Su Meng seemed to be under surveillance. Wang Yan just sent the horses away and ran to the pool to continue rubbing his clothes. Then the girl ran out in a hurry: "Who is that? What have you been talking about for so long?"

"My name is Ma Du, from the Air Force Compound. His father also fought in the Anti-Japanese War. He is more studious and likes history. He heard that I also like these things, so he came over to communicate with me."

Wang Yan didn't tell the truth. Although there was no need to hide it, there was no need to tell it. Su Meng didn't understand these things, so it was useless to tell him. Even if she told Su Meng about the preciousness of those antiques, with her shallowness

In terms of his cultural accomplishment, he cannot appreciate it. And at this time, even if he said it was very precious, it would be difficult to show how precious it is to buy stuff from the street, and it would also show that he is not doing his job properly.

If Su Meng knew that it was very precious, he would not be as casual as he is now. If he was always cautious, he would not be able to ensure the safety of his things. She might break them to pieces at any time, and the gain would not be worth the loss, so it would save him trouble.

Less trouble.

This is also the reason why Han Chunming did not tell Su Meng or his family about these things in the original drama. Han Chunming gave Su Meng a Qianlong-inscribed post box, and Su Meng gave it to Mrs. Su to hold needles and thread.

It's easy to say and it's appropriate. Those who don't know are not to blame. Of course, it's true. Su Meng doesn't know how much that thing is worth, and she doesn't know what Han Chunming's feelings represent. Even if she knows, there is still a gap between "understanding" and "understanding".

, Su Meng will most likely not care much, after all, it is just a useless broken box.

Xia Chong really can't say anything. They will only think that these things are useless within the scope of their knowledge. Spending money to collect these things is the behavior of a prodigal. Instead of a sincere explanation, just make up a reason

Being scolded has become the superior choice.

Su Meng looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "Brother from the courtyard? Are you involved with those people again?"

"He is a machine tool miller in the factory, and he controls the machine..." Wang Yan gestured to the miller's work, explained what he did, and said in passing: "So do you think he is a reseller? Just like me.

, they are all honest workers, they just came here to chat with me and ask for advice. They will come again next week and said they would bring wine and food to treat me to a drink. I thought that I would drink with Uncle Guan then.

I have a long history, I have seen a lot, and I understand a lot. You just don’t trust me, and you still don’t trust Uncle Guan?

Okay, I know it in my heart, so don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to be afraid of coming and going and causing trouble for yourself. I am waiting to marry you now, and we will live a steady life. Then we will have a litter of fat children.

, it also allows my parents to rest in peace."

When Su Meng said this, she felt embarrassed. It was the expectation revealed in the nervousness, and the expectation was mixed with nervousness. She glared at Wang Yan: "It's not formal."

"Why is it that marriage and childbirth are no longer formal? You have to develop in the direction of a good wife and mother. Like before, I was washing clothes outside and you were reading in the house? Now I am washing clothes here and you stand by and watch?

Is that true? This is all work, you have to learn to do it. Come on, practice first."

While talking, before Su Meng could react, Wang Yan pulled her to his side and put the clothes in her hands.

It is actually quite rare to say that Su Meng is the only one in the family. She has received all the love from her parents and elders. It may be a bit too much to say that her body is not diligent and her grain is not separated, but it is true that she has not done much work. Her clothes are not

Her mother does the laundry, and her grandma does the laundry. She is not needed to do the housework. Mrs. Su has so much free time all day that she has no work to do. The house is kept very clean and tidy. There is no point in cooking, she just waits.

The eating contestant is really a living ancestor in the family. In such an era, it is not easy for her to develop like this.

Even among those powerful high-ranking families, there are very few who want to be like Su Meng. Because material life is indeed not rich, and every household has many children, it is inevitable that there are things that cannot be taken care of. Su Meng is quite good.

Fortunately, her ego has a lot to do with it.

While the visitor was rubbing clothes with this girl, Cheng Jianjun walked in with a cart from outside: "Your Majesty, Su Meng, are doing laundry."

Without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Wang Yan nodded with a smile, while Su Meng glanced at him and ignored him.

Cheng Jianjun didn't dare to talk nonsense and walked away with the cart with a smiling face. However, when his back was turned to Wang Yan, the expression on his face that was still smiling just now lost its expression and became a bit more violent. This is because the hatred has not been forgotten.

