After a lot of effort, Lin Yi moved the two big boxes of used books he bought back to his residence.

Of course, buying books was kept from my brother-in-law Zhao Gang. If Zhao Gang knew that Lin Yi spent 500 yuan to buy a pile of scrap, he would be furious.

Lin Yi didn't want to hide the matter from his sister, so he told me that he made a thousand yuan in selling comics. Of course, he didn't say what he felt was superhuman, but only said that he thought these old books were of great value and could make money by selling them back.

The elder sister Lin Xue has always loved Lin Yi. Although she felt sorry for the five hundred yuan, she also supported her younger brother to "start a business". Of course, she really didn't believe how much these old books could make. As for the 1,000 yuan she earned, she just thought he was lucky, but such luck might not be available every day.

When he returned to his room, Lin Yi looked at the pile of old books, both happy and nervous.

After taking a towel to wash his face and wiping the dust on his body, Lin Yi then began to organize the old books.

First, we separate comic books in categories---

In 1991, one edition and one print, Hainan Publishing House complete set of 78 "Dragon Balls";

In 1994, one edition and one print, Inner Mongolia Publishing House has 24 books on "The Peacock King";

In 1994, one edition and one print, one set of 19 books by Overseas Chinese Publishing House of "Youyou Baishu";

In 1994, one edition and one print, Ningxia People's Publishing House has a complete set of 57 books "Football Young Players".

Add some unsettled items, a total of 200 books.

...

After sorting out the comic books, Lin Yi opened the box of "free gift" sketch manuscripts. Following the fragrance of books, he soon found a kraft paper file bag at the bottom of the thick manuscript paper.

The file bag is pressed under a large pile of sketch papers. It is worn out and inconspicuous. If you don’t search carefully, you won’t see it. This is also the reason why Dong Jingjing didn’t find it.

The file bag is very thin, wrap the seal with thread tips, open it, and pour out a stack of things from it.

First, there is a cover, and the cover says---

"Wu Song Fights the Tiger" (Original Painting)

"Liu Ji'an" painting

A total of "Yi Shi Lu" pieces

Below are the words "People's Art Publishing House in 1955".

...

"Is this..." Lin Yi opened the manuscript and saw that the draft was about 32 in size, with heavy color and fine brushwork, Wu Song carrying a whistle stick, colorful tigers with a hanging forehead, and even tiger hair, pine needles in the pine forest, and flowers and plants on the stones were all clearly depicted. In short, this is simply the best in painting.

Although Lin Yi has not studied the manuscript of the comic strips, he also thinks it is a good thing, especially a strong smell of apples floating out of the manuscript, making people feel refreshed and comfortable.

"Maybe this is a big baby." Lin Yi became a little excited.

Just as Lin Yi was churning these things, his niece Zhao Baoer was wearing a cute doll suit and holding a "beautiful sheep" and jumped in.

"Uncle, what is this? It looks so good." Zhao Baoer picked up a series of drawings, tilted her head, and looked at it with innocent eyes.

Lin Yi touched Baoer's head with his hand and said, "This is something my uncle received and can be sold for a lot of money."

"A lot of money, is there so much?" Baoer gestured with her hand to a circle as big as a watermelon.

"more than this."

"Then there are so many?" Baoer gestured again.

"Haha, more."

Baoer was happy, "Can my uncle buy me jelly? What Chen Jiaming in kindergarten eats every day, as well as lollipops and chocolate..."

"Of course, as long as Baoer likes it, my uncle will buy all the delicious food in the entire supermarket and let you eat whatever you want." Zhao Baoer giggled, revealing her fallen front teeth, "You uncle, don't lie to me, let's hook you."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, stretched out his little finger and hooked his fingers with Baoer.

Baoer said: "Hooking and hanging on it will not change for a hundred years!"

Seeing Baoer happy, Lin Yi felt sad. He knew that his sister's family was not wealthy, and Baoer had never eaten anything delicious, especially snacks like chocolate and jelly, which were not often eaten. Sometimes Baoer cried in the supermarket, and his sister used tooth decay to make her use of eating. In fact, like Xizhilang, Snickers are extremely expensive, and they are often dozens of dollars less large. However, brother-in-law's labor work is only forty or fifty days a day. If he bought food for Baoer, the whole family had to drink the northwest wind.

