensive?"
"You don’t even know about dried vegetables? You just picked home grown vegetables from the vegetable garden, dried them, and stored them. They can be eaten for a long, long time. They can also be used to pickle sauerkraut. Every family in our village is drying and eating vegetables. Dry. Especially in autumn, you can smell the scent of dried vegetables everywhere in the village."
Min Si was attracted by the gossip here, and after hearing Croton's words, he said timidly, "Our big family have never eaten that, and have never seen it. I heard that dried vegetables and sauerkraut are things that poor people eat only when they don't have money. "
Croton ignored her words directly as air.
Min Zi was quite interested in what Croton said, "Why can I smell it everywhere in autumn?"
"Because there are so many dried vegetables in autumn, you can eat them for winter after they are dried, which is delicious and saves money."
While explaining to the little girl, Croton smashed his mouth and became greedy.
I still want them too.
"Little Shizi... Brother, isn't your family in Nanling Palace? How come the master of Nanling Palace still eats that kind of food?" Min Si twisted his sleeves and said timidly, as if he wanted to join them in chatting. , But did not find the right way.
The corner of Croton's eyes hung, and she leaned at her, "A few more generations, your ancestors are not sure which generation is also from the poor. What is the food for the poor? Count the ancestors and forget the ancestors."
Jumping off the book case, with a wave of his small hand, Croton whispered to the book shelf, "Go, let's see what good things your grandfather has in his collection."
He doesn't move, he appreciates it.
At the back, several little stalkers immediately followed, leaving Min Si standing there with red eyes.
Or Min Zi looked back at her sticking there, knowing that she was guilty again, and brought her back, "Brother Xiaoshizi didn't mean to bully you when he spoke. You said that, and he answered like that, why are you? I cried again."
Min Zi suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she remembered that she had been asked several questions at once, all about whether Min Si loves to cry, and then looked at her next to her sister, who was still lowered and muffled and couldn't shed tears.
"Our family really hasn't eaten dried vegetables. They were originally eaten by poor people. I didn't make a mistake. Why did he scold me." The man who bowed his head was still aggrieved in the house.
Min Zi thought for a while, "If you don't want to be scolded, then you can stay silent."
Min Si choked up and felt more aggrieved.
"Min Zi, come and take a look, what is this thing, why is it so strange?" Croton's shout came from behind the book shelf.
Min Zi hurriedly answered, "Wait, I'll be here!"
He pulled Min Si again, "Go, let's go over and take a look."
"I dont go!"
"Then you play here."
After talking about Min Zi, she flew away like a butterfly, leaving Min Si staring at her back alone.