Suning woke up in a daze, and soon discovered something strange around him. Yesterday was his and Xia Jie's wedding day, and last night was also his and Xia Jie's beautiful wedding night, but this place was obviously not her.
and Xia Jie’s wedding room.
The simple but tidy house still cannot change the fact that it is old. It feels particularly like the accommodation environment in "The Courtyard". Just when Suning was confused, the brain-dead system finally responded.
[Ding Ding, because the host's performance in "Police Honor" is not popular with readers, the system forcibly takes the host away from the "Police Honor" world]
"What? I just got married to Xia Jie! You just made me disappear like this?" Suning found it hard to accept.
[The system will leave a clone for the host in the "Police Honor" world. The host can actually calm down and feel it]
"Seriously?" Suning looked hesitant and felt it carefully. Sure enough, he had a little connection with himself in another world.
[Host, this system didn’t lie, right?]
"Huh? Where is this?" Suning wanted to say that the system never kept its promises, but he knew that there was no point in arguing with the system.
[Host, this is the world of "Under the Zhengyang Gate", and your current identity is the male protagonist Han Chunming]
"Ah? Another courtyard?"
[This system will try to publish tasks this time. As long as the host can complete it, he can get generous rewards]
"..."
[The host needs to build a private museum in this world that surpasses the Metropolitan Museum of America, the National Museum of China and the British Museum in London. ☆Restriction☆, antiques in the space world cannot appear in the world of "Under the Zhengyang Gate"]
"I'll go! Are you crazy about the system, or am I hallucinating?" Suning's eyes widened in surprise, because this was an impossible task.
[The mission reward is one million in cash, which can be used in the real world. In the real world, a large flat-floor residence worth tens of millions will allow any part of the body to grow by three centimeters]
Suning could only look at the sky speechlessly at this time, because he knew that the system was unreasonable. Although the task was very difficult, he was thankful that there was no punishment, otherwise Suning would really have to take the initiative to wipe his neck.
"Chunming, what's wrong with you?" Han Chunming's mother heard the movement in the back room and ran over to check the situation. "Why are you talking to yourself here alone?"
"Mom, I'm fine!" Suning looked at Han Chunming's mother with a forced smile, "Maybe I drank too much last night and my head feels a little uncomfortable."
"Hey! Chunming, Mom knows you feel uncomfortable." Of course Han Chunming's mother knew why her youngest son resorted to drinking to drown his sorrows, "But you can't help but cherish your own body!"
"Mom, I know I was wrong!" Suning looked at the kind old woman in front of him, and finally merged with Han Chunming's memory, "I promise you, I won't do it again next time."
"Well, this looks like my son!" The mother showed a satisfied smile.
Suning quickly got up and went to fetch water, then ran to the back room and took a quick shower. Then she took out a white shirt and black pants from the space world, put on a pair of black leather shoes, and looked in the mirror to see how it felt.
Extremely satisfied.
The mother was also curious about her son's actions. Seeing her son's unprecedented appearance, the mother also showed a surprised expression, "Chunming, your outfit looks great!
Why have I never seen you wearing one before?"
"Mom, I usually wear this outfit for important occasions."
"Ah? Is there any important occasion today?" The mother thought that her son had a new partner, and then looked at her son expectantly.
"Mom, I'm going to ask someone to find a job."
"Ah? That's right!" Mother was a little surprised at first, and then took it for granted, "Chunming, you really need to find a formal job."
"But you can't ask others empty-handed. I'll get you some money and tickets, and buy some gifts for them."
"Mom, no need!" Suning quickly stopped her mother who went to get the money, and then explained with a smile, "I have prepared it in advance, you don't need to worry about any of this."
Suning said hello to her mother and left the house, then pushed her bicycle out of the courtyard. When she passed the gate, she was seen by Uncle Guo, a neighbor in the same courtyard. Uncle Guo was also surprised. After all, Suning was a collector.
It has been in tatters for many years and usually looks ragged.
"Hey! Chunming, I'm so happy when I get into college, why don't you just collect the rags and learn to be happy together?"
"Uncle Guo, what happened to collecting rags?
As long as you don't steal or rob, and know how to honor your parents, you are a good man in our capital city!"
"Hey, what you said makes me unable to refute it!"
