The capital has entered into a massive construction phase.
Reconstruction of reconstruction, expansion of expansion, preservation of monuments.
Things are different every day. If you leave for a year and then come back, you will find that your old house is gone and has been pushed down. There is a new building on the original site, and there are many roads that you don’t know how to get around. You have to ask people.
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People who are purely from the Forty-Nine City will not recognize the current Forty-Nine City when they come back.
Changes happen so fast. If you don't pay attention, everything around you will change in the blink of an eye.
Some are rich, some are poor, and some are even poorer.
Qian Wen belongs to the richer type of people.
Qian Wen was 46 years old in 2000.
Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Gates, is 92 years old this year.
In Qian Wen's mansion.
In the early morning, in the empty courtyard, loud and unique singing sounds?
Just singing and singing, it seems that I am going off topic. Strangely, the old man behind me, Qian Pengcheng, Qian Zhengrong, and Qian Shudao all looked at the person in front of me in dumbfoundedness.
"Three circles to the left and three to the right
Neck twisting, butt twisting
Go to bed early and get up early. Let's do some exercise and shake our hands and feet...
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All movements must be consistent with mine
Come to the left and draw a dragon with me
Draw a rainbow on your right
Come to the left and paint a rainbow with me
Draw another dragon on your right."
Qian Wen was in high spirits, singing health songs as usual, singing strange songs acapella as he walked, leading the team, stretching his hands, kicking his legs, twisting his waist, and using his brain...
Not to mention how happy it is.
But behind them, the old man and others who had just circled three times to the left and three to the right, with their necks and butts twitching, stopped and looked at the leader. For some reason, such a good person suddenly went crazy.
Qian Pengcheng, brother and sister, exchanged glances with each other.
"Are you still dancing?"
"Stop dancing."
"A dragon on the left hand? A rainbow on the right hand? Dad is going crazy again?"
The old man held his waist. He had just exercised for a while. He was a little tired but felt very comfortable. Seeing that Qian Wen was taking the stage, Lao Dang got stronger and kicked up. He said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to do morning exercises, just go away and don't disturb us."
Go ahead and do whatever you have to do.”
After eating a kick, Qian Wen pretended to stumble, turned his head happily, expanded his chest and said, "I have been doing aerobics for a long time, and I am tired of listening to it. I am not thinking about it, and I will give you something fresh."
The old man raised his foot again, and Qian Wen quickly dodged. The old man glared and said, "If you don't want to get beaten, leave quickly."
"It's boring, old man, it's been a long time since you played with me. It's not as fun as before." Qian Wen said with a smile while hiding away.
The old man saw that Qian Wen was still poor. What kind of fun could he have with a man in his nineties and you, a man who rushes for five cards? It's because his disciples and grandchildren are not fun, or his great-grandson and great-granddaughter are not cute.
He took the crutch from Meng Xiaozao and raised it to see if you were still making trouble.
Qian Wen fled away the next moment.
The old man snorted arrogantly, "I can't deal with you yet!"
He turned around and looked at Qian Pengcheng and others with a smile, and said kindly, "Let's continue."
Qian Pengcheng, brother and sister, suppressed their laughter, nodded, and lined up neatly behind the old man.
The four of them were all wearing loose training clothes, with fluttering white clothes, and their movements were neat, turning, moving, and raising their hands, which was pleasing to the eye.
The old man led the team, and this time he practiced Tai Chi to strengthen his body.
The first posture is curled up.
The second position is to hug the knees and hold back the steps.
The third style of wild horse parting mane.
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Pengcheng, Zhengrong, and Shu Dao behind him practiced in a decent manner, combining static and dynamic movements, with a serious face, and the demeanor of a master at a young age.
As for the old man, he has white hair, white beard, and white practice clothes, and he looks like a worldly master when he is still and active.
Qian Wen slipped back again and was at the back, practicing every move.
At the same time, someone came to the house. Guan Xiaoguan led the two of them in. On the way, he asked his aunt at home where the old man was, and then the three of them walked to Qian Wen.
When Guan Xiaoguan and the other two arrived at the courtyard, they saw their neatly lined up and heroic aura, especially the old man's strong and strong attitude. The two people behind Guan Xiaoguan were stunned.
I'm over 90 years old, but I feel younger and younger as I live. If it weren't for my silver hair, I wouldn't be able to recognize it.
Guan Xiaoguan and the other two people didn't say anything, waiting for Qian Wen and the others to finish practicing.
In fact, the moment they appeared, everyone present saw it. The old man also saw who his granddaughter had brought. He frowned, with a bit of excitement and a bit of disgust in his eyes.
The visitors were none other than Guan's father and Guan's mother, who had returned to China.
I came back yesterday, but my flight was delayed and it was already dark, so I rested all night and came to say hello early this morning.
Qian Wen didn't seem to notice and continued his morning exercise.
"That's Pengcheng, he's grown so tall. He's a big boy now. He's going to junior high school this year." Guan's father looked at his eldest grandson and said with a smile.
