Because Xiao Chong was there, after Lin Mengbo and others finished moving their things, they all crowded into the kitchen to eat noodles and did not want to hang out in the main hall.
Xiao Chong and Xiao Ce slurped down the beef noodles wholeheartedly, completely unable to eat without talking.
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Xiao Chong said: "My cousin's yard is so lively and full of fireworks."
Lin Wanwan smiled and said, "That's not true."
This is the reason why she likes Datang. No matter how late she comes back, there is always someone waiting for her and looking forward to her, which makes her clearly feel that she is not alone. This is the feeling of home.
After finishing the supper, Sun Xue sent Xiao Chong and others to the front courtyard to go to bed, while Lin Wanwan went upstairs to wash up.
After entering the room, Lin Wanwan said to Yun Shang: "You can also go down and have a bowl of beef noodles."
Yun Shang smiled and said, "I'm not hungry. Madam, it's time to go to bed? I'll help you undress."
"No, you are of no use for such a trivial matter." Lin Wanwan waved her hand and refused, "Huanong Ding will save noodles for you, go down and eat quickly, the noodles will become lumpy and not taste good after a while."
Yun Shang then knelt down and said, "Then I'll go down. It's my turn to be on duty tonight. I'll be back soon."
Lin Wanwan said: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."
After Yun Shang left the room, Lin Wanwan put down the bed curtain and prepared to return to modern times. It was eight o'clock in the morning in modern times.
Today is the day when Xiao Chong's calligraphy score is auctioned at the Hong Kong City Auction House. Although Lin Wanwan has entrusted Lu Shouyue with full authority, she still has to wait for news in the modern era.
Opening the time and space door, the modern map was refreshed again, and she returned to her small villa in Yongcheng.
She did not return the apartment she rented in Yucheng. She signed a new contract with the landlord and renewed the lease for another year. Anyway, the rent is nothing to her now.
After stretching, Lin Wanwan picked up a spare smartphone to read the message. The original salute in Yucheng, including the commonly used mobile phone, was all checked back. Calculating the time, it should have arrived.
Sure enough, she had received a message from the shipping company on her mobile phone, and the entire package was placed at the Cainiao Station for her.
Lin Wanwan changed out of her period clothes, opened the door and went out.
She was away from home throughout the Spring Festival. When she opened the door, there was a lot of dust accumulated in the yard. Lin Wanwan ordered the property's housekeeping service and asked an hourly worker to come to her house to clean her house.
Alas, in the Tang Dynasty, she was used to being taken care of, and it was difficult to switch from luxury to frugality. Now she had a headache just thinking about having to clean the entire small villa herself, so she might as well just be lazy and hire a housekeeper.
Anyway, except for Gu Yewang's paintings that were locked in the safe and a costume, there were no secrets at home that others were afraid of discovering.
Her biggest secret is always worn on her wrist.
Eight o'clock in the morning was the time for the communes to go to work. But in their villa area, they were either demolished households or local tycoons who settled in other places, so communes were relatively rare. So she didn't meet anyone going to work all the way to the gate.
.
Lin Wanwan walked slowly over to the commercial plot of Cainiao Station in the high-rise area, not in a hurry.
I just finished eating beef noodles and took a walk to eat.
Their post station was at a small store in the community. Lin Wanwan reported the last number of her mobile phone and retrieved her package, then unpacked the cartons on the spot and gave them to the store owner.
The shop owners are an old couple who were demolished in the same village as Lin Wanwan's grandfather and grandmother. They are quite familiar with Lin Wanwan.
Because the buildings in the countryside were demolished, the land was expropriated, and the government provided rural insurance, the old couple should have had a very easy life in their later years.
But things are fickle. The two farmers raised a son who loves to start a business. They lost all their money and were in debt. The house they demolished was sold out and all the property in their son's name was sold and foreclosed.
Empty.
They only saved the shop under their own names and a small house of 80 square meters. Two generations of four people were crowded together. The daughter-in-law had divorced her son long ago.
Now, one of the old couple runs a canteen, and the other finds a job as a cleaner in the community. At the same time, they also pick up some cardboard boxes that the owners don't want and sell them for money.
"Wanwan, haven't you been at home these two days? Your uncle came back a few days ago, did you know? They even came to the store to ask about you and said they couldn't contact you." The old man in the store was packing cartons.
, while saying to Lin Wanwan.
Lin Wanwan was surprised: "My uncle? He's back?"
"Yeah, you really don't know?"
Lin Wanwan took out her mobile phone from her luggage and opened it. Sure enough, her uncle and aunt had called her a lot in the past few days.
It's strange. I didn't just return to China last year to take care of everything in the country. Before I left, I looked like I would never return to China. Why did I come back in less than a year?
Judging from the attitude of her uncle and aunt who would not return to China for several years when her grandparents were alive, this is really abnormal.
Lin Wanwan was dragging her luggage while flipping through messages on her phone.
There were several new friend requests on WeChat, including those from uncles and aunts, but Lin Wanwan ignored them.
If anything happens, she will naturally call them again. To be honest, she doesn't want to deal with them now.
Putting aside the matter of their return to China, Lin Wanwan looked at other WeChat messages.
Lu Shouyue sent her a lot of live videos and photos of the auction site. Although Lin Wanwan never responded, the other party was probably used to Lin Wanwan's slowness and was not dissipated.
Nowadays, the news about Xiao Chong's calligraphy has spread widely in the collecting community. I am afraid that many people at today's auction came here for the calligraphy. After all, Xiao Chong's calligraphy is also unique.
Xiao Chong just suffered the loss of passing away early, otherwise with his talent, he would definitely leave his name in history.
Of course, now that Lin Wanwan is helping him carry cultural treasures, he has already left his name in history.
Lin Wanwan replied to Lu Shouyue in a good mood, and the other party called her: "Wanwan, you are such a mysterious and busy person. It's not easy to get through your phone."
Lin Wanwan smiled and apologized, and then asked: "Is Teacher Lu in Hong Kong today?"
Lu Shouyue said: "Yes, I am entrusted by you and it is a matter of loyalty to you."
Lin Wanwan said with sincere gratitude: "Thank you, Teacher Lu."
"You're welcome. If you really want to thank me, treat me to a big dinner. Yesterday I made an appointment to learn about Yuting's French cuisine, but I contacted you but there was no response. Oh, I'm sad. Have you forgotten about this?
Already?"
Lin Wanwan apologized: "I didn't forget, I was just a little busy and didn't pay attention to my phone. Sorry, I'll make an appointment with Boss Jie now and invite you when you come back. How about that?"
"It's a deal. Okay, the auction is about to begin. Let's talk later."
"Chat back."
After hanging up Lu Shouyue's call, Lin Wanwan was about to reply to Xie Yuting's WeChat message when her uncle's call came in.
Lin Wanwan looked at the caller ID and was silent for a while, then finally pressed answer.