Ignoring Uncle Guo, who was petty and arrogant, Suning got on his bicycle and walked to the west of the city. When he reached the deserted street, some gifts from the space world appeared on the handlebars of the bicycle.
Suning went to Yang Huajian's house to ask for his help. Among the relatives and friends around him, only Yang Huajian has the ability to help him.
Now it is 1978. Suning knows that the most frustrating thing in Han Chunming's life is the matter of taking the college entrance examination at the end of 1977. Seeing that both Cheng Jianjun and Su Meng were admitted to college, Han Chunming felt the most uncomfortable. He also felt it yesterday.
I used wine to drown my sorrows late at night and let myself travel through time.
There are still four to five years before the real market opening. Suning cannot continue to collect the rags of four or five years. It is better to go to Hong Kong to work for a few years through connections and provide financial support for the subsequent acquisition of antiques. Now only Yang Huajian
Have this ability to help you travel to Hong Kong.
When Yang Huajian saw Suning's serious outfit, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. After all, Suning always seemed cynical to others.
"Chunming, what are you doing?" Yang Huajian looked at Suning and the gift he was holding.
"Hua Jian, brother encountered some difficulties and came to ask for your help."
"Oh? Come and sit down and talk." Knowing Suning's character that he seldom asks for help, he realized that Suning's matter must be quite big.
Yang Huajian asked Suning to sit down, poured water for Suning, and then waited for Suning to tell him about his difficulties so that he could judge whether he could help.
"Chunming, let's talk about what's going on first!"
"Hua Jian, I heard that Hong Kong is very prosperous, and I want to go there to look for opportunities."
"What? Hong Kong?" Yang Huajian looked at Suning in shock, "Chunming, you really dare to think about it!"
"Hua Jian, you know my situation best. I can't keep collecting rags like this, so I want to look for opportunities."
"Well, I know all this." Yang Huajian shook his head with a wry smile, "But it is very difficult to arrange for you to go to Hong Kong. I can only ask our old man first. If he is not willing to help, you should give up this idea as soon as possible.
Bar!"
"Haha, you Yang Huajian are my only hope. If you and your old man can't help me, I can only continue to stay in the capital."
"Well, if our old man can't arrange for you to go to Hong Kong, I'll ask him to help you find a formal job. It's better than you just collecting rags all the time."
"Thank you Hua Jian!"
...
When Yang Huajian's father came back from get off work, Yang Huajian had been lingering hesitantly at the door of his father's study. Seeing Yang Huajian's behavior, and then also noticed some valuable gifts in the house, Yang's father knew that Yang Huajian must have promised something to others.
"Hua Jian, if you have anything to do, come in and talk!"
"Dad, we have a guest at our house today."
"Well, what did you promise to others?"
"Dad, I haven't agreed yet, I'm just waiting for you to come back and ask you."
"Oh? It seems that this person has a good relationship with you?" Father Yang looked at Yang Huajian in surprise.
"Dad, this is Han Chunming, the one I have had a very good relationship with since childhood. He wants to try his luck in Hong Kong, so he specifically asked me to help him find a way."
"What? Hong Kong?" Yang Huajian's father took off his reading glasses in surprise and looked at his son in disbelief.
"Um!"
"Hua Jian, tell me honestly, how is your childhood?"
"Dad, Chunming is an authentic Beijing man." Regarding Han Chunming's evaluation, Yang Huajian was full of praise, "He is a man of justice, and he is also very open-minded in his work, otherwise I would not play with him."
"Well, how do you think he would treat you if he became rich?"
"Dad, I can't guarantee anything else. If Han Chunming has a pie, he can share half of it with me." Yang Huajian is very confident in Suning. "If I encounter difficulties, he will definitely help me make a comeback at all costs."
"Well, since you value Han Chunming so much, I will help him this time, and maybe I can be your helper in the future." After hearing his son's evaluation, Father Yang nodded with satisfaction.
"Thanks dad!"
"Haha, you brat, get out of here!" Looking at his son, Yang's father was quite satisfied.
Yang Huajian notified Suning of the good news immediately, which surprised Suning. "Huajian, thank you and your father. I'm treating you today. Let's have a good meal."
"Haha, goodbye! You'd better go back and prepare your luggage!" Yang Huajian rejected Suning's proposal, "I may leave at any time. My dad wants me to take his handwritten letter and personally send you to the south."
