The restoration of cultural relics starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 37 A Family's Thoughts
At this moment, at Chu He's home, Chu Yunfei, Chu He's father, was wiping his feet with a towel.

While wiping, he complained to Chuhe's mother, Su Shaomei, who was half lying on the bed: "I heard that our neighbor's Xiaode joined Huawei Company as soon as he graduated! The annual salary starts at 20!"

Su Shaomei put on the facial mask and didn't open her mouth, just nodded slightly.

Chu Yunfei put the towel on the chair, and then sighed: "I don't know how that brat is doing at school. How long has it been since he called home? When was the last time you called?"

Su Shaomei checked the time, took off the mask, and then said: "Last month, I called him to ask him if he still had living expenses. He said that he got a scholarship and still had living expenses."

"Won a scholarship?" Chu Yunfei got excited immediately, and he came to Su Shaomei's side: "Why haven't I heard you say that?"

"It's me who said that even if I get a scholarship for the cultural relics major, it won't compare to other people's computer competition trophies, so I don't bother to tell you, lest you compare there again." Su Shaomei knows her husband's temper, and he loves to take everything from himself compare your son with others.

Chu Yunfei became anxious now, "How can this be compared? Think about it, if it is a national scholarship, then a skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Tell me quickly, what kind of scholarship you got."

Su Shaomei threw the phone directly in front of him, "If you want to know so much, call him yourself, obviously you've been nagging all day long, wanting to know about your son's life, but you can't let this face go."

Chu Yunfei hesitated, then said in distaste: "Sleep, sleep!"

However, just as he was about to put the phone on the bedside table, the phone rang.

Chu Yunfei looked down and said excitedly: "Fucking mother, hurry up, hurry up! Son's phone number!"

Su Shaomei looked at him speechlessly, "Then you should take it."

Chu Yunfei's hand that was about to answer the answer stopped again, and then quickly pushed the phone in front of Su Shaomei, "Quick, pick it up quickly, and then say that I fell asleep."

Su Shaomei had no choice but to connect with Chu Yunfei, and said softly, "Hey, son, why are you still up so late?"

Chu He on the other end of the phone was still calling his father with complicated emotions, but he didn't expect that it was his mother who answered the phone.

He paused, and then explained: "It's okay, I just thought I haven't called home for a long time, so I made a call, Dad, he."

"Ah, your dad, he drank with someone else tonight and fell asleep." Su Shaomei glanced at Chu Yunfei, who was eavesdropping, and said with a suppressed smile.

"So that's it." Chu He also breathed a sigh of relief, "Tell him not to drink so much. Drinking will harm your body."

"Okay, okay." Su Shaomei deliberately said these three words louder so that Chu Yunfei could hear them more clearly.

After Chu Yunfei listened, he laughed to himself.

"I'm in Kyoto now."

Chu He thought for a while and said this.

Su Shaomei frowned, confused: "What are you doing in Kyoto? Are you traveling? Are there no classes? Is there enough money?"

Chuhe was so bombarded by his mother that he didn't know which one to answer, so he had to explain one by one: "There are classes, but now, I will go to the museum in Kyoto with the professor to restore the ancient book "Yongle Canon." ", it will take some time before I can go back to school."

After Su Shaomei heard this, she suddenly realized, and then praised Chuhe: "My son is so good, he can go to the capital to repair that grand ceremony!"

"I heard from the professor that if the restoration is completed, it is possible to evaluate the title of junior cultural relic restorer."

Chuhe loved to share all kinds of things about his studies with his mother since he was a child, because he always felt that he and his mother were like friends, and they could talk about each other's concerns.

"My son is great. Do you know that you should pay more attention to snacks in Kyoto? If you don't know, just ask the teacher. Don't be irritable. When it comes to repairing cultural relics, it is most taboo to be irritable." Su Shaomei warned on the phone.

Chuhe nodded: "Yeah, I see, it's getting late, mom, go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, then you go to bed early too, good night."

After Su Shaomei and Chu He said good night to each other, they hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yunfei immediately asked Su Shaomei: "What did your son say about repairing?"

"What ceremony, Yongle what?" Seeing that he was so curious, Su Shaomei pretended to be disgusted: "Don't you want to hear it? Why do you still ask."

"Who said I don't want to hear it, just kidding, my son can go to Kyoto to repair cultural relics, how can I not listen to such a glorious thing?!" Chu Yunfei quickly took his mobile phone and searched for Yongle's canon on the browser.

After a while, he burst out laughing: "My son is really promising! Look, look, this "Yongle Dadian" is a cultural relic of the Ming Dynasty! And judging from the introduction of these articles, it seems to be very precious! It seems that it is not Not everyone can go to Kyoto to repair it.”

After finishing speaking, Chu Yunfei held his mobile phone and enjoyed himself.

Su Shaomei looked at this "old kid" who hadn't grown up, and couldn't help shaking her head: "Two years ago, you just said harsh words and told him not to choose this major."

"Why do you still remember what happened two years ago? You women just like to turn over old scores!" Chu Yunfei became impatient.

"Then even if I don't remember, can my son not remember? You directly slandered his ideals in front of so many relatives, what would he think? In the past two years, every time he stayed at home during winter and summer vacations It lasted more than 20 days, and then he went back to school. If he wasn't avoiding you, then he was avoiding me?"

Su Shaomei became angry when she mentioned this matter. In the past two years, she hardly had time to get along well with her son.

After hearing this, Chu Yunfei's happy face immediately turned gloomy. He put the phone back on the bedside table and shouted, "Sleep, sleep! Don't sleep at night and mess around here."

Seeing that he was sulking, Su Shaomei murmured softly, "I see how long you can hold it!"

Afterwards, she picked up her mobile phone, clicked on Chuhe's WeChat, and replied: Son, call your dad more when you have time, you also know his temper, he is very stubborn.

At this time, Chuhe was cleaning up the leftovers on the table, and looked down to see the screen of the mobile phone beside him lit up, and then saw the words sent by his mother, smiled, and replied with one word: yes.

"Lu Fan. Drink!" Yang Shuo beside him was too sleepy, so he fell asleep directly lying on the corridor.

He started talking in his sleep, and in his dream he and Dong Lufan had a split
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