Woolen cloth.

Not to mention the fear of Wang Yan in his heart, there is also the hatred of seizing his wife. Although without Wang Yan, he would not have a relationship with Su Meng, but of course he does not think so. He just thinks that Wang Yan is

The gangster is a veteran of Huacong, and he deceived Su Meng away with a smooth talk. In comparison, he doesn't have much feelings for Han Chunming now, but he just can't stand Wang Yan...

Seeing him leave, Su Meng muttered: "His mother talks to grandma every day about finding girls for him. A few girls came, but there was no result. Let me tell you, his mother is also special.

Annoying…”

This Su Meng is merciless. Cheng Jianjun’s father took care of her work. But life, it’s normal to live in bits and pieces. People who live in the same village and have a separate house are full of conflicts and chaos, let alone living together for decades.

It's in the courtyard. This family looks down on that family, and that family hates this family, which is normal.

Of course, the old Cheng family is really not good, otherwise they would not be able to raise someone as narrow-minded as Cheng Jianjun. Just like Su Meng, family factors play a big role. Either it is the influence of words and deeds, or all kinds of satisfying pampering...

In the real world, Wang Yancai is just a newcomer, with a small reputation, and can barely be regarded as a new technological upstart. Compared with people like Bimadu, who are mixed in the cultural circle, have a strong background, personal connections, and have been famous for many years, they are still far behind.

From a distance. If you want to make friends, people may not even look at him.

But in the world we live in at this moment, in this era, Wang is the master. Although he seems downcast now, Ma Dou knows that a person with such profound knowledge can make him feel like a spring breeze, and he is even more like the proud veteran who once was.

A worker's son who is a member of a group and comes from an ordinary family without the shadow of his father's generation cannot be as simple as he seems. He is a person who needs to look up to a boy like him who is only in his twenties.

And for Wang Yan, who is so awesome, to be able to give him such a person who has never entered the door, or even knew him before, and only met him once, and spend so much time and words to teach him, that is really helping him. More

What's more, talking about nonsense like antiques at this time also involves taking certain risks.

In the past week, Ma Du had not been having a good time, mainly because he had something on his mind and his thoughts were unclear. After listening to Wang Yan's free lessons before, the splendid culture of the ancient dynasty was revealed to him, and this was even more exciting.

This strengthened his determination to go deeper into this path.

Finally on Sunday, he tidied up and bought some cooked food, braised pork and peanuts, and two bottles of Erguotou. He took advantage of the time and arrived at Wang Yan's house before lunch.

This time he was much more familiar with it. He just pushed the bicycle in, parked the car, took his things, and went to the window to say hello: "Your Majesty?"

Wang Yan was reading a book in the room. He waved and said, "Here you come, come in."

Ma Du sighed, carrying the food and wine he bought into the house and putting them on the table: "Isn't sister-in-law here?"

"I know you came to me for a drink and went out to play with friends early in the morning." Wang Yan took a look at the things he bought: "Hey, you bought so many things, didn't you spend less? They are all your own, so

What are you spending money on? You are just a plate of peanuts. As long as you don’t miss out on wine, I won’t pick on you.”

"Your Majesty, this is the first time I've invited you to drink, and I've also borrowed the place at your house. I have to get something good, eat well, and drink well. Besides, I'm also greedy. Today I'm a

Enjoyed it." He laughed twice with Wang Yan, and Ma Du said: "Then let's start drinking now? To be honest with you, Your Majesty, I just wanted to come to see you today and listen to you talk about our history.

, and the wisdom of our ancestors.”

He can buy things at any time, but he also needs the knowledge more. He can’t understand things after buying them, and he always scratches his heart and liver, so if he bleeds, eat something, drink something and then learn something.

Seriously.

"If you don't want to drink here, let's go somewhere else." Wang Yan found a box and put the four colorful wine glasses in it: "Pick up your things and leave."

Ma Du didn't ask where he was going or who he was drinking with. The reason he came was because of the antiques, so no matter who he was drinking with, it must be related to this. He would know it when he met the person.

After leaving the house and locking the door, Wang Yan took Ma Du and wandered to the small courtyard of Lao Guantou's house next to the canteen.