Guan Xiaoguan said leisurely, "Cheng Cheng is already in high school and skipped a grade in elementary school.
The same goes for Zhengrong and Shushu, who are now in the third grade of junior high school."
Guan's father and mother Guan smiled awkwardly. They had only come back once in so many years, so they knew this.
"Shu Shu is so beautiful, she is a big girl now." Guan's mother, Yu Jinxian, said as she had nothing to say.
"Shu Shu is only twelve years old." Guan Xiaoguan rolled his eyes.
The corners of Guan's mother's mouth twitched, a sense of strangeness was everywhere.
Father Guan and Mother Guan stopped talking and became quiet. Father Guan looked at his grandson and granddaughter lovingly.
Guan's mother Yu Jinxian glanced at the old man frequently, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Soon, the morning exercise was over.
After all, the old man is old. After all these continuous exercises, his muscles and bones have been stretched. He is already sweating, his face is a little flushed, and his breathing is heavy.
Qian Pengcheng, the three brothers and sisters, are quite relaxed. They have been trained by Qian Wen since they were young, and their muscles and bones are very strong.
Just a few days ago, the school invited parents to ask Qian Shudao to beat a mean boy to tears. The reason was that he pulled her ponytail.
"dad."
Seeing that the morning exercise was over, Guan's father stepped forward and shouted respectfully.
Guan's mother was the same as Yu Jinxian. Her attitude this time was countless times better than the last time she came back. She was so submissive that even the old man was surprised. It was not like her.
The old man hummed softly, and then asked, "Why do you have time to come back?"
Guan's mother pulled Guan's father who was about to answer, took half a step forward and said humbly, "Dad, we'll come back to see you."
"Looking at me?" The old man stared at Yu Jinxian with a look that could see through people's hearts, and sneered, "Why are you looking at me?
Let’s see how long I can survive?”
"Grandpa!" Guan Xiaoguan stamped his feet and said coquettishly.
"Dad, how dare we think like this?" Guan's father said hurriedly.
The old man looked at his son, thirty years old, sighed in his heart, took the crutches, and walked to his room.
He is over ninety years old, and no matter how overthinking he is, the old man still hopes that his son will come back to him. After all, the days are numbered.
As for being disrespectful to your daughter-in-law, out of sight is out of mind.
Guan's father stretched out his hands and looked guilty.
The old man went to take a shower, and Guan's father and mother took hold of Qian Pengcheng, his brother and sister.
It's just that the three Qian Pengcheng brothers and sisters are very unfamiliar with their grandparents and are embarrassed.
Question and answer like a machine.
With the old man around, the tutors in Qian Wen's family have always been very good. Even the most willful Qian Shudao endured the unfamiliarity, forced a smile, and answered questions.
It's just that the feeling of unfamiliarity is a bit strong.
Guan Xiaoguan rolled her eyes. She only admired her parents now and didn't bother to say anything else.
Pulling Qian Wen aside, he whispered, "You called my parents back, right?"
Qian Wen shook his head and said honestly, "No, I just asked the company from Millikin to suppress their restaurant and investment.
They came back on their own."
Guan Xiaoguan rolled his eyes at Qian Wen, "For your son-in-law to do this is really an eye-opener for his wife."
However, Guan Xiaoguan is not angry, because Qian Wen has been angry with her a long time ago, saying that the old man is getting older, but even if he doesn't say it in his heart, he hopes that his relatives will be around and at least come to see him occasionally.
One time, he saw the old man secretly taking out a photo of Guan's father and breaking his bones and tendons. Qian Wen didn't want the old man to have any regrets when he got old, so he had the idea of letting Guan's father return to China.
Let Guan Xiaoguan think of a way and persuade them to give up their business in America and return to China for development. Now the country is full of business opportunities and fertile ground, with more opportunities than abroad.
After Guan Xiaoguan thought about it, he called his parents on the other side of the ocean. The result was, "I know. Okay. We will go back to see your grandpa."
Most of them gave such perfunctory answers, and then asked their daughter Guan Xiaoguan for money.
This delay lasted for two years. Since Guan Xiaoguan had nothing to do, Qian Wen silently took action to drain their salary from the bottom of the cauldron.
It depends on whether your roots in Millikin are gone. "I know. Okay. We will go back to see your grandpa."
Qian Wen didn't pay much attention to them. Although they were his wife's parents, Qian Wen really didn't like to see these two people.
In less than two months, Guan's father and mother's assets in Millikin went bankrupt without even realizing it.
When I asked my daughter Guan Xiaoguan for money, Guan Xiaoguan immediately lost contact. With no other option, Guan's father and mother hurriedly returned to China.
I came back this time to raise enough money to bring myself back to life in Milligan's restaurant.
Therefore, Guan's mother Yu Jinxian was humble and humble this time.
Guan's father and mother finally let the three Qian Pengcheng brothers go, because there was really no topic to talk about, and they had basically never gotten along with each other. There were very few topics to talk about, and they were also very unfamiliar. They were not as good as neighbors.
The three siblings fled and were not even close to them.
