Nostalgia: Starting from the Siheyuan

Chapter 297 Layout
The admiral of Jiumen was holding two plates of greasy walnuts in his hand.Looking at the drizzle outside the window with a leisurely look, it seems that he has not slept.

Calmly, with a touch of laziness.

Snow-white half-sleeves, the muscles on the body have been slack and there is no trace.

"Zhuzi, come and sit down?" The admiral of the Nine Gates waved his hand to find a job, and served He Yuzhu a cup of herbal tea.

The leaves of Maojian swirled back and forth in the scalding boiling water.

"Mr. Guan, I haven't seen you for a few days. What are you up to lately? He Yuzhu found a topic. In the alleys in Sijiu City, the admiral of the Nine Gates is the number one person.

Not ordinary people.

Please don't move?
"What are you busy with? What else can you do besides walking around and playing chess every day? What a bad old man." Admiral Nine Gates laughed at himself.

Ha ha!

"Han Chunming didn't go to see you?" He Yuzhu felt that the old man must have felt a little coolness, so he was looking for a spiritual sustenance in the troubled world.

"Don't mention that little brat, what have you been up to lately? It's been a long time since I came to the door with Erguotou." Mr. Guan looked out the window.

Eyes a little lax.

"Master Guan, is something bothering you?" He Yuzhu asked tentatively.

Admiral Jiumen seldom saw him look sad.

The age of eating well.

"The unfilial son came back from the beautiful country. It's a pity that he just doesn't worry. He misses my treasures and refuses to let go. He wants to resell them abroad." Mr. Guan sighed.

Family misfortune!

He Yuzhu nodded.He Yuzhu had a deep understanding of Mr. Guan's family background. In the 70s and [-]s, he was the one who could send his son abroad.

Is it ordinary people?
I have accomplished a lot in my studies, but unfortunately, I also stayed in the Great Beautiful Country and haven't come back for decades. I'm afraid the visitor is not kind this time.

As for Mr. Guan's son and daughter-in-law, He Yuzhu met a few times when he was young, but unfortunately they never came back after they left.

Even if you come back a few times, you are not a permanent resident, but come and leave in a hurry.

Especially Mr. Guan's daughter-in-law, with a mean look on her face and calculations, is really difficult for ordinary people, and Mr. Guan doesn't want to see his daughter-in-law either.

For so many years, out of sight, out of mind.

"Have they anything to say?"

"What do you want to say? I'm not dead yet, so I miss the treasures in my hands. Even if I leave all of them to Han Chunming, I won't give them one. The treasures left by the ancestors can be given to those barbarians. people." Mr. Guan took a sip of his wine, feeling depressed.

"I'm afraid it's up to you." He Yuzhu sighed.

The children are all debt collectors in this life. It is not their style not to take something with them every time they return home.

"Yeah, I can't help it. If I leave such a son to them, who else can I leave it to?" Mr. Guan's eyes were a little distracted.

Leaning against the wall dejectedly.

The walnut in his hand was slowly turning, making a rubbing sound.

"Is there no way?"

"What way, I don't want to give it, but I have to give it?"

"Then try their sincerity." He Yuzhu reminded.

"People's hearts are the most vulnerable to temptation. They are unfilial sons, but I can't be a bastard who disrespects my father."

Mr. Guan looked at the dark sky dejectedly. It was unknown when the thick smoke would rise or fall.

"Why don't you stay away for a while, and come back after they leave." He Yuzhu suggested.

Ha ha!

Mr. Guan thought for a long time.

Silently, he opened his eyes, and the scattered eyes slowly focused together.

"It's a good suggestion. Instead of seeing them upset, it's better to take this opportunity to leave for a while and see if this heart can stand the test."

Mr. Guan suddenly became interested, and walked out the door in a vigorous figure.

I can't care about the slapping face in the drizzle.

"Old man, haven't you paid me yet?" The waiter hurriedly opened the curtain, chasing after the back of the nine admirals.

"What money do I need for my own business? If you want it, ask He Yuzhu. I'm his uncle." Mr. Guan pressed He Yuzhu here casually.

The flood rushed to the Dragon King Temple.A family does not know a family?

does not exist.

"Boss, do you see this?"

"Put it on my account. When the time comes, I will tell Xu Huizhen, go and do your work." He Yuzhu let the workman do his own work.

Take a sip of Maojian.

The taste is somewhat bitter.

But after the experience, there is a fragrance of fragrance, in the throat, endless aftertaste.

Bitter before sweet!

This is the true meaning of life.

"gone."

Xu Huizhen opened the curtain and bumped into He Yuzhu.

"Zhuzi, where are you going?" Xu Huizhen looked at He Yuzhu.

Looking a little anxious.

"Go home, what's the matter, something troublesome." He Yuzhu looked at Xu Huizhen's face, a little pale.

"Is there any trouble. It's just a little thing, but you haven't been collecting a lot of junk recently." Xu Huizhen warned.

"What's wrong? No." He Yuzhu was a little confused.

In the past, Xu Huizhen seldom cared about his hobbies in this area, why did he take care of them again today.

"Don't mention it. Chunming, the uncle in his yard, spat on a vase that was brought back at a high price. For a while, he couldn't accept it and was hospitalized. His wife and children didn't care. It was the neighbors in the yard who discovered it. Send him to the hospital, if not, I'm afraid..."

He Yu's face sinks like the sea.

"It's time to take care of it. If it continues in such a disorderly way, I'm afraid more people will not be able to accept it. No one will be able to accept it if you pay real money to buy a fake."

He Yuzhu sighed.

It was drizzling and the clouds were densely covered. I don't know which cloud was shining on the top of Xu Damao's head.

Cheng Jianjun's heart.

"Don't think about it, it's all nonsense. Ordinary people, like the uncle in Chunming's courtyard, would spend all their money to win a position."

That old man, who often played chess with Mr. Guan, didn't know how to ask the opinions of professionals when buying, but just relied on his own preferences and the advocacy entrusted by him, and put all his worth on it.

It's a pity that in this world, there are still people who are greedy for your wallet after all. The most, there is nothing real.

All hypocrisy is based on false lies, and only the money in your pocket is the truth.

When you are thinking about getting rich overnight, some people are also secretly thinking about your pocket.

Those idle taels of silver.

It just depends on whose method is more superb.

Whose knowledge is more profound, whose eyes are sharper.

Hey!
"Who said it wasn't? Uncle was obsessed with it, and the aunt in the yard couldn't persuade him. In a fit of rage, he went back to his hometown directly. It was miserable all by himself."

(End of this chapter)