Qi yingmeng is only ten years old. It's the time of his body. He sleeps naturally and sweetly. When he sleeps till dawn, he doesn't know whether his mother sleeps or not.

So when Ning Shu asked, Qi yingmeng couldn't answer.

One insisted that he didn't sleepwalk, the other insisted that he did.

What can she do? She's desperate.

Qi yingmeng: "I fell asleep, I don't know."

Yu binglan didn't want to fight to the death. He said to Ning Shu, "elder sister, you'd better take more medicine."

Take medicine if you are ill.

Ning Shu nodded, "yes, I have to go to see a Western doctor again. Why doesn't the medicine work?"

"I remember eating it."

"And I'm not sleepwalking at all."

"Definitely not, because I don't feel it. I'm very confident that I didn't sleepwalk."

"Welcome the dream, I didn't sleepwalk."

Qi yingmeng:

Yu binglan:

If only you could know if you had sleepwalking.

In the next few days, Qi yingmeng didn't sleep so dead in the evening. He woke up from time to time. At a glance, his mother was still there, relieved.

In a word, Qi yingmeng, who does not sleep well, also feels tired. There is a kind of indescribable fatigue.

Mingming she kept it, but the next day Yu binglan said her mother was sleepwalking.

Obviously, every time she opened her eyes, her mother was beside her, and she didn't know who to believe.

It's quite a slap on the dog.

Qi yingmeng didn't know what to say, and went back to his room to sleep.

Sleeping with my mother, I can't sleep well at all. I need to pay attention to my mother all the time, and I know she's watching. As a result, the other side said that she sleepwalked.

Qi yingmeng feels wronged and feels wronged.

Yu binglan also didn't want to quarrel with Qi yingmeng, because she can be with Qi Hongchang, in fact, Qi yingmeng's encouragement is indispensable.

Didn't stand on her mother's side and despise and scold her.

We all regard each other as friends, so it's not good to quarrel.

But Feng Jia really sleepwalked. When she went to bed at night, she would come and knock on the door, which made people sleepless all night.

Disturbing people's dreams, but the next day others don't remember anything, which makes people angry.

It's not moral at all. I don't care about people who live in the same roof.

Yu binglan can only pacify and say, "well, your mother didn't sleepwalk."

Yu binglan's perfunctory tone makes Qi yingmeng unhappy. What do you say? You seem to be very aggrieved.

Ning Shu took advantage of his illness and went to the gallery to pay some money.

Qi Hongchang's face is swollen, but the purple green will not disappear at all for a while. The five finger marks are very obvious, even the corners of his eyes are bruised.

But his eyes are red with blood. He can't go out for a while, at least for a month. Otherwise, he should cover his face when he goes out.

Ningshu is usually a pair of 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry'

'how can I get such a heavy hand'

'don't be angry with me, I'm wrong.'

How can Qi Hongchang not be angry, but he can't call back.

Before hitting her, it was because she was just like a crazy woman, especially the other party was still beating her unconsciously.

If he doesn't forgive, it seems that he is not a good man.

By seeing a doctor for himself and Qi Hongchang, Ning Shu spent a lot of money from the gallery.

These money, Ning Shu sometimes go back to the antique market. There are a lot of antiques in the antique market. If there are real goods and fake goods, they will pick up a leak.

The price of copper money is not expensive. There is also the soil of the tomb just got out of it.

Of course, there are also forgeries, as if they were dug out of the tomb.

This will test the seller's vision and luck.

Anyway, Ning Shu won't run into luck. When he sweeps his mental strength, he will know whether it is true or not.

There is no detection of carbon ions in this period. It depends on the eyesight of antiques. Some counterfeiting techniques are the same as the real ones.

Ningshu can collect some real antiques every time. When these antiques are collected, Ningshu can hide them in a remote courtyard.

All in all, these things will not be brought back to the mansion.

Don't want to let Qi Hongchang know, as for Qi yingmeng, don't want to tell her, who knows when she can say the slip of the tongue.

Ning Shu wanders around the stall, wearing a cheongsam worn by your wife in Shanghai, carrying a small bag and carrying a jade bracelet with excellent water head. It looks like a big fat sheep.

Every time Ning Shu asked, these people at least doubled their marriage.

Rather comfortable this ha ha ha, does not matter, anyway elder sister buys is true.

Some things are indeed dug out of the cemetery. In fact, most of the antiques and cultural relics are dug out of the earth.It is the burial object of the owner of the tomb. Naturally, there are many gold, silver and precious stones, as well as some utensils of the times.

Buried in the ground all the year round and staying with the dead, these cultural relics are actually stained with the spirit of yin and evil.

But without this evil spirit and sense of heaviness, these antiques look like fake.

Every time Ning Shu bought something dug from the ground, he would draw a charm on himself.

With this breath, it will affect people's Yang and life span, and it is easy to be unlucky.

Ning Shu stopped at a stall and saw that there was a medical skill on the stall, which had turned yellow, but there were not many insect eyes. Ning Shu took it up and looked at it.

It is an authentic Chinese medicine book, recording various diseases and medication.

It seems pretty good.

Written with a brush, the color of the ink is dark red, which looks like the color of blood coagulation.

Ningshu put the medical skills on the tip of his nose and smelled. Even though the blood had dried up, Ningshu seemed to smell a blood smell.

And there is a hidden power to protect this medical book.

This is the blood.

Ning Shu asked the vendor, "how do I sell this?"

The peddler rubbed his hands and boasted, "madam, this is dug from the tomb in the northeast. Now there is a war in the northeast. You should know how hard it is to get this thing to Shanghai."

The peddler almost had a snivel and a tear. It was so hard to say. It seemed to Ning Shu that I had an 80 year old mother and a three-year-old child waiting to be fed.

"How much is it?"

"Five hundred oceans."

Ning Shu lost the book to the stall and left. Five hundred ocean, you are a lion.

Books are not popular in the entertainment market, except for calligraphy and painting.

Although the book is a bit strange, it is better to give it directly to five hundred ocean.

The peddler was in a hurry. He grabbed the book and stopped Ning Shu. "Madam, the price is easy to discuss. You can bargain."

Ning Shu: "five oceans."

The peddler is going to cry. "It's really dug out of the Northeast tomb."

"It's for sale here."

Ning Shu: "I don't care which grave it came from."