"Uncle, I'm sleepy. Can you tell me the bedtime story---the 'Snow White turns into a witch' you told me yesterday is very nice. Can you tell me again?" Baoer yawned and rubbed his eyes and said.

Lin Yi came to his senses, picked up Baoer and put it on his lap, and said, "Of course, but you are not allowed to be foolish like you did last night. After listening to the story, you are unwilling to sleep."

"Hehe, uncle, don't worry, Bao'er doesn't know what to do. Bao'er is a good boy, and good boy is very obedient." The little girl buried her head in Lin Yi's arms and rubbed her little face against his chin.

Lin Yi smiled, "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess called Snow White..."

These stories of cheating children are made up by Lin Yi, and most of them are made up of them. Therefore, the stories told tonight are different from those last night. Baoer listened carefully. Every time he talked about different places, he asked why this happened. What he told last night was not like this, which made Lin Yi try his best to make a lie. After telling the story, he was sweating all over.

After finally coaxing the little girl Baoer to sleep, Lin Yi picked her up and put her back to his room.

Although the little girl's room is simple, it is full of innocence. Plush toys, dolls, and even pictures and literacy, as well as pinyin letters are posted on the walls.

Lin Yi put the little girl on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Just as he was about to leave, he heard someone outside opening the door and knew that it was his brother-in-law Zhao Gang who had returned. Lin Yi didn't want to meet him, so he stayed in Baoer's room for the time being.

The sound of brother-in-law Zhao Gang and sister Lin Xue chatting outside.

"Why, I'm back so early today?" This was the voice of my sister Lin Xue.

"The factory has poor performance and the new alcohol cannot be sold." Zhao Gang said, "Now, white wine and beer are not easy to sell. There are too many brands, and our local brands cannot beat foreign ones. We rely on them to ask for goods for our alcohol. Now they are not living a good life, and we have no business even if we have any trouble."

Zhao Gang sighed and poured a cup of tea and drank it.

"Where is Baoer? Are you asleep?"

"Let's go to bed, I'm pestering his uncle to tell stories just now."

When Zhao Gang heard Lin Yi, he frowned, "Has he not found a job yet?"

"It's almost done. I heard that he is busy with some business recently and maybe he can make some money." Sister Zhao Xue couldn't help but say it.

"He is doing business?" Zhao Gang sneered, "I won't lose my life if he is like that! By the way, where does his business come from? It won't be yours, right?" His tone was not kind.

"I don't have money. Since I secretly gave me 300 yuan last time and was scolded by you, you have put all the money away. I don't know where to put my passbook." Lin Xue felt aggrieved and felt that her husband was too stingy. No matter how you said that it was his own brother.

Zhao Gang snorted, "You're so embarrassed to say that the house we live in is someone else's house now, and the building is about to be demolished again. The landlord is in a hurry to collect compensation. It's already good if we didn't rush us away immediately... The money on the note is life-saving money, it's the money I have worked hard to save for so many years to buy a house..."

"What's your price of 30,000 or 40,000 yuan?" Lin Xue couldn't help but say, "Now the house price is at least 2,000 yuan per square meter, and it costs more than 200,000 yuan to get three bedrooms and one living room. Yours is only enough to pay a fraction of the price."

"Damn it, the salary is not as fast as the housing prices, so I can't do anything about it!" Zhao Gang said a little deflated.

Seeing that my husband was like this, Lin Xue hurriedly said, "You can't say that. When Baoer grows up, I will also find a job. I will earn at least 1,000 yuan a month after working. Together, we can pay a down payment first and then repay the money slowly--in short, it's not easy to build a home here, but fortunately you and I can endure hardships."

"If it weren't for Baoer, I would have liked to go back to the county, at least there was an old house there, so I didn't have to live such a hard life." Lin Xue was a little sad.

She and Zhao Gang are both from the county. They come to work in this metropolis, live without a car or a house, and there is no good opportunity. They can only survive by relying on hard work and endure the pressure.

Everything is for the children. The quality of teaching in the county is not as good as here. If you don’t talk about anything else, the county can’t compare with this kindergarten. Although the fees are more expensive, it is worth it.

After hearing what my wife said, Zhao Gang, a man, was a little choked up. What is he doing after so many years?
Chapter completed!