It took some time Jiang Qingwan to read this pile of waste papers full of books and newspapers.

By the way, she also collected several textbooks from elementary school, junior high school to high school and some related reference materials.

Among them are several "Self-study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry". Isn't this the hottest and scarce review book after the recovery of the college entrance examination?

Sure enough, she still has great luck, and this time she found so many good things.

These books will definitely be useful in the future.

Not only did she have to go to school herself, but her younger brother has been much better now, so she found some time to send her younger brother to school as well.

Knowledge changes destiny and is useful in any era.

After shopping for the pile of waste paper, she also held a thick dictionary and a few villain books in her hand, both of which were for her younger brother.

On the other side, Su Bingxi looked at the books in front of him with interest, and there was actually a foreign book.

In this era of dilapidation and establishment of the new, a large number of books with old ideas, old ideas, old cultures, old customs and old habits were thrown into waste stations, including a few medical skills that Su Bingxi, a medical family, had never seen before.

Su Bingxi was a little itchy and wanted to take away the medical books and foreign books that he was jealous of. His old man would definitely like it very much.

But he knew that this was a forbidden book, and even the ones in his home were buried by the old man and his father looking for a place to bury them.

Lu Yuzhang stood aside, looked at the gleam in Su Bingxi's eyes, and guessed what he was thinking.

"Don't be confused, you will definitely not be able to take these things away." Lu Yuzhang advised with a headache. Uncle Li at the door looked like he was the kind of person who was hard to talk to.

Su Bingxi also knew that this was not easy and said with regret: "I know, I just feel a little regretful."

"Okay, stop watching, let's go and help Comrade Xiao Jiang."

But Su Bingxi was still a little unwilling to give up. He lowered his head and rolled over the pile of books in front of him, thinking in his mind how to get these books out.

Lu Yuqian just saw the little girl staying in the pile of waste paper like them. Although it was a bit far away, he still saw the little girl seemingly looking for something with her head down.

At this time, Jiang Qingwan had been wandering in the wood area for a long time. This pile of tables, chairs, and dilapidated wooden boards were basically broken. I don’t know that they were removed from the furniture, and they were completely gone.

But Jiang Qingwan was not without gains. She took advantage of the fact that the old man and Lu Yuqiu and others were not paying attention and hid a few beautiful and exquisite small wooden boxes and carved objects, which were not very damaged.

He kept flipping through the wood and threw the useful ones aside.

I was thinking in my heart that I didn’t expect that this town was actually a crouching tiger, a hidden dragon, and there was a world of people in the waste station.

The wooden boxes and small stools she had just collected were visible at a glance. It was a very precious wood.

She didn't even spare a broken leg of a rosewood table. When she saw familiar wood, especially small furniture, she looked inconspicuous and moved into the space without saying a word.

Don’t ask her if she recognizes her. It’s mainly because she lived with her grandparents in her old house in the countryside in her previous life, and the furniture inside was basically all of precious wood.

When I was a child, when I was naughty and broke the table and chair, my grandfather would look at the scratches on the furniture with heartache, but he couldn't bear to scold me, so he could only repeat it.

"My huanghuali wood chair!"

"Oh, my golden nanmu table!"

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Chapter completed!