Zhengyang Collection Bureau: Starting from Rescuing Xu Huizhen

Name: Zhengyang Collection Bureau: Starting from Rescuing Xu Huizhen
Author: Shallow Voice Bar

by Shallow Voice Bar

completed Light Novel Fan Fiction Male Lead

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195Kwords86chapters

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Ch. 86 — 被坑大发了

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About This Novel

Su Haoran, a good student who stayed up late to catch up on "Little Women from the Zhengyang Gate", woke up and stepped on the snow in 1955. In front of him was Xu Huizhen, who was about to give birth and was abandoned by her husband. When he took off his cotton-padded jacket and put it on the tricycle, the Parker pen in his hand suddenly disappeared - "The collection system was activated and a special event was detected: Rebirth in the wind and snow (can be included)." The system gives him a magical ability: any item that carries emotions and marks of the times can be included in the "Time Collection Book". From Xu Huizhen's dowry of silver coins to the copper wine pot in the tavern, from the coal stamps to the laughter of the neighbors, every old thing is shining, and every choice is rewriting the plot. He not only saved Xu Huizhen who was having difficulty giving birth, but also marked the forgotten warmth and tenacity as a collection in the torrent of the times. When the Arctic Soda in the state-owned store shimmered, and when the grudges and grudges in the He Family Courtyard were linked to the value of the collection, Su Haoran found that he was both a bystander and a player in the game. He repaired Xu Huizhen's broken life in the smoke and smoke of the tavern, imprinted the texture of the years on the brick wall of the alley, and under the guidance of the collection system, he foresaw the wave of reform and opening up - and the pair of silver bracelets engraved with lotus on Xu Huizhen's wrists were always the brightest title pages in the collection. This is a story about old things, old times and old people. When the ink marks of the Parker pen blended into the tea stains on the enamel jar, and when the system interface reflected the tenacity of the little woman in the times, Su Haoran finally understood: the best collection has never been the rarity of the items, but the luster polished by the human heart over the years.