Guan's mother, Yu Jinxian, looked at Qian Wen, smiled kindly, and said kindly, "Pengcheng and the others are so cute, sensible, and able to teach them so well. It's been so hard for you all these years."
Qian Wen felt sick for a while, it was so fake.
Just now, Guan's father really liked his three children, but Yu Jinxian's words were all preaching.
As an adult, you children must listen carefully and act as if you mean what you say.
"Well, my own babies, I will naturally give them the best education and the best living environment." Qian Wen replied calmly, then looked at his wife Guan Xiaoguan, "I have something to do at school, so I will leave first."
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"Well, you are busy with your business." Guan Xiaoguan nodded.
Qian Wen nodded to Guan's father and mother and left.
If it weren't for the sake of the old man, he wouldn't bother to talk to these two people. The most correct way is to ask Guan Xiaoguan to give some money every year and raise them abroad without interfering with each other.
Guan's father and mother looked at each other. With this attitude, they also knew that Qian Wen didn't want to see them, and they were not people to be humble. They knew that their son-in-law was very rich, but they basically didn't get into trouble, and mostly used their daughter to achieve their goals.
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For more than ten years, this relationship has been harmonious and they were very satisfied. However, a storm broke the balance some time ago.
As a last resort, I came back.
Now judging from the son-in-law's attitude, this time he has to rely on his daughter.
"Xiao Guan..." Guan's mother took her daughter's hand.
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The fifth day after Guan's father and Guan's mother came back.
Qian Wen was at the company, handling matters, when the old man called.
"I'll wait for you at Wanbao Pavilion!"
She spoke angrily, but not at him. Qian Wen thought, it was just disrespectful.
I've been really busy these past few days.
"I'm busy with something."
Qian Wen got in the car and headed to Wanbao Pavilion.
Wanbao Pavilion, a famous building renovated by Panjiayuan, is now famous in the antique world of Sijiu City.
Qian Wen is specially used to collect thousands of years of antiques from all over China.
The store manager is Meng Xiaoxing, and the person holding the show is Mr. Guan, the nine-men admiral. As I get older, I move as much as I can. If I'm afraid of being idle, I just give in to others and let the old man have something to do.
The old man accepted it gladly. Apart from drinking, this was the only thing he liked. This was exactly what he wanted.
In 2000, antique trading flourished again, especially when auction houses in Xiangjiang held several large-scale auctions, which stimulated the domestic antique trading market.
It also puts the crazy profits of antique trading on the table. Now ordinary people know that antiques are valuable and can make a fortune overnight.
"It's not as easy to collect antiques as before." Qian Wen thought of the antiques filled with summer estates, the Circuit de Versailles.
Over the years, his antique collection team traveled far and wide and brought back countless antiques for him. After seeing so many antiques, Qian Wen no longer felt anything.
I didn't feel anything before, and I feel nothing now.
As for the Ge Kiln Bafang Cup that the old man used to treasure so much, he now has several pieces in his collection.
Even Tang Yin's paintings, he has two authentic ones.
There are even more other bottles and jars, well, in his case, there are just bottles and jars.
Han Chunming knew from Meng Xiaoxing that Qian Wen had so many good things. He had long thought that the mouse had entered the rice vat, but Qian Wen had not let him go. This was not because he was stingy, but because he was not allowed to see Han Chunming's treasure house. What time was it?
Less than.
Isn't it just a private museum?
He didn't let him see it, and he didn't let Han Chunming see his own.
Anyway, Han Chunming must not have as many collections as himself. Qian Wen also deliberately asked Meng Xiaoxing to count the items for Han Chunming like he was counting them on his fingers, to make him greedy to death.
Han Chunming only collected domestic cultural relics, but Qian Wen also collected foreign ones.
His goal has always been to open a private museum filled with foreign antiques and cultural relics in Sijiu City for Chinese people and even foreigners to visit.
Today's Panjiayuan shouldn't be too lively. There are antique stalls everywhere, heirlooms everywhere, and the stall owners say they are thousands of years old.
"You have good eyesight. This is a jade pendant that Qianlong played with. Look at the luster..."
"Two hundred? This is blue and white porcelain..."
"Things from Shang and Zhou Dynasty? Why don't I look right..."
"Boss, look at my jade ring. Back then Qin Hui..."
Qian Wen grinned as he listened. He really had everything and dared to say anything. There must be real things in it, but there were more fake ones, as many as 99%.
As the antique trade flourishes, counterfeiting will naturally flourish as well.
When I arrived at Wanbao Pavilion, I looked up at the magnificent plaque and Qian Wen walked in.
"Qian Wen."
Han Chunming shouted.
"Huh?" Qian Wen asked confused, "Chunming, why are you here?"
"I'm here to shop for treasure." Han Chunming said with a bad smile.
Qian Wen was stunned, "You came to my store to search for treasures?"
"Yeah." Han Chunming nodded seriously, "Who made your Wanbao Pavilion famous, and Panjiayuan is your territory.
All the good things are sent to you, so I can only reluctantly help you share your worries."