The Shijia Courtyard is extremely luxurious. It was originally the palace of the Qing Dynasty. Later, the courtyards were opened for sale. Shi Jianguo came forward to buy the courtyards at a very low price. Then he found researchers from the Cultural Affairs Bureau to restore the courtyards as they were before.
The plan has been completely renovated, and even the furniture is antique.
Today, the value of the Shijia Courtyard has increased dozens of times, and is worth at least several hundred million.
Zhang Xiaolong followed Shi Qiangjun to the Shijia. When he walked into the Shijia courtyard, Zhang Xiaolong not only did not feel excited, but actually hoped to leave as soon as possible.
Shi Qiangjun could also see Zhang Xiaolong's impatience.
"You seem to be very impatient!" Shi Qiangjun looked at Zhang Xiaolong helplessly.
Zhang Xiaolong was startled for a moment. It turned out that he had acted so obviously. He said with emotion: "I am really impatient, because I never thought of coming before."
"Oh! How long are you going to hate me?"
"It's not a question of whether I hate it or not. I just feel like there's nothing good to come of it. I'm not familiar with everyone, and I might be considered a random relative."
This time Shi Qiangjun was stunned, and he said helplessly: "Don't you want to come and see your master?"
Zhang Xiaolong said: "Actually, I don't know him very well either! We have only met each other a few times. Although we have been together for twenty-one years, our friendship has only been for a few months."
Shi Qiangjun was speechless for a moment.
Zhang Xiaolong was right, the friendship between them was really short-lived!
Just when Shi Qiangjun was a little depressed and a little annoyed, Zhang Xiaolong softened his tone. This is the master's territory, so it's better to be polite. He's not here to cause trouble for others.
"Uncle, can you take me to see where my mother used to live? I want to see it."
Shi Qiangjun breathed a sigh of relief at this request. It seemed that Zhang Xiaolong had not done anything wrong, as long as he cherished his family ties. Shi Qiangjun also felt sorry for his sister in his heart, and hoped to compensate Zhang Xiaolong. If Zhang Xiaolong did not accept it, he would
I feel very uncomfortable and depressed.
Shi Qiangjun said: "I bought this house later. Your mother used to live somewhere else. I will take you there tomorrow."
"OK!"
"Since your mother died, your master has been very sad, so your mother's room has been kept. You might as well go and see it."
"kindness."
Zhang Xiaolong nodded, mentally accepting the historian somewhat.
When Shi Guodong heard that his grandson was coming, his usually serious face showed a bright smile. He hurriedly asked people to prepare wine and food, and happily said that he would have a few more drinks to celebrate.
Shi Guodong held Zhang Xiaolong's hand, tears streaming down his face, and Zhang Xiaolong was also moved. The old man in front of him! In his sentimental years, he lives in his memory and has a lot of regrets about everything in the past.
Zhang Xiaolong accompanied Shi Guodong and listened to his story. Most of what the old man talked about was what happened when his mother, Shi Geyun, was a child. It seemed that the old man really regretted it. If he hadn't strongly opposed it, Shi Geyun wouldn't have committed suicide.
If you can be tolerant, maybe your daughter can survive.
"Face... I have been working for face all my life. I don't know how much I have missed because of my old face!"
Shi Guodong sighed.
Zhang Xiaolong consoled him: "Master, what is in the past is in the past."
Shi Guodong shook his head and said: "It's easy to say, how can people forget the past." Shi Guodong looked at the vase on a wooden table at the door. The vase was covered with cracks, and traces of repairs could be clearly seen. Shi Guodong looked
Holding the vase, I fell into profound memories.
"Your mother broke it before she ran away from home. After repairing it, it has been there ever since."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Xiaolong looked at the vase and smiled bitterly, he had known why he would do so today.
"Stop talking about this, I asked someone to prepare a meal. You can have a drink with me." Shi Guodong retracted his eyes and showed a friendly smile, but there was a trace of pain in the smile.
Zhang Xiaolong naturally agreed and had a meal with the old man. Before nightfall, he declined the old man's stay and found an excuse to leave the Shi family.
When leaving, Shi Qiangjun prepared a car for Zhang Xiaolong for Zhang Xiaolong to use in the past few days. This black Hummer with government license plates was definitely the kind of official car that could go on a rampage, and Zhang Xiaolong did not shirk it.
Just one block away from Shijia, Zhang Xiaolong saw a car broken down on the side of the road. Liu Muqing was standing beside the car angrily, and a shabby driver was working hard to repair the car.
Liu Muqing is a woman who looks very similar to Zhang Xiaolong's mother Shi Geyun. She was found by business boss Wang Dao. He originally wanted to use this woman to get close to Zhang Xiaolong so that he could help him become the president of the Pinlan Society. Unfortunately, he found her too late.
It had no effect at all, but Director Wang was thoughtful and did not abandon Liu Muqing immediately, nor did he possess Liu Muqing. Instead, he adopted Liu Muqing as his goddaughter and raised her. Recently, he also contributed money to help Liu Muqing film a TV series.
