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Good intentions

There are still five days to go abroad, and Xi Haitang and the children are making final preparations. Of course, before leaving, the most important thing is the unforgettable family love.

"Grandpa, we will miss you after we go to Denmark, what should we do?!" Xiao Chennu was beside Xiang Jianhao, with reluctance written all over her face.

Although Yunhen couldn't express his feelings like Xiaochen, his eyes were still full of reluctance.

Seeing the two children being so affectionate towards their grandfather, Xi Haitang felt comforted, but also felt even more sad. She knelt down and stayed by her father's side, "Dad, when we get settled there, we'll pick up

You and Feiyang will go too."

Xiang Jianhao shook his head with a smile, "Weier, dad is old and has difficulty moving, so it won't go away. Dad just wants to know that you are living a happy life."

"But I'm not worried..."

"Silly girl, dad is not a child, I can take care of myself, and besides, I still have Feiyang, right?"

Xi Haitang pursed her lips slightly, but she was still entangled in her heart. In the past few years, she could not let go of one thing, "Dad...it was all my fault back then. Gu Xijue had the opportunity to help you keep the investment bank."

, we planned to get married at first, but we didn’t expect that later..."

Xiang Jianhao sighed quietly, his eyes full of affection, "Silly girl, why do you still blame yourself for this kind of thing? Compared with investment banking, my father hopes that your marriage with him will be based on love.

It is based on interests. Investment banking is my career, but you are my daughter. How can your career be compared with your daughter? As long as you live a happy life, nothing else matters. Now you and Gu Xijue are finally together.

You can fall in love and stay together. Dad is happy for you. You must live a happy life, you know?!"

"I know!" Xi Haitang couldn't help but want to cry. Tears of happiness always came too quickly.

Compared with the sadness of the adults, the children seemed more optimistic. Xiaochen and Yunhen looked at each other in a tacit understanding, and then made a promise, "Grandpa, don't worry, when we grow up, we will help you

If we buy back the investment bank, we will expand its scale tenfold!"

"Haha... Okay, grandpa has given you the important task, you have to work hard!"

"Well!" The two children nodded solemnly, then looked at the time, "Ah, it's almost ten o'clock. Grandpa, didn't you say you wanted to take us to the museum? Let's leave quickly. If we are late, it will be too late!

"

Xiang Jianhao nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, today's exhibition is international and it's hard to get a ticket. Fortunately, I made a reservation in advance."

Xi Haitang blinked in confusion. She didn't understand why her father had to go to the museum before the children went abroad?!

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As Xiang Jianhao said, there were many people going to the museum to see the exhibition, and it was almost overcrowded. Xi Haitang had to take care of his father and two children at the same time, which seemed a bit inadequate. He accidentally bumped into the person in front of him.

And he's British.

"I'm sorry..." The person who was hit in front said sorry faster than her.

Xi Haitang was a little confused. It was obvious that she bumped into someone first, but the other person said sorry first, which made her very surprised.

On the side, Xiang Feiyang laughed softly, "Sister, don't be surprised, the British are like this. No matter who bumps into someone, they will always say sorry."

"Why?! Is this polite?!"

"Who knows, this is what they have in their hearts, the so-called gentlemanly demeanor!"

Xi Haitang frowned, not sure why.

"Sister, let's go, let's go to exhibition area A at the front...that's where you'll find the things you're most interested in!"

"Oh?!" Xi Haitang was even more confused. Both his father and Feiyang were a little strange and mysterious today. What on earth was on display?!

The group of people walked to exhibition area A. Before Xi Haitang could say anything, Xiaochen and Yunhen screamed in surprise, "It's tourmaline!"

Looking in the direction of the children's fingers, Xi Haitang saw a cultural relic from the mid-Qing Dynasty - Qing Tourmaline Peach Tree Bonsai in the central display cabinet.

Because she had designed tourmaline jewelry before, she had checked a lot of information and was not unfamiliar with this cultural relic. However, it had always been collected in the Palace Museum in Beijing. She did not expect that there would be an opportunity to be exhibited in T City. It was really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. No wonder Dad

Will definitely come.

Moving closer, Xi Haitang began to appreciate it carefully. He painted an enamel rhombus-style basin. The outer wall of the basin was ground with dark and light blue glazes and painted with peony patterns. A peach tree was planted in the basin as the main scene, with wooden branches, jasper leaves, and peach blossoms.

It is actually made of hibiscus, tourmaline, beeswax and other red and pink gemstones. The tree is lined with lake stones, camellias and brocade flowers. It is well-proportioned and vivid.

Xiaochen and Yunhen were also a little intoxicated by the sight. Because of their influence, the two children also knew a lot about tourmalines. It was inevitable to feel emotional when they saw such exquisite tourmalines.

"The Chinese are so great, they can actually make tourmalines so beautiful!"

"Ha..." A sneer sounded unexpectedly. Xiaochen and Yunhen heard the sound and turned around, only to see a British boy who was not much older than them with a look of disdain on his face.

Yunhen was relatively calm, and he didn't bother to care about people who didn't know how to appreciate them. But Xiaochen raised her eyebrows and refused to let it go. She rushed forward and asked, "Why are you laughing?!"

The British boy was also a little surprised, but he accepted Xiaochen's question defiantly, "I laugh at you for being so superficial. This kind of tourmaline is nothing special. There are many more beautiful cultural relics than this kind of tourmaline in the British Museum!"

"

Hearing this, Xiaochen was very angry, and Yunhen was also gritting his teeth secretly.

"You plundered that!" Everyone was filled with indignation about the period of history when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China.

The British boy didn't take it seriously. He glanced over and saw Xiaochen wearing a red rope around his neck. The pendant underneath was also carved from tourmaline and was in the shape of a small fish. It was very smart.

Xiaochen secretly clenched her fists, thinking that if he said something rude again and said that the tourmaline pendant that Mommy specially designed for her was not good, she would be really rude!

What are you talking about...

The British boy continued to rant, "There is a double pink tourmaline fish sculpture in the British Museum, which is many times better than this!"

"Shameless robber!" Xiaochen couldn't bear it anymore and punched him.

"Ah..." The British boy was caught off guard. He heard that Chinese girls are very gentle. How could this one be so rude!

Xiaochen looked at his masterpiece very proudly. The British boy looked really embarrassed with a big black circle on his left eye. It was so exciting!

"This is a lesson for you! You will return those Chinese cultural relics in the British Museum sooner or later! Also, don't think that the Chinese are easy to bully! Humph!" Xiaochen shouted loudly, shocking everyone around him.

Although Xi Haitang agreed with her daughter's words, it was always bad to hit someone. Xiang Jianhao was extremely satisfied with Xiaochen's performance, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

At this moment, Xi Haitang truly understood his father's good intentions. He wanted to tell his children that even if they left their hometown, they should never forget where their roots were. She couldn't help but laugh too.


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