nostalgia

Chapter 1 [[-]] Resentment arises from each other, Ah Resentment.
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There is a store on Yihuai Mountain called [Resentment].

This store is interesting to say the least, it seems that it has been standing halfway up the mountain for many years.

The front of the store was old and worn out, as if it had just been painted over with black paint.

After the wind and rain, many colors have faded, and I can't help but feel chills when I look at it.

No matter how you look at the white word 'resentment' on the wooden plaque, you can't see any festive energy.

The seven red lanterns under the eaves will be lit at night.

There is no house around. I don't know who the boss is ordering for. Is it a person or a ghost?

If you talk about her business, you can say that she is in a good mood, or that she sells antiques when she meets a destined person. She also deals with people and ghosts on weekdays.

However, her fee is not low.

People trade money, ghosts trade things.

As the saying goes, there are no absolutes.

There are also cases where she doesn't charge, but it's just a probability of once in hundreds of years!
Ah Yuan will hold a photo and put it in front of you. With red nail polish painted on his long white fingers, he will tap on the old photo, and ask with a smile on his red lips, "Do you know him? If you know him , I don't want anything from you."

Basically, no one knows the man, no matter the ghost or the ghost.

So, what should be replaced, what should be replaced.

Many people say that the proprietress is a strange woman.

Everyone thinks that this store is a century-old family business that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Don't you know that since the opening of [Resentment], there has been only one boss here, and she brought a girl as if she fell from the sky, and has been all the way since then.

The proprietress's name is Ah Yuan.
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A Yuan snuggled up on the mahogany imperial concubine couch, the railings, armrests, and couch legs were covered with intricate carvings, her eyes were blurred and she felt sleepy.

Qingnu watched her endure the pain here, and quickly persuaded: "Sister, go to sleep! I guess I won't come today."

Ah Yuan opened his eyes wide and said, "Why not? I've already made an agreement with Mi Mei."

"Sister, it's 01:30 in the middle of the night, so come early! It will be dawn in a while, and it will be even more impossible for her to come.

Go to sleep, if you come, I'm calling you. "

Ah Yuan glanced at the antique clock on the wall, it was indeed getting late.

She got up from the rocking chair, and said with some displeasure between her eyebrows and eyes: "How can this be? If you miss the appointment, don't even think about entering my house in the future!
Qing slave, don't wait any longer, pack up and close the shop, and go back to the backyard to sleep together. "

Ah Yuan took Qing Nu out to close the window panels. When the two of them were lifting the window panels, they felt a gust of cool wind blowing from their backs. A hoarse female voice sounded: "Miss Ah Yuan, I'm late."

Ah Yuan was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and couldn't help but throw away the window panel in his hand.

She patted her chest lightly, and said: "I don't know if people are scary?
You are enough! "

The woman smiled apologetically, and said flatteringly: "Miss Ah Yuan, don't be angry, I'm not human, you've lived for so long, how can you be afraid of losing your soul?"

Ah Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth after hearing this, and praised him so highly.

"Don't be afraid! Come in with me!"
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Ah Yuanxi was wearing a black cheongsam that was popular in the Republic of China. Although the satin fabric was slightly shiny, it had no pattern at all, and no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a shroud.

She seems to be in her early twenties, but her gestures are graceful and charming, and the vicissitudes in her eyes do not match her age.

If she casually said how old she was, people would believe her.

Don't look at the shabby facade of this store, there is something hidden inside.

Among the people who had been here before, there were many people with prominent identities. After seeing it, they all took a look at A Yuangao.

Just take out anything in this room, which one is not an antique?
Occasionally take it out and sell it, and you will have nothing to worry about eating and drinking for a lifetime.

What's more, I'm afraid I can't find a few shops that can stand on the mountainside, right?
Ah Yuan sat behind the rosewood platform, and the lotus incense burner on the table was still the same as hers since Spring and Autumn, and it is still good to use.

The woman who came in with her greedily sniffed the fragrance wafting from the censer, with an expression on her face that she wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.

Qing Nu coughed, frowned and said with a smile: "You are the first ghost to come to my elder sister's place with incense sticks."

The woman lowered her head shyly, and said: "Don't be surprised, I haven't eaten such pure sandalwood for a long time, I can't control myself."

Ah Yuan smiled with red lips, with all kinds of amorous feelings around her brows, her eyes rolled and looked at the woman, a little bewitching, but no coquettishness, "It's okay, eat more if you like, but it's getting late today, if you don't Tell me your appeal, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to help you."

The woman nodded repeatedly and said, "Say, let's talk."

Ah Yuan stretched out her slender jade hand to call for a stop, with a string of coral [-] seeds wrapped around it.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Wait a minute, I have to ask first, what would you give me in exchange?"

The woman was taken aback when she saw the skewers in her hand, and stammered and asked, "Isn't this string of eighteen..."

Ah Yuan's string was given away by an old friend back then, hey, let her think about it, it seems to be something about the Qing Dynasty?

She smiled very faintly, stretched out her hand, and Qing Nu handed her a photo and put it in her hand.

Ah Yuan handed it in front of the woman and asked, "Have you seen him? If so, I don't want anything from you."

The woman was taken aback when she saw the photo, and said to herself with some doubts, "It's him?"

Seeing her reaction, Ah Yuan's heart tightened, and he prayed: Say you know him, hurry up, say you know him...

The woman looked up to her and said, "I'm not sure, he looks too much like my son's friend, but he's only in his 20s now, can't he take black and white photos?"

The corners of Ah Yuan's eyes were moist, and he said hastily, "You mean in your 20s, but you look the same? Right?"

The woman nodded blankly, and looked at the woman opposite, who gave off a graceful, luxurious and charming charm just now.

Sitting there laughing and crying, crying and laughing...

Ah Yuan knew that he was being impolite, so he took the veil handed over by Qingnu, wiped the corners of his eyes gently, and said to the woman with a smile: "You can start talking, I don't want you to exchange anything, you just need to tell me, Where is he."

The woman said: "His name is Zhu Jiujing. He is in Yuxi City, a city near the sea in the north."

A Yuan hurriedly told Qing Nu: "Remember it quickly."

Qing Nu sighed lightly, and helplessly took a brush and wrote on the notebook:

Best wishes to Jiujing.

Island Analysis City.

At this time, Ah Yuan's tone towards the woman was much better, and he said with a smile: "You can talk now."

"My name is Chen Fanghe.

My unfulfilled wish is my pair of children, Xu Jinhuan and Xu Jinyi.

Joy is Zhu Jiujing's friend.

I……"

As soon as Chen Fanghe started to speak, she couldn't help but choked up.

Ah Yuan sighed, another poor man...

She persuaded softly: "If you're not in a hurry, take your time and speak slowly."

　WEIBO: Ghost Seven_GuiQi
　　
　
(End of this chapter)