In the small courtyard at this moment, Lao Jiancheng was lying in the shade beside the wall, swaying on a lounge chair and basking in the sun. In one hand, he was holding a plate of golden nan bracelets, and in the other hand, he got it from someone who knows where.

A pair of walnuts and the program on the radio kept the old boy quite busy.

"Admiral, we are here." Wang Yan greeted him, looked at the old juncture who opened his eyes and said, "This is the boy I always told you about who is very close to me, his name is Madu. Madu,

This is Uncle Guan, a descendant of the Qing Dynasty. His ancestor was a tax collector of Chongwenmen. He has a lot of things in his hands. Last time we met in Shichahai, the boy next to me was the apprentice of the admiral.

The reason why he is called Admiral is because this old man calls himself the Admiral of the Nine Gates, and he can drink a few sips whenever he has nothing to do. The Admiral is sixty-seven this year. He was born in the late Qing Dynasty and grew up in the Republic of China. He is well-informed. If you want to know more about us,

This old man can also tell you about the things of our ancestors."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. The junior Ma Du has met the nine admirals." Ma Du is also a wonderful person. He raised his hand to Wang Yan and slapped his arm twice at Lao Junguan. He also knew that this old man was just looking for fun.

As a man in his seventies, he doesn't say much.

It’s been so many years, and there’s no such thing as Manchus. After the Republic of China, and more than 20 years from the founding of the People’s Republic of China to the present, several batches have died and several new batches have been born. The old grievances have long been buried. Except for a few people with twitchy brains.

, you have to talk about the Tongtian pattern to find superiority, the other thing is that we all have a home, the name is...

The old man stared at Madu for a while, and when he saw that he didn't dodge his gaze, he smiled and said, "Sit down and talk, this kid has to cook, let's chat first."

Ma Du looked at Wang Yan in confusion: "Why are you still cooking? Your Majesty, I can just drink. Please don't bother me. I can't afford it."

"Hey, it's just a matter of adding a few dishes and some steamed buns. It's no trouble. It'll be over in a moment. If you have any questions, just ask the admiral. If you don't tell me, the admiral is a good person in the Ming and Qing dynasties."

After saying that, Wang Yan ignored them and went to the kitchen with the dark room.

He is not just waiting for the old man to come, nor is he giving more face to Ma. He just has no fun eating with the old Su family, and he is free. Of course, the old Su family does not treat him harshly, and he can still eat meat every three or four days.

, but not much. If he buys it, Mrs. Su and the others should be nagging about it. If he doesn’t buy it, he still has the conditions, and there is no need to look for trouble like a rabbit. He just ate potatoes during the two days before.

The time was too short, otherwise he would have left the hotel in two days and then come back as a poor man.

Today happens to be the time when all the horses are coming over, and it’s time to eat at Laoguan’s house, so I take advantage of today’s opportunity to eat meat here.

The dishes have already been cooked, and the braised pork is sizzling on the pot. He will get some vegetables, fry some fish, scramble an egg, and have a tiger dish to go with the wine. He has packed all these before, so he can just cook them.

In addition, cut up the things that Madu brought, and then you're done.

Within half an hour, the dishes were ready. Wang Yan called Ma Du over to bring the dishes to the table. The boy came over to take a look and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, you are still talking about me, but it turns out you are braised pork again, and

It’s fish, so it doesn’t cost much.”

"Not only are you greedy, I also want to eat meat. If you come over just in time, let's eat and drink together. But don't be pretentious, otherwise it will be meaningless."

"Then don't worry, it's impossible."

The two of them went back and forth several times, placing all the food on the coffee table in the room, and taking out his Doucai wine glass. When Ma Du was about to open Erguotou, Wang Yan stopped him: "Leave your wine here for the admiral."

Please keep it, let’s drink this today.”

While talking, Wang Yan took out two bottles of Maozi. They were purchased with a ticket, a bottle cost eight yuan, and they were not sold in ordinary supply and marketing cooperatives. Nowadays, they are all made from real ingredients, and the wine quality is very good, so it tastes good.

Ma Du screamed in shock and gave a thumbs up: "Your Majesty, you are so generous!" He was from the big courtyard, and he couldn't afford the wine. He became more and more sure that Wang Yan was not as simple as he appeared.

It's really simple. For 26 yuan a month, these two bottles of wine are worth 16 yuan. Not to mention that it's hard to find tickets and hard to buy wine.
To be continued...