Zhang Xiaolong stopped the car, rolled down the window and looked at Liu Muqing. He didn't speak immediately because he didn't know what to say.
"Xiaolong?" Liu Muqing was very happy to see Zhang Xiaolong. She came over and asked, "Xiaolong, when did you come to Yanjing and why didn't you tell me."
Liu Muqing suddenly felt that she had made a mistake. There was no need to report Zhang Xiaolong to Yanjing.
Liu Muqing said again: "Xiaolong, are you free? I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Zhang Xiaolong said: "I have something to do tonight. I see your car has broken down. I will take you where you want to go."
"Okay!" Liu Muqing said to the driver: "Xiao Yang, you wait here for the tow truck to arrive, and then go directly home. I'll leave first."
"Yes, miss." The driver raised his head. He was very handsome, but his face was a little oily.
Liu Muqing sat in the passenger seat, took out a pen and paper and wrote an address to Zhang Xiaolong, saying: "Send me back, this is my residence in Yanjing, you can come and play when you have time, I have a sled dog, you
Get to know them first to save yourself from being bitten next time you come here, they are very vicious."
Zhang Xiaolong smiled and thought this Liu Muqing was really interesting.
Liu Muqing chatted in the car, talking about her new TV series, and enthusiastically invited Zhang Xiaolong to participate in the filming of the TV series.
Zhang Xiaolong smiled and refused, and Liu Muqing didn't hesitate. Like a big sister, she didn't hide anything in front of Zhang Xiaolong. She didn't regard Zhang Xiaolong as a man at all. She even dared to tell her own scandals as a joke.
He sent Liu Muqing home and got to know Liu Muqing's two one-year-old sled dogs, Dabai and Xiaobai. As soon as Zhang Xiaolong left Liu Muqing's residence, this matter reached the ears of Shi Guodong and Director Wang.
Director Wang showed a different smile, said nothing, and did not intend to intervene. He raised Liu Muqing just for this day, so that they could get to know each other and make use of him in the future.
Shi Guodong's face darkened, thinking that this was Director Wang's conspiracy.
Just when Zhang Xiaolong arrived home, Shi Qiangjun called, reminding Zhang Xiaolong to be careful of Liu Muqing and not to fall into Director Wang’s trap. Zhang Xiaolong smiled sweetly, of course he knew Director Wang’s purpose, just be careful, not to mention that he met Director Wang today.
Coming to Liu Muqing was just a coincidence.
Back at her residence, Wang Ting was sitting by the window, staring blankly out of the window.
"Tingting, what are you looking at?"
"I don't know..." Wang Ting's voice lost the cheerfulness of the past few days and became sad and silent.
Zhang Xiaolong tried his best to make Wang Ting think of some happy things, and said: "We will go to the ghost market in the evening. Don't you like the snacks there? Although I don't like bean juice, the soup dumplings are still good."
Wang Ting said angrily: "You! You only know how to eat."
Zhang Xiaolong smiled, hugged Wang Ting from behind and said, "Tingting, thank you."
Wang Ting didn't say anything. She knew what Zhang Xiaolong was going to say, so she said softly: "Thank you too."
"There's no need to be polite between us, let's go out and play."
In the past, when I went out with Wang Ting, I always took a taxi or took the bus. Because we were just staying for a short stay, Zhang Xiaolong didn't rent a car, and it felt really good to walk and squeeze into the bus together.
With the car in hand, Zhang Xiaolong was too lazy to walk, so he drove Wang Ting to the ghost market. Along the way, the traffic police even took the initiative to salute them.
Wang Ting asked in shock: "Xiaolong, where did you come from?"
"My uncle lent it to me. It seems like the treatment of this ** is really good!"
"Then you will live in Yanjing from now on. With the Shi family taking care of you, it will only be a matter of time before you become famous. It is not more promising than working hard in the Pinlan Society."
Zhang Xiaolong shook his head and said with a bad smile: "Being in politics is very troublesome. There are too many things that need to be paid attention to, such as lifestyle issues. When the time comes, I can only choose the one I like to stay with me. I can't bear to leave you."
"You are so bad." Wang Ting pushed Zhang Xiaolong.
Zhang Xiaolong said hurriedly: "I'm driving! Don't move!"
"Giggle." Wang Ting smiled happily, she wanted to say: As long as you are good, it doesn't matter what happens to me.
To put it bluntly, the ghost market is a night market. It is closed during the day and gets busier at night. There are not only all kinds of snacks here, but also many, many street stalls. The most common products here are antiques. Of course, most of the products are fake. There are dozens of them.
Out of tens of thousands of products, probably not one of them is genuine.
Many tourists who come to Beijing come here to taste delicious snacks and experience the fun of Taobao. Although they know that most of the goods here are fake, there are so many people selling them. Every time they go there,
Within a few steps you can see tourists bargaining with the stall owners.
Zhang Xiaolong parked the car on the side of the road and walked hand in hand with Wang Ting into the ghost market.
After walking only a few steps, someone shouted: "Xiaolong