"Hua Jian, I won't say thank you for your kindness. I will definitely repay you."
"Chunming, you must remember what you said today!" Yang Huajian said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Don't let the time come when you become rich and suddenly regret and disown your former brothers."
"Hua Jian, you know that I, Han Chunming, am not the kind of ungrateful person."
Suning was pleasantly surprised that Yang Huajian and his son helped him so happily, and he realized that this was caused by his original person's personality for many years, and this could be regarded as a precious "legacy" left by his original person.
...
Suning was happy and knew that she was about to leave, and she needed to say goodbye to her master. After all, she had always been supporting this old man. Although this trip to Hong Kong would not last long, she still had to explain to him.
I took out a bottle of Moutai and some cooked food from the space world, and carried it in my hand to the home of "Jiumen Admiral". The old man's nose was still very sensitive, and he could already smell the aroma of cooked food while sitting in the room.
"Ouch! My disciple has finally been generous for a while." Admiral Jiumen twitched his nose in surprise, "Roast duck? Beef with soy sauce?"
"Haha, Master, your sense of smell is still so good!" Suning walked directly into the room and put the cooked food and Maotai on the table.
When Mr. Guan saw the bottle of Maotai for the first time, he immediately grabbed it in surprise and held it tightly in his hand, for fear that the Maotai in his hand would fly away.
"Maotai? Chunming, why are you willing to do the bloodletting?" Mr. Guan looked at Suning in front of him in surprise.
"Haha, master, I am always serious about honoring you."
"Haha, brat, do you have anything else to ask me for?" Mr. Guan looked at Suning in front of him rudely, "Tell me! What's going on this time? Isn't it because you want to borrow money again?"
"No!" Suning explained with a smile while helping Mr. Guan unpack the cooked food, "Master, I have to go on a long trip. This time it may take a long time, so I came here to say hello to you."
Mr. Guan suddenly stared at Suning meaningfully, not missing any expression on Suning's face, "The brat has grown up, and he wants to fly far away!"
"Haha, old man, where do you want to go?" Suning understood Mr. Guan's mentality very well. After all, his biological son and his family have settled abroad. "I'm just going away for three or four years, and I'll treat it like I'm going to college."
"Chunming, tell me honestly, will you come back?"
"Yes! I definitely will! This is my home, Han Chunming!"
When Mr. Guan heard Suning's words, he showed a satisfied expression, then stood up tremblingly and returned to the back room, still reluctant to put down the Maotai in his hand.
Mr. Guan, who returned again, put a stack of dollars on the table in his hand, then pushed it in front of Suning, "I wonder where you are going?
I don’t want to ask, and you don’t need to tell.
This thousand dollars is reserved for your self-defense, so be sure to pay attention to safety when you go out."
To be honest, Suning was really moved. If he hadn't known that he had to go to Hong Kong to raise money, he might have been reluctant to leave them. In his heart, he regarded them as the relatives he couldn't let go of.
"Thank you, master!"
"Well, let's go!" Mr. Guan still stated his request, "Let that silly boy Li Chengtao come to my place often to do some work."
"Haha, don't worry! I will definitely tell Li Chengtao."
After leaving Mr. Guan, Suning went home directly. When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he met Su Meng who had returned.
I saw Suning squinting at Suning, then mockingly said with a disdainful expression, "Humph! He looks like a dog!"
Although I really don't have any feelings for Su Meng now, it still feels very unpleasant to be so disgusted by her all of a sudden. I really don't understand why the original owner, Han Chunming, likes Suning.
Some people say that Han Chunming and Suning influenced each other. They stayed together for decades, and finally got together when they were in their forties or fifties. I don’t know if it’s because the screenwriter had “Xiang” in mind, or because the screenwriter had “Xiang” in mind when he was writing the script.
The prototype, anyway, Suning is quite unable to understand.
Su Meng, who was pushing the bicycle in front, realized that Suning didn't talk to her. This made Su Meng a little uncomfortable. She stopped and turned to look at Han Chunming who had already walked into the house. Su Meng stamped her feet angrily.
"Hmph! Damn Han Chunming!"
When Han Chunming's mother saw Suning coming back, she immediately greeted him in surprise, "Chunming, how are things going?"
"Haha, the matter has been settled, but I need to go to the south frequently for business trips."