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Brunei street, Mo Xuan.

Song Xuan came back to his home from the province. He saw Lin Qingmei standing in front of the shop, with a round stomach and looking forward to waiting. He was always more restrained. He could not help putting down his suitcase, reaching out and gently embracing her. He said in a soft voice, "green plum, I'm back."

Lin Qingmei pursed her mouth, put her head on his shoulder, touched her stomach and said, "just come back, baby and I have been waiting for you to come back."

Song Xuan stretched out his hand to touch her stomach. His tired eyes brightened and he exclaimed happily, "he moved, green plum. He just kicked my hand. It's amazing."

Lin Qingmei, with a kind smile on her face, reached out to cover his hand on her belly. Her eyes were full of satisfaction. "He can't wait to communicate with dad."

"Yes, I can't wait to meet the little guy." Song Xuan was very happy.

He was already middle-aged. Ten years ago, he met Yang Zimei, who was five years old. He was attracted by her big black and bright eyes and touched the strings of love. From then on, he saw that flowers were no longer flowers, and subconsciously refused everything.

I'll see Yang Zimei ten years later. She has grown into a graceful girl. However, he finds that he is old and can't have any more thoughts about her. He agrees to have a blind date with Lin Qingmei.

Originally, he thought he was going to have a hard time.

However, Lin Qingmei, with her gentle and feminine heart, gradually warms and moves him, making his life more peaceful and satisfying than ever before.

Lin Qingmei took him by the hand, went through the store, entered the backyard, and asked him to sit down at the stone table under the tree. "Song Xuan, sit down first. I'll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat."

Song Xuan took her and asked her to sit down. He said with a warm smile, "green plum, I'm not hungry. Just sit with me and have a chat."

Lin Qingmei saw the expectation on his face, so she sat down. Looking at him with soft eyes, she stretched out her handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead. She asked with concern, "is there something wrong with this academic seminar?"

Song Xuan shook his head. "No, just want to chat."

Although he said so, but as a wife, how can she not see that he has some kind of tired eyes?

"What is the topic of this seminar?"

Lin Qingmei asked.

"It's all about antiques, and there's nothing special new about it, except one -"

"hmm? What makes you feel new? "

"A mahogany card!"

Song Xuan took out his digital camera and took out the photo. "Look, is this mahogany card very similar to Xiaomei's?"

"well, as like as two peas, they may be slightly different." Lin Qingmei raised her eyes and asked song Xuan, "is the main purpose of this academic seminar to be this peach wood brand?"

"Yes."

Song Xuan casually flipped through a few photos taken from different angles. "From the perspective of material, this brand is really peach wood. However, it is strange that the age of this peach tree can not be detected. It seems that it has a history of at least several thousand years. According to the law, this kind of material of peach wood is impossible to maintain for so many years. In addition, the pattern of this mahogany card is very strange. It does not have any characteristics of the times, and no one knows what it means

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